The Original Vampire

"Boom...boom..."

A round head rolled to the ground.

The spewing blood stained the marble floor with gorgeous color.

The audience was silent.

No one thought that a good knighting ceremony would turn out to be like this.

The orders of the Duke of St. Hilde are very abrupt.

However, Colin's execution was even more abrupt.

In fact, Colin had long anticipated the orders of the Duke of St. Hilde.

Because, in the new fiefdom of the Angele family, there is the name of Ice Rock City!

Since the Sudor family's territory was sealed to the Angele family, Colin would certainly not be surprised that the Duke would settle accounts with Kahn at this time.

But to outsiders, the Duke and Colin seemed to have negotiated.

Kahn was given a surprise attack.

Even when Kahn’s head rolled on the ground, the confusion in his eyes would not be able to transform into fear in the future.

"Do not!"

A shrill shout broke the silence on the court.

I saw Cynthia Sudor rushing up like crazy, as if to avenge her brother.

After Colin swung the sword, he immediately knelt on one knee to make a pilgrimage to the Duke of St. Hilde, and at the same time held the long sword in both hands and raised it above his head.

Colin completely ignored Cynthia who rushed over behind him.

Sure enough, waiting for Cynthia to rush behind Colin, she was stopped by a team of guards.

"Why! Why! Lord Duke, why? Colin! I want to kill you, I want to kill you..."

After the mad woman was taken out of the hall by the guards, the Duke of St. Hilde smiled and said to Colin: "Very well, Knight Colin. I like your interpretation of loyalty.

The name of this sword is [Judgement Blade].

Five years ago, I used it to chop off the head of the last troll emperor.

Now it's yours.

I hope you treat it well and live up to its name and the glory it represents. "

Colin shook his heart, retracted the long sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Thank you Lord Duke for the reward! I swear here that your will refers to the direction of my sword!"

The Duke of St. Hilde nodded in satisfaction, indicating that Colin could withdraw.

Subsequently, the nominating ceremony continued.

However, the gazes of everyone present glanced in Colin's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

If it is said that the promotion to Viscount, Colin got it, at most some envious eyes.

So now, when he was bestowed [Judgement Blade] by the Duke, everyone's eyes turned into jealousy that could not be concealed.

No one would have thought that the Duke of St. Hilde valued such a newly promoted Viscount Colin so much!

Only Marquis Garcia, who had been silent, frowned insignificantly as he looked at the long sword in Colin's hand.

...

When the last batch of new barons accepted the canonization one after another, the whole nominating ceremony finally came to an end.

However, the Duke of St. Hilde seemed to have no intention of ending the ceremony immediately.

And everyone present was not surprised, they were all waiting for something with bated breath.

"Charles."

Finally, the Duke of St. Hilde read the name of his eldest son.

Marquis Charles, who had been shrinking behind and pretending to be an invisible man, trembled slightly when he heard the words, and then walked to the center of the hall in the manner of an execution ground, and knelt down on one knee in front of his father. 

"I heard that you are going to make atonement for the 200,000 soldiers who died in the battle?" There was no joy or anger in the words of the Duke of St. Hilde.

Marquis Charles lowered his head and choked: "Yes, father! I, I'm sorry for your expectations, and I'm sorry for the trust of the people in the north and the two hundred thousand soldiers!

Therefore, I voluntarily gave up the position of Marquis to atone for my faults!"

The Duke of St. Hilde did not speak but stared at his eldest son with cold eyes.

Charles didn't look up, but he seemed to understand what his father meant. He slowly took off his Marquis ring, untied the ribbon, and finally the dress that symbolized the identity of the Marquis.

Take it off together, fold it up, and place it in front of Duke.

"Father, please forgive me!"

Charles crawled on the ground, waiting for his father's trial.

After a long silence, the Duke of St. Hilde finally spoke:

"Charles, from now on, the glory of the St. Hilde family has nothing to do with you.

You will travel to the northern border as an ordinary soldier and fight for life on the front line against the trolls.

Until the day when the Troll King City is captured! "

"Yes, father..."

Charles squashed his head in despair and staggered back.

The former first heir to the Lord of the North, just left the scene sadly.

The nobles who watched the ceremony continued to be silent, not daring to do anything at this time to attract the Duke's attention.

Although the Duke looked calm, everyone who knew him knew that the Duke must have been full of anger at this time.

It would be uncomfortable for anyone to be forced to abolish the heir selected by his own hands, let alone the Duke.

Obviously, this matter is a great challenge to his authority.

However, he could only grit his teeth and swallow.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became serious.

The ceremony is not over yet.

The Lord of the North must have an heir. Charles is deprived of the title, so naturally there must be someone to inherit the title of Marquis.

And this person...

Who can that be?

Colin quietly raised his head and glanced in the direction of Marquis Garcia.

When he was hunting outside the city, Marquis Garcia had already told Colin about his original deal with the Duke of St. Hilde.

Therefore, he knew very well that the person who will inherit the throne of this Marquis should be Vera!

Although according to legal theory, Vera's inheritance order is also ranked after the other two sons of the Duke, but if the Duke insists on making Vera the first heir, no one dares to object.

Oh no, the only person present who dared and qualified to oppose was Marquis Garcia.

However, the Marquis of Garcia is obviously impossible to object.

As for the Senate of the Imperial Nobles.

Perhaps they can have a strong binding force for ordinary nobles, but they dare not point fingers at the inheritance rights of the real nobles like the Saint Hilde family.

Even if Vera's right of inheritance is not legitimate, as long as the Duke of St. Hilde gives a clear reason, they must pinch their noses to admit it.

This kind of reason is easy to find. For example, the second son is too weak and the third son is too young...

In short, when the Duke of St. Hilde and the Marquis of Garcia reached an agreement, there was nothing in the north that they could not decide.

However, just as Colin was expecting Vera's name, another name came up from the Duke's mouth:

"Adams."

Colin suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure in the middle of the hall in shock.

What happened?

Shouldn't it be Vera?

After hearing his father's call, Adams St. Hilde, the second son of the Duke, resisted the ecstasy in his heart, strode forward, came to the Duke, and knelt down on one knee.

"In the name of the Duke of St. Hilde, I now grant you the rank of Marquis. I hope you will live up to it..."

Colin was no longer interested in listening to the following words, and he quickly looked in the direction of Marquis Garcia.

Then he saw the cold eyes of Marquis Garcia.

Betrayal!

This is Duke's betrayal!

In the face of many temptations, the Marquis of Garcia finally kept his loyalty to his brother.

But he didn't expect that now he was betrayed by his brother!

The nobles who don't know anything are still celebrating the Marquis of Adams, and even the ignorant Vera is also happy for her brother.

But only Colin lowered his head quietly.

The chaos in the north is far from over.