The Original Vampire

　　 Originally, Colin thought that the northern border of the Glorious Empire was already cold enough.

　　 But only now did he realize that compared to the Sky Ice Field, the Northern Territory is completely a big greenhouse.

　　 It's almost the end of May. If you are in the north, you already have some summer feeling.

　　 But in the sky ice field, there was still snow.

　　 It is no wonder that when the Northern Territory had the absolute upper hand, it did not continue to expand its territory to the north.

　　 People from the North really don't want to come to this bitter and cold place.

　　 In the whistling north wind, the heavy snow quickly dyed the world into a vast expanse of whiteness.

　　 Fifty thousand black cavalry, like a raging black tide, are galloping north in the heavy snow.

　　 The horseshoe stepped on the ground, crushing the ice and snow, turning out the hard soil.

　　 The rumble of horseshoes, mixed with the sound of armor collision, weaves a murderous and tough melody with the accompaniment of the whirring wind.

　　 It has been more than half a month since I set off from Ice Rock City, but I didn't encounter any troll army along the way.

　　 This is not surprising.

　　 When the trolls began to withdraw, the black cavalry chased them slowly, and after so long delay in Ice Rock City, the trolls had already withdrawn far away.

　　 However, the troll has made a lot of gains in the siege of the northern border this time, and with these plundered properties, it must not go fast.

　　 At the current speed of the Black Cavalry's pursuit, Colin estimated that if he didn't chase in the wrong direction, he would be able to catch up with the tail of the troll army these days.

　　 The Marquis of Garcia is obviously aware of this. In the past few days, the number of sentry rides released for exploration has increased significantly.

　　 But the sky ice field is still too big.

　　 The 300,000 army of trolls looks like a lot, but thrown on this vast ice field, it seems like a drop in the ocean.

　　 Moreover, under such wind and snow, the traces left by the march will soon be buried. It is basically a idiotic dream to follow the trail.

　　 Therefore, the first difficulty in this pursuit is to find the traces of the troll army on the vast ice field.

　　 This requires an extremely familiarity with the geography of this ice field, and a clear understanding of the possible retreat route of the troll.

　　 Anyway, Colin was blind.

　　 He has never penetrated so deeply into the ice field, and knows almost nothing about it.

　　 Fortunately, he has big thick legs beside him-Marquis Garcia.

　　 This is the real "God of Icefield"!

　　 Yes, this title was given to him by the troll.

　　 Being able to let the enemy give himself such a title is enough to explain the terrible Marquis Garcia on the battlefield.

　　 With such a great person by his side, of course Colin would not waste such a great opportunity.

　　 Upholding the principle of asking if you don't understand, Colin would get in front of the Marquis Garcia and ask questions from time to time.

　　 And the Marquis of Garcia never tire of answering one by one.

　　 So patient, let alone Colin, even some high-ranking generals in the black cavalry looked very jealous.

　　Some guys are even secretly inquiring, is Colin the illegitimate son of Marquis Garcia?

　　 "Does uncle have a lover?"

　　Vera hid her small face deep in the fox fur shawl, revealing only a pair of big puzzled eyes.

　　 "Yes." Colin looked gossip, "I know Lord Marquis has never been married, but doesn't he have a lover?"

　　 Yes, always being looked at by the black cavalry generals with a strange look, Colin has gradually begun to doubt his life experience.

　　 "No." Vera shook her head, "As far as I know, my uncle seems to have never been too affectionate to any lady. Moreover, for so many years, I have never heard of related rumors.

　　 It feels... Uncle is like an ascetic monk. "

　　 "Okay." Colin was a little disappointed.

　　 Originally, he thought that the protagonist, who came through him, had a bizarre life experience, wouldn't it be a routine operation?

　　 There is a bull-breaking character like Marquis Garcia as a father, and another bull-breaking mother like an elf princess. One day suddenly an unmasked grandfather hangs up, and then he will be left with a country to inherit...

　　 "Ahem..." The howling cold wind poured into Colin's mouth, interrupting his daydreaming.

　　 At this time, he suddenly realized that Marquis Garcia had no children.

　　 And, if, as Vera said, this Lord Marquis lived a life like an ascetic monk, then he might not have any heirs in the future.

　　 Then, who should inherit his title and territory?

　　 Could it be that we are looking for an adopted son (female)?

　　 This is a possibility.

　　 But there is another possibility.

　　Because, Colin suddenly realized that he might have guessed what the basis of trust between the Marquis of Garcia and the Duke of St. Hild was.

　　 He had always wondered before, why did these two brothers dare to act in this play?

　　 You know, in that situation, everyone thought that these two brothers were really going to do it.

　　 But who knows, it turned out to be a fake shot in the end.

　　 Such a tacit understanding, such a trust, makes it hard to believe that it will appear in this pair of brothers.

　　Because, if the Marquis of Garcia really intends to change the owner of the North, there is no need for him to lead the black cavalry into the ice field.

　　 At that time, the Golden Lion Corps suffered heavy losses, and the lords in the north were dissatisfied with the Duke of St. Hild because of the command errors of the Marquis Charles.

　　 When in Ice Rock City, as long as the Marquis of Garcia swung his army south, he could easily take down Winter City.

　　He has this ability.

　　 The Duke of St. Hilde certainly knew that his brother had this ability.

　　 So, isn't he afraid of his brother making the fake come true?

　　 Unless, what promise did the Marquis of Garcia give him.

　　 Of course, this promise is definitely not verbal.

　　 is a substantive, hard-to-return promise.

　　 extinction ~www.NovelMTL.com~ may be the promise of the Marquis Garcia to his brother.

　　 There is no descendant to inherit the title, so what are we going to fight for?

　　This may be the basis of their mutual trust.

　　 Just as Colin was thinking about it, suddenly a sentry sent back a message that a troll army was found ahead!

　　 finally caught up!

　　 Colin clearly felt that the soldiers suddenly became excited.

　　 These warriors who have traveled thousands of miles in the wind and snow, at this moment, there is no slack, no cringe, and some are just monstrous intent to fight!

　　 This is the number one army in the North-the Black Cavalry!

　　 However, the military order of the Marquis Garcia came along, but it ordered the whole army to stop advancing and camp on the spot.

　　 This is also normal.

　　 After all, it is impossible to rush forward as soon as you find the enemy's trail.

　　 That's not a marching war, that's mang.

　　 A calm general will make further decisions after understanding the enemy’s situation in detail.

　　 Colin followed the Marquis Garcia for a few kilometers, and came to the spot where the Sentry had found the enemy.

　　 He carefully looked at the faint traces on the snow, and judged:

　　 "It seems that this should be the main force of the troll, and it has not been more than a day or two."

　　 Over the past time, Colin has learned a lot of ice tracing skills.

　　 The Marquis of Garcia nodded, approved Colin's judgment, and then asked: "Then do you think we should continue to catch up?"

　　 "Why not?" Colin was a little puzzled.

　　 They travel thousands of miles in the cold, isn't it just for this?

　　 But the Marquis of Garcia shook his head:

　　 "No. This is not our goal."