When the song of ice and fire began to appear, Charles was sitting in a carriage outside the town waiting quietly.

The bakery was much closer to the outside of the town than the church square, and he was there in advance, so he was naturally faster than the old oak tree.

But despite this, when the old oak tree returned slowly, he still looked at him with a suspicious look.

"You have the smell of hypnotic grass on you, and you ran into the town."

Shire didn't answer, and glanced at him, then turned back and continued to read a book introducing the customs of various countries in the continent of Akavia - this was what he brought to pass the time.

"I'm talking to you, boy!"

The old man was a little angry.

But Charles didn't think he could do anything out of order when he was angry, so he still ignored it - this is called treating the person's body with the way he did.

It's very "good" to ignore others, but it's obviously not that interesting to be ignored. Looking at the young man sitting there with a look of a happy look, the old oak tree had a little tooth pain.

However, the old man could bend and stretch and sat back to his position. Soon after, he stopped thinking about this, and mumbled and pulled the hat on his head down, and then fell asleep again.

The snoring sound "bloomed" again.

After glanced at him again, Charles curled his lips.

There is actually nothing to hide when entering the town. Charles doesn't think that this person can doubt him about ghosts. After all, he is so concealed that he has not even seen anyone else in the underground party who was knocked out.

But if there is no need, Charles is too lazy to say more, after all, too much words will lead to mistakes.

As for the current complete ignorance of Angus Oak, it is purely due to the mentality of revenge.

...

The shaking carriage rushed towards the city of Polso in the north of the town. At this moment, the sky was already dim and it was estimated that it would be completely dark halfway through the journey.

The night roads in Dulin are not safe. You can’t see anything during the day, and all monsters and monsters will appear at night.

But the two in the carriage were not afraid of this. As a result of the high price paid before, the carriage driver was a little timid, but he was still very willing to believe in the abilities of these two church members.

During this period, the dark gold ring worn by Charle began to shake gently, making him guess something. However, because others were present, he did not have the opportunity to summon the Book of Roots to check it out, so he could only hold it in this way.

I was basically speechless all the way, but I encountered some weird things on the way. But after the old oak tree with a hat on his face took a few slaps on the carriage, this kind of harassment never happened again.

Obviously, although he was sleeping and snoring loudly, the old man was not ignorant of the situation around him.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and dark clouds are gradually gathering from all directions. When the carriage returns to Porso, it is almost midnight. During this period, there are still monks on duty in the Church of Saint Casso, but most of them have already rested.

Charles thought that the Kolanston Manor was probably quiet now, and it was quite disturbing to run back, so he stayed at the reception desk of the church with the old Oak for half a night.

Under the nose of the church, of course, nothing was done during this period.

...

"What do you think of Charles?"

The next morning, after going to the Gospel Department to report to the work, Charles went back to "write" the manuscript.

But Siegel talked about this person's performance with the old man Oak.

At this time, the old Oak tree was sitting on the high-back chair that he had first met with Charles not long ago. His posture was not as "sluggish" as last time, but it was not very formal.

Hearing the words of the person opposite, he touched the handle of the crutch and hummed, "No polite at all."

Siegel coughed dryly when he heard this, feeling that he might not be able to help but be rude in front of this person, so he didn't take the initiative and changed the subject: "I mean other aspects, well, besides politeness."

"I'm so fucking."

The old man from Oak thought for a while and added: "I'm very cautious."

"Well, what about the others after these?"

"What else can I do?" The old man from Oak was a little impatient. He was already very proud of his face if he could answer questions normally. Why did this guy still get more and more aggressive?

"Anyway, it's better than when you were young."

After muttering this, under Siegel's helpless gaze, he stood up and left here with a crutch.

This sounded like a blow to him, but Siegel vaguely understood that the old man had a good evaluation of his young man named his partner and actually the object of protection.

This made Siegel more pleased. Not to mention the sons of the gods, it is indeed a pleasure to have a subordinate with great development potential to help develop the Gospel Department. After all, this department is barely established and is in urgent need of talents.

...

Angus Oak is not simple.

On the way back, Charles repeatedly warned himself.

This is not because he saw his calm and gentle means of dealing with the enemy, but because of his "intuition".

In the past life, people said that women's intuitions were generally very accurate, but Charles, who had the talent for destiny, was much more accurate than women.

He did nothing on the surface along the way, but in secret, he actually thought about touching the other party to grab the fate card to find out the details of the old Oak tree.

However, whenever he wants to do something, his inner warning will arise.

I was clearly facing an old man who was sleeping like a dead pig. Why did this happen?

Charles didn't know that after careful consideration, he decided not to take this risk - after all, this person is not an enemy at the moment, and there is no need to ask the bottom line.

"But if you are a great master, why would you come to protect me?"

Charles in the carriage was quite confused about this.

Just say that the identity of the Son of Gods is quite unique, so it is not like this "wastes resources". If every Son of Gods is really protected by this, then the top masters of the church basically don't have to do anything else, they can protect people specifically.

"Is there something I don't know about?"

This question remained in his heart until Charles returned to the manor.

However, this kind of thing is like many questions in the past, and the information is not comprehensive and I can't understand it at all.

So Charle decisively threw it behind his mind, returned to his bedroom, closed the door, sat on the bed, and summoned the Book of Roots.

When he looked down and turned the book to the corresponding page, he suddenly realized that this time he was incubated was not one, but two!

"Vampire and Skinning Walker?"

Looking at the two pages of monster archives, Shire raised his eyebrows and then touched his hand on the vampire.

Pictures flashed into his mind.

In the convoy slowly heading towards the Great Wall of the North along the muddy road, a mercenary hired as a protector suddenly awakened and subconsciously showed his ugly mouth and raised his teeth, which made the captain of the guard who was already inconsistent with him on the road immediately shouted monsters and then attacked.

Unfortunately, he was no match at all, and he was beaten to death by the mercenaries in just a few strokes.

Then there was the scene of the ancestor vampire's fierceness. The unique Book of Roots completely transformed him into a bloodthirsty monster. Until a knight rode his horse and cut off his head with a sword.

But this is not the end, it is just the beginning.

After the group of knights left, the remaining caravans were collecting their bodies, but the captain of the guard who was bitten to death by the vampire suddenly opened his eyes and flashed fangs in his mouth.

The screen aborts here.

His palm took off the page, looked at the text full of vampire abilities and advantages and disadvantages, and looked at the number 5 displayed in the number. There was no need to read it anymore, and Charles understood what was going on next.

"If he keeps developing like this, will I still be able to acquire a vampire army soon?"

Shire thought about this.

Although the "ancestor" vampire was killed by an ordinary knight, it was very disappointing. But in the songs of ice and fire, knights are also rare. Ordinary people and even soldiers have no chance of winning against the almost immortal vampire.

There is not like the evil forces there, many hunters are familiar with their weaknesses and the presence of hot weapons.

"Why should I expect it or limit it?"

The population of humans in the Middle Ages was not very large, so this was a problem. But the skinned walker had not observed it yet, so he didn't think much about it for the time being.

However, Charles did not have time to turn to the next page in the end, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who?" He raised his head in confusion, and at the same time dispersed the Book of Source in his hand.

"It's me."
Chapter completed!