The First Vampire

Chapter 114: 114 Awakening_l

Translator: 549690339

“Thud, thud, thud.”

Colin opened the door to find a guard from the St. Hilde family standing outside.

Upon seeing Colin, he immediately reported in a loud voice, “Sir, the Royal Palace is now under the control of the Silver Moon Guards. They won’t let us leave.”

As expected.

Colin was not surprised.

The Modewen family would indeed want to contain the news now to allow enough time for a response.

Seeing that Colin hadn’t spoken, a bloodthirsty fierceness appeared in the guard’s eyes. He growled, “Sir, shall we fight our way out?”

“How many of you are there? Can you break out of Silver Moon City?”

“We can try. Death will not halt our advance!”

The guard’s loyalty and bravery amazed Colin, but he still shook his head and said:

“No, don’t make reckless sacrifices. You’re more useful staying here. I’ll figure out a way to get the message out; you just hold this place.”

“Yes, sir.”

“By the way, has Knight Teld not woken up yet?”

The guard was about to shake his head when someone behind him reported, “Sir, Knight Teld is here.”

Colin nodded, indicating the guard to step down.

“Viscount, what exactly happened?” Knight Teld rushed over, unsteady on his feet, looking pale.

Colin broke out in cold anger, “What happened, don’t you remember?”

“I… I only remember something wrong with the tea, then I passed out.” Knight Teld humbly lowered his head in shame.

“Alright then, let me tell you what happened!” Colin’s eyes turned red in an instant, seemingly struggling to suppress his inner rage, “Miss Vera was killed by Topaz!”

“What?!” Knight Teld suddenly looked up, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Colin.

However, Colin’s solemn and grief-stricken expression told him all of it was true.

Only then did he realize why every St. Hilde family guard he passed had such a look on their faces.

No wonder the atmosphere in the Royal Palace was extraordinarily tense and somber.

No wonder the Silver Moon Guards around him were so wary.

“Vera… Miss… she…” In an instant, Knight Teld felt as though the sky had collapsed.

Colin carefully observed Knight Teld’s expression, judging whether the shock was genuine or not.

It seemed that this St. Hilde family knight was truly stunned.

Colin had previously suspected that Knight Teld might be Duke St. Hilde’s “backup assassin”.

If Queen Isa’s assassination failed, this knight could serve as a double insurance.

But now it seemed to be not the case.

Upon reflection, Knight Teld could not have been the killer of Vera.

Because if Vera died at the hands of Knight Teld, Marquis Garcia would immediately rebel and lead the Dark Cavalry to storm Winterfell City.

Therefore, Duke St. Hilde certainly would not be so foolish.

On the contrary, Queen Isa was an excellent scapegoat.

A crazed Marquis Garcia, even without Duke St. Hilde’s command, would immediately lead the Dark Cavalry to storm Silver Moon City.

“Then I’ll kill Topaz!” Knight Teld roared. “Topaz is already dead.”

“Then I’ll exterminate the Miller family!”

Looking at the fiercely murderous knight in front of him, Colin felt a headache coming on. Do you not even plan before you bluff?

“How are you going to kill them? With our small number of people, I doubt we can even break out of the Royal Palace.”

“To fight for oaths and die for honor, this is my creed as a knight!”

Colin felt an even bigger headache and could only try to persuade him in a different way:

“I know you’re not afraid of death, but you shouldn’t die in vain! Besides, just the Miller family won’t be enough. I want the Modewen family, even all the Half-Elf nobles to accompany Miss Vera in her burial!

So you must be patient and wait for the moment when the North Territory

Army arrives!”

“So do we just do nothing now?”

“No, I want you to stay here to guard against the Modewen family’s desperate moves. We can afford to die, but we cannot allow them to desecrate Miss Vera’s remains!”

Knight Teld finally calmed down, seeming to accept Colin’s reason.

After sending the stubborn knight away, Colin returned to the room.

As soon as he closed the door and took a breath, he found a beautiful young girl standing in front of him, staring curiously at him:

“Colin, what are you doing?”

“Shush!” Colin rushed up to cover Vera’s mouth. “Speak quietly.”

Vera was startled by Colin’s action but didn’t dodge it.

Although she was somewhat baffled, she nodded obediently, demonstrating her trust in Colin.

Only then did Colin release his hand and looked at Vera, who blushed slightly: “If you have any questions, fire away.”

“So many questions.

What exactly happened in Queen Isa’s bedchamber?

Why did I wake up in your room?

Why am I covered in blood?

And, what’s with the coffin?”

“Don’t worry, one question at a time.” Colin took Vera’s hand and seated her at the round table.

Then, he recited the “testimony” he and Queen Isa concocted to Vera.

In short, they put all the blame on Topaz.

As to why Topaz wanted to assassinate Vera, maybe he was just crazy.

This explanation was naturally far from reasonable.

Had Prince Topaz not stormed out of the bedchamber, drawing his sword to chase the queen in front of everyone, perhaps no one would have believed it.

However, because of that, the explanation managed to slide by.

Additionally, Topaz had died.

He could no longer defend himself.

“So, what I need to do now is to continue playing dead?” Vera seemed to have bought Colin’s story.

“Yes. You must play dead until the Northern Army arrives at Silver Moon City.”

“Alright.” Vera obediently nodded her head, then looked at her bloody clothes slightly dejected, “So, I can’t change my clothes either?”

“No.” Colin said decisively, but on seeing the young girl’s watery eyes, he made a concession, “Of course, you can take a bath and change your undergarments.” “Good!” Vera finally smiled.

Then, she pointed at the coffin in the room and asked, “Is that coffin prepared for me?”

“Yes.”

“Do I have to sleep in it tonight?” Vera showed a somewhat fearful expression.

Colin waved his hand immediately: “No, you sleep on the bed tonight, and I will sleep in the coffin.”

At this point, Colin suddenly realized

A vampire sleeping in a coffin fits the role perfectly, doesn’t it?

Maybe he should try sleeping in the coffin and see if there’s any new discovery…

While Colin was lost in thought, Vera turned shy, lowered her head, and said in a mosquito-like voice:

“Why do you have to sleep in the coffin? Isn’t it okay to sleep on the bed?” Colin’s eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: “Sure! Let’s share the bed!”

The idea of trying to sleep in a coffin for experimentation was immediately thrown out the window.

How could a coffin compare to a pretty girl’s scent?

“It’s getting late, should we rest early?”

“I still need to take a bath.” “Let’s bathe together.”

“Hmph!”