Ashrufat looked up at the door, and Mimilu didn't know when he appeared at the door. At this moment, Mimilu was crouching there, looking at the scene in the room with curious eyes.

"Mimilu, it's really you. Ashrufat sighed. "Did you bring her here?"

The only one who can bring a blind man here is Mimilu.

"Hmm," Mimia tilted her head, looking at Ashrufat, and Leia, who was sleeping.

"Master, don't you want to mate/mate with her?"

"Mating/mating !!?" Ashrufar didn't go well in one breath, and choked directly. "Ahem!ahem!" he recovered after a few seconds. Thankfully, Léa slept soundly, and this level of sound didn't wake her up.

"Mimilu, that's not called copulation/mating!" Obviously, although Mimilu has been able to speak proficiently in lingua franca and can read and write preliminarily, in fact, her common sense is still lacking.

"So that's it...... Go to bed?" I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Mi Mi Lu doesn't seem to be taboo about this topic. But then again, it's understandable for a primitive race like the Half-Beasts. Mimilu has lived in the Anthropocene realm for a long time, but that doesn't mean she knows everything. "I don't really understand. But she said that she wants to ...... with you Mating/mating ...... No,. ”

"Leave this alone, Mimilu!" Ashruphat srieked a little angrily. "Why did you bring her to my room?"

"Because she says she likes you. Mimilu had a very innocent expression.

"That's not like. ”

"Huh?!, but Mimilu can feel it...... She really liked the host. Mimilu's eyes widened earnestly. "Mimilu can feel it, it's real!"

"Your feelings may not be real! Also, it's getting late, it's time for you to go to bed!"

......

"You're here?" said Damon, leaning on his horse. It was afternoon, the sky was sunny, and the dark castle in the distance was in sight, like a dark sword inserted into the light. In front of Damon was a mysterious man wearing a black cloak and half of his face covered by a hood. The man's hands were hanging down, and there was a lifeless whiteness on the palms of his hands, almost like a corpse. "I thought you wouldn't come. ”

The mysterious man slowly took off his hood, revealing a young-looking, but lifeless face. Not only that, but beside him, there was a faint, black mist-like energy looming. With a little thinking ability, you will immediately realize that this person is not an ordinary person, but a cultivator of black magic, a necromancer.

"I heard you had a ...... with the Scarlet Duke Negotiation. The necromancer spoke. His voice was hoarse, and he lacked the vigor of a normal person, as if it had been made from a machine.

"Of course the talks fell apart. Damon replied. "I was ordered to leave. But it did give me a little time to find you. ”

That being said, there was no frustration or regret on his face for the failure of diplomacy.

"From the beginning...... It's not...... Did you come with sincerity?" asked the necromancer.

"I hate to admit it, but it is. Damon replied. "Not to mention, we haven't seen each other for almost ten years since you left your hometown to learn the dark arts. Looks like you're in good shape. ”

"Actually...... Not good. The necromancer replied. "Learn the Way of the Dark Arts...... Full of hardships. I gave a lot...... Until now, it has not ...... Found a shortcut. ”

"Oh, what's the shortcut?" Damon asked, a little curious.

"For the Scarlet Duke...... Serve ......," replied the necromancer. "He was a generous host...... Can you give me ...... What I desire...... First-hand information. I've worked hard for the past decade or so...... Countless dangerous battles...... The knowledge gained in exchange is not as good as ...... The ...... given to me by the Scarlet Duke in a month So much. I'm finally ...... now Got it...... For what...... Dark Mages of the Past ...... It's going to be Kalean. ”

As if to prove his words, the necromancer took out a book from his bosom and gestured to the other party. The pages of the book were cortex, and legend has it that vampires would use virgin blood to write the darkest knowledge on human skin. But no matter how stupid Damon is, he wouldn't ask if the book was made of human skin.

But he remembered the girls he had given to the vampires through his own hands. This imagination made him feel uneasy.

"You're looking for me...... No...... To catch up with the old days, right......? What's the ......?"

"Although you are now a subordinate of the Scarlet Duke, this matter is at stake for the future of our clan. Can you answer me a few questions?"

The other party was silent for a long time, and finally replied. "Q...... bar. ”

"The undead legion of the vampires...... I've heard that at Kalean, the Blood Knights were the real elite troops, and the Scarlet Duke was alone. ”

"Without you...... Imagined ...... It's so powerful, and there's no ...... you It's so ...... Weak ......"

"What about the numbers?" asked Damon. If the question is a bit veiled, it is too blatant.

"You...... Could it be...... It's true...... Intended to ...... with the Scarlet Duke Enemies, right?" this time, the necromancer sensed that something was wrong.

"It's not up to me to decide. I had to gather all the information and give it to the Council of Elders. Damon replied. "As for whether there will be a war or not, it depends on everyone's discussion at the meeting. ”

"Stupid...... A large crowd of people...... Discuss and make a ...... The stupidest ...... Decision. ”

"Perhaps, but haven't we all been here this way?" replied Damon. "Tell me, do you regret your choice?" he said, looking at the necromancer in front of him. Judging from his appearance, the other party looked less than twenty years old, but that obvious lifeless state lacking vitality...... Is it really worth pursuing? But Damon quickly put the foolish thought aside. There were more realistic things that he needed to do. If you can, it's best to convince this old friend to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. If he could get a reliable person from within the enemy, he might be able to make up for the mistake of this mission.

God knows where the vampire came from, and he actually detained the soothsayer who was supposed to be on a major mission. Under the eaves of people, he had to bow his head, and Damon could only swallow his anger and did not dare to object. Of course, the responsibility for this matter must be borne by him.

"Nope. The necromancer shook his head. "Leaning on ...... Black Magic ...... My body is no longer ...... There is no sickness. The original kind of ...... Tortures me every day...... A painful illness...... With the progress of my black magic...... Healed. If I could have ...... again Select a ...... I'm going to do the same...... Choice. ”

"What do you do in the service of vampires now?"

"No...... What do you imagine...... So mysterious. This time, the necromancer smiled, a stiff smile. "Most of the time...... are putting the broken skeletons ...... Re-nail and let them ...... Ability to reuse. And also...... ...... with metal and wood and so on...... in the body of zombies, so that they can ...... It's a little more durable. ”

"Oh?" Damon had heard that many of the zombies found during the Battle of Callean were strange creations of flesh and other materials, their bodies mixed with wood, metal, the bones of other creatures, and nails in coffins to increase the strength of their bodies.

However, according to the information provided by the Ryans, the Scarlet Duke's forces are more than just zombie skeletons. At least what is known is that vampires possess a variety of undead legions that are far more deadly than zombies.

But Damon at least outwardly pretends to know nothing about it. He immediately picked up a topic from the past, reminiscing about the time when the two of them had often met. It was only in the moment of silence that the emotion of the past ended, and a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Ten years is indeed a long time, enough to change a person, enough to erase the edges and corners of young people, enough to completely reverse a person's position.

"Well, it's time for me to go. Finally, Damon offered to say goodbye. "I'm glad you remember me. ”

"I'll ...... Always remember yours. The necromancer still had a stiff smile on his face.

So the two broke up. Damon jumped on his horse, and the necromancer turned away. In the place where the two of them were just now, there was no warmth left, and even if there was, it was dissipated with a gust of cold wind.

"My lord, shall we go back like this?" asked Damon as he returned to the side of the convoy. "Lhea ...... like this"

"And what do you want, we'll send her to the vampire's castle ourselves!" Damon said viciously. Reality proves how stupid it was to send Rhea to spy on the vampire in the first place. The vampire unceremoniously left her behind. If you don't accept it, you can go to the vampire to protest. ”

The man immediately fell silent. Vampires aren't good men and women, aren't protests looking for death?

"Let's go back!" Damon announced loudly. Although Leia's story is simply stupid, there are still some gains in other aspects, especially in the terrain, environment, and other aspects. Originally, I heard that Sivania is a wild land, plague is rampant, all kinds of monsters are infested, it is the kind of place that lacks value, and it is the first choice for exile criminals from all countries. But it doesn't look so bad.

Although there is an occasional outbreak of plague, it is not an incurable disease. If there are enough medical personnel, it should be able to be extinguished quickly. Monsters do haunt, but they're not extremely difficult to deal with. As long as it can strengthen the defense, it will not be a big problem...... On the contrary, when it comes to the richness of the land, Sivania is far above the mountains where the Bins now live.

And this terrain condition ...... That guy named Baylor doesn't look like he's scaring people with big words. When he thinks of Bayer, he thinks back to the brief meeting with Bayral before he left. At that time, he was a little dismissive of Bayer's "winning strategy". Where did the victory come from in this world? Isn't it to incite the Bins to deal with vampires?

However, as it stands, risks and opportunities go hand in hand...... It's time to make a decision.

He suddenly remembered the vampire. Strange to say, when talking face-to-face with the Scarlet Duke, there was no special impression, and during the whole meeting, the Scarlet Duke was similar to an ordinary human noble. But now it's a little scary. Every time he remembered the vampire's appearance, he felt a chill in his heart.