The First Vampire

The Sky Ice Plain was finally warmed slightly by the end of June.

The bright sunlight reflected off the ice and snow made it almost impossible to keep one’s eyes open.

Archbishop Agani of the North Territory squinted at the half-troll royal city that was beginning to take shape before her and exclaimed:

“How long has it been? The city is almost built?”

A knight who was with her laughed and answered:

“Almost two months. It’s a construction on the ruins of the former Troll Kingdom, so it doesn’t need to be planned again, hence the quick pace.”

“Two months?” Agani was even more confused, “But didn’t Count Angler conquer the Troll Kingdom just last month?”

“Yes. But before embarking on the campaign, the Count had already ordered all the troll slaves of the North Territory to start rebuilding this city.”

Agani raised her eyebrows and said, “In other words, he knew he was certain to win before he even set out?”

The knight stood proud and replied, “When Prince Otto the Holy Warrior and Squin the White Wolf Witch King both died in the encirclement of the Blood Knight Army, the fate of the Troll Empire was sealed.”

Agani smiled slightly, but made no contradiction.

After a simple check at the city gate, they marched in smoothly.

Inside the city, the reality did not seem as good as the exterior. Most were ruins, along with temporary tents erected everywhere.

The vast number of troll slaves were bustling about the city ruins like industrious ants.

The troll slaves were working extraordinarily hard. Perhaps it was because they were reconstructing the once-glorious Troll Kingdom, or because Count Angler had promised to grant them freedom once the city was completed.

“How many troll slaves are here?” Agani asked curiously.

“If I remember correctly, there are a total of 1.35 million.”

Agani’s eyebrows knitted together as she asked, “With so many trolls slaves gathered in one place, aren’t you afraid of riots?”

The knight gave a confident smile and said, “With Count Angler personally presiding over everything, which troll dares to cause trouble?”

Agani darted a glance at the knight beside her and finally understood that the name ‘Colin Angler’ had probably become synonymous with the invincible in the hearts of Trolls. ṟάΝöＢĘŝ

Modo the Second, Okamoto Volkin, Holy Warrior Otto, and White Wolf Witch King Squin…

No matter how much this troll hero sacrificed, they could not shake the mountain that stood before the Troll Empire.

Nowadays, perhaps no troll would dare challenge Colin Angler anymore.

As long as he was holding the North, it would be as steady as a mountain!

And now, all that Colin was trying to do was to maintain the stability of the North in the long run.

A true Guardian of the North!

Lost in thought, Agani, following the knight, arrived at the center of the royal city and found a majestic palace standing here.

This should be the Half-Troll Royal Palace, the only building in the city which was fully completed.

Entering the palace, walking down a quiet and long corridor, Agani, under the knight’s guidance, reached a side hall.

“The Count is waiting for you,” the knight stopped and made an inviting gesture.

Agani nodded, lowered the hood of her priest’s robe, and walked into the hall.

The hall seemed empty due to the lack of decorations; only a round table and a few seats were inside.

Colin heard footsteps and raised his head, greeting with a smile:

“Archbishop Agani, welcome, welcome.”

“Count Angler–” Agani’s eyes gleamed, her tone carrying a hint of resentment, “You’re quite influential now! The Holy Warrior, the White Wolf Witch King, and the Troll Emperor have successively died at your hands, even the royal city of the Troll Empire has been conquered by you!

When you triumph, I’m afraid your nobility will rise again.

Unlike me, although I am still known as the Archbishop of the North, I can’t even command the few archbishops in the North.

Colin coughed lightly, a little embarrassed.

Of course, he knew why Agani was resentful. The last matter of forcing the Pope to abdicate ended messily, and Gregory must have settled accounts afterward.

If Colin hadn’t coerced the Pope into agreeing that the appointment and dismissal of the Archbishop of the North Territory had to be consulted with Duke St. Hilde, Agani would’ve lost her position as Archbishop long ago.

However, although the position was retained, Agani’s days were definitely not good.

Probably, she had already been reduced to a mere figurehead by the Pope.

“Be patient,” said Colin persuasively. “I remember your sacrifices and contributions; you will be rewarded one day. Now, I need you to do me a favor.”

Agani sat down next to Colin, and the elegant scent of orchids wafted into Colin’s breath.

“Are you planning to convert the half-giants to the Lord of Glory?”

“Yes,” Colin nodded, “The Half-Troll Kingdom is key to solving the northern threat of the North Territory. I need the citizens of this kingdom to have the same faith as humans. This will lead them to favor humans over trolls. Ideally, they could become another Half-Elf Kingdom.”

Agani nodded, saying, “I can help you spread the gospel of our Lord in the Half-Troll Kingdom. I believe that these half-trolls, who have just leaped from the lowest commoners to rulers, will willingly convert to our God under your guidance.

But, have you thought about a problem …”

“What’s the problem?”

“The issue of establishing a diocese,” Archbishop Agani’s face became quite solemn, “The Half-Troll Kingdom definitely won’t be included in the North Territory Diocese, so a new diocese must be established and a new Archbishop must be appointed.

Only Pope Gregory holds this power.”

Colin curled his lips, saying, “What if I don’t want to go through Gregory?”

Agani shook her head, advising, “Then your act of spreading the gospel of our Lord in the Half-Troll Kingdom will be illegal, and the half-trolls here won’t be believers, but heretics! If you really want to assimilate this kingdom and this race, you can’t be careless or seek shortcuts regarding faith.”

Colin chuckled and retorted, “Heresy? Who dares to say that the half-trolls are heretics? Gregory? On what grounds?”

Agani nodded seriously, saying, “Yes, simply because he is the spokesperson of the Lord in the world.”

Colin slapped the thick sheepskin book on the table, saying, “But it clearly says here, ‘All who believe in me shall be saved’!”

Only then did Agani notice that there was a copy of “The Divine Book of Glory” placed in front of Colin.

As for the phrase Colin cited, Agani was, of course, very clear about it.

However, she still furrowed her brow, saying, “That phrase, of course, is correct, but how do you define ‘believe’? If Pope Gregory says you are a false believer, can you refute it?”

“Yes,” Colin surprisingly nodded seriously, his voice grave, “I am challenging Gregory’s right to interpret ‘The Divine Book of Glory’!”

Hearing this, Agani’s face lit up with joy, and she hurriedly asked:

“What do you plan to do?”

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