"Roger!"

The young man waved through the window. He was happier than the sorcerer beside him. He said with a teasing look: "Ha, you said you were going to find a friend, but he disappeared all day. Melige and I bet you must have gone to the brothel, ah..."

When he heard the word brothel, the sorcerer called Melisco, raised his hand to cast a spell.

A whirlwind rolled up the young man, threw it directly from the third floor, and fell to the feet of Rennes and the other two. With a bang, the dog chewed the mud.

"Yask."

Roger called out the other party's name and touched his chin and looked down at him, "This is what you asked for."

Yask got up from the ground in a mess, patted the soil on his body, and said distressedly: "The new clothes I just bought were customized from the top tailor in the city at a great cost, and it only took half a day to wear them."

He looked up at the window, "Melige, you're so cruel."

"whee……"

The sorcerer above covered his mouth and laughed twice, which was crisp and pleasant, with a bit of silly feeling.

Renn observed Yask with the Eye of the Soul.

He has an outstanding appearance, delicate and handsome facial features, a bit unruly in his elegant temperament, his eyes seem to be able to speak, and he has two small beards, full of masculine charm. If he hadn't had pointed ears, he would definitely mistakenly think that he was an elf.

Yask's custom-made clothes are so gorgeous that they are a bit exaggerated that ordinary people can't control, but they are very comfortable to wear on him, without any vulgarity, but instead highlighting a unique dressing style.

With his appearance and a few sweet words, he could seduce countless women to climb onto his bed.

Moreover, Yask is not a false appearance, and his strength is quite good.

He is a high-level herder. Judging from the elements in his soul, his attack ability is relatively mediocre, but he is very outstanding in assisting and healing, and is proficient in many plant-based spells.

The Muzhiren is a relatively rare spell caster, and it is even rarer to be able to practice to the higher level.

This is the first time that Renn has met someone who can compete with him in terms of appearance. Of course, it is just a qualification to compare. Renn believes that he is more handsome.

If it is better than strength, Yask will be far behind

At this time, the figure of the sorcerer turned into a breeze and disappeared, and then it moved from the third floor to the courtyard in a blink of an eye, and waved his hand to close the door behind Renne.

"Welcome to my house as a guest. Roger, don't you introduce it?" she said generously.

"Yes." Roger, who had a cold expression on weekdays, his eyes became particularly gentle.

He nodded, pointed at Rennes and the others, and said simply: "This is Rennes, I told you before. And Yisu, he is Rennes' friend, and now he is my friend. Yisu is a shadow assassin and will also participate in the hunting plan."

As soon as Roger finished speaking, a scream rang out:

"Ren Augustus!"

Yask looked surprised and stared at Renne tightly, as if he was looking at a rare treasure, and shouted in disbelief: "You are Count Glamorgan, Wizelan's youngest speaker, the imperial hero who saved the floating city?"

His expression was very fanatical and he almost rushed up.

Renn's scalp was a little numb, and he suddenly remembered the scene of the crazy star-chasing group in his previous life meeting his idol. He quickly took a step back without hesitation.

Yask seemed to have held Renne's hand enthusiastically without realizing it.

He said expectantly: "Your Earl, I am a bard named Yask. I have admired you for a long time. I have written more than a dozen poems and three songs for you. You must appreciate it."

Yask took out a booklet from his arms, opened it quickly and began to recite.

"A hero stands in my heart,

His strong will, fearless of evil and challenges, defends the city of the sky,

The world rotates for him,

He is the barrier after the natural disaster…” The bard recited with emotion, his tone echoing in the small courtyard.

Roger and Meligo held back their smiles, and Yisu also looked strange.

Rennes was amused and crying. He had never seen this scene in his two lives. Someone actually wrote a poem for himself and read it in public.

This is simply a public execution!

If it is a love poem written by a woman, it is acceptable.

The man was too embarrassed, but Yask himself didn't think so. While chanting poetry, he was immersed in it with rich body language, which was a bit contagious, which made Rennes feel embarrassed to interrupt.

Fortunately, this poem is not long, only a few dozen lines, and it was finished quickly.

"There is another poem that is also very good. Please listen to it..."

Yask turned a page and continued to recite. Renn quickly stopped him, "Mr. Yask, thank you for your poems written for me. Let's be here today. There are many opportunities to perform in the future."

"Okay, yourselves, that's it." Yask was a little unwilling and muttered: "In addition to poetry, the music I created is also excellent. You must like it when playing and singing with the Lute zither."

Renn smiled and nodded slightly.

Damn, I have to avoid this guy in the future and never give any chance to recite poems.

"Hellother Earl, and Mr. Yisu, come in quickly." As the hostess, Melige greeted everyone into the warm living room.

Roger is obviously familiar with this place.

He untied the two swords behind him and placed them beside him, lying half on the sofa, relaxing as if he was back home.

Meligo lightly tapped his hands, and a fluctuation of soul power was heard. A pot of hot tea flew out of the kitchen, as if he was carrying it invisible, pouring a cup for everyone.

"Please enjoy it. This is the rose tea cultivated by me by novices. Don't dislike me, the two distinguished guests." While hosting guests, Melige sat naturally beside Roger, not shy away from their intimate relationship at all.

Her eyes were mainly on Rennes, looking forward to his reaction.

Renne didn't know how to taste tea, and it was only half a year since he became a nobleman. He tasted it, smacked his lips, and could only pretend to nod and perfunctorily: "Good tea..."

Melige kept smiling, very sensible and did not ask what was the good news.

On the contrary, Yisu had some tricks and had a look of enjoyment after drinking it.

"Tsk tsk, Melige, I have known you for so many years, and finally I am willing to take it out. This tea..." Yask was about to publish a long speech, but Melige glared at me, immediately shrank his neck and whispered twice.

Renn looked at the witch hunter, "Master Roger, now you can talk about your plans."

"good."

Roger sat up straight and said with a serious expression: "Our target is a vampire Earl, whose name is Arretin, who has been operating in Jupiler Mountain for many years. On the surface, he is a winemaker. There is a famous wine estate in the suburbs of the south of the city called White Crow Winery."

Meligo and Yask both changed their faces slightly, and it was the first time they learned about the identity of the target.

"Mr. Arretin is a vampire?" Meligo couldn't believe it. "I have been to White Crow Winery, where the red wine produced is of high quality. It is one of the top red wines in the Principal of Hohaben. It is famous. I have also contacted Arretin two or three times."

"Yes." Roger nodded with certainty.

"Fifteen years ago, I followed a mid-level vampire for three months, and finally found White Crow Winery and confirmed Arretin's true identity. I would never make a mistake."

"Most of the winery are ordinary people, and only a small number of senior managers are vampires."

"They are all vampires under Arretin's control. They are usually very careful to hide their identities. It is normal for you to run a winery like a real winemaker."

Melige's face suddenly became clear as he listened to Roger's words.

Isu asked, "Then what should we do?"

Roger took out a map from his waist bag, spread it on the table, and said, "There are many wine cellars underground in the winery. As a surface cover, Arretin dug a large cave deeper into it as his nest. I took advantage of Arretin's departure and sneaked in and explored a few times in the past six months. Because of the protection of Arretin's magic circle, I could not go deeper, so I only drew the map of the outer area."

Renn looked at the map and divided into three parts.

Each part represents a cave with more than a dozen spaces connected by digging out passages, like a huge underground maze.

And this is just the top three cave and has not reached the core.

A vampire Count's lair that has been run by for many years is probably not that easy to attack, and it is definitely not just Arretin.

"There will not be more than fifty vampires under Erie Ting."

"Also, most of these vampires have their own hiding points, and only a few have been hiding in caves for a long time."

Roger continued: "You can rest assured that the vampires above the legend are all their own and will not fall below other vampires, so there are no other legendary vampires in White Crow Wine House except Arretin."

"My plan is very simple, to confirm that Arretin is inside the nest and then go all the way in."

"The vampire's nest usually has three entrances and exits."

"I have identified the location of each entrance and exit, so we have to divide it into three routes, destroy two entrance and exit at the same time, and then block the remaining one, and then act together after the five people meet."

Roger pointed to three positions on the map marked with red pens, two red crosses and a circle.

The red cross is the exit to be destroyed, and the circle is the meeting point.

Renn looked carefully at the distance from the exit. The farthest one was located in a remote river beach, about two miles from the winery, and the one nearest one was less than five hundred meters.

"Leave the destruction exit to me, and it can be done by one person." He took the initiative.

Roger was a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Renne took out the Arcane Torrent Staff and lit it in front of everyone, "With it in my hand, even if it is ten exits, I can handle it all in one minute."

"Epic Staff!"

As a legendary spellcaster, Meligo has high eyesight and immediately recognizes the quality of the arcane Torrent Staff, and his face cannot hide his envy.

Except for Isu whom I had known for a long time, Roger and Yask were both surprised. Any epic weapon was priceless and hard to come by.

"Your Excellency Earl, can I enjoy it?" Meligo asked expectantly.
To be continued...