[Chapter 8]: The Count went to the battlefield and went out to help collect taxes!
Before that, Fang Qingyan had awakened the super power of flying.
Now get two again.
One is "pain control", which can make the enemy feel the pain beyond the limit of tolerance, a super power that directly acts on the brain's senses.
The other is "imprisoned gaze", which uses the ability to use both eyes and relies on powerful mental power to imprison the enemy's body and make it impossible to move.
All the offensive superpowers, the effect depends on the strength of the spirit, the stronger the spirit, the greater the power it exerts.
If other blood clans knew that Fang Qingyan had awakened three superpowers when he was in the Viscount realm, he would probably go crazy with envy!
Three months of concentrated practice.
Fang Qingyan's bloodline has also risen from the beginning of the Viscount to the pinnacle of the Viscount.
"However, I've been unlucky recently… I've been signing in for a long time without getting blood essence."
He gradually frowned.
Seems like you can't always check in at this place.
You have to switch to some special locations to sign in to get rich rewards.
…
Today, he completed his work as usual.
When he came out of the study, he ran into the old butler Albert.
"Go to the living room when you're done. I just have something to tell you."
The old housekeeper Albert said.
Fang Qingyan was a little surprised, but he didn't ask much, nodded and said, "Okay."
"I have to inform others, see you later."
"Got it."
Watching Albert's figure disappear at the entrance of the stairs.
Fang Qingyan's eyes flickered slightly.
Speaking of…
It has been over a month since Count Carstein appeared.
Although it is common for the vampires to sleep in the coffin for a few years.
But Fang Qingyan felt that what happened this time seemed unusual…
…
Castle living room.
In addition to a dozen servants and attendants, there are also several guards.
Everyone was called up.
"Everyone is here, then I won't talk nonsense, let's start directly."
Albert looked around the crowd and coughed: "The Earl will not be back for a long time. I need to arrange some things for you in advance."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
"Lord Earl is not coming back?"
"So the count has not been in the castle all this time?"
"Butler Albert, where did your lord go? When will you be back?"
…
"Everything is quiet!"
Albert's pitch increased by eight points, and everyone immediately fell silent.
Fang Qingyan's eyes flashed, but he had a guess in his heart.
"Lord Count, he…"
Albert paused, and then said quietly, "He went to the Delano Mountains."
The scene fell into a dead silence…
Everyone understood what the old butler meant.
Count Carstein is on the battlefield! ! !
Fang Qingyan said in his heart that the war between Azeroth and Nikara had reached a fever pitch.
In his spare time, he will pay attention to the progress of the war between the two countries when he has nothing to do.
Orcs and vampires fought fiercely!
The mountains of Draenor have been soaked in the blood of generations of vampires and orcs for millennia.
Obviously, the front line is now tight and lacks combat power.
Not only Count Carstein, but many nobles were summoned to the battlefield.
After all, the nobles enjoy the support of the kingdom, and enjoy the enviable fiefs, wealth, beauty, servants, blood and food…
When the country is in crisis, it is time for them to work hard.
Even if the royal family does not issue a summoning order, at such a time, the nobles will not be greedy for life.
After all, once the country is broken, all the power and status enjoyed by the nobles will be vanished!
…
It took a long time for everyone to recover from this shocking news.
One by one worried.
Fear of the death of Count Carstein in battle.
Once there is no protection from the Count, these commoners and pariahs will return to the bullied life before.
"Oh~ the ancestor of Lilith is on top, please bless the count of the count for a safe return!"
Some people could not help but fold their hands in prayer.
"Okay, you don't need to worry about Lord Earl, it's not the first time for Lord to go to the battlefield."
Albert waved his hand impatiently and said, "Ever since my grandfather was the steward of this castle, Count Carstein has often gone to the front to fight, and every time he returns triumphantly, every time he returns, his fief will double in size. !"
"This time will be no exception. Don't be downcast and cheer up."
Having said that.
But who is 100% confident that they will come back alive?
After all, going to the battlefield means fighting orcs.
And fighting means there is a chance of death!
…
Fang Qingyan's eyes were very calm.
Although he had a good impression of Count Carstein, and felt that he was gentle towards his servants… but that was all.
Fang Qingyan would not be sad if Count Carstein died in battle.
The reason why these people in the hall are worried and uneasy is that they are afraid that no one will protect them after the death of the earl.
However, Fang Qingyan did not need shelter.
…
"Let's get down to business, Lord Earl took the 800 Guards on the fief with him when he left."
Albert coughed and glanced at everyone: "In the past, the guards used to go to the fief to collect taxes from house to house, but now there are not enough people, so from today, you don't need to do the work in the castle anymore, go and collect taxes. tax."
tax?
Fang Qingyan was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, the human carriage driver came to mind.
That is, to go to a human to draw blood, right?
Don't we have to run around in various small towns and villages?
Fang Qingyan was initially reluctant.
After all, going out to collect taxes means that you can't stay quietly in the castle to cultivate.
But after thinking about it, his current bloodline has risen to the peak of Viscount, and he will not break through any more retreats.
Might as well go out for a walk.
By the way, check in at another place to see if you can get a drop of blood essence to break through.
"Alright, let's go and deal with the people from the previous life."
The corners of Fang Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly.
But in the eyes of the blood race, human beings are all small pieces of bread… that is, food!
............
............