Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

Kausi's work was very effective. In less than a week, Li Chunfeng, who was forced to sit at the bar counter to operate, had reached a flow of no less than fifty messages and three commissioned messages per day, despite paying more than a hundred silver coins in remuneration and Commission, but the income from these commissions has far exceeded the money paid out.

“These days, it’s much more profitable to fish for side jobs than to do serious business!”

Li Chunfeng sincerely instilled in Kausi the theories he learned from unknown eras. He always wanted Kausi to find a successor for him, and then he would take on big jobs such as assassinations, robberies, and even subversion of the country. Son, he took out the magic spear and gestured, "This poor Taoist used his innate skills to destroy a city without any effort, and he also earned back the money from 800 commissions..."

An old Taoist who is obsessed with the supremacy of China is very scary, especially since this old Taoist has the power to destroy a country, and he still believes in Taishang Dongfeng Tianzun and Taiyi Nantianmen Taoist, then it is even more... better!

"After all, it is the authentic Taoism of our state religion, and it is completely different from some foreign fat-headed dogs and bald donkeys!" This is Kausu's only comment on this.

There was a clang at the door, and someone came in again.

With meticulously combed hair, handsome appearance, slender figure, and a beautifully made black dress - this is definitely the look of a respectable gentleman and aristocrat.

Now the young nobleman walked to the bar of the bar in a grand manner, ordered a glass of wine, and drank slowly with elegant movements.

Li Laodao's eyes had narrowed.

"Is there any information worth paying attention to? One silver coin each."

"If you need a commission, please register here."

The young noble stared at the old man with sky-blue eyes for a long time and shook his head.

"Get that bartender over here, an angel can at least help me curb my appetite a little bit."

"Angel?" The old man glanced at Belial, who looked indifferent, and then turned his gaze back to the young noble. "It seems that your eyesight is nothing more than this."

"It's better to call your elder here. Maybe he and I will have something in common."

The young noble's expression changed, and he sneered: "If there is not something worthy of utilizing the food that is useless, no one here can survive!"

"A little viscount can let you sit here and drink, just for the sake of an old bat."

This short sentence made the young noble's face suddenly darken, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Right, that is it!"

The old Taoist said calmly, "If you act wild here, you'd better consider the consequences."

"Let me think about it, which family do you come from? Bruch? Gangero? Nofele? Toledo?"

With every word he said, the young noble's expression changed. By the end of the sentence, he had become horrified, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying.

"I'm from McAwee...who the hell are you?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head and replied calmly: "You are not qualified to inquire about my identity, so go away! Remember to pay enough for the drink. Otherwise, I don't care about going to the basement of an old Ottoman castle, and maybe the burial objects in the coffin enough……"

The bell at the door rang, and the young noble left a few gold coins and ran out of the Oak Bar in a panic as if running for his life.

"You're scaring the kid, Mr. Li!"

An old nobleman with gold trim on his collar walked in slowly and sat on the chair where the young nobleman had left with a smile. "First of all, allow me to introduce myself. I am the Duke of Wallachia, Vlad III."

"Long respected name, Dracula!"

Dracula! One of the oldest living vampire archdukes.

Vlad III, nicknamed "The Impaler", was cruel by nature and loved to torture and kill. He liked to torture his enemies by beheading, skinning, impaling, and burning. Not only did Vlad not shy away from the wailing prisoners, he would even hold a banquet at the execution ground and drink their blood.

After becoming a vampire, Dracula quickly became the spokesperson of the Bruch family, and even became a senior member of the Dark Council for a time, possessing unimaginable power.

How could such an old monster suddenly appear in Elsa Castle?

And why are you in this small oak bar?

Dracula originally thought that he would be shocked when he revealed his identity, but he was disappointed.

The old man was still staring at him with a pair of dead fish eyes. The young man next to him was leaning on the counter silently, idly wiping the cup with a rag, as if the cup had been buried in the ground for twenty years and was stained. Full of countless dust.

As for the bartending beauty who contained a faint energy of holy light, she was still pouring two bottles of wine back and forth, not knowing what she wanted to mix.

"These guys..."

Dracula knew Li Chunfeng's identity, but he was not afraid. He just said with a smile: "The four-winged angel appeared in Elsa Castle. How could the dark group miss such an interesting thing? I happened to be traveling nearby these days. , so I came to join in the fun.”

"Then you go find the angel. I have to hide far away to avoid splattering my blood."

"No, no, no, although a four-winged angel is tricky, it doesn't cause me to worry too much." Dracula's smile was unusually gentle, "I am more interested in another thing."

"for example?"

"For example, there is a kid who appeared out of nowhere and conquered the underground forces in Elsa Castle in just a few days. I think he has the qualities we urgently need, and I even plan to give him his first support and let him become a Noble vampire."

Kausu finally raised his head and glanced at Dracula, "First embrace?"

"Yes!" The Vampire Grand Duke used his fingers to stir the unfinished cup of the younger vampire, "Then are you willing to listen to my terms?"

Without waiting for Kausu to speak, the Grand Duke continued, "Of course, I know Mr. Li's ability, but there is no direct conflict between our vampire clan and the Brotherhood of the Divine Spear, so if Mr. Li has no objection, I think this matter It’s totally okay to talk!”

"Well, forgive me for being rude. At least I don't have to worry about the glare of the sun at noon now, Mr. Duke." Causs brought another glass of wine and declined Dracula's solicitation, "Perhaps a true era Beloved is the material you want, like…Isaac Newton?”

"Who is that?" The Grand Duke tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, "You mean the genius in physics? What a good suggestion! Well, maybe I should take some time to see him!"

The Vampire Grand Duke drank the wine in the glass, then pressed the glass on a silver coin, put on his hat, and walked out slowly.

"I think we will meet again soon!"

"Good night, Mr. Li! Have a nice night!"