The Original Vampire

"Marquis Charles?"

"Marquis Charles is the eldest son of the Duke of St. Hilde, the first in line of succession..."

"Nonsense! Of course I know who the Marquis of Charles is, but why is his knight here? Why is there an urgent call for us?"

"Isn't Marquis Charles fighting trolls on the frontier? Are we going to the frontier?"

"How is that possible? This place is so far from the border, even if it is called urgently, it will not come here to recruit troops. And you see, it is clearly written on the recruiting order that we should go to Jinghu to gather within two days."

"Where is Mirror Lake?"

"It's not too far from here. Follow this small river for more than 50 kilometers to the north, and it's probably there."

"Then shall we go?"

"I don't want to go to war!"

"But...but this is an emergency call for the Saint Hilde family!"

"But it was not signed by the Duke himself."

"Isn't the Marquis of Charles the Duke of the North in the future?"

"That will have to wait until he actually inherits the title in the future... Besides, I don't want to die!"

"It doesn't have to be dead, maybe this is a good opportunity to make a fortune."

"Oh, idiot!"

"Who are you scolding!"

"I scold you for what!"

...

When Saru brought Marquis Charles' emergency summons back to the camp, the crowd immediately exploded.

Some agreed, some opposed, and there was a quarrel.

The reason for this situation is that this emergency call came from the Marquis of Charles, not his father, the Duke of Saint Hilde, the Lord of the North.

The title of Marquis of Charles St. Hilde is a virtual title, and there is no actual fief. It is just a confirmation of its first line of succession, which is somewhat similar to the crown prince in ancient China.

But although the prince's status is noble, he is not the emperor after all.

Therefore, if the Duke of St. Hilde issued an emergency call, then any northerners who received the order would not dare to resist.

However, if it was an emergency call-up order issued by the Marquis of Charles...

Just look at the fiery fox mercenary group that is now in a row to see its effectiveness.

"Enough! Shut up for me!" Saru roared irritably, stopping the quarrel among his subordinates.

Then he turned to look at Oliver and asked, "Does the Marquis of Charles have the power to issue an emergency call?"

"I remember that Marquis Charles should not have such power..." Oliver was a little uncertain, turning to Colin and asking for help, "Kane Knight, am I right?"

"According to the law, Marquis Charles does not have this power." Colin searched the memory in his mind, "However, there have been similar precedents in the history of the North."

Oliver's face, which had just improved, turned gloomy again.

He absolutely did not want the Firefox mercenary group to be urgently recruited at this time.

Without the escort of the mercenary group, his caravan became a lamb to be slaughtered, and it was impossible to reach the Falling Eagle City safely.

"Then, Captain Saru..." Oliver's tone was a bit difficult, "Are you ready to accept this summoning order?"

Saru's brows furrowed together, obviously he was also very dissatisfied with this emergency call-up order. After thinking for a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, Oliver's face was filled with joy, but the mercenary chiefs behind Saru immediately exploded.

"Lord Captain, you can't refuse Marquis Charles' call-up order like this!"

"Yeah! The Saint Hilde family won't let us go!"

"And the cavalry... I think they really dare to kill!"

Saru turned back suddenly, and glanced viciously at the noisy mercenaries behind him.

The scene fell silent again in an instant.

"Do you know, if we take this call to go to Jinghu, what will we be facing?"

After listening to Captain Saru's question, several mercenary leaders glanced at each other, and then replied: "It should be preparing to fight. Although it is dangerous, it is better than disobeying the orders of the Saint Hilde family."

"War?" Saru sneered, "We are going to die!"

"what?"

"Master Chief, why?"

"Doesn't it mean to die in a war? Besides, if we win, maybe we'll get some military exploits too..."

"You are dreaming!" Saru interrupted the delusions of his subordinates mercilessly, "Think about it again! Why did the army of Marquis Charles appear in Mirror Lake?"

The mercenaries looked at each other.

Colin's eyes flickered, as if he understood what Saru meant.

And Oliver shouted directly: "Yes! I also suspect that Marquis Charles may have retreated all the way to the mirror lake!"

"what?"

"how can that be?"

"How could the Marquis lose?"

...

The mercenaries expressed their disbelief.

No wonder they had such blind trust in the Marquis of Charles.

Because, in recent decades, trolls have been completely suppressed and beaten by the northern army.

Five years ago, even the troll court was forced to relocate north under the threat of the northern front, and a large area in the southern part of the sky ice field almost became a hunting ground for the northern army.

If it weren't for the harsh climate on the ice sheet, it was not suitable for planting crops or building manor castles, I am afraid that the territory of the north would extend further north.

Under such circumstances, no proud northerner would have imagined that the Saint Hilde family would be defeated.

But thinking about it carefully, Saru and Oliver's guesses are very reasonable.

In recent months, there has been no good news coming back from the frontline battlefield. Instead, several towns on the border have been breached one after another, and several families have lost their fiefs.

Originally, everyone thought it was just a troll dog jumping over the wall, sending a small group of troops to bypass the front line and enter the northern border to harass.

Although the private armies of several families were temporarily repelled, as long as the main army in the north led by Marquis Charles returned to help, they would be able to sweep away these invading troll armies and regain lost ground.

But now it looks like that might not be the case.

Because, the army of Marquis Charles has already appeared in Mirror Lake...

There is no longer a border, but a hinterland.

In the memory of this generation of northerners, trolls have never been able to penetrate this place.

Most of the mercenaries fell silent, obviously they were afraid.

But some people disagreed and said, "Even so, we can go to Mirror Lake to help Marquis Charles defeat the invading trolls..."

"Idiot!" Saru snarled sharply, "When the army is defeated, do you still want to try to turn the tide? Just us mercenaries who were urgently recruited?"

"It's not just us, the nearby mercenary groups must have received an emergency call-up order..."

"It's just a group of cannon fodder!" Saru knew very well what his subordinates were.

These guys can kill their own people by mistake when fighting thieves, and it's a bit of a compliment to say that they are a rabble.

Just like this, you still want to go to the battlefield to fight with the regular army?

Really looking for death!

Saru finally made up his mind, ignored the objections of his subordinates, turned around resolutely, and walked towards the cavalry of the Saint Hilde family.

Looking at the back of Saru leaving, everyone looked at each other with different expressions.

Colin also suddenly realized that his father, Baron Angele, had not written back for months.

This is obviously a bit unusual.

It seems that someone is deliberately blocking news from the front...

Could it be that the battle situation on the front line is really bad?

...

"Do you dare to refuse the summoning order of the Marquis?" I don't know what Saru said over there, the Saint Hilde family knight at the head suddenly shouted angrily.

"Lord Knight, I just want to know..."

"Enough! Refusing the emergency summons is treason!" The knight arrogantly interrupted Saru's defense and said to the Firefox mercenary group gathered in front of him, "Whoever kills this traitor will be promoted immediately. Centurion!"

"Wow—"

There was an uproar among the mercenaries.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation, some people sneered, but some people's eyes flickered.

"Lord Knight!" Without turning his head, Saru confidently handed his back to the people behind him, and continued: "I am in awe of the Saint Hilde family and respect the Marquis of Charles, but we also have the right to know ourselves What's going on in the place you're going to..."

Saru stopped abruptly after only half of his words.

Because, a long sword pierced his chest.

"Ho-ho--" Saru vomited blood and tried to turn his head away.

After seeing the face of the young man behind him, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell to the ground.

"Very good!" The knight on the horse nodded in satisfaction, looking at the young man holding the blood-stained sword, "Tell me your name."

"Dear knight, my name is Thrall."

"Saar? What is your relationship with this Saru?"

"He is my father, honorable knight."