The First Vampire - Chapter 638

Chapter 638: 636 Block (Down) _1

“Your Majesty!”

The nobles, coming to their senses from the shock, bowed in salute one after another.

Colin hastily poured his will into Emperor Reinhardt’s body, but this control over the blood slave was inevitably somewhat unnatural.

Luckily, it was the middle of the night, which could help Colin conceal some imperfections in detail.

“You should not doubt Count Angler’s loyalty,” Emperor Reinhardt began, “And it was Queen Midela who conspired with Mr. Ji to sacrifice the Storm Fortress, not the St. Hilde family.”

With the Emperor’s personal admission, the nobles’ doubts about the North Territory dissipated greatly.

Count Nicoll felt that Emperor Reinhardt’s tone was a bit odd, but he didn’t think too deeply about it at the moment and asked,

“Your Majesty, so do you agree with the plan to sacrifice the Storm Fortress?”

“Absolutely not!” Emperor Reinhardt responded decisively, “How could I bear to let the Empire’s best Army and countless Westland citizens become sacrifices!

If we are to kill the Orc Emperor, we should do so on the battlefield, defeating him fair and square!

I believe every knight of the Empire would not reject such glory!”

These words brought the nobles great relief.

Colin took the opportunity to explain:

“Gentlemen, the reason why His Majesty feigned illness and didn’t appear before is due to the pressure from Queen Midela.

Because she had bewitched three holy knights to agree to this evil plan, His Majesty’s personal safety could not be guaranteed.”

Immediately after, Colin manipulated Emperor Reinhardt to speak again:

“That’s correct. And it is thanks to Count Angler persuading Prince Lexie to change his mind that I dare to reveal my true thoughts to you all, and I hope that everyone can join me in stabilising the situation in the Storm Fortress, and thwart the conspiracy of Mr. Ji and Queen Midela!”

Under the double act of Colin and Emperor Reinhardt, all the Empire’s nobles pledged their support.

Even those nobles who were originally bewitched by Queen Midela, supporting the sacrifice of the Storm Fortress, immediately changed their attitude when they saw the shift in sentiment.

Emperor Reinhardt nodded in satisfaction, and commanded:

“Excellent! If that’s the case, please go back and rally your armies, stabilise the morale of the people, and quickly calm the chaos within the Storm Fortress.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The nobles answered loudly, but as they turned to leave, they found that Duke St. Gregorian had appeared at the staircase entrance unexpectedly.

The crowd fell silent.

According to Colin and Emperor Reinhardt’s earlier statement, Prince Lexie had been successfully persuaded, and they could all see that he was fiercely fighting with Mr. Ji. However, Queen Midela had another Holy Knight on her side, Duke St. Gregorian!

At this moment, the solitary Duke blocking the staircase entrance made the assembled nobles hesitate to approach.

Colin was not overly concerned.

Because he knew that Duke St. Gregorian was seriously injured and didn’t have much combat power left. If it came to a real fight, even without deploying the Holy Warriors, Colin was confident that he could force him back with just a few sixth-order blood slaves.

So, he took a few steps forward and persuaded:

“Duke St. Gregorian, His Majesty has already decided to terminate the plan to sacrifice the Storm Fortress. Are you willing to realise your mistake and turn back?”

Duke St. Gregorian clenched his lips tightly. His hawkish eyes were as calm as water, but they seemed to reflect nothing.

Facing Colin’s question, Emperor Reinhardt’s glare, and the hostile gaze of the Empire’s nobles, she uttered a very harsh sentence:

“You cowards!

Back at the Sky Breaking Mountain Range, you ran away. Now at the Storm Fortress, you’re running away again!”

“It’s not about running away,” Colin explained, “We don’t want to adopt such evil means. Moreover, even if the Orc Emperor could be killed by the ‘Eyes of Judgement’, I fear that such a victory would not make any knight of the Empire proud.”

“I don’t need any damn pride,” Duke St. Gregorian replied coldly, “I just want Saruman dead!”

Looking at Duke St. Gregorian with some disappointment, Colin found it a great pity.

He had always admired the Empire’s only female Holy Knight, but unexpectedly, the loss of Westland had changed her demeanor. She was practically becoming a madwoman who is willing to sacrifice everything for revenge.

“I’m sorry, Duke St. Gregorian,” Colin said without backing down, “This is the will of his Majesty and all the Empire’s nobles, it won’t change just because of the thoughts of you alone.”

Duke St. Gregorian slowly drew out the long sword from her waist, her aura gradually becoming ferocious, she said narrowly:

“Colin, I’ve warned you before. If you dare to sabotage this sacrificial plan, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Colin smiled slightly and also drew out his sword, saying frankly:

“Duke St. Gregorian, I’m going to learn about your remarkable skills!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Colin’s divine power surged through his body, forming a golden crystalline barrier in front of him.

Bang!

Just then, Duke St. Gregorian’s attack arrived suddenly.

In an instant, numerous images flooded Colin’s mind. He seemed to see a gigantic meteorite crashing into the ground, with flames splattering in all directions.

However, he managed to block this attack from the Holy Knight.

Duke St. Gregorian was indeed severely injured.

Colin sighed with relief, and without calling out the Holy Warriors lying in wait close by, handled Duke St. Gregorian by himself.

The Empire’s nobles who watched the battle were already slack-jawed, obviously not expecting Colin to be able to deal with a Holy Knight’s attack on his own, even if it was an injured Holy Knight.

Seeing this, Count Nicoll immediately invited the Lords of the Eastern Territory to leave.

The other nobles also came to their senses, avoiding the two combatants and leaving the castle to contact their Armies.

Cling! Clang! Clang!

After a series of sword clashes, Colin and Duke St. Gregorian drew back from each other.

Colin now had over a dozen sword wounds on his body, but he didn’t care about them at all. Instead, he was filled with fighting spirit as he looked at Duke St. Gregorian across from him.

Duke St. Gregorian had held the upper hand in the recent exchange, but her condition had only deteriorated.

Numerous tiny bloodstains reappeared on her face, making her look like a delicate porcelain doll that might break at any touch.

“Duke St. Gregorian, with your serious injuries, why insist on feigning strength? Moreover, even if you defeat me, the situation at Storm Fortress has been taken back under control by his Majesty, and your sacrificial plan has failed.

If you really want revenge, you should join us in blocking the orc army in the Luwal Valley…”

“Don’t mention the Luwal Valley to me,” Duke St. Gregorian abruptly interrupted, “The North Territory is full of cowards who dare not face strong enemies head-on!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a blinding red light burst out from her body.

The next moment, a sharp harpy’s shriek echoed through the entire fortress.