MTL - Tome of Blood-Chapter 186 -36- You are in luck!

  Chapter 186-36-You are so lucky!

   "What? Viscount Laval is asleep?"

  After listening to Layton, the branch president of the Mercenary Association, Sebastian was surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Sebastian, as you know, Viscount Laval has a special race. Existences like them often go dormant for several years or even decades, and Viscount Laval felt that his strength was about to break through a few years ago. , so I temporarily resigned from the position of honorary president, and went to find a place to sleep."

  President Layton replied.

   "How many years ago? When exactly?"

  Charlotte's heart moved slightly.

   "If I remember correctly, it was seven years ago. At that time, I was a little caught off guard. After all, Viscount Laval never said that he would fall asleep."

  President Layton recalled.

  Seven years ago?

  Charlotte couldn't help but glance at Sebastian.

  This time is a bit delicate, it is the year when the mining workshop was infiltrated.

   "Did LaVar say where he's been?"

  Sebas asked again.

  President Layton shook his head:

   "No, the sleeping place is extremely important to them, and Viscount Laval did not disclose it before he left."

   After speaking, he asked again:

"My lord, Mr. Sebastian, what do you want to do with Viscount Laval? If necessary, you two can leave a message here at the guild. Before leaving, Viscount Laval said that he would come back when he wakes up, but... the details I don’t know when it was, as we all know, their race... the concept of time has always been, um... unique, comparable to that of giant dragons."

   "There is no need to leave a message, but... If there is news about Laval, I hope you can send someone to the Earl's Mansion to inform."

  Charlotte shook her head and said.

The deep sleep of the blood race is indeed very metaphysical, ranging from a few months to tens of hundreds of years, who knows where this Viscount Laval slept and when he woke up... In short, at the moment when he knew that the other party had fallen asleep , Charlotte knew that she might not be able to see her.

  However, having said that, there is no harm in letting the Mercenary Association pay attention.

also…

   "Your Excellency Layton, in recent years, have any other new blood races appeared on the territory?"

   Charlotte asked again.

  The reason why I came to find Viscount Laval is to learn about the blood race. Since Viscount Laval is not here, it may be beneficial to ask the Mercenary Association.

  Although Castel’s Mercenary Association has declined with the shrinking of the Dark Forest, it is still a well-connected industry organization.

   "Blood race..."

  President Layton frowned and recalled, then shook his head:

   "This... I really don't know very well, the activities of the blood race have always been secretive, and someone like Viscount Laval is different, but..."

   "But what?"

  Sebas's heart moved slightly.

   "However, in the past few years, there have indeed been many strange entry-level transcendents in Castel. Most of them are low-key and mysterious, but they are somewhat similar to the behavior style of the blood race."

   "As for more, we don't know. The Mercenary Association has always paid attention to the privacy of customers, and will not ask too much information about customers, so the information we know is very limited."

   President Layton said.

   Have there been a lot of unfamiliar advanced transcendents?

  Charlotte's eyes twitched.

  Transcendents are not Chinese cabbage, especially advanced ones.

  Although the Mercenary Association failed to provide accurate information, based on what happened to the Castel Mining Workshop, Charlotte can probably be sure that these so-called strangers are probably the blood of the Ness clan.

  She roughly sorted out a thread in her heart:

About seven years ago, the Ness clan set their sights on Castel, successfully infiltrated the Castel silver mine and wooed many nobles in the territory, with the purpose of planning something, and the process required Lots of Mithril.

  In addition, a black dragon may have existed under the Castel Silver Mine. It is not known what connection this black dragon has with the Ness clan, but the Ness clan probably has the power of the black dragon.

  The giant dragon was born as a star, and after a few years of growth, it became a silver moon. According to Noah's various descriptions, the black dragon in the mine is obviously not a young dragon, at least it is a juvenile dragon or even a young dragon.

   In other words, the Nass clan that infiltrated the Castel Territory may have reached the highest combat power of Chi Yang!

  Thinking of this, Charlotte's expression became solemn.

  She was not afraid of the strength of the blood race behind the scenes, but thought of something deeper.

After so many days, she has never received a report from a nobleman against a blood clan. This shows the secret of the Nass clan's infiltration, the strength of its control, and the other party's erosion of Castel even has a sense of certainty in it. .

  From this perspective, the infiltration of Castel by the Ness clan is likely to be no longer just an action of a high-ranking blood clan in the clan, but more like a systematic plan.

   In other words, she might have to face the entire Ness clan this time!

   This is a bit troublesome.

  Although Charlotte has obvious suppression of the power of other blood clans, and there is a bug such as the liberation of the true ancestors, but if she faces the entire clan directly, she thinks she is not ready yet.

   You must know that, unlike the Gorefiend Cult that was beaten into hiding by the Holy Royal Court, blood clans like the Ness clan are no less than a well-organized secret church.

   Their organizational and action capabilities are by no means comparable to that of the Gorefiend Cult, and they can even challenge the Holy Royal Court in their own territory.

   Of course, this is the worst case scenario.

  Considering that the Castel Territory is nominally the sphere of influence of the Holy Royal Court, Charlotte estimated that the Ness clan would not make too much noise.

  As for Viscount Laval of the Mercenary Guild...

  To be honest, choosing to suddenly declare sleep at this critical point, how does Charlotte feel that this well-known "blood in the sun" seems to have known something in advance, and chose to sleep and run away in order to avoid trouble.

"Master, it seems... that guy Laval should have heard the news and ran away in advance. I know that guy, although he is elegant enough, but he is quite afraid of trouble. He probably knows the actions of the Ness clan and is worried that the Ness clan will stare at him. Fuck him, so I found an excuse to hide."

  Sebastian's solemn voice sounded in Charlotte's heart, and it was obvious that he wanted to go with her.

  Charlotte glanced at him, and saw that the flame elf's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Owner…"

  His voice continued to ring in Charlotte's heart:

   "The blood race has a deep concept of territory, and in the dark world, even if Laval is the number one blood race noble in the Northland, if he didn't feel a huge threat, he probably wouldn't run away."

   "The plot of the Ness clan may be bigger than we imagined, and the banquet the day after tomorrow...may not be so peaceful."

  Charlotte nodded slightly.

  Sebas was right.

  If the Ness clan has big plans, I am afraid that the banquet she prepared will also become part of the Nass clan's plan.

  Charlotte originally wanted to use this banquet to identify the enemy and the enemy. It would be best to clean up all the betrayed nobles at once.

   But now it seems that maybe the people behind the scenes see her that way.

  Since the Ness clan can control the Castel silver mine by infiltrating the Castel nobles.

  So, in the case of her little count returning to the territory, what is more convenient than controlling the Northland by controlling her, the Lord of Castel?

  Charlotte can almost predict that if the Ness clan is really determined to win the Castel Territory, then...they may also attack her at this banquet.

   "It doesn't matter, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, if they really plan to attack me at the banquet, maybe it is also a chance."

  Charlotte replied in consciousness.

  Since they are going to confront the Ness clan after all, it is of course more advantageous to fight on their own territory than to fight within the opponent's sphere of influence.

  Charlotte and the two chatted with President Layton of the Mercenary Association for a few more words, and after confirming that they could not get more information, they decided to leave.

   "Mr. Layton, if there is any useful information recently, Castel is always welcome to provide it. This is our advance payment."

   Charlotte said.

   As she spoke, she gave Sebas a look, and Sebas understood instantly, and immediately took out a pack of shiny gems from the storage space and placed them on the guild's table.

  Seeing the gem, President Layton became even more enthusiastic:

   "Of course, the Mercenary Association is happy to help you!"

  After leaving the gem, Charlotte got up to leave. However, just as they walked out of the VIP room, they suddenly saw a guild receptionist running over in a hurry and whispering something in President Layton's ear.

  President Layton’s expression became weird almost visible to the naked eye:

   "Consigned for auction? That castle? Are you sure?"

  The front desk lady of the guild nodded fiercely.

  President Layton's expression became more subtle.

  Charlotte's heart moved slightly:

   "President Layton, what happened?"

   "My lord..."

   Layton looked at Charlotte strangely:

   "It seems that you are really the darling favored by the God Lord. As soon as you finished speaking, we have news that is suspected to be related to the blood race."

   "Oh? What information?"

  Charlotte suddenly became interested.

   "Have you heard of Pointe Castle?"

  President Layton asked.

   "The Pointed Castle?"

   "Yes, Sharphorn Castle. It is an ancient castle on the southwest border of Castel Territory. It has been abandoned for a long time. Few people know about it now. It is said that it is controlled by a family of down-and-out nobles."

   "Because it is located at the junction of Violet and Castel, the ownership there has never been very clear. It is said that the nobles who lived there in the past were loyal to both Violet and Bold."

   "However, it is rumored that a long, long time ago, a rather ancient blood race lived there..."

   As he spoke, President Layton had a strange expression on his face:

   "Just now, a consignor came to the door and commissioned the association to auction the Angle Castle and the nearby land..."

   "By the way, the other party is a vampire mercenary registered in our guild, and like you, the other party is also inquiring about other vampires..."

   Blood mercenaries?

  Charlotte's heart moved, and two figures, one big and one small, appeared inexplicably in her mind.

   She kept asking about other things, but she forgot about this. Among the mercenaries registered in the Mercenary Association, there are blood races!

  Different from other places in the New Moon Kingdom, here in the more open Northland, blood races dare to directly register underground mercenaries with real races.

  Charlotte suddenly became interested:

   "It's interesting... President Layton, what kind of person is the commissioner?"

  President Layton saluted and apologized:

   "This... Lord Earl, although we have just accepted your commission, the association has its own principles. If the client is unwilling to disclose his identity, we cannot disclose the client's information at will."

   "To be honest... being able to tell you that the other party is a blood race is already considered as our crossing the line."

  Charlotte's heart moved slightly:

   "Oh? What do you mean?"

  President Layton smiled and said:

   "Although we can't leak information, we can make a bridge. There is no one richer than you in Castel. If you intend to buy that castle..."

  Charlotte gave the old president a strange look, secretly thinking that this is really a talent.

   Advise yourself to buy a castle?

   Not only provided information to myself, but also made an entrustment, and it is possible to make a fortune by relying on the middleman, which really kills three birds with one stone...

  However, she did have a little interest.

   "Your Excellency Layton, how much is Sharphorn Castle... worth?"

   she asked.

  President Layton took the information from the front desk lady, pushed the monocle to browse, and replied respectfully:

"The castle plus the accompanying 50 hectares of forest land, considering the remote location and the damage of the castle, the estimated value is about one million quintana, but the specific value depends on the other party's psychological price and the price of the move. level of urgency."

   "Is the border of Castel and Violet some disputed land... Yes, there is no need for an auction, let the other party set a price, the premise is to meet and chat, after all, a castle is not a small fortune."

   Charlotte said.

   One million quintana is not a small amount of money.

  To be honest...Charlotte doesn't have much urge to buy the castle, the key is that she wants to meet the seller.

  Anyway, they came here, since the other party is also inquiring about the blood race, what if they can really find some new information.

   Not to mention... blood mercenary, this identity always reminded her of the two guys who attacked her that day.

   "By the way, don't tell them who I am."

   Charlotte added.

  …

  The front desk of the Mercenary Association.

  The vampire girl Agnes paced back and forth nervously.

   It wasn't until she saw the front desk lady go and come back that she greeted her expectantly:

   "How? What did President Layton say?"

  The front desk lady smiled and replied:

   "Miss Agnes, you are very lucky. A VIP client of the association is meeting with the president. After learning about your commission, I am very interested and hope to meet and chat with you."

   "Do you... want to meet?"

  Anyone willing to buy directly?

  Agnès's eyes lit up.

  She is in a hurry to sell the castle, and the purpose of going to the auction is to sell it as soon as possible, but it would be even better if she could meet a seller and sell it directly.

   "Yes! Of course!"

   She replied without hesitation.

  Gold Master!

   This time she met a rich patron!

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  (end of this chapter)