Chapter 398 Two Vampires

It's obviously the end of summer, but the temperature in the Holy Land can still reach terrifyingly high temperatures close to 40 degrees at the highest point of the day, and the scalding yellow sand can even fry food directly.

Andreas returned from outside the tent without shedding a drop of sweat.

He was even shivering slightly, as if he was still recovering from a serious illness, and his face was frighteningly white.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The secretary's face was full of worry: "Would you like to ask Father Matthew to come and have a look? He has been learning medical skills from Bishop Uldin."

Andreas is a very upright guard officer. During the few months he has been in charge of Alandre, he has arranged many trivial matters properly and has been unanimously recognized by the clergy of Alandre.

The clerk was genuinely worried.

Andreas waved his hand feebly: "I'm fine. You can leave with the documents to be approved first. I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, if you need anything, call the guards anytime."

"I will."

After watching the clerk and others leave, Andreas pulled off his sleeves and saw two deep blood holes on his arms that were particularly glaring, but the blood inside seemed to have solidified and had no intention of flowing out. .

He bandaged himself up with an expressionless expression. The process was a little absent-minded, but also seemed to have great restraint. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his rolled-up sleeves.

He looked at the shrine in the camp and silently made a cross on his chest: "Father in Heaven, I want to confess to you that I have sinned."

He clasped his hands together, put them to his mouth, and whispered a prayer.

He did not ask for forgiveness from his Heavenly Father, but he never thought of falling into darkness.

Even if it was doomed, he still wanted to try to struggle.

"It's useless. Since you have become a vampire, just embrace the blood."

A charming female voice sounded behind Andreas.

He suddenly turned around and saw a charming woman with wheat-colored skin and long brown hair. She was wearing a very revealing gauze skirt, and there was an aura about her that made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

That's the smell of blood.

But it's not new, it has a stale smell like when a room that has been dusty for many years comes to light again.

Andreas's pupils were rippled with blood.

"Who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, we're on our own. We met in Hebron."

The woman's movements were a little frivolous. She sat on a chair beside her and put her legs together on the table, exposing a large area of ​​smooth, delicate and slightly downy skin. She looked at Andreas. Envy is implicit in it.

No one knows better than her what Coors' first embrace means.

Andreas recalled for a while and found that this woman did look familiar.

The woman smiled and said: "Just call me Julia. I was the widow of Baron Henus and a vassal of the Marquis."

"However, that was all before. Now, as a vampire, I work for Lord Lothar and Lord Coors, and I am responsible for dealing with some dark side things that are not convenient for the adults to deal with."

Andreas frowned and said, "For example?"

"Listen to the corners of the wall and explore some secrets."

fine…

For a moment, Andreas worried that he had been serving a big devil.

Although even so, he still would not change his loyalty to Lothar.

But that would inevitably put him in deep pain.

Julia placed a glass wine bottle on the table: "By the way, Dame Stephanie, I was the one who killed her."

Andreas's eyes widened.

Seeing his disbelieving expression, Julia sneered: "I'm afraid you still don't know that it was Dame Stephanie who attacked our lord first, but it just failed. Don't you allow us to fight back?"

"Of course not."

Andreas stammered, "I just never understood any of this."

"Oh, you are still far from truly understanding adults, but you are lucky. From today on, you are qualified to have more contact with them."

A trace of intoxication and fear flashed through Julia's eyes. Every time she thought of the terrifying figure sitting on the lord's throne, with a dragon dancing behind her, she would feel a warm current flowing through her lower body.

It's a pity that the eyes the adults looked at me never showed appreciation.

"What on earth are you doing here?"

Andreas felt as if he had crossed a threshold and was about to learn more about the secrets of the adults. This made him look forward to it, but he also subconsciously felt a little resistance - if the adults were actually a man-eating demon, he should what to do?

Is he really going to fall into hell and become a minion of the devil?

"You have just been transformed into a vampire and need real human blood as nourishment."

Julia pointed to the wine bottle on the table: "Don't worry, the source of this bottle of blood is a desert bandit who has done many evil things, the knight named Ulm, who was arrested by your colleagues."

Andreas was immediately attracted by the wine bottle sealed with a cork and couldn't move his eyes away.

He swallowed with a grunt.

"I, I can't accept it."

"Tch, what are you pretending to be?"

Julia said angrily: "Now that you have chosen this path, do you think you still have room to regret it? Isn't it just drinking blood every few days? You can get a healthy body and a long life. This If you plant a good thing, even the king of a country will be tempted!"

Seeing that Andreas was still hesitant, Julia showed a smirk on her face. She popped the cork with her thumb, and the faint smell of blood immediately spread.

Andreas's eyes immediately turned red.

He tried hard to restrain himself and kept mumbling "Almighty Heavenly Father bless", "Saint Michael, St. Gabriel bless" and "Saint Mary bless", but when he came back to his senses, there was already something coming from his mouth. There was a strong smell of iron.

The empty bottle fell to the ground with a thud.

The unprecedented comfort made his whole body feel elated, as if every cell in his body was cheering for joy!

He looked at Julia opposite in astonishment. She was smiling happily at the moment: "While talking about Heavenly Father, he drank human blood. If Heavenly Father really has a spirit, I'm afraid he will be angry when he sees this scene." Let the thunder strike and kill you."

"How. How could it be?"

Andreas stared blankly at the broken wine bottle fragments on the ground.

Julia said with some pity and some ridicule: "Does anyone really think that they can restrain their biological instincts? There are some things that once you get involved in them, you will never be able to get rid of them in this life."

"How can a person who cannot withstand temptation dare to expect to have superhuman willpower?"

"It's ridiculous."

Andreas wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in despair: "I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, but from now on, we will be partners. I will still be responsible for the inner guard assigned to me by Lord Coors. This is a special team that specializes in espionage activities. I call him the 'Shadow of Darkness'. You If you need any information, please feel free to contact me."

Andreas said "Hmm" absently, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Julia had disappeared without a trace - although his potential was better than that of a local vampire like Julia. But this does not mean that he, a newbie, can now compete with Julia.

As a newborn among vampires.

He's not even close yet.

At this time.

There was a burst of noise outside, and the entire camp seemed to be boiling, with countless people shouting loudly.

"What's going on? Why is it so chaotic outside?"

He hurriedly walked out of the camp and asked hurriedly.

"I heard that the lord is back!"

The guard guarding the door was filled with joy: "Sir, do we want to go and greet you?"

Andreas was stunned for a while, perhaps because he had drank so much blood, his head was sober as never before. After hearing this, he shook his head and said: "No, give the order, everyone should stay in their camp peacefully, any No one is allowed to leave without permission.”

There must be no chaos in the camp with tens of thousands of people!

Whatever the reason!

…

After the order was passed on, there were a lot of complaints. The hard work in the past few days made these soldiers eagerly look forward to the arrival of a carnival. They did not necessarily want to see Lothar, but more of them were making use of the topic.

They really wanted a banquet with fine wine, delicious food, singing and dancing.

But there are also quite a few people, farmers and soldiers directly under Lothar who are really happy about this.

People at the bottom are not easy to fool. On the contrary, because they are always bullied, for those at the top, a trivial thing can be as big as a mountain, crushing them to death, so they are full of doubts about everything.

But seeing a life that is prosperous and full of hope cannot be faked.

There was more and more surplus grain in the warehouse. Even when the war broke out, Transjordan still followed the rules and only collected part of the grain tax that should be collected during the war. The originally tax-free part was still exempted.

This point is the most important.

Officials in Transjordan play by their rules.

They will not suddenly take away the grain that you have worked hard to grind into flour and bake into bread, and claim that it is a new tax levied by the lord, nor will they suddenly take away your daughter who is about to get married. , claiming that the lord has the right to the first night of all women in the territory.

"Long live Lord Lothar!"

"Welcome Master Lothar back to Hebron!"

The roadside was crowded with welcoming people. They waved their arms to Lothar enthusiastically. Some girls even held flowers picked in a hurry and rode on the back of "Eclipse", looking taller than ordinary people. Lothar intercepted and threw it away.

Jeanne raised her lips slightly and said to Lothar: "It is simply a grand triumph. Sir, if you put some red paint on your face and then drive the chariot, it will be even more lifelike."

"Not even close."

Lothar kept a straight face and tried to show his majesty.

He had obviously been away from the Holy Land for so long, so why was he more popular when he came back?

Lothar thought to himself that his subjects were probably really afraid that he would not come back after going to Constantinople. By then, whether it was conquered by pagans or replaced by a Christian lord, it would not matter. What they want to see.

Lothar accepted Andreas' suggestion and did not go to the military camp immediately. Instead, he walked around the city first to show his fellow citizens that he had returned, and then left the city from the other end and went to to the military camp.

Outside the huge camp, a dense crowd of nobles and knights greeted him.

Baron Argonne was dressed extremely coquettishly, his plate armor was decorated with flowers, and there were several peacock, swan, and goose feathers stuck on the crown of his helmet. If he were a young knight, he would probably have to wear a huge "flowers" "Knight" reputation.

After all, he is Lothar's most loyal vassal. He ordered a complete set of refined plate armor from Malus's blacksmith workshop at a preferential price. Even in the entire Holy Land, its exquisiteness is considered top-notch, not inferior to Raymond's. Same with Godfrey.

When he saw Lothar, he hurried forward immediately, then knelt on the ground with one knee and respectfully extended his hands to Lothar.

Lothar had no choice but to follow the custom, hand her hand to him, and let him kiss the personal ring on his finger that was used to stamp documents.