The First Vampire

A well-equipped cavalry escorted a luxurious horse-drawn carriage, slowly moving west along a forest trail.

At the end of the road, the silhouette of the Storm Fortress could already be glimpsed.

Inside the carriage, Queen Midela had her eyes slightly closed, enjoying the tranquility after pleasure.

Her soft flawless skin filled with an enchanting peach blush, and her snowy, slender beautiful legs were draped over Colin’s body.

Quite inconsiderately, Colin moved the ivory-like jade legs aside and stood up to dress.

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“What? Still not willing to cooperate with me?” Queen Midela, lazily leaning against the bed, asked in a coquettish tone.

Colin shrugged, replacing his answer with silence.

He behaved like a negligent man who, just after having his physiological needs met, didn’t bother to express any further interest.

Queen Midela pouted slightly in helpless annoyance. She got up and lovingly helped Colin dress, not forgetting to playfully provoke him, but the man seemed to already be in a state of unresponsiveness.

“Won’t you even listen to my plan?” Queen Midela lightly tapped on Colin’s chest, disgruntled.

Colin chuckled and said:

“Unless you tell me first, how did you manage to persuade Marquis Garcia?”

This was Colin’s biggest question.

Marquis Garcia was ready to face death, not even the news of Vera being pregnant could change his mind, but Queen Midela had easily made him abandon his original plan.

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This was all too strange.

Colin couldn’t understand it.

Moreover, the more Queen Midela concealed it, the more Colin felt that the reason she had convinced Marquis Garcia to back down must be extremely important.

Queen Midela hesitated for a moment, finally she seemed to have no choice but to say: “Actually, the best way to make a man want to live is to give him a noble mission.”

“A mission?” Colin frowned more deeply, “What mission did you give Marquis Garcia?”

Queen Midela however, did not answer, but instead asked: “How about you? If you won’t cooperate with me, what method do you plan to use to make the Imperial Allied Army retreat from the Storm Fortress?”

“I have my ways,” Colin also joined the guessing game.

Queen Midela giggled, found a comfortable angle to lean against Colin, and said enigmatically:

“Colin, do you know? I like your confident look the most, as if there’s nothing in this world that can stump you.”

Colin also chuckled, stretched out his hand to pinch Queen Midela’s tender chin, and said:

“Thank you for your fondness, Your Majesty the Queen. I will keep trying to maintain this confidence.”

“Good. You must keep it up, especially after entering the Storm Fortress.” Queen Midela stood on her tiptoes to give Colin a sweet kiss, then pulled away to resume her usual dignified and noble manner. She commanded in a cold tone,

“Now, Count Angler, help me to dress.”

Colin gave a gentlemanly smile and said,

“It’s my pleasure.”

Afterwards, Colin helped Queen Midela dress neatly. Throughout the process there was no more teasing or flirtation.

Then he bowed and left the carriage naturally, as if he had just been having an ordinary conversation with the Queen.

They rode on for a while, and the Storm Fortress was already in sight.

The guards at the city gate naturally did not dare to stop them when they saw the Royal Family’s badge and allowed them to pass.

Upon entering the city, a middle-aged man in scholar’s attire came forward to meet them.

Colin thought he was sent by Emperor Reinhardt, so he nudged his horse to move up to the front of the line.

“You must be the Guardian of the North Territory, Count Angler?” Scholar Yerug greeted respectfully with a bow.

“Yes. May I ask your name?”

“I’m Yerug, the political advisor to the Duke of the South Border.”

“The Duke of South Border?” Colin was somewhat surprised, wondering why Emperor Reinhardt sent someone from the South Border to welcome him.

Scholar Yerug took the initiative to explain:

“His Majesty is currently holding a high-level meeting and thus does not yet know of the arrival of Her Majesty the Queen and Your Lordship the Count. I took it upon myself to come and receive you.”

Colin nodded, not really minding.

After all, the discord between the Emperor and Queen was no longer a secret, and he thought that the so-called “high-level meeting” was merely a clumsy excuse that Emperor Reinhardt came up with to avoid greeting the Queen.

“Why are there so many people?” Walking on the crowded streets, Colin questioned with confusion, “Doesn’t his Majesty intend to disperse these refugees?”

Scholar Yerug awkwardly chuckled, explaining:

“His Majesty already intended to expel the refugees congregated in the fortress, however… Just now, Duke St. Gregorian arrived at the Storm Fortress, and it seems he had some objections…”

“Duke St. Gregorian?” Colin was startled, seemingly unsure as to why Duke St. Gregorian would object to this.

Seeing this, Scholar Yerug further clarified in a low voice:

“Prince Lexie and Mr. Ji also arrived with Duke St. Gregorian.”

Colin’s eyes widened at the last two names, noticeably astonished.

Prince Lexie? And Mr. Ji?

Why were they at the Storm Fortress?

Soon enough, Colin realised that Prince Lexie was likely there to help ward off the Orcs.

No matter what kind of disputes Prince Lexie had with Emperor Reinhardt, he is after all a member of the royal family and wouldn’t stand by and watch the Empire crumble before the Orcs.

As for Mr. Ji…

Considering he could appear alongside Prince Lexie and not result in confrontation, he should also be preparing to face the orcs… At least on the surface, Mr. Ji appears to be on the Empire’s side.

However, whether he had other plots behind the scenes was uncertain.

Immediately following, Colin realized that while Scholar Yerug mentioned Duke St. Gregorian was against the dispersal of the crowded refugees in the fortress, in reality, this was likely Mr. Ji’s idea.

And the reason for Mr. Ji doing so was not difficult to deduce–

He wanted to initiate another Eyes of Judgment!

The refugees in the storm fortress will evidently serve as sacrifices for Mr. Ji!

And his target most likely was the Orc Emperor, Saruman.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts passed through Colin’s mind.

The complexity of the situation in the storm fortress was far beyond his original expectations.

Colin realized that his original plans are no longer feasible.

Emperor Reinhardt is no longer the crux of the problem. Instead, it appears the three Holy Knights, or more accurately, Mr. Ji, stands as the key figure in determining the situation in the fortress.

Lost in thought, their group had already arrived in front of the castle at the heart of the fortress.

Queen Midela emerged from her horse-drawn carriage and as she passed by Colin, she chuckled and said:

“Count Angler, do you still have confidence in controlling the situation on your own?”

Colin narrowed his eyes, not responding.

He suddenly wondered, did Queen Midela already know everything that was happening within the fortress?

Even… was all of this just a part of her plan?

Watching as Queen Midela’s swaying figure slowly disappeared into the castle, Colin suddenly turned to look at Scholar Yerug beside him.

This confidant of the Duke of the South Border was evidently wise, summarizing the situation in the fortress succinctly with only a few words and pinpointing the crux of the matter.

Most importantly, he took the initiative to reveal all this to Colin, which indicates that the South Border did not agree with Mr. Ji’s plans.

Therefore, he was an ally.

“Scholar Yerug, this is my first visit to the Storm Fortress. Could you perhaps show me around to help me familiarize with the place?”

“It would be my honor, Your Lordship the Count.”

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