Interview with the vampire

Dracula Castle was an ancient castle built outside the city. It had a history of more than three hundred years, and it was impossible to find out who its first owner was because there were no written records. However, it now belonged to the slave merchant Francis, and this was a well-known fact.

Night, wilderness, wolf howls, ancient castle.

When these four phrases were added together, it created a terrifying atmosphere. Jerry walked along the path. The night was getting darker and darker, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, obscuring the moon and the stars.

In the dark winter night, he couldn't see his fingers in front of him. Yesterday, Jerry wouldn't have been able to see anything in such an environment, but now, he could barely see the vague shadows of some things five or six meters away, and within five meters, he could see certain things more clearly.

This was a special ability that came with the Scout profession, Dim Light Vision. In weak light, he could see slightly further than normal people.

This ability was far inferior to Dim Vision, not to mention Beta's Eye of Truth. Even so, it was still much stronger than normal people. After all, this was a passive ability, and as the holder's level increased, there would be a small increase in the effect.

Jerry was now increasingly aware of how magical the power he had obtained was. He ran non-stop for half an hour, and when he saw the towering castle not far ahead, he panted slightly. He had been investigating all afternoon, running back and forth, and even fighting with professionals, but he didn't feel tired at all. The energy in his body seemed endless.

He knew that this was just an illusion. As long as one was human, there would be times when they would feel tired, but the endurance of a professional was still beyond his expectations.

Dracula's castle shone brightly … As Charonte's only slave merchant, Francis had a lot of money.

The slave business was a very profitable industry, and the Francis Family had accumulated over hundreds of years. Even if he filled the entire castle with candles, it would still be enough for him to burn for more than a hundred years.

Jerry looked at the patrolling guards at the castle gate in front of him, and then looked at his surroundings. Then, he bent his waist and moved into the shadows, following the edge of the road to the outer wall of the city gate. When the two guards on the outer wall finished patrolling, he took out a climbing tool from his clothes, and in just a few short breaths of time, he climbed up the outer wall and jumped in.

"He's really agile." Seeing this, Emma was a little surprised. She turned her head and asked, "What are you going to do next? You don't have any climbing tools, do you?"

"I have my ways."

After Betta finished speaking, he stored Emma into his mansion space without any explanation, then stepped back a little, picked up the scroll, and cast Feather Fall on himself.

Because it was a low-level support spell, the magical waves produced were not strong, and there was no magical light. Ordinary professionals would not be able to feel the traces of this spell from more than 50 meters away, and there were no powerful mages nearby, so the guards would not know that someone was using magic in the shadows not far away.

Beta walked from the edge of the road to the bottom of the outer wall. He used his fingers to dig at the small protrusions or cracks on the outer wall and easily climbed up the outer wall. This was a flexible use of the characteristics of magic. For the spellcasters, this was the most basic common sense.

Seeing this in Mystra's Mansion, Emma pouted and said in dissatisfaction, "Since you've used Feather Fall, it's not a problem to carry me up. I'm not heavy."

"You wish." Shirley sat on a chair and drank fruit wine. She said slowly, "Beta hasn't even carried me yet. How can he carry you first?"

Emma snorted and didn't say anything else, but there was a faint reluctance on her face. She hadn't seen Beta for more than a year, and naturally wanted to be with him all the time.

Beta climbed up the outer wall, and under the effect of True Sight, he soon saw Jerry, who was hiding in the grass on the right side of the castle.

After a smile, he was no longer in a hurry to follow. Instead, he leaped forward heavily. Because of Feather Fall, he was almost weightless. With this leap, he wobbled to the top floor of the castle. There was a yawning guard there. He was quite tired from standing guard for a long time and didn't respond much to the faint noises outside.

Still in Secondary Invisibility, Beta wobbled down from the sky. The guard was still looking at the gate in front of the castle and didn't notice what was above him.

When Beta landed behind him, the guard felt something behind him, and darkness came over him. He couldn't help but close his eyes and fall to the ground.

After knocking out the guard, Beta looked around. After confirming that there were no other guards on the top floor, Beta pulled Emma and Shirley out.

As soon as they landed, they stood on either side of the Pill Tower and grabbed his hands at the same time, which made him feel speechless.

There was a strange sense of hostility between the two women. Beta sighed and said, "You have to look at the occasion if you want to throw a tantrum. If you don't let go, I'll throw you both back into Mystra's Mansion again."

After that, the two beauties immediately stopped.

Beta sighed inwardly again and said in a low voice, "Shirley, you're good at mental magic. See if you can make this unconscious guard stand up and temporarily deprive him of his consciousness so that he can patrol the top floor."

"No problem."

Shirley walked up to the unconscious guard and beckoned to him. The guard then stood up on his own, rolled his eyes, and paced back and forth.

Although the guard's posture and expression were a bit weird, he was alone on the top floor of the castle, and the other guards were quite a distance away from him. No one should be alarmed or suspicious for a while.

"Right, have you sensed that there seems to be a vague dark aura in this castle?" Beta looked around and said.

Shirley and Emma both nodded … All three of them had relatively high Willpower, and Beta was the one with the lowest Willpower out of the three. If he could feel it, the other two would naturally feel it as well.

"It seems that the person we're looking for is here."

Standing on the edge, Beta scanned the surroundings. There seemed to be a lot of guards in this castle, but probably because of the long period of comfort, the guards weren't very serious on their patrol. Most of them were just walking around as usual.

"Should we fight now?"

Beta shook his head. "The castle is very big. There might be secret doors or something. It wouldn't be good if the enemy was alarmed and fled. We're not in a hurry. The young man has already snuck in. He'll definitely help us lure the enemy out. "

At this time, Jerry had just snuck into the castle. Just now, he saw a yawning man near the fountain in the garden and defecating on a tree.

He carefully walked over and directly knocked the enemy out. Dragging him behind the tree, he stripped him naked and changed into a guard's uniform.

With this attire, he walked through the main entrance unimpeded. No one stopped him.

A banquet was being held in the castle. In the hall on the first floor, there were about twenty people drinking and drinking. Francis was sitting on a high seat, talking and laughing with the guests next to him.

Jerry naturally recognized this biggest slave merchant in Charonte City. He withdrew his gaze and walked past the edge of the hall, pretending to be on routine patrol.

Francis also noticed Jerry. Although he frowned, there were guests in the hall after all, so he couldn't directly scold his subordinate. Seeing that he was' sensible 'and didn't actually enter the hall, he gave up and let this subordinate enter the back of the castle from the edge of the hall. As long as he didn't lose his manners in front of the guests or make a big mistake, he would usually turn a blind eye to his subordinate's actions.

After leaving the hall, Jerry heaved a sigh of relief. He naturally felt Francis's gaze, but fortunately, the other party didn't pursue the matter. At this time, he was very glad.

Using his Detection skill, Jerry searched for clues nearby. Occasionally, he would see one or two maids passing by. Seeing that he was wearing a guard uniform, although it was a little strange that there were guards patrolling the castle, no one yelled or yelled at him.

Very soon, Jerry used Detection to find a secret door and spent a few more minutes to find the mechanism. After seeing that there was no one around, he flicked on an oil lamp on the wall. Very soon, a stone field slowly moved on the ground, revealing a pitch-black entrance below.

Jerry took a deep breath and walked in.

The stone steps of the secret passage went straight down for about five meters before reaching the bottom. Although it was very dark here, it wasn't completely devoid of light. Every few meters or so, there was a low-level magic crystal used as a light source.

He walked forward for about ten meters and found that he had reached the top. At the end of the passage was a door, and about five meters back, there was another door on the left and right.

At this moment, he could even hear the sound of rapid breathing, accompanied by the faint moans of a woman. He had heard this kind of voice many times, and it was very familiar.

Curiosity made him follow the sound to the door on the left. Through the gap between the doors, he saw a woman with an excellent figure and pale skin. She was straddling a young man's body, doing amplitude exercises high and low.

Logically speaking, such a scene should be very beautiful, but Jerry felt a chill run up his spine, because he saw that the young man lying on the bed had two bloody holes on his neck, and blood was slowly flowing out. There was already a large pool of blood on the stone bed, and that woman, from time to time, used her fingertips to boil some blood and send it into her mouth.

What's going on?! This woman drank blood?!

While Jerry was still in shock, he saw that the woman turned her head and looked in his direction.

This woman was extremely beautiful. She seemed to have seen Jerry's eyes, and suddenly smiled. Her fiery red lips slightly opened, and two sharp fangs vaguely appeared.

A strong sense of crisis made all the hair on Jerry's body stand up. His heart was beating like a drum, pounding non-stop.

Run, I have to run, I'll die even if I'm a second late!

As a rat on Dirty Water Street, Jerry had excellent intuition. After becoming a professional, Jerry strengthened this ability. No surprise that he turned and ran without any hesitation.