The Vampire Lord gently patted the weary Milian on the shoulder and said softly:
"Go and rest. We set off for Bataxin City tomorrow, where we will finalize the war aid from the Nordtoff Kingdom with Paladin Knight. You look terrible, Milian, maybe you should consider getting some help soon.
If you keep going like this, you'll be crushed by the pressures of work."
"I know. I've written letters and sent them to Charldo Harbor through the Cape family's channels. However, my classmates and my seniors may not be willing to come to this place in Transylvania."
The Crimson Regent sighed and said:
"Our reputation on the continent is so foul that not many people are tempted, even by high positions and great benefits."
"It's their lack of vision."
Murphy snorted and said:
