"You're Yasar?"

The night wind howled.

The Marquis, who was wearing the Holy Cross plate armor engraved with countless patterns, looked at the man who suddenly appeared on the opposite side with a blank expression.

"Of course not."

The man denied the marquis's inquiry with a smile on his face, he was very handsome, with a slender figure, wearing a black woollen cloak, standing on the battlements, with his back to the night sky, and the whole person looked like a black ghost.

After denying it, he turned his head slightly and looked at the shadow behind him: "Come out, you can't hide from my eyes - the blood magic of the mutant is very interesting, but as long as it is blood magic, it will not work against me." ”

Coors certainly wouldn't listen to him.

This guy can quietly hide from him and Lothar, and when he appears here, his strength should not be underestimated.

"You serve Yasar?"

Lothar said bluntly, he couldn't feel the killing intent coming from the other party, but there were too many things that the beast couldn't intuitively feel.

"Service? Not really, it's a deal at best. ”

The man shook his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in an accentuated tone, "Yasar wants me to kill you." ”

The marquis on the other side responded coldly: "But now it seems that you don't plan to fulfill the contract?" ”

A pompous smile appeared on the man's face.

He seems to be very smiling and performative, acting like a courtier or a jester: "Look at what you said, my reputation is very good, and my employer will pay the blood sacrifice, and I will complete the commission, which is a contract belonging to the blood clan - but unfortunately, after investigation, I found that the blood sacrifice he gave was completely insufficient to kill you." ”

"So what?" Lothar asked rhetorically, "You turned your back on your employer?" ”

"How can I do it, I'm not the devil."

The man hurriedly cried out: "Three hundred years ago, the reputation of the vampire Grand Duke, in the Levant, in the entire dark world of the East, was also a well-known golden signboard, ten thousand times more reliable than the current Assasin." ”

"The Vampire Grand Duke?"

The man smiled and said, "Yes, just take out my deed and you can summon me to make a deal, and Yasar's family happens to be in possession of this ancient scroll." Unfortunately, his price was too low, so he had to change the conditions, so that I could send his family and henchmen to the other side with him when the city was broken. ”

Lothar frowned, "So you're in front of me now?" Looking for a new commission for yourself? ”

"That's right."

The man who called himself a vampire smiled and said, "I perceive that this one under your command has a blood magic that feels familiar to me, but also very strange - excuse me, are you also a vampire?" ”

The latter sentence is spoken to the shadow under the battlements of the tower.

Coors was in the square, and quietly changed his position, but he was still pierced by the other party at a glance.

"It's not."

Coors didn't speak, it was still Lothar who was talking.

Of course, Curos and Friengira are not the vampires of this world, in their world, they claim to be blood, blood, and saints, but there is no self-proclaimed "vampire", just like the Eastern Empire never claims to be Byzantium, and there is no such title in this era.

The vampire shrugged helplessly: "Okay, I'll believe it, then the second question - what are you, Lord Marquis. Race? ”

"Humans."

"Ha, such a strong dragon smell, more like the breath of a real dragon than a real dragon, how can it be a human being? If it weren't for the strange dark power that swirls around you, I would have suspected that you were one of the advanced dragons who had mastered the art of transfiguration. ”

Instead of answering his question, Lothar asked rhetorically, "What are you asking these for?" Out of curiosity? ”

"Not exactly."

The man licked his lips: "There is also the factor of greed, and the next thing I want to talk about is the content of the transaction." ”

"What deal?"

"Hand over this subordinate of yours to me, I want to study his breath - the kind of blood magic that is full of vitality compared to us vampires, it is really coveted, and in compensation, I will serve you in the place of this subordinate of yours."

Looking at Lothar's eyes like a fool, the man showed a look of regret: "Okay, this is indeed a bit excessive, then change it." ”

"You say."

"I want to taste your blood, to be honest, I have drunk many kinds of dragon blood, but none of them are as tempting as yours, as long as you give half of your blood, I will serve you."

After he finished speaking, he immediately added: "Believe me, this will be a very good deal, I know that you are about to become the king of Egypt, but even the king of Egypt, among the kings, can you rank in the top ten?" You're not going to be satisfied with that, are you? ”

"If I help you, I will make you the most honorable emperor, and you will become the most powerful person in the world."

Lothar laughed dumbly, what the man said was the truth, but apparently half-understood.

The crown of the Emperor of Germania, inherited from the Western Empire, was undoubtedly de jure the head of all kings, above the kings of Gaul, the king of Albion, and the kings of Iberia.

But compared to the throne of the Germanian emperor, who was entangled in intrigue and faced countless pretenders, if the throne of the king of Egypt was put forward for people to choose at the same time, I am afraid that the vast majority of nobles would prefer to go to rich Egypt to be king.

Lothar had no idea of educating vampires about science, and he had no intention of making a deal with this vampire of unknown origin in the first place.

Surrendering half of his blood, even if his vitality is tenacious and he will not lose his life, he will at least be seriously ill, not to mention, it is impossible for him to trust the credibility of a vampire of unknown origin.

"Sure, you have the right to refuse, but I have to say it's not a smart decision, after all, I'm on the verge of losing control of my appetite, and if I do, even if I don't want to be a robber, I'll still have to succumb to instinct."

The smile on the man's face still hadn't disappeared, but there was a hint of blood in his eyes.

"You can try."

Behind Lothar, there was a faint illusory black dragon rising, with a slender body and scarlet eyes, it hovered behind Lothar, its huge head drooping, and looked coldly at the vampire.

"What a coercion."

A look of surprise appeared on the vampire's face, but he quickly calmed down: "There is no need to play such a bluff trick on me, I have read the memories of the soldiers under your command, if you are really so powerful, how can you even have such a hard time dealing with a Karelian young dragon?" ”

His face quickly turned pale, a pair of fangs poked out of the corners of his mouth, and the wings of blood spread out behind his back, and a disgusting pungent smell of blood permeated.

The momentum of the two, colliding on the top of this narrow tower, is so clear that they can't go beyond the thunder pool.

Just looking at the momentum, the strength of this vampire is probably above the abyss lord who has been sealed by the demon hunters for many years, Elise.

The vampire sneered: "I have already seen through your details, next, do you want to change the choice?" ”

Lothar said quietly, "Should I ask you that, succumb to your appetite and die by my sword, or do you follow your sanity and get out of here—or do you really think you can see all my hole cards from a mortal's point of view?" ”

At this time, the man showed a look of sudden realization, stretched out his hand, and the battlement wall turned into mustard powder, and an illusory shadow appeared, disappearing again and again.

"Amazing, he can hide it from me, he has already called for help, right?"

Lothar raised his hand, and the flames with the divinity of the volcano swirled up, turning into a sharp fire knife in his hand: "You have about a minute left, and in a minute, my servants will come here and turn you to ashes." ”

"It's a pity, I was expecting the outcome of this meeting, can it be a mess of harmony?"

The man stepped back, fading into the darkness.

"But I'm not going to give up."

In the darkness, a pair of snow-white fangs shimmered with a cold light.

"Sooner or later, I'll drink your blood."

The vampire kept his cruel words to himself, and his figure gradually faded, as if he was using some strange teleportation spell.

And at this moment, the killing intent in Lothar's heart has reached its peak.

He raised his arm without hesitation, and on the plate armor of the Holy Cross, among the engraved patterns, countless sacred inscriptions emitted golden brilliance, setting off his whole person like an angel who had come into the world.

"Holy!"

The form of the holy spear quickly changed from illusory to solid.

The vampire, who had almost turned into an illusory shadow, curled white smoke rising from his body, as if he had been poured on his body by concentrated sulfuric acid.

"If you want to run, it's not that simple."

A cold female voice rang out.

Cellynina, who arrived first, braved the wind.

The sharp twin swords came out of their hands, like crossbow arrows off the string, and they were nailed into the vampire's body.

The forced silence effect of the choke hand made the body of the vampire who was about to disappear suddenly freeze in place, and the teleportation spell failed, and the next moment, he ushered in the terrifying holy flame of the holy spear.

Immediately after, heavy footsteps echoed through the corridors of the tower.

The topless, silver-gray werewolf, on all fours, rushed to Lothar with an indomitable rage, and behind him, clutching the hair on his neck, wrote a string of Latin words.

The witcher with the twin swords on his back jumped out of nothingness, and Geralt, Eskar, and Lambert, three old friends, appeared in a zigzag shape and slew the vampire as soon as possible.

(End of chapter)