The Original Vampire

"Your Highness, the most important thing you should do now is to go to Winter City, crawl at the feet of the Duke of the North, and beg his forgiveness."

Mr. Ho repeated his words again.

There was no hesitation, no worry, nor did he feel that such words were not suitable for him to say because of his identity.

As a human being, Mr. Ghost's situation among trolls is somewhat awkward.

Generally speaking, in order to show his loyalty to the trolls and to draw a clear line with his past, Mr. Ho must have hatred towards humans.

Even, it is necessary to act more hostile to humans than trolls.

This is called "converter mania."

In reality, there are many Chinese "two devils" who are even more hated than foreigners and slander China. It is out of this mentality.

But now, facing a troll prince who had just died in battle, this gentleman persuaded his own son to go to the enemy and beg for forgiveness.

However, Okamoto suddenly laughed.

As if not angry at all, or suspicious of Mr. Ho's intentions: "Mr. Ho, you should persuade my stupid father earlier. If he had bowed his head to the north, he would not have ended up like this!"

Afterwards, he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the head on the ground, and said disdainfully: "There is an old saying among human beings that makes sense:

If you don't have what it takes to fight a bull, don't brandish the red cape!

Haha, look at my stupid father, who knows that he is not the opponent of Marquis Garcia, but seeing that he is not on the front line, he feels that there is an opportunity, but he does not think about it. "

Mr. Ho did not speak.

He wouldn't take the initiative to agree with Okamoto to slander Prince Gambik, that would be for good or bad.

Okamoto scolded for a while, and seemed to finally be out of breath, so he picked up the head again and put it back in the box.

The whole process is full of filial piety.

Picking up the teacup, Okamoto took a big gulp before regaining his composure.

"Mr. Ho, is it too late for me to ask the Duke of the North for mercy now?"

"But this is your only choice." Mr. Ho said lightly, "This time, the war potential of the troll empire has almost been swept away by the black cavalry, so don't even think about organizing another decent army for at least ten years. The army has come to resist the front of the northern border.

If I were the Duke of the North, I would send troops to clean up every once in a while.

Even if the King City cannot be conquered, the recovery process of the troll empire must be interrupted, so that they will never be able to pose a threat to the north again.

So, if you want a chance to recuperate, you must beg for peace in the north! "

Okamoto's fingers lightly tapped against the wooden box, making a thumping sound.

After a long time, he spoke again: "So, will the Duke of the North agree to negotiate with me?"

Mr. Ho nodded: "As long as you pose low enough, the Duke of the North thinks you are not a threat. Then, his eyes will naturally turn to other places.

Think about it, if the threat of trolls is gone, what is the greatest threat to the Duke of the North? "

Okamoto's eyes lit up: "Black Cavalry!"

"That's right!" Mr. Hoo nodded, "Although we were tricked by the performance of those two brothers before, I definitely don't believe that there is really no grudge between Marquis Garcia and Duke St. Hilde.

I'd rather believe that it was the threat of the trolls that made them drop their quarrels and unite for the time being. However, this union is extremely fragile!

Especially this time Marquis Garcia returned to the North with a great victory, how should the Duke of the North reward his good brother?

How could he fall asleep peacefully under the blade of the black cavalry with such terrifying attack power? "

Hearing what Mr. Gou said, Okamoto excitedly paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

As if in the boundless darkness, he finally caught a ray of light.

"So, our next key is to provoke the conflict between the Duke of the North and the Marquis of Garcia!"

"That's right. But it's not just the contradiction between the two brothers." Mr. Ho's eyes flickered with a vicious light.

Okamoto was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"As far as I know, the Golden Lion Legion of the Saint Hilde family is still gathered outside the Ice Rock City, and the armies of the major lords of the North are still entrenched in the Ice Rock City, and the two sides are facing each other faintly."

Okamoto didn't know the news either.

Obviously, Mr. Ho has his own eyes in the north.

Okamoto knew this too.

Of course, he wouldn't force him to ask who Mr. Ho's eyeliner in the north was.

Even, he still does not know the true identity of this Mr.

However, this gentleman has already been recognized by His Majesty the Troll Emperor and the former Prince of the South. It is difficult to say that he is loyal to the trolls, but his hatred of the North is untrue.

Therefore, Okamoto also chose to believe this Mr.

At this moment, upon hearing the news, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Ho with piercing eyes: "Could it be that the contradiction between Duke St. Hilde and the lords under his command has reached this point?"

"It seems that it is indeed the case. The good son of the duke ruined the army of 200,000 people in the north. Such a fiasco cannot fail to cause the backlash of the lords in the north. What's more, there is still a black cavalry army at the top. The front attracts the hatred of the Duke.

And, don't forget, the Marquis Garcia is also surnamed Saint Hilde. Perhaps it is not unacceptable for these lords to change the owner of the North. "

When he heard Mr. Ho say that Marquis Charles had killed the 200,000 army in the north, Okamoto felt a colic in his heart at the same time, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the square box.

Obviously, Okamoto felt the same way.

"So, the northern border will be in chaos!"

"Yes." Mr. Ho looked very confident, "The North Territory is now a bowstring that is taut to the extreme. As long as the external threat subsides, then the internal conflict will erupt immediately!"

"Okay!" Okamoto punched the square box and smashed the box into cracks. "After the conferring ceremony is over, I will resign from Your Majesty and go to the North in person!"

"Your Highness is wise."

Okamoto touched the crack on the wooden box, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "By the way, I heard that the Duke of the North suddenly has an adopted daughter?"

"Yes, her name is Willa St. Hilde. I saw her in the Mage's Tower in Yeville, and I knew her origins were mysterious, but I didn't expect it to be the adopted daughter of the Duke of the North."

"How does she look?"

"The national beauty and heavenly fragrance!"

Okamoto nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly proposed: "You said, if I ask the Duke of the North to marry Miss Vera, will he agree?"

"Of course, the Duke of the North must be happy to have a troll prince as his son-in-law, especially now that he urgently needs external help to resolve internal conflicts."

"Hahaha!"

Okamoto's smug laughter echoed in the hall, as if he was determined to win a certain beauty.