The lord is red again

Aisle Lei Lei Si ushered in another bumper harvest, and the harvest shocked her.

The huge transaction volume generated profits, so she had to use a carriage pulled by mutant oxen and horses to transport it back and forth 4 times!

The cellar of her room was filled with gold coins and treasures. In order to close the door of the cellar, she had to stand on it and stomped her feet hard.

But she was not as happy as before.

Her heart was full of panic.

She was looking forward to the arrival of wealth, but the wealth came too fast, beyond her expectations!

It seemed that what was sent into the cellar under her feet was not treasure, but burning charcoal. At this moment, Ai Silei was like an ant on a charcoal iron basin, spinning around.

Carl, who could not speak, was sent out by Ai Silei to inquire about the news. She did not dare to guarantee that the horrible profit could be hidden from the eyes of the soldiers.

The noise of carts of gold coins being pulled in was too loud. Even if the soldiers were drunk and dreaming, they would definitely notice it.

If they were discovered, what awaited them should be... the death penalty.

She facilitated many arms deals, including the sale of five alchemical bombs, which were the most powerful weapons of the Land Corps. However, the guys who bought the alchemical bombs were definitely not human. They smelled foul and were tall, but the only thing that left a deep impression was the foul smell.

In addition, there were also secret pattern weapons, enchanted armor, and a large number of potions.

She could say that these things had nothing to do with her, but she was the one who opened the small market.

Now she just wanted to close this damn small market and realize her life value. The value of her life should be to survive!

But the soldiers didn't respond. Maybe they were still investigating, maybe they were just drinking and talking, maybe the matter was not as serious as she thought.

"Everything is still under the rule of the kingdom, and nothing has changed." Asile said to herself, but her steps in circles were a little faster.

She didn't act as relaxed as she muttered.

Heavy footsteps came from outside, and she was eager to open the door and was ready to criticize the other party for being too slow.

"Karl, if you knew that I was waiting..."

Her voice suddenly stopped.

A black shadow enveloped her. This person was slightly shorter than Karl, with a broad body. She could see his face clearly, but she couldn't remember his appearance no matter how hard she tried.

Forget it once you see it.

The other person bent over and squeezed into the room. Eslei stepped back subconsciously, watching the door completely blocked by her body, blocking the light outside the door, leaving only a palm-wide gap.

The light was very weak.

The shadow stretched by the light on the other person was like a heavy blanket wrapping Eslei, and it was a blanket soaked in water. The heavy, cold and suffocating feeling made her panic while almost pressing her to the ground.

She trembled subconsciously, so much so that she forgot that she also possessed extraordinary power.

Then, Eslei saw her familiar figure through the gap between the mysterious man in front of her and the door.

Karl, who couldn't speak, stood there like a loyal guard, like an insurmountable mountain.

"Karl, can you please close the door?"

Karl knew him and closed the door respectfully.

There were only two of them left in the room, and Eslei's heart sank to the bottom.

"Who are you?" Eslei stammered. She thought something was wrong, and subconsciously grabbed her ring, but before she was about to do it, the mysterious man spoke and made her dare not move.

"I don't want to hurt you, little girl, so don't move around."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Sorry, I should answer your question first," he said, "Karl, he is a warrior. When I heard that he was controlled by despicable means, I was a little angry. Warriors should be free to choose their own life or death, right?"

Come for Carl?

Eslei opened her mouth and said, "I can stop ordering him from now on and let him go free."

She was very decisive.

Although Carl, who couldn't speak, was very obedient, compared with the crisis she might encounter now, giving up Carl was nothing.

"Of course, you will definitely do it. Young people are more empathetic. After all, you look only...you are in your teens?" he asked.

"29 years old."

"Oh?" He sounded a little surprised.

It's a little difficult to achieve immortality in the magic world, but it's not too difficult to live for decades, hundreds of years or even thousands of years.

"I didn't expect you to be older than me. If Rania saw you, she would be very jealous."

The strange mist that had been lingering on his face disappeared. Esra was sure that she had stared at his face countless times and could clearly see his facial features, but her brain could not distinguish or even remember his appearance.

But now she saw clearly that this was a handsome face with angular corners and short golden hair... She herself could not have thought that she had not even noticed the clear feature of "blonde hair".

Rania?

Even if the news was not circulated, she knew what this name meant.

"You, you are, the Duke?"

Lind Alman, the Duke of Lion, General Rand, what else? There were too many. In short, this was a big man who she thought would never appear in her room.

Now, he was standing there looking down at her.

Wet.

Her back was completely soaked with sweat.

Her heart was beating wildly and uncontrollably, and she was completely blank now. The reason why she didn't immediately roll her eyes and fall down was entirely because her extraordinary physique was supporting her.

Linde said: "Miss Aisley Leis, we just won a battle."

Aisilei, who swallowed her saliva, lowered her head: "Yes, I heard your story of bravery and fearlessness."

She glanced at Linde's handsome face with her peripheral vision, but she didn't have any thoughts of admiration. She just tried to distinguish something from his face.

But Linde's expression remained unchanged, and she couldn't capture any information at all.

It shouldn't be as simple as death. Although he committed a capital crime, he wouldn't let a high-ranking man come here specially.

She is still sane and hoping that everything will work out for her.

"We have a lot to talk about, don't be nervous." Linde walked to the chair, turned around and sat down.

His tall body sat on the chair, which was very large for Aisley, and seemed a bit crowded.

Linde's boots tapped lightly, but the sound of "tap-tat" was like a heavy hammer hitting Asley's heart.

Just down here, in the cellar, lies four carriages' worth of wealth.

Does the other party know?

Carl is already loyal to him, so he must know!

"Who did you receive the little market from?"

Hearing Linde finally mention the small market, Asilei's heart relaxed. But at the same time, she couldn't understand why Linde valued an illegal small black market so much that he even wanted to come there in person.

"Dina, a mysterious..."

"Vampire?" Linde suddenly asked.

This made Aisilei's heart, which had just been put down, hang up again.

Linde said: "I have never had direct contact with them, but I suddenly remembered that I have seen your ring before."

He was not as aggressive as the rumors said, and he would even take the initiative to explain every time he spoke. This respect made Aislei relieved.

When the undead were operating in the Snake Catcher Fortress, they once found a female corpse with dozens of spears pierced through the chest and nailed to the wall in an underground gathering of the Mysterious Church.

The immortals, whose main principles of action were "picking up trash" and "thieves don't steal anything", would certainly not let anything go, but they quickly treated it as trash and gave it to Renzo.

Of course, the so-called guess was that he used the answers to deduce the process. The aura of the person in front of him was very similar to that of the vampire. Linde was very sure that she had some kind of relationship with the vampire.

If you can determine this, and then connect some possible connections, you will definitely be able to get some answers.

"Yes, this is something Dana once gave me." Aislei answered seriously.

"Where is she from?" Lind asked.

There are many branches of the Vampire Clan. The currently known branches include the Vampire Clan that built Fox Cave into a grape plantation. They should be headed by the late old king Redwald Hedwin.

There is also the Red Nun, a vampire who has awakened her good heart.

And the vampires of the Black Marsh Kingdom.

"In the Kingdom of Black Marsh, she made me become her lover through some kind of magic. Then she decided to look for traces of the old nobles and left Blackhoof Village."

That is, the vampire named Dana, who happened to go to the Snake Catcher Fortress.

Quite unlucky.

The other party must have died in that battle or in the fire, Linde was very sure of this.

"Karl is also your lover?" he asked.

"It's a blood servant." She emphasized that she was extremely conflicted by being compared with the stupid Karl. She didn't want to have a romantic relationship with an idiot.

But thinking that the person in front of her seemed to value Karl very much made her feel a little scared.

"It's hard for me to figure out the relationship. Is there any difference?" Linde expressed his doubts.

According to what he learned from the Red Sister, how to identify the vampires, and the class divisions of the vampires, he knew that the vampires were divided into three levels.

The highest level is the "monarch", which can also be called the "ancestor", the most powerful mother body in each lineage.

The monarch must be the most powerful and can lead the entire ethnic group to become stronger, but if the monarch remains stagnant, the entire ethnic group will not be able to make further progress.

Then there are the "Scarlet Nobles". It is said that the Scarlet Nobles have a lot of noble blood flowing in their bodies, and they are powerful.

At the bottom is the "Scarlet Lady", who is responsible for doing all the chores.

The classes are clear, but there is not much connection between them, because their long lives have made them indifferent to many things.

He had never heard of "Blood Servant".

"No."

Yes, there was no difference from the beginning. Lover was just a term of endearment. The only thing she had more than Karl was that insignificant ring.

"I'm very interested in your little market, including the things you sell." Linde was too lazy to dwell on this topic.

"I...!" Aislei panicked.

"From now on, I can also be your lover." Lind said. His facial features did not change at all, but Aislei found that she could not see his appearance clearly, or even recognize who he was.

The relationship between superiors and subordinates, master-servant relationship, lovers, you name it, he doesn't care.

"yes!"

"The small markets do not need to be closed, trading continues."

Although Linde felt helpless that there was a "traitor" around him, ordnance, equipment, potions, etc. would be sold, but destroying the small market would not improve the situation, and the situation might even get worse. They would go Trading in a place completely unknown to you.

Having it completely in his hands means that he also has control over this trade route.

"I will try to arrange for other people to come," Lind said, "You just need to spread the news that you have corrupted some soldiers, and they will turn a blind eye to the transactions here."

"Yes." Eslei nodded.

She heard that the Duke should leave.

Before pushing the door open, he paused and said, "It's not safe to keep that money with you."

It was not until Lind's figure disappeared that Eslei felt relieved and sat down in the position where Lind had just been, she exhaled.

Although Lind spoke softly, Eslei found that she could not refuse any request made by the other party.

He was so aggressive.