The Original Vampire

Even through the black veil, Ke Lin could still see a red glow rising from the female mage's face.

At this time, he also noticed that the blond hair of this female mage turned white at some point!

Moreover, the wisps are condensed with the breath of frost.

She can't control her arcane energy!

No wonder help is needed.

"Of course, it's my pleasure!"

Since it was proposed by the woman, Ke Lin would not be hypocritical.

And he also understood that the reason why he chose him was not because the other party suddenly fell in love with him, but because he was the highest-ranking noble in the team.

Yes, class discrimination.

In this world it is so natural.

Even if the Bliss Knight is strong, he can kill Colin with one hand.

But as long as he is not conferred a title or becomes the heir to the title, then in the eyes of the real great nobles, he can only be regarded as a noble reserve, and has not really stepped into the threshold of the nobles.

There is a sentence that can quite aptly describe the awkward situation of the knight:

In the eyes of commoners, they are nobles, but in the eyes of nobles, they are commoners.

Therefore, a noble-born female mage would rather choose Colin than let Bliss, who is more familiar and trusted, approach him.

Of course, it could also be because Bliss needs to lead the team and can't be distracted...

While thinking wildly, Colin got off his horse and rode on the horse of the female mage.

There is no nephrite warm fragrance, only the bone-chilling cold.

All of a sudden, the little wildfire that rose in Colin's heart was completely extinguished.

The female mage shrunk into Ke Lin's arms a little stiffly, as if looking for warmth and support.

Bliss gave Colin a deep look with a hint of warning, then turned around to tidy up the team and prepare to set off.

"Sorry, Knight Colin, I've used spells too frequently these days, and I'm a little out of strength. That's why I need to trouble you..."

"Don't say that, you are doing this to help us out of danger. Don't worry, I will take care of you."

The team set off again.

Because the forward speed is not slow, the horseback is very bumpy.

The female mage's body was weak and weak, and almost completely relied on Colin's embrace to keep her from falling.

"Are you alright?" Ke Lin felt the female mage in his arms trembling slightly, so he leaned into her ear and asked, "Do you need me to slow down?"

"It's okay, no need." The female mage gritted her teeth, "We must get out of here as soon as possible."

"it is good."

It was bumpy all the way, and the two stuck close together again, and some friction was inevitable...

Then Colin was embarrassed to find that the blood in his body had a tendency to converge to a certain part.

It seems that vampires also have that ability.

I'll write it down when I have time...

Fortunately, Ke Lin can now control the flow of his own blood at will, so he will take the initiative to spread the blood concentrated in a certain part to the whole body again to avoid embarrassment.

"What's your name?" Colin asked casually in order to distract his attention.

The female mage hesitated for a while, but replied, "Vera."

But she did not say her last name.

Colin raised his brows: "The Flower of Truth?"

"You still understand Elvish?" Vera's tone was a little surprised.

"Of course, this is an essential skill for an elegant nobleman." Colin babbled casually.

In fact, this is just the housekeeper Aemon, who is bent on improving the style of the Angele family, trying to forcibly stuff some knowledge into Colin.

But Colin only learned a little bit of fur, and he was barely half-hearted. At this moment, it just happened that the blind cat hit the dead mouse.

"Ainu coimas cuivie, Laurelin leuca miule." Another series of Elvish words came out of Vera's mouth.

As the elves who first learned to use arcane energy, many spells and incantations must be uttered in Elvish language, so this has become a language that mages must learn.

"Clam?" But the half-hearted Colin was blinded.

"Giggle..." Vera, who caught Colin's embarrassment, was in a good mood.

"Stinky woman!"

"What?" Vera's slender eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, "What language did you speak just now?"

"Guess." Colin smiled smugly.

Of course he wouldn't tell the other party that he just spoke Chinese.

"It's a bit like Quenya," Vera guessed, but then shook her head again. "It's impossible."

Quenya is the language of the high elves, but it has long since disappeared from the world like the high elves.

The current elves and the Naga are actually descendants of the high elves.

Therefore, whether it is to trace the footsteps of the ancestors or to explore the ancient arcane books that no one has understood, Quenya has always been the focus of the research of these two races and the mages.

But unfortunately, the results of thousands of years of research have only pieced together the pronunciation of dozens of words.

Therefore, Vera felt that it was impossible for Colin, who could not even speak Elvish, to speak Quenya.

Although his pronunciation just now is actually very similar to the pronunciation of the Quenya word that has been deciphered so far.

"What language is Quenya?" It was the first time Colin heard this term.

Vera secretly said - sure enough.

"Once a high elf term, but long lost."

"Oh." Colin responded casually, and then asked curiously, "How did the high elves disappear, did your Magi Council research anything?"

"No." Vera shook her head. "It's too long ago, and the only ancient book that could possibly record what happened in the first place was written in Quenya..."

Colin rolled his eyes, having serious doubts about the ability of these mages to decipher language.

"But..." Vera hesitated.

"But what?"

"However, the Mage Council has some speculation."

"tell me the story."

"The time when the dragon and the high elves disappeared about 5,000 years ago, but the Lord of Radiance, the God of War, the Goddess of Fate, the God of Storm... and other gods all started at about the same time. Spread the faith in the world.

So, there is probably some connection between the two..."

"You dare to speculate on the Lord of Glory!" Colin interrupted forcefully.

He has to do it.

Although he felt that Vera's guess had some truth, and he didn't have much reverence for the so-called gods, but, as a knight, he had to stand firm.

This is his "personality".

Otherwise, he would be ostracized by the entire aristocratic class.

Vera obviously felt that she was a little stupid, to discuss such a problem with a fanatical knight.

She sighed and seemed to have lost interest in talking.

Colin stopped talking, pretending to be "offended".

As time went by, Colin found that the body in his arms gradually warmed up.

Apparently, the female mage is gradually recovering from the loss of arcane spells.

However, in this way, the physical friction between the two becomes more fragrant and charming.

Colin has to work harder to keep his blood from pooling somewhere it shouldn't...

Even so, the faint scent of roses continued to penetrate his nose, stirring his restless heart.

Finally, when the sky was getting dark and the team stopped to rest, Colin left the horse in relief.

But at the same time, he felt a little reluctant.

"Thank you for today, Knight Colin."

"You're welcome." Colin bowed and saluted. After walking a few steps, he turned back and asked, "By the way, what exactly does the Elvish language you said today mean?"

Vera hesitated for a moment: "Believe in truth, not lies."

"Understood." Colin nodded with a smile and turned to leave.

Vera lied.

Colin just knew the last word of that Elvish sentence.

However, Colin didn't expose Vera, because he understood that the other party also lied to take care of his mood.

That last Elvish word doesn't mean a lie, but - a god.

Therefore, the true meaning of the Elvish language Vera said should be:

Believe in truth, not in gods.