Bonfire dinner?

How would pigs, cows, and sheep react if they had their own minds and suddenly found themselves being sent to a human campfire? Wouldn't it be happy anyway? After all, humans don't invite pigs, cows, and sheep to their campfire dinners as guests.

Maybe it really is...... By the way, let them bring some cumin pepper noodles or something? It tastes great when it's baked......

The vampires next to the campfire heard the sound of the carriage and followed it to see the carriage and the more than thirty humans in the carriage. Normal humans, healthy humans! This is really the original wild human, not the previous humans who were raised on disgusting hematopoietic feed!

"Let's congratulate Count Nalan! Congratulations to Count Nalan for his dedication in bringing us fresh food for the banquet! Dacula had just seen the scene in front of him, and before his mind could turn a corner, a voice had already entered his head. The voice seemed to have a unique charm, drawing Dacula's attention to the voice's owner.

It was a middle-aged man with black hair, his figure was very burly, and his smile had a magic that made people unconsciously feel good. He sat on the main seat, and the moment he raised his glass, there was a kingly aura all over his body.

"Congratulations to the Earl!" This is the power of the vampire king. With his words, all the vampire nobles present raised their glasses one by one and shouted at the captain next to Dacula in front of him. If one ignores some of the wandering and indifference in their gaze, and the inability to move away from the prey brought by this Earl of Nalan, then their display of enthusiasm is almost perfect.

The atmosphere was very warm for a while, I don't know if it was because of Nalan's arrival or because these vampires saw the arrival of several carloads of humans next to Nalan.

The man seated on the throne was clearly pleased with the reaction of his vassals. Didn't he see the filth in the eyes of those guys? No, they saw it! But what does it matter? As long as their strength is strong enough, then even if they pretend, they have to pretend one by one according to their own will! This is the embodiment of strength!

He slowly raised his hand and pressed it down, and the original enthusiasm came to an abrupt end, and the vampires moved with his movements like marionettes.

"Every time I have a task of welcoming fresh rations, I have arranged for Count Nalan to do it, he is the most reassuring earl to me, he can always bring us the healthiest and most healthy food!" As he spoke, the man glanced at the crowd: "Of course, I also regard you as my confidants, I hope you don't disappoint me......"

"Yes! Harakon-sama! The nobles below were no longer so neat in their answers, but they all shouted hoarsely, expressing their most fervent loyalty to the Lord Haakon.

Nalan looked at these and pursed his lips slightly, obviously disdainful of their movements. It's these guys, when the great Hakang Lord didn't have a clear order, which one of them didn't fight for merit, and when they encountered benefits, they were like cats that smelled fishy and sharpened their heads one by one and drilled into them, and when they saw danger, they were like seeing a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, and they bowed their heads one by one and pretended to be wood! What else would these guys do but act?

"Very good...... "The man, the Lord Haakon, narrowed his eyes slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking. I've received word that the artifact that will allow us to counterattack the main continent has been held by a group of disgusting fellows. Yes, you guessed right, it was in the hands of those Standar vigilantes! So, for the sake of our future lives, for the sake of our ideal of enslaving mankind, I hope that you will maintain this momentum in the battle that may break out at any time in the future! ”

As soon as the nobles below heard this, most of them immediately wilted, and it was really just like what Nalan thought just now. One by one, they stared at the ground, as if there was some precious virgin blood on the ground, and they were firmly attracted by it, and they were not happy at all.

Ha Kang was not angry about this situation, he continued to say lightly: "Do those guys think they can deal with us if they get the artifact? Naive! We need to let them know that even ten more artifacts won't help them against a powerful vampire army! ”

"I've decided to launch an assault on the base camp of the Standa Vigilant in a week's time, who wants to be this striker!" Haakon breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

As soon as these words came out, the vampire nobles below lowered their heads, as if the enthusiasm just now was just an illusion released by some illusion master.

Nalan looked up and looked around, shook his head slightly, and then stepped forward under Haakon's pleased gaze: "Hakang Lord, I am willing to lead my subordinates as forwards!" I'm sure we can slaughter all the damn Standar vigilantes! ”

"Count Nalan, I admire your courage!" Haakon spoke softly. "But I have more important things for you to do...... As for something as simple as being a pioneer......"

"I'm sure Count Mehad would be willing to do it for me, right?" Haakon's eyes were on Nalan, but the words he said were to one of the red-bearded counts in the crowd.

The red-bearded vampire, who had hidden himself so well from the vampire crowd, was visibly stunned for a moment when he heard Haakon's order, and soon he spoke, "Lord Haakon...... I...... We don't have enough people in our Mehad clan......"

"Oh...... Not enough people? Haakon looked at him as if he had just noticed the red-bearded Mehad in the crowd.

"Hmm......" Mehad smiled wryly, as if that was the case.

"Then you will die......" Just as Mehad nodded with a wry smile, Haakon suddenly spoke coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the already quiet atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

I saw that the red-bearded Mehard's face suddenly tightened, and he instantly turned pale. Almost at the same time, his face, which was a little old but still full, began to wrinkle and shriveled down. In just a few breaths, this guy turned into an old man covered in skin and bones, and his beard and hair fell out directly.

Suddenly, old Mehad took a few breaths hard, grabbed his neck as if he was choking, and slowly fell to the ground.

Dacula, who had been looking at the vampire named Haakon in front of him, just happened to see that before this series of changes occurred, Haakon's fingers shook slightly, and a bloodshot floated out of the eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth of the red-bearded Mehad, and wrapped around his fingertips......