Destiny Thief

Chapter 163 The Love of the Vampire Lord Ⅰ

Are wandering mercenaries more promising than joining the "Song of Ashes"?
You know, in Afron, "Song of Ashes" is one of the best large-scale mercenary groups.

It was difficult for Victor and his mercenaries to understand what this lady was thinking. Generally speaking, even if they were women, mercenaries were very straightforward, reserved?It's not suitable in this line of work——Victor admitted that he was tempted, and the lady in front of him interested him not only in strength, but also in beauty.

He found that spring seemed to be here, and his heart was beating uncontrollably—like most mercenaries, he had always been a bachelor, and he had always dismissed things like love.In his opinion, marrying a woman is not as satisfying as going to a dancer to relax.But now, he realizes that he was wrong.

He begins to believe in love at first sight—Monica smiles, Victor tightens the skin on his face, touches it, and hates himself for not taking care of it sooner.

"Guess? I don't believe it."

Victor shook his head.The outside of the tavern seemed to suddenly become quiet, and then, there were cries of women and children, and men shouting and cursing, and horseshoes sounded on the street. After a while, the outside seemed to become even more chaotic. .

"Perhaps, the city lord's palace is sending personnel to punish those who caused trouble."

Monica turned the wine glass on the table and continued to talk like a magic stick. She didn't say much else, but these things fell into the ears of Victor and the mercenaries. If you think about it carefully, it seems that they can be learned from the outside. The analysis of movement and movement reveals some tricks.

"Those guys are going to be in trouble."

After listening for a while, Victor also came to a conclusion—he heard a familiar voice, that voice was as cold as a hard stone, and it was Captain Rhodes from the Public Security Department.As a leading figure among the mercenaries, he had dealt with that guy more than once, although, those were not very pleasant experiences.

He didn't care about the life and death of those hooligans and wandering mercenaries, he continued to return his mind to the lady in front of him.

"Miss Monica, I think joining 'Song of Ashes' is actually not a bad choice."

Victor continued to lobby, fearing that the sincerity in his words was not enough to impress people, he added: "We can provide a generous salary, which is considered very good in Aflon... In addition, we have holidays every year. "

"anything else?"

Monica smiled, still noncommittal.

"Of course, if you are unfortunate enough to encounter an accident, assistance and pensions are also available."

"Sounds good."

"So, my suggestion, Miss Monica, you can seriously consider it."

The tall and beautiful mercenary squinted her eyes and looked as if she was thinking.But in fact, her attention did not stay on the conversation with Victor. From the diamond-shaped window of the tavern facing Buffalo Street, there was suddenly a large cheering sound.

The Lord's Guard is celebrating this tragic victory.

The City Guards were also celebrating, and they seemed happier than anyone else.

"ended."

said Monica, turning her head to look at Victor.

"Well, then I should go back too."

Victor was obviously not too confused to forget the business. He thought about it, borrowed a pen and paper from the tavern owner, and wrote it down. On it was the address and contact information of the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group.

"If you have plans, you can come to us anytime."

But Monica just smiled again.But with such a smile, Victor felt that a lot of his remaining soul had been taken away. The tavern owner ordered the waiters to reopen the door. The mercenary team was about to leave——Victor was in front of the door. Turning around, he didn't know why, he blurted out;

"Miss Monica, are you still here tomorrow? I'll come to you."

The whole room burst into laughter, but Victor seemed unaware and quickly left the tavern.

"I said, Victor won't be serious this time, right?"

"Maybe, that's what it is."

"But didn't his love always take place on the dancer's bed?"

"Hahaha, who knows?"

After the mercenaries of "Song of Ashes" left, a table of guests in the tavern discussed that it was obvious that they were no strangers to Victor, and could even be said to be familiar with him.When discussing the captain of the "Song of Ashes" First Brigade, they also glanced at the female mercenary named "Monica" from time to time - other guests in the tavern saw Victor's admiration for this young and beautiful woman. After the woman became interested, no one came forward to tease or strike up a conversation. Of course, not long ago, a man was slapped because of this, and the image of the target was also one of the important reasons.

Roses with thorns are not to be messed with.

……

In the tavern, after the crowd around her dispersed, Monica sat alone at the table.She ordered a large glass of ale and sipped it slowly. The smell of fermented grains permeated her mouth, and when she connected with what happened just now, she suddenly had a strange feeling—maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the alcohol. For other reasons, on her fair and flawless face, two touches of rosiness gradually appeared on her cheeks.

That man seemed quite sincere.

Monica recalled Victor's actions, and she began to think about every detail-as a female vampire lord, she had long forgotten what it was like to have an admirer.Staying in that lifeless place in Cemetery City, she didn't realize until now that her emotional life in the past hundreds of years was actually blank.

Liches with only skeletons have no interest in women, except for that pervert Angus, who actually lives with a skeleton openly; and the death lords are all dumb guys who don't understand the style. Compared with women, they are more Passionate about fighting and killing; as for her kind, most of them are some of her juniors, although the real age cannot be seen from the appearance, but in terms of seniority, she can be regarded as the grandmother of those little guys up.

Having drank the last of her ale, she paid the bill and left the tavern.A waning moon hangs in the blue sky outside the window, and dim clouds float slowly. She likes this kind of scenery, so she plans to go out for a walk.

As a vampire lord in the [Transcendent Realm], she is confident enough to hide her original identity, and the blood-sucking impulse in her blood is not difficult under the restraint of her strong will.

She crossed this street without any obvious purpose in mind, and walked all the way along the edge of the street-this night was different from the tranquility of the past, because the tragic battle took place during the day, and the smell of blood could be smelled everywhere in the city, Groups of patrolling soldiers shuttled back and forth on the street, wearing leather armor and long swords, alert to any movement around them.

(End of this chapter)