"Am I stupid? I forgot about the power of many people!"

"Felix O'Neal--" His Highness called out with all his strength, full of affection, shrillness and hope.

Outside the tent, the guards were drinking wine with several guards and eating lamb legs. The handsome face was a little red, and a small bump on his long neck, and his white and tender skin looked even more conspicuous.

"Come on, drink less, and you still have to watch the night later!" The Chief Guard said with a hint of drunkenness, and a gentle voice sounded, his body was a little shaking, but he was still urging others to drink less.

"Yes, sir!" Several other guards who were equally handsome looked at the face of the Chief Guard, who was so beautiful that he messed up his gender. They looked straight and said with a disoriented look.

"Haha! The stars in the sky are so bright!" Chief of Guard Felix O'Neal stood up happily and said, swaying his body.

As a loyal knight serving His Highness, he had not admired the sky like this for a long time, and was in a leisurely manner.

At this moment, the bright moonlight hit his beautiful face, and directly burst into a fascinating and desperate sense of temptation. At this moment, the three drinking guards suddenly had the desire to possess him.

The person that the prince of the guards trusted the most is not only because he grew up with Prince Charles, but more importantly, he is a real knight, the great knight, the most powerful of all guards, who has always protected the prince's safety.

"Come here~" Suddenly, a faint shouting came over, a little miserable and panic.

"Well? This is your highness's voice. Your Highness is in danger!" The handsome guard suddenly stopped, closed his eyes and opened his mouth.

"Hu——" Felix O'Neal immediately adjusted his direction and ran towards His Highness the Prince's tent, his pace was fast without being messy.

The other three guards looked at each other, and a look of surprise and fear immediately appeared on their faces, and then stood up and followed quickly.

"Hmph—" After arriving at His Highness the Prince's tent, the Chief Guard's face was frosted, he glanced at the fallen guard, snorted coldly, then glanced at the light and shadow in the tent, and couldn't help but strode into it.

Someone actually dared to attack His Highness the Prince. Do you really think that he is the chief guard?

The three later guards glanced at the fallen guard and immediately walked into the tent, not caring about the guard's casualties.

As a real big knight, Felix O'Neal was naturally much better than the unfamiliar first-level knight Charlie. After rushing in with great strides, he waved the sword in his hand and stood directly in front of Charlie with a quick step, without fear.

And Charlie felt a gust of wind blowing across his face.

"Vampire? Which family are you from?" The handsome guard chief's face was covered with haze. He looked at the loose and cold creature, and asked sternly, saying that he did not forget to protect the panicked prince behind him.

His pace has already made a counterattack.

At this time, the three guards who followed also walked in and were in a escort state.

"Don't you know, the blood oath contract signed between vampires and humans? Are you ready to bear the consequences? Which family are you?"

Staying behind the head guard and looking at the head guard's beautiful face from the side, Charlie felt an inexplicable sense of security and a little bit of disbelief.

"Vampire? It seems that the legend of the previous memory is true!" Looking at the strange humanoid creature with sharp claws and sharp teeth in front of him, Charlie sighed in his heart.

Faced with the questioning of the chief guard, the vampire seemed to know that the target was safe, so she put away her sharp claws and sharp teeth, and her blood-red eyes returned to black and white, stopping the offensive.

I saw that he jumped very gracefully, spread his blood-red cloak, and then sat on the chair very naturally, and tasted a bite of black tea that was still steaming.

In Charlie's view, this action was extremely noble and elegant, as if the one who appeared in front of him was a noble who had been passed down for hundreds of years.

He moved his index finger with a ruby ​​ring, raised his orchid finger, pointed it lightly at Charlie, and looked at the handsome guard provocatively, and a sharp and vicissitudes of voice followed:

"No, no, no, my Knight O'Neal, the person you guard behind you is no longer a member of the royal family, nor a prince!"

"The sacred oath signed by our blood clan and you humans means that the royal family must not be attacked. If not unexpected, the Prince Charles in front of me is no longer the prince of England, right? I will not be considered a violation of the oath if I kill him!"

His handsome and eccentric face was full of provocation. Looking at the angry guard and Prince Charlie who was also pretending to be angry, he said with a smile, and did not directly answer Felix's question.

"This vampire--"

"Please call me Anderson, Anderson Melovin!" The vampire Anderson interrupted Charlie and said directly.

"Okay, Mr. Melovin, what you must know is that the Hanoverians are not worthy of the throne of the United Kingdom, and my father is the real king! Standing before you is an unquestionable prince!"

When he met a civilized vampire who was particular, Charlie calmed down in an instant and could reason, at least his life could be saved.

In response, Charlie walked out from behind O'Neal Knight, faced the strange vampire, and confidently emphasized again:

"My father is the King of Britain recognized by the Pope and France. His Majesty the true king of the entire United Kingdom, the only king!"

As a prince, this time he came to Scotland for uprising, the name of orthodox was his real appeal, and it was also the driving force and foundation for his survival in Scotland and the world. This sign, like the descendants of Liu Bei's Emperor Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period, must not be abandoned and cannot be killed.

Without this sign, he will fall from a noble to a civilian, and the gap and danger cannot be expressed in words.

"His Majesty James is the real king of the United Kingdom, and Prince Charlie is the only heir of the United Kingdom. Therefore, Mr. Melovin, according to the holy oath, you still cannot attack Prince Charlie! Unless you want to be chased by the Holy Church and your dark council, and wanted by all the royal families!"

The guard chief, who was so handsome that he killed both men and women, was now stern and spoke out word by word, unswerving and extremely imposing.

"Haha!" Mr. Vampire, who is evenly beautiful, has three-dimensional facial features, delicate and slender fingers, and is almost transparent in white, as if he is a natural nobleman. He smiled gracefully, glanced at the Chief Guard and Charlie, and showed an evil smile.

"Is he a prince? What I don't count on you and I don't want to be serious with you. Now, let's talk to you with strength!"

At the end, the vampire swayed and rushed towards them at a speed of three points faster than before.

Charlie only felt a phantom flashing in front of his eyes. The wrist of the guard who had been protecting himself since childhood moved slightly, and the sword shadow floated up.

"Dong—" A loud noise came from my ears.

Then the vampire creature, which looked extremely threatening, was close to O'Neill Knight, and immediately bounced back to the seat with a light pace, and then posed in an elegant posture, looking very stylish.

"Very good, Knight O'Neal, I'll give you face this time!" The vampire looked at the Chief Guard deeply, as if to remember his appearance, and then looked at Charlie with a wicked smile:

"But, Prince Charlie, I hope that your guard can always protect you, see you next time!"

Charlie looked at the terrible smile and had a small bump in his whole body. This dangerous aura rushed straight into his brain, and the back of his head was in pain.

Then, a strong wind suddenly appeared in the tent, and the vampire named Anderson jumped gently, jumped directly to the tent, and then turned into a gray bat. After looking back, he showed a cold gaze, he flew away quickly.

But O'Neal stared at the vampire's departure coldly, without saying a word or stopping it.

"It's so unlucky to be entangled with something like this!" After realizing that the vampire had left, he said with a bad face.

"Your Highness, you are frightened!" Felix O'Neal bent down and bowed, comforting softly.

"But please rest assured that there will be no next time in this situation!" The chief guard promised in a deep voice.

The other three guards knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, looked ashamed, and expressed repentance.

"Felix, you came in time!" Charlie called O'Neal's name affectionately, very glad.

According to experience, he himself is at the level of a junior knight, and the one he faces today seems to have reached the level of the vampire Marquis. If nothing unexpected happens, he will become a sucked corpse.

In the memory of the predecessor, vampires were divided into four levels, including barons-elephants-marquis-dukes, which correspond to human knight attendants-knights-first-middle-high-level peak knights.

Since the signing of the sacred vow, the vampire has not been semi-independent like a werewolf, but has been integrated into human society, like a fish in water.

They live long, have strong vitality, and are fast, but their strength is not as good as werewolf, and even humans.

Moreover, the biggest characteristic of vampires is that they have a special fear of the sun, so they have never appeared during the day.

However, vampires are reproductively isolated from humans, so they can breed offspring within the race and have difficulty in fertilizing.

Werewolf, like vampires, silver has a gang effect on them, and is injured by silver tools, and its recovery power decreases, just like a mortal.

Generally speaking, the knight attendant only has complete knight training, and its strength is no different from that of ordinary people.

Once you enter the initial level of knight, your entire quality will undergo tremendous changes.

The body's recovery ability increases and its vitality increases. More importantly, their power will surpass that of mortals, and strength is the standard for judging knights.

For example, for a first-level knight, the power of one arm will reach one cow, seventy-five kilograms, and the power of swinging both arms will exceed like a human being.

And if the mount bonus is added, an ordinary early-level knight seems to be a human-shaped tank that can easily crush the infantry.

The intermediate knight has a single arm strength of two cattle and one hundred and fifty kilograms.

The advanced knight, that is, the power of the big knight has reached the Five Bulls, which means that his one-arm strength can be exaggerated by 370 kilograms. His arms combined together can easily raise a car.

On the battlefield, the power of this charge is terrifying.

Werewolf is not much different from humans. They usually maintain human form, have integrated into society, and even have faith in religion.

This is no joke. The Scottish Highlanders believe in Catholicism, the Caucasian werewolf believe in Orthodox religion, the Alpine werewolf believes in Protestantism, and the Nordic werewolf believes in Asa, namely Odin and Thor.

Of course, the reason why faith differs mainly is that there are no gods and no miracles in this world.

The werewolf themselves believe that they just gained a strange power, or divine favor, which could be transformed into a werewolf form and gained powerful power, so it is extremely important to seek psychological comfort.

After all, they can reproduce with humans and usually live in human form.

Only when it is needed can it change into a werewolf form, with thick skin, lots of blood and strong strength. This is the first impression.

In the whole of Europe, werewolf is divided into four major systems: Scottish Highlands, Alps, Nordic, and Caucasus Mountains. Only were there werewolfs everywhere.

Werewolfs are ranked by the size and color of their teeth as their power. Generally speaking, long teeth are stronger. Tribes like MacDonald, Cameron, their nemesis Campbell and Fesha are among the largest tribes in the north, and wolf teeth are generally light silver, while ordinary tribes are black.

Of course, the power system is warriors - junior warriors - intermediate warriors - advanced warriors. Their advanced warriors are once again become berserkers. When they start to be crazy, their power will be even more terrifying.

However, the McDonald tribe warrior who was once the King of the North has transformed into a larger canine teeth and a more silvery color.

After looking at the handsome guard, Charlie nodded. If Felix O'Neal, who grew up with him, could not trust him, he would really commit suicide!

"From today on your turn, you will wait in half an hour to change shifts. This kind of thing must not happen again!" The chief guard scolded the three guards who followed him.

They could only bow their heads and whisper to agree.

Charlie could only watch quietly, and let the guards do it to the professionals!

However, this terrifying extraordinary power expanded Charlie's original strong sense of crisis.

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More than a hundred miles from the highland army, the east coast, Liss, a large number of troops were stationed in the small town, making the originally peaceful and harmonious small town full of noise.

The vampire Anderson transformed into a bat, flew away from the Highland coalition at an extremely fast speed, and came to this small town.

Its little head looked around, and when it saw a brightly lit stone building, it flapped its wings and flew towards the castle like an arrow, drilled in through a narrow window, tightly pressed against the high roof, allowing its flight to be unimpeded.

In a brightly lit room, several thick candles were burning quietly, lighting up the entire wide study and bringing a hint of warmth to the originally gloomy castle.

"Hu——" A gust of wind suddenly blew, and a page of a spread book was turned around. A round young man next to him frowned and glanced at a small black shadow that suddenly appeared on the roof, and said softly:

"Anderson, you're back, how effective?"

"Hey! Lord Duke! I'm so sorry for this incident. I can't accept your gift!" The little bat shook his head, spit out a message from his mouth, flew towards the young man, and turned into a noble person in the middle of the journey. With a cloak, the elegant temperament came to his face.

"What's going on?" the young man raised his head and asked imposingly, staring at Anderson, with a lot of dissatisfaction written on his round face.

"Oh! My Duke, you probably forgot that there is a great knight next to that wandering prince, and I can't deal with it unless I go to find those old-fashioned elders!"
Chapter completed!