Chapter 81: Variety

The night deepened.

There was no moonlight in Icestone City tonight, only a few stars.

Colin stood on the balcony of the Red Castle and looked into the distance.

To the north was the cold and barren Sky Ice Field, and to the east, he could see the edge of the forest.

Who knew how many wild beasts were hidden in the dark forest.

After passing through the dark forest, he would enter the territory of the half-elf kingdom.

Footsteps sounded, and Knight Charles appeared behind Colin. "Sir, you were looking for me?"

"Have a seat." Colin turned around and pointed at the glass of red wine on the table. "Have a drink."

Knight Charles was a bit hesitant. "Sir, I've already prepared to stop drinking."

"It's fine, just drink less." Colin insisted.

Only then did Knight Charles raise the wine glass and lightly touch it with Colin before sending it to his mouth.

Colin drank the red wine while paying attention to Knight Charles' reaction.

The red wine he gave Charles had poison in it.

Of course, this wasn't Colin purposely tricking his blood descendant.

It was just that he was doing an experiment.

And he had already experimented on blood thralls before and found that they were all immune to poison.

Therefore, he felt that higher level blood descendants should also be immune to poison.

"How is it? Are there any changes in your body these past few days? "Colin put down the wine glass and asked.

Charles put down the wine glass and excitedly reported his findings to Colin.

Through the other's description, Colin learned that Knight Charles' current changes were very similar to his.

Photophobia, bloodthirsty, immortality …

Yes, after Charles discovered that his severed fingers had grown back, he began experimenting on his own body.

Then, he discovered that there were no longer any fatal wounds on his body.

Of course, unlike the blood thralls, Charles could still feel pain.

Colin rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Right now, he really wanted to know if a blood descendant could also level up by drinking the blood of a high level knight.

However, Charles was already a third level knight, and Colin didn't have the blood of a fourth level knight to experiment on.

"Can you control your canine teeth?" Colin asked again.

"Tiger Fang?" Puzzled, Knight Charles opened his mouth, revealing two inconspicuous canine teeth. "I don't think so."

"Hmm …"

Colin guessed that if a bloodline couldn't control the lengthening of its canine teeth, then it probably wouldn't be able to release blood poison through its canine teeth and create blood thralls.

Of course, it would be even more impossible to complete The Embrace and create the next generation of blood descendants.

After that, Colin chatted with Knight Xiaer about some matters related to the construction of the cavalry. Seeing that Xiaer's expression remained the same, completely unaffected by the poisonous wine, Colin confirmed the fact that the blood descendants were immune to poison.

"Oh, by the way, do you like hunting?" Colin suddenly asked.

Knight Charles froze for a moment and nodded. "I like it."

"Well, the last time I went hunting with Knight Legg, this guy met a mysterious knight and was beaten up. He didn't have enough fun. I was going to go with him again, but I've been too busy recently. If you have time, accompany him to have some fun. "

After borrowing blood from Rego last time, Colin had successfully advanced to the second level.

However, he felt that Rego's blood should be able to help him advance to the third level, so he wanted to borrow it again.

However, Colin didn't plan to bring Rego out to hunt again. That would easily arouse the other party's suspicion.

If he was attacked every time he went hunting with Colin, then no matter how stupid he was, Rego would suspect that the attacker was related to Colin.

Therefore, he planned to let Knight Charles lure the Knight of Rego out.

"Okay." Knight Charles didn't suspect anything and naturally nodded in agreement.

After sending Knight Charles off, Colin picked up the other party's wine cup and poured the remaining poisonous wine into his mouth.

If blood thralls and blood descendants were immune to poison, then he shouldn't have any problems either.

Colin thought so.

Just as he was carefully feeling the changes in his body, footsteps sounded again. Butler Eamon appeared on the balcony. "Master, you were looking for me?"

Colin nodded. "Have a seat."

The two sat down on the balcony. Colin clapped his hands and had the maid bring in two more cups of red wine and some dried fruit.

Of course, there was no poison in the wine this time.

The maid quietly placed the things on the table and then quickly left.

"You changed all the servants in the castle?" Colin took a sip of red wine and asked.

"No, I just changed your personal servants. This is also for your safety, and it didn't cost much." Eamon hurriedly explained.

Colin nodded and didn't say anything.

The servants in the Red Castle were mostly left behind by the Su Duo family. Colin originally didn't plan to change all of them. After all, the recruitment and training of new servants required money, and the Angele family's current financial situation wasn't that great.

He needed to save as much money as possible and use it in crucial areas, such as the construction of the army.

However, he also knew that the old butler had good intentions, so he didn't reprimand him.

"How is the new tax officer, Quincy, doing?"

"Very good." Eamon smiled and nodded. "Master, you found a very outstanding tax officer."

"Hmm, that's good. However, you have to keep an eye on him. I can't completely trust him yet. "

"I understand."

Seeing that Eamon understood his intentions, Colin was relieved. He took out a letter from his shirt pocket and handed it to the old butler.

"I just received a reply from Marquis Dawson. He agreed to provide us with warhorses and armor. However, the price … is a little too high. See if it's suitable. "

Eamon carefully read Marquis Dawson's reply and thought for a moment before saying,

"Master, we can get Marquis Dawson to provide a batch of samples. If the quality of the samples is as he said, and isn't inferior to the standard equipment of the Black Cavalry, then the price isn't too high."

"Alright, then let him send over a batch of samples first." Colin rubbed his forehead and was somewhat vexed. "But with our family's finances … can we afford this expenditure?"

"It's very difficult." Eamon said truthfully.

Seeing that Colin was deep in thought, Eamon advised, "Master, forgive me for being blunt, but isn't it a little too hasty to form a cavalry now?"

Colin was silent.

He understood that Eamon's words made sense. He was indeed a little hasty.

If he waited for a year or two, for the territory to recover and for the taxes to be plentiful, it might be more appropriate to form a cavalry.

However, Colin couldn't wait that long.

He knew that the Duke Of St. Hilde and Marquis García had already formed a rift.

Although Marquis García didn't seem to have made any moves, as though he had endured his brother's betrayal.

However, who knew when a crisis would appear on the Northern Frontier? At that time, would the Black Cavalry still stand unreservedly on the side of the Duke Of St. Hilde, just like the previous two times?

Thus, Colin felt a deep sense of danger.

He had to quickly develop his own forces. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the right to choose a side and could only go with the flow and be trampled on.

Thinking of this, Colin clenched his teeth and said fiercely.

"We can borrow money!"