"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to meet you in this way." Laing's face quickly calmed down. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry to disturb you. May the dead rest in peace."
"…" The atmosphere in the room froze. Nefrata's eyes suddenly widened. A murderous aura came out of her, but it quickly disappeared. "Even Abo Wallace wouldn't dare to talk to me like this. Laing Macado, do you know who is sitting in front of you?"
"The Queen of Lemia, Nefrata. Didn't you introduce her to me?" Laing had recovered from his initial calmness. He calmly pulled a chair over and sat opposite Nefrata. "You still have a long way to go if you want to get respect from me."
"… Interesting." Nefrata reached out a slender hand and brushed the blonde hair in front of her forehead. She rested her cheek on her hand and stared at Laing with her blue eyes. "You think I can't kill you?"
"If you don't want to destroy the whole concert hall, you can't kill me, and I can't kill you." Laing shook his head. He reached out and rubbed his chin, looking a little helpless.
Nefrata was the world's first vampire. She was once a noble in the Nicohala Desert. Because of her beauty and divine favor, she was known as the Moon Goddess's Daughter. She was also the Queen of Lemia.
But in the end, in the chaos of Nagash, Nefrata could not resist the temptation of eternal youth and immortality. She drank Nagash's elixir of immortality and became the world's first vampire.
The story after that was so long that it could not be finished in ten thousand words. In a nutshell, during this period, Nefrata had emotional entanglements with Black Akerman, her bodyguard Abo Wallace, and Vlad Von Karstein. After Nagash, the Lord of the Dead, failed in the Nicohala Desert, Nefrata was forced to flee. She first fled to the Pirate Duchy of Satusa, but the army of the Tomb King caught up with her. Then she fled to the southern part of the Roof of the World and led her vampire minions to Silverpeak Mountain. At one point, she formed an alliance with the dwarves of Silverpeak Mountain. But in the end, the fragile alliance was broken. The vampires slaughtered all the dwarves of Silverpeak Mountain and occupied it.
When Nagash first came back to life and attacked Charlemagne's Empire, Nefrata refused to reinforce Nagash. She only sent a few servants to deal with him. She was tired of war.
Just like that, Nefrata stayed at home for one or two thousand years. It was said that she was also married to Vlad Von Karstein during this period. She was satisfied with her luxurious life and ruled her territory quietly. She established the Lemia Sisterhood and infiltrated human society. She continued to expand her influence in the human kingdoms so that she could enjoy the peaceful life she had now.
But even so, Nefrata's strength was not to be underestimated. Laing sat opposite her and could feel the terrifying power of the undead from this old witch who had lived for thousands of years. Nefrata was a powerful being at the pinnacle of the sacred realm. She was restricted by Nagash's elixir of immortality and had no hope of getting close to the realm of divinity. But this did not mean that Laing could defeat her easily. Laing even doubted if he could defeat Nefrata.
But at the same time, Nefrata was also very wary of Laing's strength. The silver vortex in his body was too dazzling and terrifying. Moreover, there was a powerful being at the sacred realm who was secretly observing outside the door.
Just like that, Queen Lemia and Duke Musillon sat opposite each other. Both were wary of the other's strength.
"I don't believe that you came to Nur just to kill Lady Qingrou." Laing looked down at the head on the ground. It was a beautiful woman wearing a mask. She was killed by Nefrata in a single blow. She did not even have time to react.
"A few days ago, Abo came to my territory and told me something." Nefrata did not answer Laing's question. She looked at the woman's head on the ground as if she was looking at a pile of trash. "At that time, I was thinking if I should give you a greeting gift. When I came to Nur, I found that you were looking for clues about the Church of Revelers and Lady Qingrou. I think you will like this greeting gift. "
Laing frowned. He clenched Mjolnir with both hands. "I can't think of a reason why you would help me, Queen Lemia. You are undead, and I am human. We are destined to be enemies."
"You are half right. We are not friends, but we are not enemies either." Nefrata looked very relaxed. She even kept swinging her slender legs that were hidden under her long dress. However, in her sleeves, she was holding the dagger that had accompanied her for thousands of years. "To fight or to make peace, it depends on whether you are willing to listen to what I have to say."
This put Laing in a difficult position. Due to the pride of the gray knight geno prototype and his identity as the king's son, he could not and should not sit down and negotiate with the undead. However, the wisdom that the king had left him told him that perhaps he could listen to what this vampire ancestor had to say. Dealing with aliens or even aliens was not a crime in the king's eyes. It depended on what Laing decided to do.
Moreover, he did not understand why Hal Harris would listen to Nefrata's men.
Wasn't this vampire baron of the Von Karstein family released by Laing after the battle of Muxilon? He swore never to return to Brittany.
Hal Harris gave Laing a look. After thinking for a long time, Laing finally nodded. "I will give you ten minutes."
"I am afraid ten minutes is not enough, but I think it is okay." Nefrata smiled and gestured to the door. "Invite this dark elf lady to come in and listen."
Laing agreed. Olica, the dark elf, came in wearing a Golden Smile Music Hall dress, black stockings, and strappy heels. She looked at Nefrata with extreme disgust. "Master, I have sent Emilia away."
"Very well. Speak, Lemia's Blood Ancestor." Laing spread his hands, indicating that Nefrata could speak.
"I want to say that on a certain matter, our interests are aligned." Nefrata's charming face was rather serious. She stretched out a finger, her fingernails embedded with various gems and gold threads. "You do not wish for the Lord of the Dead Nagash to be resurrected, and I do not wish for him to be resurrected either. Do you agree?"
"For now." Laing was not surprised. He could understand the vampires' mentality.
"That's why I have to say that you've done well. You've defeated that idiot Akerhan several times, forcing him to search for the Witchcraft Crown in the entire Old World. Without sufficient offerings, it's impossible to revive the Lord of the Dead. You've even killed Matthew Bard, the chess piece that he spent decades meticulously preparing." Nefrata's voice carried a hint of joy when she spoke of this matter. "Your actions have greatly slowed down Nagash's resurrection. Well done."
"Please wait. I remember that Akerman is your lover, and Matthew Bard is Akerman's godson?" Laing interrupted Nefrata.
"Matthew Bard is Akerman's godson, not mine. I can't wait to be happy that you killed him, so why would I be disgusted?" Nefrata did not mind. "As for Akerman, yes, he is my lover, but that idiot is too close to Nagash's will. He almost lost himself. I am very happy that you made him suffer. "
"Akerman is truly fortunate to have a lover like you." Laing said sarcastically, "So, you hope that I can stop Nagash's resurrection so that you can continue living your comfortable life? Do you think I will let you go, undead? "
"I am not like Vlad and Frey Mann who are filled with thoughts of ruling the world, nor am I a martial arts fanatic like Ai Bo," Nefrata said calmly. "I only want to maintain my current life. Neither of us wish for Nagash's resurrection, so we can reach an agreement on this point. My sister Lemia and I will help you in this matter, and you don't have to do anything. You just have to continue stopping Nagash's resurrection, and I will stand by your side and help you with all my strength."
Nefrata then smiled. "After all, it is a knight's duty to fight against evil, am I right?"
"I can kill you first, and then Akerman." Laing coldly rejected Nefrata's suggestion.
"You won't." Nefrata maintained her smile and continued, "After all, it wasn't easy for you to sign so many treaties with the Empire. Can you bear to see them all torn apart?"
"!!!" Ryan's pupils dilated slightly.
"Let me tell you, Laing Makado, in the Empire, my will extends further than Karl-franz's." Nefrata used simple words to state the terrifying truth. "I can have the Empire lead more than twenty knights to Brunswick or Nur to await orders with a single order. Can Karl-franz do it?"
So, the Empire is still alive?
It's a miracle.
Laing cursed inwardly.
He did not refute because he knew that Nefrata was telling the truth.
"You were also the one who ruined my plans in Estalia," Nefrata continued. "Do you still remember that female vampire with Lemia's bloodline?"
"The theft of Neptune's Trident and the news of Magritte's knights were all your doing?" Laing understood. "You were the one who supported Magritte's expedition?! Why did you do that? "
"To cause trouble for Arkham," Nefrata said nonchalantly. Nefrata said nonchalantly, "The Magritte Knights were supposed to launch an expedition to Akerhan's Black Tower in the desert. Of course, they were all going to their deaths. However, the tens of thousands of knights equipped with excellent weapons were enough to make Akerhan flustered and forced to return to Nicohara."
"… Arkham is really lucky to have a lover like you," Laing repeated.
"Alright, let's end our meeting here." Nefrata knew that there was no need for him to continue, because more than ten minutes had passed. This showed Leon's attitude. "Chaos is our common enemy, and we are indeed not friends. However, I will personally take action and eliminate the believers of Chaos hiding in Nuer City. Consider this my gift and my gratitude. As for other things, I don't care. If you want to end me, you are welcome to lead your army to Silver Peak Mountain and have a decisive battle with me. However, I believe that you may be very busy. As the future king of the Kingdom of Knights, you may be too busy to have such a huge expedition."
"I will make the Traveler's Association disappear from Nur. I promise." With that, Nefrata turned around and left. Judging from her appearance and clothes, she looked just like a real human noblewoman. She walked out confidently. "See you later, or perhaps never. Because the next time we meet, we will be real enemies."
The door closed, leaving Laing and Olica alone.
Baron Hal Harris pretended to follow Nefrata out, but after a few minutes, he turned around and came back. He obviously had something to say.
"Olica," Laing whispered. He was still considering Nefrata's suggestion.
"Yes!" The dark elf raised her navy blue Urth staff, and a magic barrier was erected in the room, isolating everything from the outside world. Olica was still looking at the vampire baron with disgust.
"Mr. Hal Harris." Laing looked a little curious. "I want to know, how did you become Nefrata's subordinate?"
The vampire baron looked helpless and sullen. "Because of a mission."
"A mission?"
The vampire baron once chose to surrender after witnessing Matthew Bad's deal with Chaos. In exchange for his freedom, he revealed Matthew Bad's secret and plan and stole Muxilon's crown. Therefore, after Laing conquered Muxilon, he let the vampire baron go as promised and asked him never to return to Brittany.
And it was during this that Laing gave Hal Harris a 'suggestion'. He hoped that the vampire baron of the Von Karstein family would join Man Frey and become Laing's spy in Man Frey's camp.
Hal Harris accepted this' suggestion 'and joined Man Frey, becoming his subordinate. However, Man Frey did not trust him, so the cunning Man Frey asked Hal Harris to pretend that Muxilon was defeated and saved by the Blood Dragon Patriarch. Hal Harris then joined Nefrata and became Man Frey's spy.
After Nefrata took Hal Harris in, she was going to let Hal Harris join Man Frey and become the Lemia sisters' spy in Man Frey's camp.
To put it simply, Hal Harris joined Man Frey as Laing's spy. Baldy Man let him join Nefrata as Von Karstein's spy, and Nefrata was going to use Hal Harris as Lemia's spy to join Man Frey.
He was going to be a three-faced spy.
Hal Harris thought for a long time. He believed that both Man Frey and Nefrata treated him as a tool. Only Laing was trustworthy, so he came to ask Laing what he should do next.
"Just do as Nefrata says." It took Laing two minutes to sort out the complicated relationship between Hal Harris and himself. "You just need to send Man Frey's information about Nagash's resurrection to Nefrata and me. You don't have to worry about anything else."
"Understood." Hal Harris bowed to show that he understood, then turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into the night of Nur.
"Master …" The dark elf walked behind Laing and gently massaged Laing's shoulders. "That female undead is very strong. At least I'm not sure if I can defeat her."
"None of the blood ancestors of the vampire family are weak. Nefrata doesn't like to fight, but her strength is unquestionable." Laing frowned as he considered the pros and cons.
Laing was not afraid of a head-on battle at all, but the most powerful thing about vampires was that they could spend years, decades, or even centuries to devise a vicious revenge plan. Laing now had a large family, and he could not always focus on guarding against vampires.
Olica kicked off her high heels and gently snuggled into Laing's arms. She hugged Laing and whispered in his ear. "Master, it's not a bad thing to have a tacit understanding with the vampire queen. We can prepare for both sides."
"Prepare for both sides?" Clayon hugged the soft and fragrant dark elf tightly in his arms, and curiously asked, "What do you know? Tell me quickly, Olica. "
"Master, Nefrata has a fated opponent. She used to be her cousin when she was alive, but now she is a mortal enemy. She is the master of the palace of Lebalas in the Nicojarra Desert, the first divine choice of the snake god Asaf, the Supreme Queen Khalida." The dark elf smiled. "I think Queen Khalida will be very willing to help you deal with Nefrata. After all, her wish is to kill all the vampires in the world, especially Nefrata. The two sides have a deep blood feud. Khalida was almost killed by Nefrata, but she was saved by Asaf. As long as she knows the whereabouts of Nefrata, she will be willing to help."
"You know a lot, my dear Olica." Laing's brows gradually relaxed. He kissed Olica's cheek. "Very well, let's do it!"
"Master ~"
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