The Original Vampire

The manor of the Marquis of Crick is located on the west side of the Phoenix Palace, only three blocks away.

There are two tall iron oak trees in the backyard of the manor. Although the trees are not as old as the ancient oak tree in the Royal Oak Manor, which is said to have a history of thousands of years, it has also experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs.

The trunk is thick and knotted, and seven or eight people can hug each other. The dense canopy is entangled and connected, covering a large shade of trees.

Under the shade of the tree stood a long table of golden silk wood, which was filled with all kinds of desserts and tea, surrounded by a dozen nobles standing or sitting around the table.

This is a tea party held every Friday afternoon in the Marquis of Crick, and it is quite famous in the royal circle of Royal Dragon City.

The Marquise looks to be in her forties, wearing a traditional lady's long dress, her burgundy hair is high, and a complacent smile on her charming face. Enjoy the attention of the crowd.

"...The above is what I have inquired about. In short, His Highness Harrison is too reckless this time. He dared to kill His Holiness the Pope outright. No matter what reason he has, it is an unforgivable sin.

The Senate has already passed a resolution to deprive him of his right to inherit the throne. Next, I am afraid that he will be judged by the church! "

There is no doubt that the theme of the tea party must be Prince Harrison's killing of Pope Gregory.

For three days, the entire Yulong City was still shrouded in disbelief and shock.

But the condemnation of Prince Harrison came like a raging tide.

As the Marquise of Crick said, no matter what reason Prince Harrison has, killing the spokesperson of the Supreme Lord in the world, such atrocities are unacceptable to all devout believers.

Under the excitement of the crowd, the Senate was forced to hold an emergency meeting under pressure to deprive Harrison of his right to the throne.

This calmed the raging public anger a bit.

"But His Majesty the Pope is indeed at fault first!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

It was the youngest daughter of the Marquis of Crick who was speaking. She was born with pink makeup and jade carvings.

"If the Pope hadn't killed Marquis Garcia first,

Together with Prince Leahy to detain Earl Angelie, His Royal Highness Harrison will not..."

"Nicole!" The Marquise glared at her daughter, preventing her from continuing.

Nicole pouted aggrievedly, stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth, and stopped talking.

In fact, the reason why the little girl couldn't help defending Prince Harrison was out of admiration—of course, for a child her age, it might not be called admiration.

Nicole and Prince Harrison are the same age and have known each other since childhood. They often play and play together, which is quite a childhood sweetheart.

If it was in the past, the Marquise would of course be happy to see her daughter marry Prince Harrison, but now, she must dispel the idea of ​​her daughter.

However, Nicole's remarks caught the attention of the nobles.

"Marquise, Count Angele was secretly detained by Prince Leahy, is this true?"

"This... Actually, I don't know very well." The Marquise remembered her husband's warning, but she held back her words.

The nobles were itching for it, but there was nothing they could do.

In the past few days, all kinds of gossip in Yulong City have been flying all over the sky. The nobles instinctively want to find out the trend of the development of the empire, so that they can get the most benefit from this round of power shuffling.

"Oh yes, I heard a rumor recently, I don't know if it's true..." A young noble suddenly said, looking at the coat of arms on his cuff, it should be an Imperial Viscount.

"What rumor?"

"About Queen Midella's two children... There are rumors that they are not actually the children of His Majesty."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the tea party suddenly changed subtly.

There was not much surprise on the faces of everyone, and it seemed that they had heard similar rumors more or less.

In fact, the gossip between the emperor and the queen has been circulating for a long time, but at that time they were still alive, and the nobles only dared to discuss in private, unlike now, they dared to take a tea party and talk about it in semi-public occasions.

Of course, in this era, there is no genetic testing technology, and it is impossible to do a paternity test.

Such rumors are destined to be unverified.

But that doesn't mean it's not lethal.

Political games sometimes require a plausible excuse.

Now the only direct descendant of the San Lorenzo family is Princess Judy, but such a 12-year-old, helpless little girl, in the eyes of a wolf like a tiger, is a person who can do whatever she wants. A pinch of existence.

All they need is an excuse.

Once Princess Judy's inheritance rights are questioned, it is the illegitimate children of Emperor Reinhardt who will profit.

Although illegitimate children have no right to inherit, politicians can always find ways to circumvent the Code of Glory whenever they need it—such as adoption.

Vera's succession to the Duke of the North was actually the way to go.

Therefore, as long as the inheritance of Princess Judy is denied, then it is time for the illegitimate children of Emperor Reinhardt and the supporters behind them to show their magical powers and dance wildly.

"Don't believe this kind of rumors. The question of the right to inherit the throne...Let's leave it to the Senate and the Church to decide." The Marquise said lightly.

But everyone present could see the pretense of the Marchioness and the secret joy in her eyes.

Because, as a great aristocrat with a name and a surname, how could the Marquis of Creek lack that green hat?

Yes, the Marchioness also gave birth to an heir to Reinhard the Great, and more importantly, he was the eldest of the bastards.

The atmosphere of the tea party changed again.

Although the nobles no longer talked about this topic, their compliments to the Marquise Crick were even more explicit, and their flattery was beyond words.

"Huh? Isn't that a Norman knight?"

During the conversation, I saw a young man approaching. He looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick blond hair draped over his shoulders, and a handsome marble sculpture-like face with a confident smile, but this smile was a little more crazy. Proud means lacking the humility and calmness that a noble knight should have.

"Mother." The Norman knight came to the Marchioness and gave a respectful salute.

This person is the illegitimate son of the Marchioness and Reinhard the Great.

"Why are you here?" asked the Marchioness with a smile.

"Something...I want to talk to my father, I don't know if he is there?"

Of course, the Marquise knew that the "father" the Norman knights referred to was the Marquis of Crick, and nodded when she heard the words: "He should be in the study, I will take you to see him."

After he finished speaking, he got up and confessed to the nobles, and then personally led the Norman knight to the study.

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