The First Vampire

Chapter 624: 622 Winding Mountain Path (Part II)_1
 

“What is the method?”

Even though Colin was reluctant to interact with this woman, he had no choice but to patiently ask at this point.

Queen Midela smiled mysteriously, but didn’t answer his question, she instead countered:

“I certainly have ways to make Marquis Garcia abandon his suicidal intent, but, have you ever considered the consequences of this?”

Colin furrowed his eyebrows, instantly understanding Queen Midela’s meaning.

If there was no Marquis Garcia to assassinate Emperor Reinhardt, then how could they withdraw the Imperial Allied Army that has gathered at the Storm Fortress back to the Luwal Valley?

Emperor Reinhardt would never agree to retreat.

Thus, someone must remove this obstacle…

Colin narrowed his eyes as he looked at the enticing face of Queen Midela, which was so close at hand.

Could it be that this woman is planning to trick him into assassinating Emperor Reinhardt?

Colin, however, wouldn’t be fooled easily, so he bluntly replied:

“Your majesty, forgive me, but, I find it really hard to believe that you can persuade Marquis Garcia, especially since he seems to want to die…”

“You still don’t believe me.” Queen Midela lamented, leaning slightly closer to him.

Regrettably, Colin was like a dead piece of wood, completely unfazed.

A man always has stronger resistance towards a woman who’s already in his grasp.

Seeing her approach had no effect on Colin, Queen Midela secretly gnashed her teeth, but just sighed and said:

“In that case, I’ll just prove it with facts.”

After she finished speaking, Queen Midela turned and walked away.

This surprised Colin somewhat.

Watching the elegant Queen Midela walking away, a hint of excitement stirred within him—

Could it be that this woman actually has the ability to persuade Marquis Garcia?

Seeing that Queen Midela really went into Marquis Garcia’s tent, Colin watched her with mixed emotions, hoping she would succeed.

Meanwhile, he continuously speculated about what kind of assurance Queen Midela had to convince a knight who wanted to die to regain the will to live.

Time slowly passed, and Colin became increasingly anxious.

Just when he was guessing whether Queen Midela was bluffing, Marquis Garcia emerged from his tent.

He directly walked towards Colin, with Queen Midela trailing him.

Colin could feel his heartbeat accelerating, especially after seeing Queen Midela slightly raise her chin, giving him a triumphant look.

Could it be that this woman was truly successful?

“My Lord Marquis…” Colin stared at Marquis Garcia who was walking over and found that the latter’s expression seemed to have changed a bit.

At least, it was no longer filled with such a strong deathly aura as before.

“I’ve decided not to go to the Storm Fortress.” Marquis Garcia said softly, standing in front of Colin.

Colin’s eyes brightened, and he suppressed his inner surprise and confusion, nodding repeatedly and saying:

“That’s best! His Majesty currently misunderstands you, so, it’s best for you to not travel to the Storm Fortress for now. After this war ends, I will definitely help clear your name, ensuring everyone knows that everything you did was for the sake of victory!”

Marquis Garcia smiled faintly, not picking up where Colin left off, seemingly indifferent about whether his name could be cleared.

He glanced at a few Royal Knights not far away and said softly:

“Some people would definitely not agree with me not going to the Storm Fortress, so, I need your help…”

“That’s easy!” Colin agreed readily.

Immediately, he strode towards the direction of the Royal Knights.

Knight Erich, who had been staring at Marquis Garcia, noticed Colin’s approach and instantly stood up, slightly bending over to greet:

“Count Angler, is there anything I can assist you with?”

“Knight Erich.” Colin’s face bore an innocuous smile, but what he said next hit like a bolt from the blue, “Marquis Garcia has decided against going to the Storm Fortress, so, please forgive him.”

Knight Erich’s face changes color, his right hand immediately hovering over the sword at his waist, he gravely asks:

“Count Angler, what are you implying?”

“Exactly what you think.” Colin answered serenely yet firmly.

Meanwhile, the accompanying Blood Shadow Guards had already silently closed in.

A cold shiver ran down Knight Erich’s spine, but he tried his best to dissuade Colin one last time:

“Count Angler, it is His Majesty’s decree to take Marquis Garcia to Storm Fortress. You wouldn’t dare to resist him, would you?”

Colin smiled slightly, firmly declaring:

“Indeed.”

Knight Erich’s face hardened, he immediately rushed towards Colin.

He knew, his one and only chance lies in controlling Colin before the Blood Knight Army surrounds him.

As the captain of the Imperial Forest Guard, Erich being a sixth rank Knight had enough confidence in his skills.

Although he had heard that this humble born Count Angler had an exceptionally extraordinary talent in the way of the Knight, he believed that no matter how talented a person was, they were still too young at his age….

Clang!

The two swords clashed, the afterwave spreading out in all directions.

Horrified, Knight Erich who bore witness to Colin’s ability to parry his attack, couldn’t help but exclaim out loud:

“You are also a sixth-rank!”

Colin sniffed contemptuously:

“Just a sixth rank, I have plenty here.”

Knight Erich was taken aback, to him, although a sixth-rank knight was not as rare as a Holy Knight, it was definitely considered a rare species. The entire Bright Empire probably had only ten or so, all of whom were influential individuals.

However, Knight Erich soon realised that Colin was not bluffing.

Because, he already felt two strong presences closing in from behind him, both were sixth-rank!

Startled to his core, Knight Erich had no choice but to drop his sword and admit defeat:

“I surrender.”

Seeing Knight Erich surrenders, the remaining Royal Knights also promptly dropped their weapons.

Colin nodded approvingly, ordering his Blood Slaves to temporarily detain these men, then turned to Marquis Garcia.

Queen Midela clearly did not expect Colin to subdue the Royal Knights so easily. Her eyes kept wandering over the Blood Shadow Guards that Colin brought, seemingly curious to see who these people were underneath their armors.

“Count Angler, your guards are rather impressive!”

Colin smiled politely, clearly unwilling to engage in Queen Midela’s conversation. Instead, he turned to Marquis Garcia and said:

“Marquis, you can return to the Luwal Valley at ease. After I have taken care of Storm Fortress, I will come to meet you.”

However, Marquis Garcia shook his head slowly:

“I won’t go to the Luwal Valley.”

Colin asked quizzically, “Then where are you going?”

“I plan to return to Dragon City. I’ll leave the Orc War to you. I’ve done all I could. Staying on the battlefield may only get in the way.”

Colin furrowed his brow.

He noticed that, while Marquis Garcia was answering him, he was looking at Queen Midela, as if his reply was intended for her.

Although Colin was filled with doubts, he had no choice but to bury them in his heart and said:

“Alright, Marquis, you wait in Dragon City for the news of our victory.”

Marquis Garcia nodded, slapped Colin’s shoulder, then mounted a war horse, and headed east alone.

Not long after, he was completely swallowed up by the gloomy night.

At this time, Queen Midela’s voice once again reached Colin’s ears:

“Count Angler, can we now discuss the plans for Storm Fortress?”