The First Vampire

Colin suddenly turned around to see Vera standing not far away.

Under the cold moonlight, Colin was surprised to discover that the Duke’s foster daughter was not wearing her oversized mage robe, but a pure white noble ceremonial dress instead.

Glistening droplets clung to her golden strands of hair, seemingly she had just taken a bath.

Her ocean-blue eyes sparkled with a captivating glow and revealed a hint of surprise after seeing Colin.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk. Didn’t you two sleep either?”

“Ha ha, I just exchanged some insights with Knight Colin on combating trolls.” Marquis Charles patted Colin’s shoulder, sending him a teasing glance, “I’m going to sleep now, you two chat.”

With that, Marquis Charles decisively crawled back into his own tent, leaving Colin and Vera alone.

Colin suddenly realised that since his injury improved, he hadn’t seen Vera for quite some time.

Looking at her exquisite face, Colin suddenly laughed and made a bold comment:

“You look much better in this outfit than in a mage robe.”

Indeed, the mage robe was too loose to highlight Vera’s graceful figure.

Hearing Colin’s rather explicit and slightly disrespectful comment, a faint blush appeared on Vera’s face.

She glared hard at Colin, but did not rebuke him verbally.

Obviously, Colin wouldn’t be daunted by a mere glare.

All non-assertive rejections from a woman, in fact, are indirect encouragements.

So Colin stepped up, standing shoulder to shoulder with Vera.

The stillness of the night punctuated only by faint chirping of insects.

Vera kept her gaze on the bright moon, seemingly oblivious to the man standing beside her.

Colin didn’t break this welcome silence, also looking up at the moon together.

Faint scents wafted through the air.

It seemed to be roses.

What’s the hidden message of roses?

Colin’s mind began to wander.

“Did you know my brother before?”

Vera suddenly asked as if sensing the ambiguous atmosphere was somewhat uncomfortable for her. “No, this is our first meeting.” “But you two look very familiar.” “That’s because we hit it off.’

“Yes.”

Colin fell silent, continuing to gaze at the moon in the sky as though it was more attractive than the beauty beside him.

The pair fell silent again.

Vera was waiting for Colin to speak, but Colin was waiting for Vera to break the silence.

Create an intentional silence to make her awkward, to urge her to break it.

This is a simple yet effective flirtation trick.

Don’t fear her getting angry.

As long as used appropriately, they won’t.

On the contrary, they may find this kind of aloof man more charming.

Those men who always initiate conversation seem annoying, these men are usually referred to by women as-Cringe.

“What are you holding in your hand?”

As expected, Vera spoke again.

Colin felt a surge of joy in his heart, but put on a look of despair and in a deep voice said, “This is my father’s heirloom.”

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Vera felt a pang in her heart and immediately apologised, “Please accept my condolences… ‘

Colin heaved a sigh, as though he wanted to squeeze out a few tears.

But he did not succeed.

After all, even the best actor needs a good partner to play off.

At this moment, Colin started to miss Marquis Charles from earlier…

“I’m fine. Dying on the battlefield was my father’s lifelong wish and the best destination for a Northern Knight.”

“Baron Angler was a great Knight!” Vera slightly bowed, showing respect to the Great Sword in Colin’s hand, “May the Lord of Glory bless his soul!”

Colin was stunned on the spot.

He wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him.

Was the female mage in front of him actually praying to the Lord of Glory?!

Was this still that heretic who only believed in truth, and not in deities?

Vera raising her head, saw the shocked Colin, realizing what he was surprised about, she softly explained:

“Yes, I have decided to serve the Lord of Glory.”

“Rea…Really?”

Vera gently nodded, her expression firm and devout.

“Why?” Colin still couldn’t believe it.

He knew that if a mage suddenly turned to worship the Lord of Glory, it would cause quite a stir.

Those mages of Yevir would go crazy!

“I… I just felt my past experiences escaping were too thrilling, as if deities were protecting… So, I decided to join the Lord of Glory…”

Vera’s gaze was somewhat evasive, a strange blush appearing on her face.

This female mage was obviously not good at lying, easily seen through by Colin.

But, he also wasn’t foolish enough to burst her bubble.

“You made the right choice! The Lord of Glory is worthy of everyone’s serious service!”

Colin responded devoutly.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but wonder, could it be that Vera went to

Yevir to study the arcane, then returned to the North Territory to serve the Lord of Glory, as part of a plan by Duke St. Hilde all along?

But why?

Was it really wise to exacerbate conflicts between the nobles and the mages at this time?

It seemed as if Vera had noticed Colin’s concerns, so she hurriedly explained:

“Don’t worry, I won’t publicly declare my conversion to serve the Lord of Glory. I don’t want to stir up unnecessary trouble.”

Only then did Colin breathe a sigh of relief.

But he couldn’t help but start to wonder about the real reason for Vera’s change in faith.

Of course, Vera wasn’t going to tell Colin the real reason.

At least not at this moment.

Seeming to think of something embarrassing, her face turned even redder.

That obviously ignited Colin’s curiosity.

But before Colin could ask, Vera quickly bid him farewell, then ran back to her own tent.

Like a startled deer.

As Colin watched his retreating figure, he couldn’t help but touch his chin recalling Vera’s last cute, shy look.

Then lecherously thought—has my charm gotten to this point already?

It must be because of my face which resembles that of the reader’s uncle!

After feeling smug for a while, Colin also started to walk back.

“Sir Knight Cain?”

On his way, a shout suddenly sounded beside Colin.

He didn’t react because he wasn’t the one being addressed.

“Sir Knight Cain?”

The other party called again.

“You… are you calling me?” Colin turned his head, saw a silhouette walking towards him.

“Of course.” The person was a young woman.Se??ch ?ew???e?. o?g on ?oo?l?

But the exquisite plate armor she wore, the silver long sword at her waist, and the knight’s boots on her feet all indicated her identity- -this was a female knight.

A gallant female knight!

However, Colin did not recognize her: “You’ve got the wrong person. My name is Colin.”

“Really?” The female knight revealed a mysterious smile, stopped in front of Colin.

The light jasmine aroma entered Colin’s nose, which made him wonder—has he been lucked out with women today?

Indeed, the uncle reader’s face has an enormous destructive power towards women!

But the next second when the female knight revealed her name, Colin’s proud smile immediately froze on his face.

“My name is Cynthia..” The female knight’s smile was full of profound implications, “Cynthia Sudor!”