The First Vampire

Chapter 598: 596 Cooperation_1
 

“Prince Otto! You, you…”

Prince Abbas stares wide-eyed, speechless at the troll before him. It takes him a while to find his voice.

The pride of the Troll Clan, the hero of the Volkin Family, the only Holy Warrior in recent hundred years, had actually chosen to become a guard of a human!

Abbas feels as if he could clearly hear something shattering deep within his heart.

No wonder Okamoto’s meticulously planned assassination failed. It turns out that the Holy Warrior Otto had betrayed them!

“Why?” Unable to suppress his anger and confusion, Abbas roars out his question.

But Prince Otto does not answer, only puts his helmet on in silence, as if reluctant to meet Abbas’s intense gaze.

“Prince Abbas, do you understand now? I’ve only offered you a chance for redemption, not begged for your cooperation.” Colin gently chips away at Abbas’s pride and resistance with his indifferent tone.

He opens the two wooden boxes on the table, revealing the severed heads of Okamoto and Squein in front of Abbas, before gesturing to Otto.

“Abbas, will you join my collection as the third skull? Or will you stand by my side as dutifully as the Holy Warrior Otto?”

He had to admit, Otto’s betrayal had dealt a heavy blow to Abbas’s morale.

His entire demeanour changed in an instant. He seemed defeatist, his back hunched, and his gaze was vacant and dull. He appeared to have aged a decade in a moment.

Colin, however, had no intention of showing mercy to his enemy. After Abbas pleads the fifth for some time, he again urges him on.

“Abbas, the Troll Empire is destined to have no future.

All you can do now is give it a dignified and painless exit.

About your people, my plan of transformation is already merciful enough.

As long as they fuse with the human bloodline and accept human culture and even faith, it will naturally eliminate their hatred of humans over time.

Only then will the North Territory and the Sky Ice Plain achieve lasting peace, true peace!”

The reason why Colin chose to have Abbas stir up trouble in the Troll Empire is that he’s too lazy to waste more time. The Troll Kingdom is too far away, and he doesn’t want to have to trek thousands of miles every time there’s a sign of civil unrest calming down in the Troll Empire, just to come to this frozen wasteland to slaughter some trolls without much resistance.

He’d rather focus on the affairs within the Radiant Empire. After all, the orc armies have not been repelled and there’s also the Church– an enemy he’s at loggerheads with.

Moreover, Colin is worried that if he invades too often, it might prompt the trolls to unite and even help the Troll Empire stabilize internally.

Of course, if Prince Abbas really doesn’t want to cooperate, Colin wouldn’t soften up. He would definitely seize the opportunity when the Troll Empire is at its weakest, completely wipe it out, and split the trolls into several small countries to fight each other.

However, this approach obviously takes more time and effort, and it’s also difficult to prevent the trolls from unifying.

So, having an insider like Abbas to create turmoil in the Troll Empire to cause it to slowly decline in rebellions and civil unrest, is the best method.

“I…I will…cooperate with you!” Prince Abbas finally spoke after pondering for a while. The sentence seemed to drain him off all his energy.

“Excellent!” Colin smiles again. He closes the two wooden boxes and says, “Rest assured, since you are my secret partner, I won’t treat you badly.

Whatever difficulties you face in the Troll Empire, you can contact me.

Also, you can choose an illegitimate half-troll son and send him secretly to Winterfell City.

As long as you work hard to accelerate the collapse of the Troll Empire, then the Half-Troll Kingdom will rapidly prosper. When the time is ripe, I’ll let Gwara abdicate the throne and pass it on to your illegitimate son.

And you, can also enjoy your twilight years in Winterfell City, or in the Half-Troll Kingdom.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“Alright.” Abbas nods. He seems to have thought it through, his face no longer as pale as before, the fury in his eyes gradually dissipating. Although guilt and pain still linger, he ultimately accepts the “peaceful” future Colin has planned out for the Troll Clan.

Colin pulls out pen and paper and hands them to Abbas, instructing:

“To help you ascend to the throne smoothly, and for your coming tasks to be carried out more conveniently, the Blood Knight Army will sweep the Troll Royal City a bit. Write down the names of any troll nobles you don’t want to see anymore.”

Prince Abbas silently takes the pen and paper, and after a moment’s hesitation, writes down more than a dozen names before handing it back to Colin.

Colin nods in satisfaction and says,

“Alright, you can go now. Later on, someone will deliberately stir up chaos in the prisoners’ camp so you can escape in the disorder.”

Prince Abbas hesitates for a moment before nodding, “Alright.”

He then turns around and walks away.

But as he got to the doorway, Prince Abbas stopped.

“Is there anything else?” Colin asked.

After struggling for a while, Prince Abbas finally confessed: “Count, Ubam plans to create chaos in the prisoner of war camp tonight, then escape in the confusion with me…”

“Is that so?” Colin looked at Prince Abbas with profound meaning, laughed and said, “That’s just perfect; it saves me the trouble of making arrangements.”

Seemingly understanding something, a chill rose in Prince Abbas’s heart, then he fled from the tent, as if the human Count he left behind was the most terrifying creature he had ever seen.

…

It was late at night.

The deep darkness enveloped the earth, even the moonlight couldn’t penetrate it.

Prince Abbas curled up in the prisoner of war camp, eyes closed, but he couldn’t sleep at all.

Thoughts about the future of the Troll Clan, that human Count’s evil plan, his own future and destiny, and the promise of the half-troll king…were spinning in his mind, causing him to forget to find Ubam for an explanation.

But unexpectedly, Ubam came by himself.

“Your Highness, everything is ready. When the riot breaks out, just follow me and run!”

Prince Abbas opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but said nothing, just nodded silently.

About ten minutes later, a scream broke the quiet night.

Prince Abbas immediately opened his eyes, but even before he could speak, Ubam next to him shouted: “Run!”

After saying that, he stood up and bolted.

Prince Abbas immediately followed.

As expected, the prisoner of war camp was in complete chaos, with trolls standing up, running madly in all directions.

All because they heard shouts that they didn’t know were true or false:

“Run! The Blood Knight Army is going to kill the prisoners! The Blood Knight Army is going to kill the prisoners!”

Prince Abbas followed closely behind Ubam, sprinting all the way, and after a while he finally realized that he was running south.

“Are we running in the wrong direction?”

“We’re not!”

Prince Abbas could only continue to follow and run.

They don’t know how long they ran for until they finally stopped, panting heavily.

Prince Abbas looked back, indeed, he didn’t see the Blood Knight Army catching up.

Because they ran in the wrong direction, only a few trolls had followed, and by this point, they had collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Prince Abbas approached Ubam and finally couldn’t help but quietly ask:

“You’ve met Colin Angler before, haven’t you?”

Ubam chuckled and said:

“Yes, Your Highness. This was actually a test. If you hadn’t been honest with the Count in the tent just now, I might have had to kill you myself, then go back and become the Troll Emperor.”

Looking at Ubam, who seemed disappointed, a chill and anger surged in Prince Abbas’s heart.

However, he could only snort coldly, not daring to do anything to Ubam.

Clearly, this was a spy arranged by Colin to watch him.

Besides, Prince Abbas didn’t know if Ubam was the only one…

“Your Highness, let’s continue our journey.” Ubam proposed with a smile.

Prince Abbas suppressed his inner thoughts and said:

“Fine.”