The Original Vampire

Guided by Steward Aemon, a young troll walked through the long corridor to the inner courtyard of the Red Keep.

The troll appears to be entering a human castle for the first time, looking around curiously all the way.

Aemon stopped outside a room, nodded slightly to the young troll, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Messenger, Lord Viscount is waiting for you in the study."

"Okay." The troll smiled slightly, adjusted his collar, and pushed in the door.

In the door, Ke Lin just raised his head, but he didn't get up, just smiled: "Welcome, Mr. Messenger, please take a seat."

"Dear Viscount Angele, thank you for your hospitality!" The young troll didn't care about Colin's rudeness, and was still smiling.

The maid walked in gently, put a cup of coffee on the table in front of the troll, and backed out.

"Try it. The coffee treasured by the Su Duo family." Colin made a gesture of invitation, "This is also one of the few things that they left behind that I can like."

The troll first picked up the mug, brought it close to his mouth and nose, sniffed it a few times, and then put it into his mouth, closed his eyes, and slowly aftertaste.

The whole process, elegant and calm, seems to be a troll noble in a high position.

"Heavy fruit aromas, bold acidity, this should be a boutique Yijia coffee bar from the Hidamo region."

Colin was stunned, apparently not expecting this troll to be a coffee connoisseur.

"You are really amazing, you can taste it!" Although he didn't know if the troll was right, he couldn't show his timidity at this time, and Colin immediately pretended that he knew it well.

At the same time, there is an inner slander - doesn't it mean that trolls are all ramblings who only know how to fight and kill?

How can this one in front of me pretend to be X?

The young troll took another sip of coffee, with a hint of nostalgia in his reserved expression:

"More than a thousand years ago, the Xidamo area was still our family's territory. Haha, now it tastes like my hometown."

Ke Lin was slightly startled and asked curiously, "I haven't asked for your name yet?"

The young troll stood up and performed a standard human noble ceremony: "My name is Gamben Volkin, the son of Gambik Volkin, the prince of the south of the troll empire..."

"puff!"

Colin, who was drinking coffee, spit it out.

"Cough, I'm sorry! I choked..."

Colin picked up the handkerchief and wiped off the water stains on his body by lowering his head, while preventing the other party from seeing the undeniable smile on his face.

Okamoto?

Why isn't your name Durex?

After wiping, Colin finally controlled his facial expression and sat back again.

Although Okamoto wondered why Colin suddenly lost his temper after hearing his name, he didn't have the nerve to ask.

"I didn't expect that His Royal Highness would be sent to the North in person. It's really negligent, negligent..."

Colin said indifferently, but his body still leaned loosely on the back of the chair, and he didn't feel the troll prince on the opposite side at all.

Of course Okamoto wasn't angry, at least not showing it.

After all, the anger of the loser is completely meaningless in the face of the winner.

"No, this is what I should do. Over the years, the Troll Empire and the North have fought more or less, resulting in heavy losses on both sides. Every time I think of those compatriots who died in the front line, my heart hurts!

Why!

Presumably you, and the Duke of St. Hilde, like me, do not want to see the war continue any longer!

Therefore, I came to the North this time with a longing for peace and a longing for the friendship between the two sides..."

Okamoto was still speaking impassively there, and Colin already understood the other party's intention.

Don't look at what the new southern prince of the troll empire is saying,

What would not want to see the war continue...

In fact, it is impossible to fight, to seek peace.

Colin rubbed his chin, thinking about whether Duke St. Hilde would agree to the other party's request for peace?

Now that the main army of trolls has been wiped out in the first battle, and they are no longer able to resist the invasion of the north, will the Duke give up such a good opportunity to pursue victory?

Even if the ice field in the sky has no value to occupy, you can take this opportunity to plunder the troll empire and prevent the other party from taking a good rest.

Just when Colin was wandering, a name that came out of Okamoto's mouth suddenly pulled him back.

"What? Vera? Did you mention Miss Vera just now?" Colin suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Vera's name.

"Yes." Okamoto lowered his head and said solemnly.

The viscount in front of him had been rude to him several times, and he was almost unable to control the anger in his heart.

But he took a deep breath, resumed his smile, and explained patiently:

"I just said that I heard that the Duke's adopted daughter, Miss Vera, is about to have a coming-of-age ceremony, so I also prepared a gift by the way. I want to take this opportunity to get to know Miss Vera."

Colin narrowed his eyes, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

"Oh? Is that so? I received an invitation letter from Miss Vera's coming-of-age ceremony two days ago. Let's go to Winter City together tomorrow."

"It's my pleasure."

Speaking of which, Colin was already wary of this young troll prince.

Because he felt that the other party might be playing Vera's idea.

Is this guy here to talk, or to kiss?

Just as Colin was about to issue the order to evict the guest, Prince Okamoto suddenly noticed the [Blade of Judgment] hanging on the wall.

He stared at it for a long time, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "Lord Viscount, take the liberty to ask. Is that knight's sword the [Blade of Judgment]?"

"Yes. It was given to me by the duke when he was consecrated."

The expression on Prince Okamoto's face suddenly became very strange.

There is envy, reverence, and a hint of sympathy...

Just when Colin felt that there was something wrong with the prince looking at him, Prince Okamoto suddenly smiled and said, "Lord Viscount, I wonder if you have heard of His Royal Highness Otto Volkin."

"Otto?" Colin shook his head.

He hadn't heard the name before, but he knew from the surname that this was also a troll royal family.

"His Royal Highness Otto is my uncle and the northern prince of the Troll Empire. He has just successfully entered the Sanctuary recently!"

Colin frowned. He didn't know why the other party suddenly mentioned this, but he still congratulated him perfunctorily: "Oh, is that so? Congratulations, the Troll Empire finally has another paladin."

"Yeah! After a hundred years, the empire finally gave birth to another paladin!" Okamoto's smile became brighter, "However, the clan uncle once said after he was successfully promoted to the sanctuary that he would soon meet with the [Judgement] Blade]'s master fights another duel!

The shame of the beheading of the previous emperor Leo! "

"..." Collin was dumbfounded.

A paladin trying to duel him?

Could it be that Duke St. Hilde threw the sword to him because of this?

A giant pot!