The First Vampire

Chapter 682: 680 Arrival_1
 

“What are you here for?”

In the study, Marquis Klick cast a frosty gaze at the knight Norman, who was bowing to him.

The hostile reception clearly took Knight Norman by surprise, leaving him standing there dumbfounded.

Even the Marchioness was confused.

She knew that her husband did not like Norman – no normal man would like the illegitimate child of his wife and another man.

However, in the eyes of the Marchioness, under the current circumstances, her husband should cast aside his past prejudice and accept Norman.

After all, in this round of power reshuffle, Knight Norman was a rare and valuable card!

As long as they could control him, the Klick family was bound to gain significant benefits.

“I’m here to pay my respects to my father and mother…” Norman replied, forcing a smile.

Unfortunately, Marquis Klick continued to give him no respect.

“I am not your father!”

Norman’s face instantly turned crimson.

He thought he had been respectful enough to Marquis Klick. Yet, the latter failed to reciprocate, not even sparing him an iota of dignity!

If it had been in the past, Norman certainly would have meekly retreated without uttering a word of protest. But now… there was no way he was going swallow this insult!

He slowly rose from his seat, locking eyes with Marquis Klick, gritting his teeth and said:

“Fine, Marquis Klick. I will never forget today’s humiliation, nor your past prejudice!”

After saying that, Norman stormed out of the study, ignoring the Marchioness’s pleas for him to stay.

“What are you doing?” The Marchioness was furious, “Don’t you understand what Norman represents at this point?”

Marquis Klick stared coldly at his wife and replied dismissively:

“He’s nothing but a bastard. Do you seriously treat him as the crown prince?”

“Even if he is a bastard, he carries the noble bloodline of the Lorenzo family!” The Marchioness retorted.

Seeing her husband’s breath becoming heavier, the Marchioness quickly softened her tone, persuasively explaining: “You’re no child. Don’t you know that before personal interests, pride and face are all but laughable?

You agreed to let me become Reinhardt’s lover back then, why are you specifically against Norman now? His status is very useful to us under the current situation!

I have already contacted several nobles, they…”

“Read this first.” Marquis Klick interrupted his wife’s persuasion and handed over a letter.

“What’s this?”

“News from Dongquan Town.” Marquis Klick sneered, “You’ll know how ridiculous you were after reading it.”

The Marchioness had no choice but to suppress her dissatisfaction and open the letter.

“Prince Lexie died at the hands of the orcs? How is this possible?” Just a few lines in, the Marchioness exclaimed in shock. “Hasn’t the only Holy Field Skull-shatterer of the orcs already died? How could they have killed Prince Lexie? Was the attack on Dongquan Town not by a small group of orcs, but by the orc army?”

“Continue reading.” Marquis Klick responded indifferently.

The Marchioness could only lower her head and continue looking through the letter. However, her expression soon became even more colourful, and once she finished reading the entire letter, she was left utterly speechless.

But she quickly snapped back to reality, shaking her head repeatedly and exclaiming, “Impossible! This can’t be true! This is all false news…”

“False news?” Marquis Klick scoffed and pushed several other letters on the table towards his wife, “As the Minister of Military Affairs of the Empire, are you suggesting that I don’t know how to differentiate between true and false information?”

The Marchioness picked up the letters in front of her and realised that they all reported similar information. Therefore, unless Colin had the ability to fabricate false news across the entire Empire’s intelligence system, the news she had just read had to be true.

However, this truth was so hard for her to accept…

After a long while, the Marchioness finally began to speak in a lost and shattered tone:

“So… Prince Lexie didn’t die at the hands of the orcs, but… was killed by Colin Angler? But, how could Colin Angler… have become a Holy Knight…”

Leaning back in his chair, Marquis Klick exhaled deeply and said:

“Who knows? Maybe he’s the lost descendant of one of the Holy Knight families. But, all that is irrelevant now.

What matters is that the current Guardian of North Territory not only has both prestige and power, but also the influence that can affect more than half of the Empire. You really thought he would allow his student to be bullied as a helpless child?”

The Marchioness stood there in a daze, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and the wild ambition that had just risen in her heart dissipated like a faint smoke.

“So…when will Colin Angler arrive in Dragon City?”

“He should be arriving soon.” Marquis Klick warned in his tone, “So you stay at home and don’t meddle for these two days!”

“Okay…”

…

“Sir, why doesn’t Marquis Klick wish to support you?”

“How should I know!” Knight Norman rolled his eyes at his attendant and sulkily said, “That old fart, just because his wife was fooling around and he’s discontent at being cuckolded by the Emperor, he vents his anger on me.”

The attendant scratched his head: “Marquis Klick… doesn’t seem to be this irrational…”

“Then you go back and persuade him!” Knight Norman ill-temperedly said.

The attendant had no choice but to be silent.

The two of them left the Marquis’ house, and they hadn’t walked far when they heard a rapid thudding of horse hooves.

Feeling the vibration of the earth, Knight Norman turned his head, looking in the direction of the sound, and saw a cavalry squad appearing at the end of the street, galloping at a high speed towards them.

“Who are those people? How dare they gallop their horses near Phoenix Palace!”

“Looks like… the Blood Knight Army.”

“Blood Knight Army?”

Knight Norman squinted his eyes and couldn’t help but stop in his tracks, somewhat displeased, he said:

“Has the Blood Knight Army become so arrogant now!”

Having said that, he stood still in the middle of the road, arms folded, looking at the approaching Blood Knight Army squad.

“Move! Move!”

Hearing the sound of the horseman’s roar, Knight Norman remained steadfast.

The Blood Knight Army did not slow down, and it seemed they had already figured out that this young knight was intentionally causing trouble.

As the leading horsemen were about to collide with him, Knight Norman finally moved. He nimbly dodged the horse’s charge while drawing the sword at his waist, and thrust it directly towards the horse’s belly.

He shouted:

“Riding at full gallop is forbidden in front of the Phoenix Palace!”

However, before his sword could touch the horse’s belly, it was entangled with a whip.

Knight Norman tried to pull his hand back, but found he couldn’t move at all.

Seeing himself about to be dragged by the horse, Knight Norman had to let go.

But the powerful shock still made him stumble.

Knight Norman was embarrassed and immediately shouted angrily:

“Which knight family are you from?”

The Blood Knight Army squad didn’t bother to entangle with Knight Norman, instead, they swiftly dashed past him.

Knight Norman’s face turned red with anger, he shouted:@@novelbin@@

“You can’t get away with this! Even if Colin Angler were here, he wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Knight Norman saw a fierce glare cast from the cavalry squad.

The next moment, Knight Norman’s rant got stuck in his throat.

He felt as if he were witnessing a mountain crumble and magma erupt.

The apocalyptic scene, the irresistible pressures made Knight Norman become like a wooden puppet.

Until the Blood Knight Army squad completely disappeared from the sight, Knight Norman still couldn’t recover his senses.

His attendant carefully stepped forward, just about to speak, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of trickling liquid.

He looked down, only to see a pale yellow liquid trickling down Knight Norman’s leg and dripping onto the ground…