Huh? Are they all real?

Looking at the broken window and Duke Accardo jumping down without any hesitation.

The newly appointed vampire guard looked at the veteran guard beside him who turned a blind eye and said:

"What should we do? The Grand Duke seemed to have jumped just now?"

Although he was surprised by this, the veteran looked at it and said to the recruit:

"Don't worry, the Grand Duke just can't withstand the blow."

"But isn't that a big deal?"

"Ah, don't worry, I just jumped from a height of 10,000 meters without any protection."

"But, you seem to be getting more and more serious."

"It sounds serious. Trust me, the Grand Duke will be fine! Ah, how long until we change shifts?"

The recruit looked at the sun and said:

"Probably less than ten minutes. But don't we even need to report it?"

"Less than ten minutes? That's great. Come on, let's go drink after shift. The goblin boys have developed a new spirit. I heard it even simulates the taste of dragon and horse blood. It's great!"

At that moment the recruit knew he was in the right place.

This is such a great new job!

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In the Seven Hills Royal Capital, Leicester was looking at this legendary creation from the dwarves with admiration.

Once upon a time, he always thought that the huge underground cave in the underground stronghold where he was detained would be a huge shock.

But in front of this real capital, he was surprised to find that the underground cave was only the size of a bird's nest.

As for Duke Bathory's mobile fortress, he had obviously never seen it.

"I had only heard of this magnificent city before. Many people said it was very beautiful and majestic, but I didn't expect it to be so shocking."

Lester's heartfelt admiration made Bahrain look good:

"Although you are a vampire, you finally said a few decent words."

"I'll tell the other dwarves not to beat you up."

Bahrain's words completely shocked Leicester:

"What do you mean try not to hit me?!"

Moen held him down and said:

"Don't worry, dwarves are like this. They don't have any ill intentions, they are just unhappy with you. Even if you are really beaten, you can still ask them for help."

Looking at Morn who followed him into the palace after saying that, Lester was filled with astonishment.

You really don't think there's anything wrong with this? !

In the room in front of the throne room.

Because the dwarf's friends are here, except for those elders who really can't come, the dwarves with the most say in the Seven Hills are basically gathered here.

When the dwarf guards loudly announced Morn's arrival.

The dwarf elders stood up enthusiastically and extended their welcome to their friends who had come from afar - almost making Morn vomit blood and beat his chest.

Then all the dwarf elders looked at Lester, who was obviously redundant.

Lester looked around and found that the only one who could still speak for himself, Moen, was clutching his chest and speechless.

So he immediately said:

"I'm going out right now! Please just pretend I don't exist!"

After saying that, he ran away.

After Moen recovered, he continued to rub his chest and said:

"So, how much do you know about the situation of the vampires?"

The dwarf elder closest to Morn said directly:

"Almost all vampires at earl level and above are here. For this reason, they still claim to be free to move and have no other meaning."

"Obviously, those guys are here for the last seal!"

"A bunch of vile, dirty, disgusting things."

After the dwarves cursed for a while, an elder said to Morn:

"Friends, regarding this matter, we found out that the Bathory family is the leader. At least the other vampires they contacted came to Qiqiu."

The Bathory family?

Among the Eight Dukes, they were originally at the bottom, but because of the great purge that year, the Bathory family, which was a marginal player, was the best preserved.

It is through this convenience that they have prospered to this day.

And the Bathory family is also related to Leicester.

"Friend, what's going on with that vampire?"

Because Lester was not here, the dwarf elders asked directly.

Of course, if Lester was here, they would definitely ask directly, that's what dwarves do.

Moen said directly:

"He is a stranger, his name is Lester, and he is also the last king of the vampire clan. At least that's what he said."

"According to his intelligence, the second son of the Bathory family seems to be on our side, because he took the initiative to kill the rest of the royal bloodline and let him go as a stranger."

Upon hearing this, a dwarf elder immediately said:

"As for this matter, we did receive news that the Bathory family is chasing the defectors."

“They even asked us to help keep an eye on it.”

"If both sides are right, that should be it."

Moen nodded and said:

"That's true in theory, but I still can't trust the so-called second son."

"Why, friend?"

Morn looked at the dwarf elders in front of him and said:

"The hierarchy of the Vampire Clan is very strict, and it would be difficult for a second son to do this. I suspect this is a self-directed arrangement."

Regarding Morn's words, the dwarves said doubtfully:

"But why do you do this? Judging from the current situation, their target must be the last seal of the blood moon."

"But I can't think of the benefits of doing this for them."

"If it is to make us believe in the second son of a blood-clan duke, he has been exiled. Even if he is really brought into the Seven Hills by us, what can he do?"

Moen also shook his head and said:

"I don't know either. There is still too little information. Have you found anything from the Pure White Dynasty?"

In that wrong history, it was the White King who personally attacked the Seven Hills.

Let everything go completely irreversible.

Now, although there have been great changes, it is not the White King and the Pure White Dynasty's Crusade Army that have come, but the many fortresses of the blood clan.

But Moen is still worried about new changes in the Pure White Dynasty.

After asking each other for a long time about Morn's question, the dwarves said:

"Since you left, we have been keeping an eye on the movements of the Pure White Dynasty."

"Unexpectedly, there was no response from the other side."

"At least we didn't find anything."

Moen raised his eyebrows and said:

"But this time, it must be related to them."

"Yes, but we have no idea where to start at the moment."

The Blood Clan and the Pure White Dynasty are both powerful forces, while the dwarves are on the decline.

Whether it is intelligence or anything else, the dwarves are at a huge disadvantage.

After rubbing his eyebrows, Morn asked:

"What are your plans now?"

"There is no good way. Although the dwarves in other regions have expressed their strong support, distant water cannot quench immediate thirst."

"The only thing we can do is to be prepared and attract as many other races as possible to the Seven Hills as witnesses. Prove that we have no moral problems."

To be honest, whether or not we occupy the moral position actually has little impact, but the dwarves do not have any good solutions.

The other party's target must be the seal of the blood moon, and the dwarves will not hand it over.

After thinking for a while, Morn said carefully:

"What if I tell you that the well is not that important?"

"Friend, what do you mean?"

"I mean, the well can be abandoned."

"No!"

The dwarves naturally refused. Morn wanted to explain, but before he could speak, the dwarves interrupted him and said:

"Friend, we know that you know a lot, and we know that what you said is mostly true, but the first six of the seven seals were found and destroyed."

"This shows that they must have some way to lock the specific location of the seal, but under such circumstances, they still came to Qiqiu."

"I don't know what's going on, but I know one thing, that is, this will definitely protect the last seal."

"So even if it's just for this, we will not hesitate at any cost!"

At this point, the dwarf elder looked at Morn deeply and said:

"So, friend, you shouldn't come back."

Moen looked down at the medal pinned on his chest.

The dwarf's hammer and his crown were still shining.

"We are friends, so I must come back!"

A good-natured laugh suddenly broke out in the hall.

It has been a long time since the long-legged people liked them so much.

"Well, you are still the same. It's just that this time it's really difficult."

Regarding the helplessness of the dwarves, Morn asked:

"How much support can the dwarves in other areas provide?"

"You should have seen a lot of soldiers in different clothes on the way here, and those can be said to be all the support."

"Although we now occupy one of the best mines, the overall decline is extremely great. We can't even put together a corps in our peak period."

"Obviously the population is not much different."

Technology, culture, wealth, and population are all backward compared to before.

For the plight of their own race, the dwarves do not hide it in front of true friends.

This is not to seek the other party's help, but just feel that there is no need to hide from friends.

Of course, others will be angry about the dwarves.

But as they were talking, a dwarf elder said:

"But they also told us that in two days, Duke Bathory will hold a gathering within the blood clan."

"I heard that he will summon all the blood clan nobles who came to the Seven Hills. If we can get in, we will definitely get a lot of inside information."

"The only problem is that we really can't think of any good way to get in."

It's really a bit difficult to ask a dwarf to disguise as a blood clan.

It's impossible for two dwarves to get in together, right?

And Moon asked with a subtle look:

"Is this news confirmed?"

"We have also checked it out, and it is very sure that it is true, but we can't get in!"

As they were talking, the dwarf elders who reacted also looked at Moon.

"I can get in!"

Since it is a gathering for the blood clan nobles, how could Moon not get in?

Is there any noble who is more pure than Moon in the blood clan? !