The First Vampire

Nevertheless, Colin clearly didn’t care about the feelings of an Eastern knight. He simply waved his hand saying:

“Alright, bring my request back to Lark City. If the Fein family finds it unsuitable, then there’s no need to pretend to have good intentions.”

“Alright, Count Angler, I will convey your words.” Knight Robert had no other choice but to salute and step back.

Once he had left, Colin called in his orderly officer and commanded, “Make sure to make a stop outside Lark City tomorrow on our way.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Teacher, are we really not going into Lark City?” Princess Judy suddenly asked pitifully.

“Oh? You want to enter Lark City?”

“Yes.” Princess Judy widened her eyes, vehemently nodding, “I heard from my mother that it is a city of birdsong, filled with singing larks. It must be so fun!”

Colin laughed and shook his head, “But even if you went now, you wouldn’t be able to see singing larks.”

“Why not?”

“Because larks sing as a courtship behavior, and it is currently winter, not breeding season.”

“Oh…” The light in Princess Judy’s eyes immediately dimmed, and she droopily lowered her head in disappointment.

Colin touched the little girl’s hair to console her. Suddenly, he thought about how larks tend to be migratory birds. So where would they migrate to when winter comes?

Could it be the even more eastern—Bright Moon Forest?

…

Although they had already left Mount Althus, they still needed to pass through some hilly regions where war horses couldn’t gallop, so naturally, their march couldn’t speed up.

Colin asked the guide and found out they should reach Lark City before dark.

This kind of long march was very boring; and because it was winter, all life was withered, there were no living creatures, and there was no scenery to enjoy.

Bored, Princess Judy began pestering Colin for another story.

Having no other choice, Colin ransacked his mind, thinking about which story to use to distract the little girl.

But having exhausted all of Grimm’s fairy tales, Colin could only resort to historical stories, regardless of their age suitability.

“Today, I’ll tell you a story about Jing Ke’s assassination attempt on King Qin…”

“Jing Ke? King Qin? Those are such strange names.”

“Do you want to hear it or not?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Once upon a time in the far east…”

Whirrr—

Colin suddenly stiffened. Raising his head, he saw a giant arrow tracing a menacing arc in the air, shooting directly towards him.

“Assassin!”

“Protect Count Angler!”

“Get out of the way!”

Colin swiftly reached out both hands, grabbing Prince Harrison and Princess Judy. He then swiftly leaped down from his war horse.

Bang!

A wave of intense heat surged forward. Colin quickly shielded the two children in his arms.

At the same time, he was confused—why was there an explosion?

Turning back, he saw a patch of ghostly green flames furiously burning exactly where he had just stood. In an instant, it completely devoured his war horse.

“Wildfire!”

Colin immediately recognized this substance that had left a significant impression on him.

“Count Angler, are you unharmed?”

A swarm of guards hurried forward, surrounding Colin with three layers inside and out.

Colin could hardly conceal his inner rage, immediately ordering, “The enemies are nearby, find them!”

“Yes!”

In the midst of the conversation, a series of buzzing sounds echoed again in the air.

Colin looked up and sure enough, several gigantic arrows were shooting straight towards him.

This time he saw clearly, those arrows were obviously fired from the large crossbows used by defenders of the city, and there were even ceramic pots tied to the tails of the arrows— needless to think, he knew they definitely contained [Wildfire].

“They are there!”

Colin pointed to a hill not far away while simultaneously drawing out his sword, throwing it powerfully at the closest arrow to his position.

Boom!

The arrow was shattered in mid-air, the [Wildfire] affected by the violent collision exploded like fireworks in front of Colin.

The Blood Knight Army immediately sprang into action, with the quickest armored warrior clambering up the cliff like a spider.

The remainder split into three groups, some stayed back to protect Colin, Prince Harrison, and Princess Judy, others surrounded the hill where the assassins were, and the strongest group of professionals charged towards the hill.

…

“Sir Robert, we should retreat quickly!”

“Retreat my ass!” Knight Robert fiddled with a crossbow while shouting, “That’s the Blood Knight Army down there, we can’t escape. The only thing we can do now is to kill Colin Angler before we die!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Knight Robert heard a scream of agony.

Turning back, he saw a soldier next to him clutching his neck.

As Knight Robert was about to ask what happened, he saw the soldier’s head slide down his body and onto the ground.

This horrifying scene sent a chill down the spines of all present.

Before they could regain their composure, they saw an armored man climb up from the cliff and throw himself forward without a moment’s hesitation.

And then after him, a few more Northerners kept climbing up from the cliff.

Seen this, Knight Robert roared in anger and rushed forward, sword in hand.

Clang! Clang!

Just two strokes, and Knight Robert had his hand chopped off by the armored man.

The gap was too wide!

Knight Robert, suppressing the intense pain, rolled back awkwardly, dodging the attack of the armored man.

The armored man seemed unperturbed by Knight Robert and dashed straight towards the five large crossbows set up on top of the hill.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

In a flurry of wood chips, the five crossbows were destroyed.

By now the Easterners knew the situation was dire and attempted to escape down the mountain.

But the soldiers of the Blood Knight Army had already rushed up from below.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, the Easterners had no choice but to launch a desperate charge at the armored men who had climbed up the cliff, under the leadership of Knight Robert.

However, they were no match for the blood slaves, as they were quickly and thoroughly disposed of.

Only Knight Robert was still breathing, for the purpose of interrogation.

…

“Knight Robert, is this the welcome the Fein family prepared for me?”

“Feh!” Knight Robert was bleeding from head to toe, but he still spat at Colin with a fierce look on his face, “Colin Angler, you slaughtered my Eastern warriors, locked up Viscount Fein, I only regret my own weakness, not being able to kill you!

However, this has nothing to do with the Fein family, it was just my idea!”

“Nothing to do?” Colin sneered, pointing to the ruined crossbows carried down from the mountain, “Don’t tell me you stole these crossbows, too?”

“That’s right!”

“You take me for a fool!”

Colin lost all interest in him, gestured to his attendant, saying, “Kill him, later collect all their heads, and pile them outside of Lark City for me!”

“Yes!”