The First Vampire - Chapter 349 - Chapter 349: 347 Count_1
Chapter 349: 347 Count_1
Colin pushed open the redwood door separating the bedroom from the front hall and saw a graceful figure sitting in front of the dressing table.
Her golden hair was casually tied up, her delicate face was reflected in the silver mirror on the dressing table, and her purple silk nightgown highlighted her hazy and languid charm, making people yearn for the moment she turned around.
“Are you finished talking?”
Vera turned around, her lips curdled with a sweet smile, and her eyes full of tenderness like blue crystals.
For a moment, the entire bedroom seemed to light up because of her.
“Yes.” As Colin walked in, he loosened the collar buckle of his ceremonial dress, “Every conversation with the Marquis is always very enlightening.”
“What did you talk about?”
“About loyalty and belief.”
Vera tilted her head, her smile slowly fading.
Seeing this, Colin thought she had misunderstood and explained: “It’s not what you think. The Marquis was just sharing his own beliefs and understanding of loyalty, hoping that I could learn from it and find my own belief.”
Vera’s expression softened a bit, but she still looked at Colin seriously, “Actually, I’ve always thought that my father’s life was too exhausting.”
Colin took off his coat and sat on the edge of the bed, looking into his wife’s shiny eyes, he smiled: “So, you don’t approve the Marquis Garcia’s lifelong belief?”
Vera shook her head, her eyebrows slightly creased, “My father carries too much burden, as did my adoptive father. I know they are very good people, even great in some way, but I don’t want you to become like them.”
Seeing the tender gaze in Vera’s eyes, Colin felt a warm feeling in his heart and smiled from the bottom of his heart:
“Don’t worry, I won’t become like them. I have my own principles, and my own cherished things. These are all worth protecting.”
Frankly speaking, although Colin admired Marquis Garcia’s devotion, he didn’t think he could be as noble as him.
Moreover, he felt both Marquis Garcia and the last Duke of St. Hilde were extreme.
He hoped more to live freely in this life, unaffected by any power or noble goal.
Of course, it would be easy said than done.
If he did not have sufficient power, given his current status and the power he holds, it would be impossible for him to live a peaceful life.
So, for this goal, Colin must seize more influence and gain more power!
Vera smiled and rose gracefully, walked towards Colin. The opening of her nightgown revealed flawless legs, long and straight, white and tender.
She arrived in front of him, gently leaning on his shoulder, kneeling on the bed with her right leg bent. She bent her beautiful neck downwards, lowered her pretty face, smiled slightly, and her eyes glowed with affection:
“Am I also someone worth your protection?”
“As my wife, of course you are!” Colin held Vera’s slender waist, feeling the warmth and smoothness in his hands, he said affirmatively.
Vera’s eyes became misty, she lightly licked her red lips, her seductive charm made Colin’s heart burn. With a slight force, he pulled the young girl onto the large bed.
In the morning, the gentle sunlight filtered through the crystal skylight above, shining into the Knight Hall and forming a pure beam of light.
Multicolored glass reflected the scattered light and shadows, fourteen statues of the St. Hilde family’s successive Holy Knights stood on either side of the hall, seemingly gazing at the figure in the hall through the barrier of time.
Colin, dressed in his Viscount ceremonial dress, walked into the beam of light, knelt down on one knee in front of the podium, and at the same time, raised the Blade of Judgment above his head.
In front of him, Vera, equally dressed up, solemnly received the Blade of Judgment and placed the blade on Colin’s shoulder, saying loudly:
“I, Vera St. Hilde, in the name of the Northern Duke, ennobles Colin Angler as the Count Lord of the Glorious Empire. From today onwards, the Angler family hereby becomes a hereditary count family in the Glorious Empire.”
Colin’s left hand pressed to his chest, looking up at his lovely wife’s bright eyes, he loudly said:
“I, Colin Angler, am willing to give my loyalty to the respected Northern Duke, guard the subjects with my life, reward the St. Hilde Family with honor, and live up to your trust and expectations!”
Vera then returned the sword, and took the count’s seal and ceremonial dress from the attendant next to her, presenting them to Colin.
Thus, the ennobling ceremony of the Angler family as a count concluded.
Cheers and applause immediately erupted in the hall.
For this excessively young Empire Count, even though the nobles that came to watch the ceremony may have been jealous, none dared to show discontent.
Setting aside Colin’s dual special identities as the husband of the Northern Duke and the Guardian of the North, his significant military exploits in the previous North Territory upheaval alone are enough to merit the honor of count.
No one can deny that, in just two short years, this son of a low-key baron has leaped to become one of the figures of importance in the North Territory and even in the Empire.
Archbishop Agani, dressed in a white priest robe, came before Colin, traced the holy insignia on her chest, revealed a pure and kind smile, and said:
“May the Supreme Lord of Glory guide your path!”
“Praise the Lord of Glory!”
Their eyes met, the depth of which perhaps only the people involved would understand.
Afterward, all the nobles who came to watch the ceremony came forward one after another to congratulate the newly appointed Count.
When it was Knight Kambening’s turn, Colin suddenly asked in a low voice: “Knight Kambening, you should already know that the Duke plans to appoint Knight Fermi as the new Legion Commander of the Golden Lion Legion, right?”
Kambening bowed his head and muttered: “Yes, the Duke mentioned this to me before.”
“Then you should understand that this is not what the Duke truly wants.”
“I understand. This is the will of the Royal Family. The Duke should not feel troubled. I understand…”
“No.” Colin put his hand on Knight Kambening’s shoulder and spoke in a deep voice, “You are the one that the Duke and I truly trust. Although Knight Fermi will become the Legion Commander of the Golden Lion Legion, it does not mean the Duke really entrusts this important army to him.”
Eager light suddenly shone in Knight Kambening’s eyes. He looked up at Colin and respectfully asked: “Count, what would you have me do?”
Colin gave a slight smile and said: “Taking this opportunity with the appointment of a new Legion Commander, the Duke plans to make big changes to all levels of officers in the Golden Lion Legion. As for how to adjust, I hope you could give the Duke a recommendation.”
A thought flashed in Knight Kambening’s mind, and he immediately understood Colin’s intention.
This was clearly an opportunity for him to insert his own people into the Golden Lion Legion!
In this way, even if Knight Fermi became the Legion Commander, he would be nothing but an empty figurehead. As long as the middle and lower ranking officers all belong to Knight Kambening, he would be the true “Legion Commander” of the Golden Lion Legion!
Once he understood this, the gloominess on Kambening’s face immediately vanished. Excited, he lowered his voice and said:
“I thank the Duke for his trust. I will draft a list for you immediately!”
Colin nodded in satisfaction, giving another pat on Knight Kambening’s shoulder.
Knight Kambening paid his respects respectfully and then withdrew.
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