The Original Vampire

When night fell, the snow finally stopped.

But that doesn't mean the worst is over.

In fact, it's not cold when it snows, and it's really scary after the snow.

Under the order of Marquis Garcia, the black cavalry camped on the spot and built a bonfire.

If you don't cook the fire and eat something warm, I am afraid that this army will have a non-combat attrition.

Instead of crowding the camp, Colin huddled under the belly of the warhorse and burned the fire alone.

In fact, the tent is not much warmer than the belly of the horse, and it is more comfortable to be alone.

At least, his drinking of blood will not be seen by others.

The blood is fox blood, saved by a hapless snow fox he caught before.

Of course, while Colin was drinking blood, he also took out a few bites of tough jerky, lest people find out that he didn't eat normal food.

While eating and drinking, he thought about what Marquis Garcia had said before.

At the time, Colin didn't understand much, but the Marquis didn't explain it in detail either.

Colin didn't ask any further questions. After all, he couldn't ask everything, that would make him seem a little stupid as a student.

That's right, Colin is already claiming to be a student of Marquis Garcia at this time.

Just as he was thinking about Marquis Garcia's true intentions, a figure came over.

"Would you like some wine?"

By the light of the fire, Colin could see who was coming.

It was Earl Frank Dawson.

"Of course!" Colin took the wine bag from Earl Dawson and took a gulp.

One sip, from throat to stomach seemed to be on fire, that taste, the whole person was refreshed.

"Cool! Good wine!"

Earl Dawson laughed and said proudly: "Of course, our dwarves' spirits can't be said to be the best in the Empire, but they are definitely the most powerful! Especially suitable for drinking in this damn weather!"

Compared with the five mainstream races in this world, dwarves are not a big force.

They are distributed all over the Radiance Empire, and the total number is probably around one million.

Precisely because of their weak strength, the dwarves have always hugged the thighs of the human race and considered themselves a vassal race of the human race.

There are even some rumors that dwarves are actually a subspecies of humans.

However, this claim has not received much acceptance.

Because, dwarves cannot be baptized by church priests and become knights like humans.

Moreover, knights are the exclusive occupation of the human race.

Although the dwarves have always claimed to believe in the Lord of Radiance in order to better integrate into humans, it is clear that the Lord of Radiance did not bestow his glory on these dwarves.

As a result, the warrior of the bad street has become the only optional occupation for the dwarves.

This career with limited natural potential makes it impossible for dwarves to produce real powerhouses.

So, this is not a race known for its force.

However, they are good at blacksmithing and winemaking.

Blacksmithing, in particular, has made dwarves popular in the military's logistics.

However, the military merit of the logistics department is definitely not comparable to the soldiers fighting on the front line, so very few dwarves can rely on military merit to become nobles.

Not to mention a big noble like the Earl.

Therefore, the Earl of Dawson is particularly conspicuous.

And more importantly, his earlship was conferred by Marquis Garcia.

Marquis Garcia's roots are in the Black Cavalry Army, and his vassals are basically senior generals in the army.

But he gave the earl in his name to a dwarf.

Moreover, this is the only earl he canonized.

This is very unusual.

The black cavalry is a pure cavalry army, and the height of the dwarves limits their possibility of becoming excellent cavalry.

Moreover, according to Colin's understanding, although Earl Dawson was a warrior,

But the rank is not high.

Therefore, Earl Dawson's military exploits obviously did not rely on force.

In the Black Cavalry, Earl Dawson seems to be the shadow of Marquis Garcia.

Marquis Garcia is the soul of this army and the flag on the bright side, while Earl Dawson is the big butler behind the scenes, maintaining the logistics and tedious daily affairs of this army.

Although Earl Dawson's work is mostly unknown, he was canonized as an earl by Marquis Garcia as a dwarf, which shows his importance to the Black Cavalry.

Therefore, after Colin entered the Black Cavalry, besides Marquis Garcia, the one person he paid most attention to was Earl Dawson.

And because Marquis Garcia treated Colin differently, Earl Dawson, who was the shadow of the Marquis, was also quite enthusiastic about Colin.

So, the two gradually became acquainted with each other.

At this moment, Colin and Earl Dawson huddled under the horse's belly, drinking one sip of wine each, and at the same time talking about the mountains.

Earl Dawson has fought with Marquis Garcia for half his life. He has experienced all kinds of strong winds and waves, and bragging has always been unfavorable.

But he didn't expect that this time, this kid Colin would steal the limelight.

Colin directly changed all kinds of myths in the other world and told Earl Dawson, stunned the earl of the dwarf for a while.

When Earl Dawson asked him where he got these stories, Colin said nonsense that it was told to him by a passing bard in Greycastle when he was a child.

Of course, Earl Dawson couldn't verify it, so he had to continue listening to Colin's flickering.

After all the nonsense, Colin was relieved.

"I understand now why Lord Marquis values ​​you so much."

"Well? Why?"

"Because you can blow!"

Colin laughed, of course he knew the other party was joking.

However, his expression changed and he asked, "Lord Earl, do you really think that Lord Marquis values ​​me because of this?"

Seeing Colin's serious face, Earl Dawson knew that the other party was really asking, so he put away his joking face and asked, "What do you think is the reason?"

Colin took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, and said:

"It's either because of the previous battle in the rushing river, or because of Miss Vera. But... I don't think it's enough for the Marquis to take care of me like this, right?"

really.

You must know that the Angele family is a vassal of Duke St. Hilde, so Colin is simply an outsider to the system of the Black Cavalry, which is completely subordinate to the Marquis of Garcia.

No matter how outstanding war talent Colin showed during his escape before, and no matter how much Miss Vera had a good impression of him, he would not let Marquis Garcia, the god of war in the north, take care of him as an outsider.

Earl Dawson heard the words, nodded, then shook his head again, and said mysteriously: "Hehe. You will know later."

Colin was depressed for a while, and this kind of appetizing answer was the most annoying.

Before he could continue to ask, Earl Dawson bluntly changed the subject: "Do you know why Lord Marquis doesn't continue to track the army of trolls in front?"

This is actually the question that Colin has been thinking about.

And I already have some ideas. When I saw Earl Dawson asking, he replied:

"I don't think the army of trolls ahead should be our top priority."

"Then what is it?"

"Wolf cavalry!" Colin let out a breath of alcohol and said confidently:

"On this flat and wide icy terrain, only cavalry can deal with cavalry. Therefore, the troll wolf cavalry is the only threat to the black cavalry. As long as they are found and annihilated first, the remaining troll army will be left behind. slaughtered lamb."

Earl Dawson clapped his hands and praised with a smile:

"Bliss Knight is right, you are indeed born for the battlefield."