"In this way, we can leave, right?" the leader smiled reluctantly and said to Valed.

"Of course, but before that, you should answer my questions first." Vared asked them: "Where did you come from? What did you do in Silvania?"

Hearing these two questions, the leader quickly answered: "We are a group of free soldiers. We are hired by His Excellency Hal, led by the Prince of the Frontier, to protect him to trade in your country."

This answer is quite clear, and Valed also knew what was going on - they were the princes of the border, a group of free soldiers who could be called one of the most chaotic areas of the Old World. Of course, Valed felt that it would be more appropriate to call them "mercenaries". Or they could also call them "War Dogs" by the Old World, other people, and other races."

This is a group of people who keep moving forward with the smell of blood and rely on betrayal of force to make a living. They have no moral integrity and no longer have anything to do with credibility or glory. They are not picky about their employers. As long as they have enough money, it doesn't matter to even the vampires, dark elves and northern barbarians.

"Trade...is he a merchant? Do you call him your Excellency?" Valed smiled sarcastically as if he had heard something funny. The mercenary captain quickly heard the meaning of Valed's words.

"For a true noble like you, naturally no one can compare with you. But for us, the hard-earned free soldiers, as long as we give us commissions, you are the priest." The mercenary captain answered, and secretly praised Valed.

"Okay, you can leave." Vared laughed again, and after a snap of his fingers, the door opened again. The air inside began to flow again. A group of free soldiers felt like they were reborn. Only then did they realize how heavy the atmosphere inside the room was just now. It seemed like it had become another world. At the same time, at the entrance of the tavern, a company that appeared at some point, hundreds of ancient tomb guards also made the group of people frightened.

Only then did they realize that if they had really had a conflict with this vampire that looked small, then they would definitely die.

"These bats are evil in their bones. Damn, I will never come here again."

Many free soldiers swear secretly in their hearts. Of course, the oaths of these guys are no different from those of cabbage. As long as the price is sufficient.

"Thank you for your kindness." After hearing Valed agree to them to leave, the mercenary captain finally breathed a sigh of relief. After thanking him again, he hurriedly took his soldiers away. It was like an ogre in the corps behind him, as fast as possible.

"As for this thing... cut off the limbs and hung them on the walls. Let people know what would happen if we offend us in Silvania."

The following sentence was said by Valed to the tomb guards who rushed over. The tomb guards of this company were naturally summoned by him through the magic wind. After Valed finished speaking, Maya, the maid beside him, exclaimed in a low voice. It seemed that she was surprised that Valed gave such an order. However, Valed would always ignore her opinions. This time was no exception.

Hearing Vared say this, the tomb guard walking in front pulled out his sword, slashed around, and then cut down his limbs. A group of undead soldiers saluted Vared again. Then they dragged the unlucky ghost away step by step, leaving behind blood. The man whose limbs were cut off caused a panic in the city. But it soon calmed down.

Watching the tomb guards leave, Valed then turned around and asked the tavern owner who had witnessed the whole process and collapsed to the ground: "Is the milk yet?"

"It's time to go--" Hearing Vared say this, the tavern owner stood up and nodded at Vared like a chicken pecking at rice, and at the same time he wanted to turn around and run towards the kitchen. His panic behavior made Vared laugh:

"Okay, if it's not good, please don't. Maya, let's go back."

"Yes... Young Master." Seeing the young master making a personal splash without changing his expression, Maya felt uncomfortable for a while, so she seemed more well-behaved than usual.

Let’s not mention the young master of Castein’s family, who killed people casually in the city. After the free soldiers fled, they hurried back to the hotel where they lived and told their employer everything that happened. That is, Hal, a smuggler who came here to "do business".

The smuggling merchant traded with Sylvania more than once. Naturally, he knew the seriousness of this matter. When he heard that these bastard mercenaries actually offended a vampire noble, he wanted to cut all these idiots. Soon, when the group of idiots told the age and characteristics of the vampire, Hal quickly analyzed that this was the only male in the Castein family now. His identity was much nobler than ordinary vampires, and the future earl.

At that time, Hal's first thought was to pack up and run away quickly. The young master might not pursue this matter again. However, the other vampire nobles who received the news would definitely be able to kill him!

However, a second thought arose and soon dominated:

You can't leave. You must never leave. Not to mention whether you can leave in this terrifying country ruled by vampires. Even the losses after leaving are also unacceptable to Hal.

Because Sirvania was blocked by other "just" countries, the profits of smuggling trade with Sirvania were quite considerable.

In fact, this down-and-out nobleman of the Sigma Empire and a large smuggler led by the Prince of the Frontier. Most of the income depends on trade with Sylvania. Weapons and metals were imported from the Sigma Empire and sold to the Prince of the Frontier where wars continued.

Then transport the bodies, bones collected by the Prince of the Frontier, and the luxury goods needed by the vampires to Silvania.

Then buy magical industrial products produced by vampires in Silvania and go back to the Sigma Empire to sell them. If you go through such a triangular trade once, the profit can be increased by at least five times. Compared to such a huge profit, that little bit of danger is nothing.

A big businessman has much more ways to make money than him, and even if a small businessman loses his capital, it is easy to make a comeback. But if a medium-sized businessman who is as unlucky as him is lost, then more than ten years of hard work will be over.

"No - this matter must be solved and the loss must be made up for. Even if the group of vampires can be satisfied, it would be even better. I would be blessed in disguise." After making up my mind, the merchant made up his mind to use all his current resources to please the vampire boy in exchange for his forgiveness. If he could make friends with him for this, it would be great.

After making up his mind, the smuggling merchant immediately selected the gift and went to the lord's residence in Dekenhof City in person. He found the official responsible for commercial circulation. He did not say anything, but just gave him a heavy gift, hoping to meet Count Castein...

In fact, Vared had never thought of continuing to pursue the matter and killing the person who offended him personally. He thought this was enough. After he returned to the castle with a carriage, he had already forgotten about this matter. He asked the coachman to clean up the carriage and ask Maya to clean up the house. He went to the basement himself and found an alchemy laboratory without anyone to do an experiment.

Although Valed learned very quickly, he only learned it. He could not understand this knowledge very well. He knew it but did not know why. In order to make up for this defect, Valed has been in and out of the alchemy laboratory recently and conducted various magic and alchemy experiments to truly master the knowledge he learned.

Various magic experiments took a lot of time. Vared only carried out a few of them and it was already time to get off work. The vampires left the underground arsenal and alchemy laboratory in groups of three or three. Vared thought about it and returned to the Dekenhof Castle and prepared to take a rest.

He called Maya again and asked her to pour herself a cup of juice, and then get some pastries, and a sound box he made a few days ago to record and play music. After Maya was finished, Vared on the chair on the first floor hall, drinking juice, eating pastries, and listening to music.

After a while, the sound of a carriage came from the door. Then the main entrance of the castle opened. Vared looked up and saw that it was not his sister Isabella who came in. It was his mother, Madame Windsor.
Chapter completed!