The Original Vampire

Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce.

In the garden full of blood roses, Sith was fascinated by the flaming flowers in front of him.

A maid cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Sir, do you need a meal?"

The Sith waved impatiently.

The maid quickly stepped back.

The Sith paced back and forth in the gazebo, his expression becoming more and more agitated over time.

Just before the sun was about to set, a servant hurried into the garden and reported, "My lord, I see green smoke in the palace!"

Sith glared and said anxiously, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, my lord. I swear by my family's name!"

"Okay!" Sith excitedly clapped his palms and immediately ordered, "You immediately send someone to spread the news to Winter City! Be quick!"

"Yes!"

...

Half-elf palace.

All the half-elf nobles had already left with a look of panic, and the queen also went back to bathe and change, changing out of the bloody clothes.

In the empty palace, only Prince William and the comatose old king were left.

However, when Prince William waved away the surrounding attendants, the old king who had fallen into a coma suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Prince William cried and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, now... what should we do now!"

The old king glared at his son and said calmly, "What are you panicking about! The more you face a crisis, the more you need to be calm!"

"Yes, yes!" Prince William nodded again and again, but he couldn't hide the fear on his face.

Disappointment flashed in the old king's eyes, but at this time, he didn't care about teaching this ineffective son.

He knew very well that the current half-elf kingdom, or to be more precise, the Modiwen family, had reached a critical moment of life and death!

Vera's death in Silvermoon City was a disaster for the Modiwen family.

No matter what the conspiracy is behind this, who is the main messenger, and why did Prince Tupe suddenly go crazy.

These are no longer important.

The important thing is that Duke St. Hilde's anger must have a target.

And this object, the old king does not want to be the Modiwen family.

Therefore, he must take measures as soon as possible to divert this catastrophe that was enough to destroy the Modiwen family.

As for who to throw this huge pot to...

The old king's eyes flashed with sternness, and he ordered Prince William:

"Listen carefully, now you have to do five things.

First, send someone to keep an eye on the Miller family, all family members will be watched closely, and no one can be missed! Also, arrange for Duke Miller to come to see me tomorrow morning.

Second, you go to see the messengers of the St. Pros family in the east, and ask them to see me tomorrow morning, but you must not tell them what happened in the queen's palace.

Third, immediately send someone to seal the Hyacinth Chamber of Commerce. Yes, it is the Chamber of Commerce that I asked you to investigate before, and control the person in charge.

Fourth, send someone to watch over Viscount Angele and his party, prohibit them from leaving the palace, and do not allow them to pass news to the outside world.

Fifth, cough..."

The old king spoke in a hurry, and he choked himself the next time.

Prince William quickly picked up the water glass and handed it over.

The old king took a few sips of water, slowed down, and continued: "Fifth, the whole city is under martial law! No one is allowed to leave Silvermoon City without my order!

Not just people, but also pigeons.

You go to your uncle and ask him to arrange for a ranger to be on duty at the head of the city. As long as you find a carrier pigeon flying outside the city, you will shoot him! "

"Yes!" Prince William nodded decisively.

The old king's orders made him feel at ease.

When preparing to execute,

Prince William suddenly thought of a person, and asked again: "Father, Queen Elsa is also a member of the Miller family, so should you send someone to keep an eye on her..."

"Nonsense, of course!" The old king was about to scold when he heard such a stupid question, but suddenly thought of something, rolled his eyes, and said, "You go and ask her to see me now."

"Yes." Prince William didn't dare to talk any more, and quickly said goodbye and left.

The hall was quiet, only the old king's breathing was a little short.

He just lay on the bed, looking at the crystal magic chandelier on the ceiling, lost in thought.

After a while, he didn't know what to think, a flush of flush suddenly rushed to his cheeks, but quickly subsided.

He coughed a few times and murmured: "Duke Saint Hilde... You are so cruel..."

"Da da da……"

The crisp footsteps sounded outside the palace.

After a while, Queen Elsa walked in.

She had just finished bathing and changed into a bright red dress, which contrasted sharply with her snow-white and moist skin.

Light make-up was applied to her beautiful cheeks, and her bright, bright eyes shone with moving brilliance.

Her expression is gentle and virtuous, but she hides a charming amorous feelings that cannot be concealed.

However, in this tense atmosphere now, the style that Queen Elsa showed seemed so out of place.

The old king looked at the bright and moving queen in front of him, and an unspeakable anger and tyranny surged in his heart.

However, he was forcibly suppressed by him.

"Elsa, cough, I haven't seen you for a long time...you're so beautiful."

Queen Aisha came to the bed and looked down at the old king who was in the arms of the Lord of Glory, looking condescendingly, as if he was about to return to the old king in the arms of the Lord of Glory, with an undisguised mocking smile on his face:

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen a caged bird?"

The old king grunted for no apparent reason.

Queen Elsa smiled even more charmingly: "The happiest moment for a bird in a cage is when the cage disappears."

"So...you hate me so much..."

"Your Majesty, you are joking, how can I hate you."

"Then... can you tell me... what happened in your bedroom today?"

"What happened, didn't I make it clear in public before?"

"Cough, cough..." The old king suddenly coughed violently, and his breathless appearance made people worried that he would just hang up without taking a breath.

However, Queen Elsa looked at the old king calmly, and didn't even plan to step forward to help pat his back.

After a long while, the old king finally regained his breath and said in a weak tone like a mosquito: "Can't you...cough...let me a dying person...do you understand?"

Queen Elsa was completely unmoved, and giggled: "Your Majesty, you will live a hundred years, how can you be a dying person."

Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be dead, the old king simply stopped pretending.

"Aisha, do you know that if Duke St. Hilde is to blame, it will definitely be your Miller family!"

"so what?"

Queen Elsa's indifferent look made the old king very injured, as if a punch had been punched in the air, making him want to vomit blood.

"If you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

The old king's face became extremely gloomy, and he roared unwillingly: "Aisha, no matter what that person promised you, you must figure out what is your true foundation!

Don't find out in the end that you have no use value at all and have been abandoned by others! "

Queen Elsa smiled charmingly, deliberately shrugged her right shoulder, and let the slender shoulder strap slip down, revealing a looming whiteness: "How can I be useless?"

After saying that, he smiled and turned to leave.

Only the old king who was so irritated but powerless was left.