Chapter 337 Blood Servant "Lover"

Aisleigh Leith had another bumper harvest, and the harvest shocked her.

The profits generated by the huge transaction volume forced her to transport the goods back and forth four times using a carriage pulled by mutant oxen and horses!
The cellar of her room was filled with gold coins and treasures, and in order to close the cellar door she had to stand on it and jump and stomp hard several times.

But she was not as happy as before.

She was filled with fear.

I was looking forward to wealth coming, but it came too quickly, beyond my expectations!
It was as if what was being sent into the cellar under her feet was not treasure, but burning charcoal. At this moment, Eslei was like an ant on an iron basin of charcoal, spinning around in circles.

Carl, who was unable to speak, was sent out by Eslei to inquire about the news. She could not guarantee that the horrific profits could be hidden from the eyes of the soldiers.

The noise of carts of gold coins being pulled in was so loud that even if the soldiers were drunk, they would definitely notice it.

If you are discovered, what awaits you should be... the death penalty.

She facilitated many arms deals, including the sale of five alchemical bombs, which were the most powerful weapons of the Land Corps. However, the guys who bought the alchemical bombs were definitely not human. They exuded a foul odor and were tall, but the only thing that left a deep impression was the stench.

In addition, there are also secret pattern weapons, enchanted armor, and a large number of potions, etc.

She could say these things had nothing to do with her, but the small market was opened by her.

Now she just wants to close this damn little market and go to hell to realize her life value. The value of her life should be to survive!
But the soldiers didn't respond. Maybe they were still investigating, maybe they were just drinking and chatting, or maybe the matter was not as serious as they thought.

"Everything is still under the rule of the kingdom, and nothing has changed." Eslei said this to herself, but she walked in circles a little faster.

She didn't act as relaxed as she muttered.

Hearing heavy footsteps coming from outside, she opened the door impatiently and was ready to criticize the other party for being too slow.

"Karl, if you knew I was waiting for..."

Her voice suddenly stopped.

A black shadow enveloped her. It was a man who was slightly shorter than Carl, with a broad build. She could see his face clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember what he looked like.

Once you see it, you forget it.

The other person bent down and squeezed into the room. Eslei subconsciously stepped back, watching as he used his body to completely block the door, blocking the light outside, leaving only a palm-wide gap.

The light is very weak.

The shadow elongated by the light on the other person was like a thick blanket that wrapped up Eslei. Moreover, it was a blanket soaked in water. The heaviness, coldness and suffocation made her panic while almost pressing her to the ground.

Her body trembled subconsciously, to the point that she forgot that she also possessed extraordinary powers.

Then, Aislei saw a familiar figure through the gap between the mysterious man in front of her and the door.

Carl, who is unable to speak, stands there like a loyal guard, like an insurmountable mountain.

"Karl, could you please close the door?"

Karl recognized the other person and closed the door respectfully.

There were only the two of them left in the room, and Aislei's heart sank to the bottom.

"Who are you?" Eslei stuttered. She thought something was wrong and subconsciously reached for her ring. But before she was about to do anything, the mysterious man spoke, making her afraid to move.

"I don't want to hurt you, little girl, so don't move."

"Yes, yes."

"I'm sorry, I should answer your question first," he said. "Karl, he is a warrior. When I heard that he was controlled by despicable means, I was a little angry. A warrior should be free to choose whether to live or die, right?"

For Carl?

Ai Silei opened her mouth and said, "I can stop giving him orders from now on and let him go free."

She is decisive.

Although Karl, who couldn't speak, was very obedient, compared with the crisis he might face now, giving up Karl was nothing.

"Of course you will. Young people are more empathetic. After all, you look only...you are in your teens?" he asked.

"29 is old."

"Oh?" He sounded a little surprised.

It is a little difficult to achieve immortality in the magical world, but living for decades, hundreds or even thousands of years longer is not too difficult.

"I didn't expect you to be older than me. If Raniya saw you, she would be very jealous."

The strange mist that had been lingering on his face disappeared. Esra was sure that she had stared at his face countless times and could see his facial features clearly, but her brain could not distinguish or even remember his appearance.

But now she saw clearly that it was a handsome face with sharp angles and short blond hair... She herself had never expected that she had not even noticed the distinct feature of "blonde hair".

Rania?
Even though she didn't know much about the name, she knew what it meant.

"You, you are, the Duke?"

Linde Alman, the Duke of Lion, General Land, what else? Too many, anyway, this was a big man she thought would never appear in her room.

Now, he was standing there looking down at himself.

Wet.

Her back was completely soaked with sweat.

Her heart was beating wildly and uncontrollably. She was now blank. The only reason she didn't roll her eyes and fall down immediately was because her extraordinary physique was helping her to hold on.

Lind said, "Ms. Aislei Leisi, we just won a victory."

Swallowing her saliva, Ai Silei lowered her head and said, "Yes, I have heard your heroic and fearless stories."

She glanced at Lind's handsome face with her peripheral vision, but without any admiration in her mind. She was just trying to discern something from his face.

But Lind's expression remained unchanged, and she could not grasp any information at all.

It shouldn't be as simple as death. Although he committed a capital crime, it wouldn't be serious enough for a high and mighty figure to come here specially.

She was still clear-headed and hoped that everything would be good for her. "We have a lot to talk about, don't be nervous." Linde walked to the chair and turned around to sit down.

His tall body seemed a little crowded sitting on the chair which was very big for Esra.

Lind's boots tapped the ground lightly, but the "tapping" sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Eslei's heart.

Just down here, in the cellar, there were four carriages of treasure.

Does the other party know?

Carl has pledged his allegiance to him, so he must know!

"From whom did you receive the small market?"

Hearing Linde finally mention the small market, Eslei's heart relaxed, but at the same time she didn't understand why Linde attached so much importance to an illegal small black market and even came here in person.

"Dana, a mysterious..."

"Blood clan?" Linde asked suddenly.

This made Aislei's heart, which had just calmed down, hang in the balance again.

Lind said: "I have never had direct contact with them, but I suddenly remembered that I had seen your ring before."

He was not as aggressive as the rumors said, and he would even take the initiative to explain every time he spoke. This respect made Eslei feel relieved.

When the undead were operating in the Snake Catcher Fortress, they once found a female corpse nailed to the wall with dozens of spears pierced through the chest at an underground gathering in the Epilepsy Church.

The undead, whose main operational creeds are "picking up trash" and "thieves never leave empty-handed", of course would not let go of anything, but they soon treated it as trash and handed it over to Renzo.

Of course, the so-called guess is the process of deducing by using the answer. The aura of the person in front of him is very similar to that of the vampires. Lind is very sure that she has some relationship with the vampires.

If we can determine this and then connect some possible connections together, we will definitely get some answers.

"Yes, this is something Dana gave me." Aislei answered seriously.

"Where is she from?" Lind asked.

There are many branches of the vampires. Currently known branches include the vampires who turned the fox cave into a vineyard. They should be headed by the late old king Redwald Hedwin.

There is also the Red Sister, a vampire who has awakened her kindness.

And the vampires of the Black Swamp Kingdom.

"Black Swamp Kingdom. She used some kind of magic to make me her lover. Then she decided to look for the traces of the old nobles and left Blackhoof Village."

That was the vampire named Dana, who happened to go to the Snake Catcher Fortress.

What bad luck.

Lind was very sure that the other party must have died in the battle or the fire.

"Karl is your lover too?" he asked.

"It's a blood servant." She emphasized. She felt extremely averse to being compared with the stupid Carl. She didn't want to have any romantic relationship with a fool.

But the thought that the person in front of her seemed to think highly of Karl made her a little nervous.

"It's hard for me to understand the relationship. Is there any difference?" Lind expressed his doubts.

According to what he learned from Sister Red about how to identify vampires and their class divisions, he knew that vampires were divided into three levels.

The highest level is the "monarch", who can also be called the "ancestor", the most powerful mother in each lineage.

The monarch must be the most powerful and able to lead the entire tribe to become strong, but if the monarch is complacent, then the entire tribe will not be able to make any further progress.

Then there are the "Scarlet Nobles". It is said that the Scarlet Nobles have a large amount of noble blood flowing in their bodies, and they are very powerful.

At the bottom are the "Scarlet Ladies", who are responsible for doing all the chores.

The classes are clearly divided, but there is not much connection between them because their long lives have made them indifferent to many things.

He had never heard of something like "blood servant".

"No."

Yes, there was no difference from the beginning. Lovers was just a familiar name. The only thing she had more than Carl was that insignificant ring.

"I'm very interested in your little market, including the things you sell." Lind was too lazy to continue dwelling on this topic.

"I...!" Eslei was terrified.

"From now on, I can also be your lover." Lind said. His facial features did not change at all, but Aislei found that she could not see his appearance clearly, or even recognize who he was.

It doesn't matter whether it's a relationship between superiors and subordinates, a master and servant, or a lover, he doesn't care.

"Yes!"

“The small market does not need to be closed, and trading continues.”

Although Lind felt helpless about the "traitor" around him, weapons, equipment, potions, etc. would be sold, but destroying the small market would not improve the situation. It might even get worse. They would go to places he had no idea about to trade.

Taking full control of it means that he also controls this trade route.

"I will try my best to arrange for other people to come here," Lind said, "You just need to spread the news that you have corrupted some soldiers, and they will turn a blind eye to the transactions here."

"Yes." Aislei nodded.

She could tell that the Duke was about to leave.

Before pushing open the door, he paused and said, "It's not safe to keep that money with you."

It was not until Lind's figure disappeared that Eslei felt relieved and sat down in Lind's previous position, breathing out.

Although Lind always spoke in a gentle voice, Eslei found that she could not refuse any of his requests.

He was so aggressive.

(End of this chapter)