"You said that guy had bad intentions. ”

The hygienic conditions of this tavern can only be regarded as average, and people of some status in Simon probably would not choose to drink and have fun in such a place, but considering that Xiu Marek, who sat opposite, was only a poor new wizard, and did not have a good father like himself, little Bucklaw was relieved - more importantly, he came to this place to find Marek, not for fun, but to scratch.

"But even the president had already approved that man's plan, and Ping was personally involved, and you made me a clown. ”

Little Bucklaw kept complaining that the development of the Wizards of the Coast Guild had made his lobbying a joke, and although those wizards didn't say it, he could read a maddening contempt and mockery from the eyes of the wizards of the guild looking at him— Of course, those wizards probably won't be idle enough to be bored and have nothing to do all day long just staring at Little Barcrow, and carefully analyzing the content of Little Barcrow's lobbying, which is not unreasonable, so the wizards' contempt for Little Barcrow is unreasonable, but any wizard who has a little bit of a surname only puts their suspicions on President Banks.

Therefore, the 'contempt' and 'mockery' that little Bucklaw felt were only hallucinations of his own chagrin at defeat—but with his last name, I am afraid that he would not seriously think about the reasons for this, but only complained about Hummarek—and in his opinion, he would not have done such a thing if it had not been for the fact that this guy had not poured a series of fallacies into him.

"He's ill-intentioned, Lord Bucklau, there's no doubt about it. Compared to Little Bucklaw, Shomarek was obviously a sensible man, and he spread his hands and made a helpless expression: "But he seems to have won the approval of President Banks, perhaps because there has been a change in the course of the upper echelons, and this is not a problem that can be solved by simple lobbying." ”

"Are you saying that President Banks and that guy want to drag the entire guild into the fight against the vampires?" Little Bucklaw somewhat understood, after all, he was not purely mentally retarded, and it was easy to figure it out.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's it. Xiumarek said with a helpless expression.

"How can they do that? It's dragging all the wizards into the middle of the strife. Little Barkelau looked angry: "We have always been in harmony with the world. ”

"Perhaps. Shumarek shook his head, stood up, and opened the magic dial in his arms to look at it: "Oh, I'm sorry, I still have some things to do, and I have to go home first." ”

After that, he didn't say hello, he hurriedly turned around and left, little Bucklaw still had many questions to ask clearly, and hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, wait!"

He turned a laneway, not noticing that the pedestrians were becoming scarce, but only chased Shumarek faster and faster until he reached a dead end, and Shumarek stopped.

"And one last question, why is the president ......" Little Bucklaw patted Shumarek on the shoulder, asking the wizard to explain his primary concern, but when Shumarek turned around, he took two steps back in surprise - the unfamiliar blue-black face was quite different from the Shumarek he was chasing.

After a breath of stunned, little Bucklau recognized the identity of Shumarek from his facial features, and he was even more surprised that a person's complexion would change from ordinary people's pink and white to the dead ashes of a dead man in a few quarters of an hour:

"You're Marek?"

"Oh, of course I'm Marek. Hugh Marek grinned, revealing an overly slender canine tooth, but he couldn't see very clearly in the night, but the blood-red pupils and the black figures that kept appearing around him let Little Barcrow know something, especially when a pair of red pupils stared at him in all directions.

"Vampire!" cried out little Bucklaw in horror, his fingers pointing stiffly at Shomarek, "you you, you're a vampire." ”

"Is it strange?" Shomarek shook his head, "It's not surprising, oh, it wasn't so fast, Mr. Bucklaw, Jr., but now that the outsider has moved President Banks to make us enemies, we have to do something at this time, eh...... Let's put it this way, Mr. Bucklaw, we would like to ask you to borrow something. ”

"What do you want?" Smelling a hint of foreboding in Shomarek's calm tone, little Bacloau, who was already disturbed by the appearance of the hordes of vampires around him, was even more frightened, and blurted out his emotions for a moment.

"Your Excellency's life, of course. Shomarek smiled and showed the canine teeth on his lips.

"Don't you think!!" Little Bucklaw turned the ring on his hand at that moment, and a light peculiar to teleportation spells appeared around his body, but the scene around him made him feel desperate for a moment.

Dense runes appeared on the ground and wall of this alley the moment he activated the teleportation gem, and a tangible force field dispersed the light of the teleportation technique cleanly, and little Bucklau was stunned for a moment, knowing that this must be the magic circle that these vampires had already arranged to deal with him, of course he would not be allowed to use the teleportation technique to escape, he pulled out a magic wand in horror, but his wrist was hit by the light released by the magic wand in Shumarek's hand, and the magic shield on the outer layer of his body burst apart, and the magic wand in his hand also burst out with a few sparks caused by the loss of control of the spell。

He scrambled to pull out a bunch of spell scrolls, but the rapidly approaching vampire group obviously wouldn't give him more chances, and one of the vampires grabbed his arm with a screaming claw, causing him to howl in pain with great force, and the spell items in his hands fell to the ground one after another - a wizard like him was naturally not trained in spell combat, and after several failed resistances, he was pressed to the dry hard masonry ground by a group of vampires.

"Wait!wait!" Little Bucklau struggled to lift his head that was being held down, and saw Humarek approaching step by step, the pressure of death made his mind run faster than a hundred times faster than usual, and he figured out a lot of things in an instant, and seeing that Shomarek had already walked in front of him, the imminence of death made him cry out: "You are going to kill me and frame that wizard?" Don't forget that you were drinking with me just now. ”

"Oh, it's nothing, little Mr. Bucklaw. Shomarek continued to smile, crouched down to look at the poor creature, and looked at Bucklaw's face even more desperate under his words with two hints of cat playfulness: " You don't have to worry about me, we're going to lay out the murder scene, and all the evidence will point to the wizard named Pan Diesel, well, you can go on the road with peace of mind, suspicion will drive old Lord Bucklaw to turn the finger at that wizard, and we'll do more to turn that suspicion into hatred, oh, from that point of view, you should thank me. ”

Shumarek smiled mockingly, "I'm helping you deal with him...... Don't you want to kill him?"

"Hell!" said little Bucklaw, struggling with tears in his eyes, the smell of and urine frowning the vampire thugs who pressed his limbs and torso, and a few heavy leather boots on his back, rattling the poor creature's spine under the weight of the vampires.

Shumarek smirked and pulled out a scroll, which contained a death circle, and the surrounding vampires had already arranged the runes under his command, and as long as he was simply guided, little Barclaw would die under this spell - if you want to blame a high-level wizard, of course, you must use high-level spells appropriately.

At this time, the two vampires carried a wriggling sack and walked to the side of little Bucklaw, and the two vampires nodded at them, and the two vampires opened the mouth of the bag, and a guy who was tied up and looked exactly like the one in the Seumarek squirmed out of it, and his mouth blocked by the iron ball was foaming at the mouth, and the vampire Shumarek's face changed at this time, revealing another face.

This undoubtedly made little Bucklau, who was already desperate to the extreme, know that these vampires were indeed carefully arranged and designed, and that Shomarek was just a victim like him, and his heart froze to the freezing point.

"Please, don't kill me!" At this time, he could only plead and plead, but obviously got nothing but a cold sneer.

"Even if you scream to cut your throat, no one will come to your rescue, stupid little one. 'Shomarek' leaned over with a sneer and whispered in his ear.

A vampire who stepped on Little Barclau's neck impatiently pressed the artery behind the upper carotid with great force, and Little Barclau's eyes rolled and he stopped foaming at the mouth.

Suddenly, a soft cough from the wall caught the attention of little Barclaw and the other vampires. 'Shomarek' looked at the two wizards who appeared above the wall, and his eyelids twitched a few times.

"Shouldn't I say, 'My name is Throat Cut'?" A younger wizard tilted his head sideways and looked at the middle-aged man next to him.

"Diesel, I didn't know you had such a sense of humor. The middle-aged man in the wizard's robe also coughed lightly, and his eyebrows furrowed: "But these two sentences are a bit old, and they are rotten jokes used by the predecessors." ”

"The reason why it has become a cliché, of course, is because of the classics, well, Mr. Vampire, I wonder how Your Excellency feels now?" In the eyes of the vampire, Pan Diesel looked at his gaze full of mockery and disdain, the creature that lived in the dark frowned, knowing that this plan had been seen through in advance, listening to the somewhat scientific dialogue between the two high-ranking wizards, his mood gradually became uneasy.

"Kill them!" the vampire leader's command was short and low, but the next moment, a larger area of light made all the vampires let out a painful scream, under the strong and long-lasting strong light, these vampires fell to the ground with smoke all over their bodies, their pale skin turned charred at a speed visible to the naked eye, the vampire leader struggled to turn his gaze to the place where the light was shining from, and saw a gray-robed wizard in his fifties holding a staff in one hand, staring at the mess below with an angry look.

A bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of his staff, like a flying viper, taking the last of the life of the struggling vampire leader, and the gray-robed wizard wizard withdrew his staff, still full of rage.

"My son is stupid, but I will not allow him to die like this. He flew to the side of little Barclau, looked down to probe his breath, a spell lifted the body, old Barcrow looked up at Penny, who was watching everything happen, his eyes were deep: "Although you notified me to come, I will not thank you for it, because it was your presence that made it happen." ”

"I can understand your feelings, Elder Bucklaw. Penny owed: "But even if this doesn't happen, sooner or later the vampire will stick out their fangs at you." ”

"Perhaps. Old Baclaw took his son's body and flew into the sky: "I know your plan, well, I now think that such a plan still has some truth, and I will restrain him from interfering in trouble." ”

Before leaving, he glanced at Penny and Banks with insightful eyes: "We should all be glad for each other. ”

"You are right, Elder Bucklaw, and thank you so much for your understanding. Again, the wizard respectfully owed the debt, and he was indeed glad that the old wizard did not have all those nasty surnames that would cause trouble, and that was undoubtedly a good thing.

President Banks raised a hand, and dozens of wizard bodyguards and apprentices poured out from all around the alley, untying the Shinshu Marek who had been tied up and dumped, and at the same time tidying up the scene, and after a busy meal, disappeared into the alley.

"Oh! The plan failed, my lord. On the top of the tower in the distance, the female vampire, who had been watching the events from afar, saw the mages leave, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her tone seemed to be surprised, but the mockery exposed her hypocrisy, and at the same time stabbed another guy who was watching the events hard.

Basdy Duncan's face turned pale, and two sharp breaths burst out of his nostrils with a cold snort, shooting out of the collar of his robes that were close at hand, and a few flying mosquitoes buzzed and fluttered, hiding from the suddenly decaying and dark air.

"It's just a mid-level vampire. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if to explain himself.

"An intermediate vampire. The female vampire Thallisis spoke in a tone of supplementary explanation and reminder, "The Duke has only twelve such subordinates. ”

Although the power is all over the dragon coast, the hands and eyes are up to the sky, but the number of vampire populations is not as much as ordinary people think, especially the pure-blood clan with a certain status and strength, only this kind of guy who has the ability to have the first possession and can restrain the vampire ** to the extent that it does not affect his sanity is regarded as a real fellow by the vampires, and those vampires who often cause bloody cases on the street corners of Ximen City are the vast majority of the lowly blood slaves and derivatives in the vampire society.

The initial cost of creating a regular bloodline is staggeringly high, and it is not at all as simple as creating a blood slave, so the number of pure-blood vampires is not too large.

Because of this, Simon's vampires did not occupy the entire city openly, but secretly controlled the power of the city with their minions, although on the one hand, they were afraid of external pressure, and on the other hand, there were also reasons for the scarcity of the population and the lack of core strength.

So every high-level vampire is very careful to hide their identity and avoid exposure, because they can't afford to lose too much, and the death of a mid-level vampire is obviously something that a vampire duke doesn't want to see.

"As I said, your plan is too clumsy. Thallisis said sharply, "They are all wizards of great intelligence, not mentally retarded as you think, Lord Clown. ”

This sarcastic sarcasm made Duncan hug his head in pain, and the last sentence almost detonated his anger and grievance, and he stared at Selysses viciously: "Call me Lord Duncan." ”

"All right, Lord Duncan. Selysses' eyes flashed with mockery, and he looked down on this fellow who was looking for dignity in such inconsequential details: "The Duke will not spare you, and I know that she has many ways to plunge people into the abyss of pain in the midst of unstoppable pleasures. ”

"As I said, it's not that serious. The male vampire grabbed Thalysis by the neck and stared at her face with a dangerous gaze.

The latter did not speak, and for the next ten days, the truly serious consequences for the vampires occurred, and the president of the Wizards Guild of the Dragon's Coast, Tyran Banks, announced that he would conduct a complete sweep of the guild in order to find more vampires lurking.

In the past, such behavior would undoubtedly make some wizards with a strong sense of reading dissatisfied, but after seeing the misfortune of Little Bucklaw, many members of the association realized that there are a large number of vampire minions lurking in all corners of the association, which will undoubtedly pose a serious threat to their safety, as evidenced by the fact that no one thinks that Banksy is empty words, most of them took the initiative to conduct searches, and really found many suspicious traces, and the association's top management used this search to find out a large number of vampire minions, and prompted several vampires disguised as members of the association to show their true colors。

This made the wizards feel a direct threat from the vampires, and the wizards may not mind controlling some dark creatures as minions, but they will never want to be the minions of dark creatures, some wizards who try to avoid fighting choose to go into hiding, but more wizards who are linked to the interests of the association have expressed their willingness to participate in Pan Diesel's guild development plan.

This undoubtedly hit the vampires hard, especially a guy named Basdy Duncan, of course, outsiders would not know what happened to him, but it undoubtedly made him feel more resentment and anger in his heart.

"Listen, stupid fellow, don't always challenge my patience with your stupidity. The duke looked at the dying guy after all the torture with an unkind expression: "You'd better learn to be smarter." ”

Duncan spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment again, and he secretly cursed his enemies again.

(To be continued)