The Original Vampire

The night is getting darker.

There is moonlight in Ice Rock City tonight, only a few stars can be seen.

Colin stood on the balcony of the Red Fort and looked into the distance.

To the north is a cold and barren ice field, while to the east, you can see the edge of the forest.

In the dark forest area, I don't know how many beasts are hidden.

After crossing the dark forest, you can enter the territory of the half-elf kingdom.

With the sound of footsteps, the knight Shire appeared behind Colin: "My lord, are you looking for me?"

"Sit down." Colin turned around and pointed to the red wine glass on the table and said. "Drink."

The knight Shire hesitated: "My lord, I am ready to give up drinking."

"Drink." Colin insisted.

The knight Shire then picked up the wine glass, and brought it to his mouth.

Colin drank the red wine while paying attention to the reaction of the knight Shire.

The glass of red wine he gave Shire was poisonous.

Of course, this is not Colin deliberately pitting his own subordinate.

It's just that he is doing an experiment.

And he had already experimented on blood slaves before, and found that they were all immune to highly toxic substances.

Therefore, he felt that the more advanced blood should also be protected from the poison.

"How is it? Have there been any changes in your body these past few days?" Colin put down his glass and asked.

Shire put down his wine glass and excitedly reported his findings to Colin.

Through the other party's narration, Colin learned that the changes of the knight Shire are very similar to him.

Photophobia, bloodthirsty, immortality...

Yes, Shire, the ruthless man, started experimenting with his body after he discovered that his severed finger had regrown.

Then, he found that he is immune to fatal injuries.

Of course, unlike the blood slave, Shire still felt the pain.

Colin rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

He now wants to know whether the blood kinsman can also be promoted by consuming the blood of high-level knights.

However, Shire is now a Tier 3 knight, and Colin does not have the blood of Tier 4 knights to experiment.

"Can you control your teeth?" Colin asked again.

"Teeth?" The knight Shire looked puzzled, then opened his mouth, revealing two inconspicuous tiger teeth, "It seems...cannot."

"Yep……"

Colin speculated that if the blood kinsman cannot control the elongation of the tiger's teeth, it would be impossible to release the blood poison through the tiger's teeth, and thus would not be able to create blood slaves.

Of course, it is even more impossible to have a complete first embrace and create the next generation of vampires.

Afterwards, Colin talked with the knight Shire about cavalry construction. Seeing that the other party looked as usual, he was completely unaffected by poisonous alcohol, Colin confirmed the fact that the blood kinsman was immune to poison.

"Oh, by the way, do you like hunting?" Colin asked suddenly.

The knight Shire was taken aback for a moment and nodded, "I like it very much."

"Well, the last time I went hunting with Knight Rego, this guy ran into a mysterious knight and was beaten up. He didn't have a lot of fun. I planned to go with him again, but I was too busy recently. If you have time, you will accompany him to play again."

After borrowing blood from Rego last time, Colin was successfully promoted to Tier 2. 

However, he felt that Rego's blood should still be able to help him get promoted to Tier 3, so he wanted to borrow it again.

But Colin didn't plan to lead Rego to hunt by himself, as that would easily arouse the suspicion of the other party.

If he would be attacked every time he went hunting with Colin, then Rego would be stupid if he wouldn't start suspecting that the attacker was probably related to Colin.

Therefore, he intends to let the knight Shire lead out the knight Rego.

"Okay." The knight Shire did not doubt anything and naturally nodded in response.

After sending off the knight Shire, Colin picked up the opponent's glass and poured the remaining poisonous wine into his mouth.

Blood slaves and blood descendants can be immune to poison, so he should be also immune.

Colin thought so.

Just as he was feeling the changes in his body, footsteps sounded again, and Butler Yimen appeared on the balcony: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Colin nodded: "Sit down."

The two sat down on the balcony. Colin clapped his hands and asked the maid to serve two glasses of red wine and some dried fruits.

Of course, there is no poison in the wine this time.

The maid gently placed the things on the table, and then quickly left.

"Have you changed all the servants in the castle?" Colin asked after taking a sip of the red wine.

"No, I just changed the personal servants around you. This is also for your safety, and it doesn't cost much." Yimen quickly explained.

Colin nodded and said nothing.

The servants of the Red Fort are basically left by the Sudor family at the time. Colin didn’t intend to replace them all. After all, the recruitment and training of new servants require money, and the current financial situation of the Angele family is not well-off.

He needs to save every amount of money as much as possible and use it in key places - such as army building.

However, he also knew that the old housekeeper was out of good intentions, so he did not scold him.

"How is the new tax officer doing?"

"Very good." Yimen nodded with a smile, "Master, you have found a very good tax officer."

"Well, that's good. But you have to stare at him a little bit. I can't fully trust him yet."

"I see."

Seeing Yimen understood what he meant, Colin relaxed, took another letter from his jacket pocket, and handed it to the old housekeeper:

"I just received a reply from Marquis Dawson. He agreed to provide us with war horses and armor. However, the price... is a bit too high, you see if it is appropriate."

Yimen carefully read the reply from the Marquis of Dawson, thought for a moment, and said:

"Master, we can ask Marquis Dawson to provide a batch of samples. If the quality of the samples is as good as what he said, no less than the standard equipment of the Black Cavalry, then the price is really not high."

"Okay, let him send a batch of samples first." Colin rubbed his forehead, a little distressed, "But our family finances... can we afford this expenditure now?"

"It's difficult," Yimen said truthfully.

Seeing Colin sinking into deep thought, Yimen persuaded: "Master, with all due respect, aren't you a bit too anxious to form cavalry now?"

Colin was silent.

He understood that what Yimen had said was reasonable, and he was indeed a little anxious.

If you wait a year or two, wait for the territory to resume development, and wait for the tax revenue to become abundant, it may be more appropriate to form cavalry.

However, Colin could not wait that long.

He knew that the rift between the Duke of St. Hilde and the Marquis of Garcia had taken place.

Although the Marquis of Garcia seems to be quiet at present, he seems to have endured his brother's betrayal.

But who knows when there will be another crisis in the North, when the time comes, will the Black Cavalry unreservedly stand on the side of the Duke of St. Hilde, just like the two previous times?

Therefore, Colin felt a deep crisis.

He must quickly develop his own power, so as to have the qualifications to stand in the team at that time, and not only follow the crowd and let others slaughter him.

Thinking of this, Colin gritted his teeth and cruelly said.

"We can borrow!"