Chapter 242, The Vampire Plan
Half a month has passed since Giovanni's incident.
From the initial loss of contact to the posting of a missing person notice, I only got some news from the Faceless Man's hut a few days ago.
Five scouts were arranged to investigate the undead territory in the intelligence. So many days have passed, but not only the intelligence has not been obtained, but the people have not returned.
This has almost exhausted the Red Duke's patience.
"My lord, father-in-law, there must be something wrong. I will immediately send more people to gather information." The vampire in charge of the intelligence immediately panicked.
"Hmph! You should reflect on it." The Red Duke snorted coldly and said to the door: "Someone, send him to the dungeon and reflect on it."
"Your Majesty Duke, give me another chance. I will definitely not make a mistake this time. I will never make a mistake again."
As the blood clan begged loudly for mercy, two blood servants walked in.
The silver hook in his hand pierced his collarbone directly and dragged him towards the dungeon.
The dungeon is where prisoners who made mistakes from the Vampire Clan are imprisoned.
The silver iron hook prevented the vampire's wounds from healing. He would feel the piercing pain and the blood flowing continuously in the dungeon until the Red Duke remembered one day that such a person was still imprisoned in the dungeon.
The wails of the vampires became farther and farther away, and the hall fell into a deathly silence.
Only the smell of blood in the air made the other vampires present swallow and spit, their eyes glowing red.
"Tell me, what should we do next? You shouldn't be as useless as him, right?" The Red Duke glanced at everyone again.
The Vampires are also a race that is wary of beings.
Once there is any movement, it will immediately attract the attention of the surrounding life forces.
Therefore, he needs information on how many people are needed to eliminate the undead and bring back the book of the ancestor of the blood clan.
By the way, I wanted to avenge my nephew.
Upon hearing the Red Duke's question, all the vampires fell silent, some unwilling to take on this job.
"Your Excellency, I have some good scouts under my command. Why don't you let me do it? I will definitely bring the information back to you." A vampire said.
Still want to settle down.
The Red Duke glanced at this man and did not agree to him.
The undead were already on guard, and re-arrangement and exclusion would have little effect.
It is very possible that the other party has prepared a trap and is waiting for you to arrange more people to die.
"Is there any other way?" Red Duke continued to ask.
There was a little silence.
At this time, a tall and thin man stood up, saluted slightly and said: "Your Majesty the Duke."
"Well? Fielding, what do you want to say?" The Red Duke looked at the tall and thin man and raised his brows slightly.
Fielding plays the role of the official businessman in the vampire clan.
Responsible for the purchase and sale of goods in the general's territory, he has a certain status in the vampire clan.
Moreover, the Red Duke would not leave some troublesome things to him.
"Your Majesty the Duke, I feel that the other party has already noticed it. If you continue to arrange the wait, I'm afraid it won't have much effect." Fielding said softly.
The Red Duke nodded, thinking the same thing.
"Well, if you have any better ideas, just tell me."
Since the other party is speaking now, he already has other ideas.
And it is more secure than installing the exclusion period.
"Ahem!" Fielding coughed lightly, looked at the Red Duke seriously, and said, "Your Majesty, Duke, have you ever considered incorporating Pruul City into the jurisdiction of the Vampire Clan?"
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the whole place instantly became noisy, and even the Red Duke on the throne frowned.
Fielding should know what this sentence means.
Once word spreads, it may cause a war between the human race and the vampire race.
"Tell me what you think." The Red Duke said directly without expressing his position.
Fielding smiled slightly and said: "Your Excellency, the Lord of Pruul City, 'Cyril', had some contact with me not long ago."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" The Red Duke became interested, and so did the others.
"Yes, Cyril has a son who suffered some injuries in the past two years and has not recovered yet. He is afraid that he will not survive for long. And Cyril has been looking for a way to treat his son in the past two years." Fei. Erdin said this and did not continue.
But everyone present understood what Fielding meant.
A father who has been searching for a treatment for two years, as to why he is connected with Fielding, should also be his son's business.
"What does this have to do with the undead?" Red Duke continued to ask.
"Sir, the territory of the undead is to the north of Purul City. If you can control Purul City, not only can you better find out the news about the undead, even if there is a war, Purul City can send troops very well, instead of Moonlight Highlands," Fielding continued to explain.
The Red Duke tilted his chin and fell into thought.
This step of contacting Purul City carries great risks.
If it succeeds, the Vampires will have huge benefits. If it fails or the information is leaked, it may trigger a war between the two races again.
But..., it's worth a try.
"Fielding." The Red Duke called softly.
"Your Majesty the Duke."
"Leave this matter to you. If the negotiation fails, kill that Cyril and don't reveal this matter." The Red Duke said seriously.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke."
The Red Duke continued to look at the people below and reminded him in a cold voice, "Who dares to tell anyone about this? You know the consequences."
"Yes! We know."
……
The next day, early morning.
Fang Hao woke up from his sleep, and the golden light shone in from the window, which was a bit dazzling.
He sat up from the bed and stretched.
The weather is quite good today.
I got out of bed, washed myself briefly, and then walked downstairs.
Yi'er was preparing breakfast. When she saw Fang Hao, she said hello: "Master, why don't you sleep a little longer."
"I've got enough sleep, so I got up."
"By the way, Master, Bachelor Nelson brought a skeleton hero this morning and is waiting for you at the entrance of the Organ Museum." Yi'er said.
"Nelson is out?"
"Bachelor Nelson asked me to explain it, and then he went back to work." Yi'er continued.
"Oh, I'll go take a look."
Walking out of the Lord's Mansion, he walked straight towards the Organ Museum.
In front of the entrance of the Organ Museum, stood an orc skeleton hero.
The hero has a thick frame. Even if it is made into a skeleton, it still looks like a strong giant bear.
As he got closer, he also saw the name of the skeleton hero.
[Skull Crushing (Purple Level 9 Hero.)]
It seems that the first one Nelson made was Thrall, the warchief of the Coldwind Mountains.
Now we can only call him skull-crushing.
"I have met the lord." Broken Skull knelt on one knee and lowered his head.
"Well, you are welcome to join Shattered Skull." Fang Hao helped Shattered Skull up.
"Thank you, sir."
"Well, you go to the warehouse to retrieve your equipment first. I will take you to the Cold Wind Mountains later, and then you will manage it on my behalf."
"It's my lord."
It's a little late today. I went to the eye hospital and just came back.
(End of chapter)