Chapter 3 Departure

[The lord enjoys the right to accept the support of the people, but at the same time, he must also bear the obligation to protect the people from all evil people.]

In this world full of crisis, although humans occupy the richest land in the middle of this continent, they are also under the gaze of the alien races around them.

Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the Guanghui Empire, a [Lord's Law] was established, which clarified the rights and obligations of the lord.

According to this law, nobles who lost their territory will be deprived of their title.

The Knight of Carter is the victim of this law.

Their family's title was deprived of its territory because it was broken by trolls.

So Carter became a wandering knight.

Losing the support of the territory, the knight lived in a miserable place, and he could hardly even get the money to maintain his armor and weapons.

Fortunately, the Baron Angrey took him in.

Carter also offered his loyalty to the Angrey family.

But obviously, this loyalty has not stood the test.

Because just now, Knight Carter personally inserted the dagger into the chest of the son of Baron Angeles.

I also fucked twice.

Carter looked at Colin's body, guilt flashed through his eyes, but soon became firm again.

Thinking of the man's promise to him, Carter felt that his dream of reviving his family was just around the corner.

However, just as Carter stood up from the bed and was about to leave quietly, his steps suddenly stopped.

Suddenly turning around, Carter saw only a cold light coming towards him!

"Chew!"

A severe pain came from Carter's chest, making him scream in a low voice.

But physical pain could not hide the fear in the soul - the death of Colin, who was supposed to be dead, actually lived again!

Is he a devil?

In anger and horror, Carter subconsciously picked up the dagger that had not been put away in his hand and stabbed it forward.

"ah!"

A muffled groan came from the opposite side, and then Colin gritted his teeth and laughed: "It hurts very much? You bastard, you poked me twice! Oh, no, it was three times!"

"You...you..." Carter only felt the strength in his body quickly withdraw, and his consciousness began to blur.

"Say! Who sent you?"

But before Colin could ask anything, Carter's body gradually softened, and blood could not stop flowing out of his mouth.

Colin leaned closer and heard the other party's dying voice: "Monster...monster..."

Is this dead?

It's too indifferent!

Collin looked at Carter who had completely lost his voice and suddenly felt a little regretful - he should avoid the other party's key points.

Now, the only clue is broken again.

Looking at the bloody corpse in front of him, Colin gasped for a few moments, but was not panicked.

First of all, he is considered self-defense and has no psychological burden.

Secondly, this is actually not the first time he has killed someone.

Of course, the "he" here refers to the former owner of the body that Colin now occupies.

Colin was a law-abiding citizen in his previous life. He never fought much, let alone killing people, but the owner of this body had been on the battlefield. There were many scenes in his memory that were hundreds of times more bloody and terrifying than everything in front of him.

Therefore, after the memory is fusion, the things in front of Colin can only be considered small scenes.

Pooh, the candle on the desk was lit.

Colin spread the roll of parchment again, recording:

【Attacking the heart, the throat is no longer a fatal injury.】

Thinking of the legend that the vampire seemed to be afraid of silver weapons, he added:

[Ordinary weapons only, silver weapons to be tested...]

Having written this, Colin was a little worried - how to test this?

You can't stab yourself with a silver weapon, right?

What if you really stab to death?

However, Colin immediately realized that which guy with a normal mind would use silver to build weapons?

Therefore, unless he deliberately exposes his weakness, no one will specially create silver weapons to deal with him.

So he stopped worrying about this.

Putting down the quill, Colin picked up the wine glass on the table and came back to the body of the Knight Carter again.

"puff!"

The dagger on the chest of the corpse was pulled out and blood gushed out.

Colin looked calm and placed the wine glass under the wound.

The swaying candlelight reflected Colin's pale face, and the smell of blood filled the air made it look particularly weird and terrifying in this dim night.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

Take a sip.

Very sweet.

Colin smacked his lips, still feeling unsatisfied.

Then he closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body carefully - it seemed that he was no different from his reaction after drinking deer blood.

In addition to the body, there are also signs of slight fever.

Colin thought it was a sequelae of the fierce fight just now, so he didn't care too much.

Let's drink animal blood in the future.

Colin still has some psychological disorders about drinking human blood. Since there is no additional benefit, there is no need for him to feel uncomfortable.

Putting down the blood-stained wine glass, Colin looked at the corpse in front of him and began to worry.

Although he had already dealt with the murderer who attempted to assassinate him, Collin also knew that the Knight Carter was just a pawn, and there must be someone else who really killed him.

The reason is simple: if Carter kills him, he will not get any benefits except being chased by the Angre family to the ends of the world.

Moreover, there is no personal grudge between him and Carter.

Therefore, someone must have paid a big price to bribe Carter to assassinate.

So who would this person be?

Colin searched through his memory, but did not lock in any suspicious characters.

There is no way, there are too few clues.

This feeling of being in the dark is in the dark and I am in the light makes Collin feel particularly uncomfortable.

Moreover, since this person can bribe Carter, he may also bribe others.

Imon, the housekeeper, participated in this matter?

What about others?

Thinking of this, Colin suddenly felt that the current grey castle was very dangerous.

Especially when the Baron Angrey went out to war.

He didn't want to deal with rounds of assassination, after all, he couldn't be sure whether he really couldn't be killed.

Although his current body does not seem to have any fatal vitals, if someone cuts his head off, he is very doubtful whether he can grow another head...

Moreover, even if he really is not dead, if this secret is leaked, his situation may be very unfathomable.

So, looking at the row of swaying candles on the desk, Colin gradually made up his mind...

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The two or three hours before sunrise are the most peaceful time for people to sleep.

Even the guards on duty began to doze off now.

However, they were quickly awakened by a scream: "Fire! Fire!"

The gray castle in the dark became lively in an instant, and the busy servants and guards rushed to Colin's bedroom with buckets, trying to put out the surging fire.

At the same time, Colin himself quietly jumped down from the window on the other side of the gray castle, rolled on the spot, and then hurried to the distance under the cover of night.

Suddenly, Colin suddenly stopped and held the hilt of the sword around his waist with his right hand.

Amid a rustling sound, a kitten emerged from the bushes in front of Colin.

"Meow--" The kitten seemed to recognize the stupid human who had just been defeated by him during the day and suddenly became arrogant.

Colin breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the back of the kitten's neck and carried it in front of him, and smiled and said, "Ha, since you have discovered it, then you can follow me."

"Meow--"

"Well, just right, you can be a mobile blood bag."

"Meow?"
Chapter completed!