The First Vampire - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: 032 Cynthia Sudor_1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

What are the consequences of lying?

Pinocchio’s nose would get longer.

Vera’s face would turn red.

As for Marquis Charles…

Well, for a guy like Marquis Charles, lying is as normal as eating and drinking.

Colin does not consider himself as talented an actor as Maricus Charles, but generally, most people can’t tell when he’s lying.

However, this doesn’t mean that he won’t face consequences when he lies.

Case in point, the consequences are here now.

Only when he heard the female knight’s surname was “Sudor” did Colin finally realise.

No wonder she called him “Knight Cain”.

In the past, Colin had used the alias Cain Sudor in order to infiltrate the Fire Fox Mercenary Group under a false identity!

Now, the real Sudor has come looking for the fake Sudor.

“I think there might be some slight misunderstanding…” Colin took half a step back, feeling a bit guilty.

“What misunderstanding?” Cynthia advanced a step, aggressively questioning, “Dear ‘little brother’, you’ve changed a lot in just a few months! I almost couldn’t recognize you.”

Alright, it turns out this woman is Cain Sudor’s sister.

In recent days, the Dark Cavalry had been heading north, incorporating numerous scattered soldiers who had fallen back from the front.

As for the Sudor Family’s Ice Rock City, it had long been occupied by trolls, with their family’s army already crushed.

Thus, it wasn’t strange for Cynthia to show up here.

What Colin found strange, however, was how she knew he had once impersonated her brother.

Only a small number of people knew he had used a false identity; someone must have snitched!

For some reason, the first figure that sprang to mind was Sael.

This dutiful son had always been at odds with him and was very manipulative, thriving on stirring up trouble.

So Colin felt there was a big possibility that Sael had instigated Cynthia to seek trouble with him. “Miss Cynthia, please let me explain…”

“Fine, talk.”

“Actually, it’s like this… hey, hey! Why are you drawing your sword?” Colin, frightened, retreated again. “Didn’t you let me talk?”

“Yeah, you can talk, but I won’t listen.” Cynthia held the sword in both hands and assumed a charging posture, “Mother once said, never trust a man who deceived you before!”

“What a bunch of nonsense!” Colin suspected that this woman might have something wrong in her head, “Don’t come over here! This is a military camp, private disputes aren’t allowed!”

“For the honor of the Sudor Family, I shall duel with you! Draw your sword!” Cynthia threw down a white glove and shouted loudly.

“I won’t accept!” Colin ignored the white glove completely.

He couldn’t understand it. This woman didn’t even bother to listen to his explanation before wanting to duel, did she harbor that much grudge against him?

“Hehe, a coward! I’ll count to three, then I’ll attack!”

Cynthia clearly wouldn’t care about such military rules as banning private disputes.

These kinds of things actually only served to restrain the lower-ranking soldiers. As for the nobles, they weren’t much of a deterrent.

“One!”

Cynthia’s voice was as hard as iron.

Cold sweat trickled from Colin’s forehead, and his right hand unconsciously reached for the hilt of his sword.

He had already realised that this woman was probably beyond reason.

If reason couldn’t be established, then he wasn’t afraid to fight.

Having once faced the charge of nearly a thousand wolf cavalry, Colin had unflinchingly held the front line.

Now, facing just one woman, he certainly wasn’t scared.

Moreover, thanks to Archbishop Raven’s holy water, Colin had advanced to the rank of second Order Knight.

Given his age, the second Order was already a pretty high level.

The crazy woman on the other side looked about his age and probably couldn’t exceed his rank.

“Two!”

Cynthia counted again, her face cold.

Colin took a deep breath and drew the long sword from his waist.

Then, he saw the female knight on the opposite side instantly turn into a flash of gold lightning, charging towards him!

“Damn! Wasn’t it decided to start when you count to three?”

“Boom!”

All Colin felt was a gargantuan force impacting him, as if he had been hit frontally by a tank, and he was sent flying.

Damn it!

This crazy woman was probably a third Order Knight!

“Lord of Glory, illuminate the world!”

Cynthia was still mumbling prayers to herself.

With the golden Holy Light emanating from her, the scene became very intense.

But Colin had no time for sass, as another sword strike came his way.

“Clang!”

Colin barely blocked the attack, but the huge impact made his hands numb, nearly dropping his sword.

“My heart is pure, it cleanses evil!”

Cynthia’s pupils had become pure gold, absent of any human emotion, appallingly divine.

“Bam!”

Colin was kicked and sent flying away.

This time he flew farther, hitting and knocking over a nearby tent.

The soldiers from the tent fled in panic, only to see Cynthia, her body glowing with golden light.

So, they simply put away their swords and took refuge, opting to watch the fight instead.

Two knights were dueling; of course, lowly soldiers didn’t dare interfere.

“Pah!”

Colin spit out blood, feeling multiple ribs broken, with previous injuries reopening.

“Woman! Don’t push it!”

The threat, of course, would not matter to Cynthia. She relentlessly and resolutely took up the sword and charged:

“Fear nothing, invincible! ”

Her arrogantly unreasonable attitude finally drove Colin over the edge.

“AHH! ”

Colin released a cry, like a roar of a beast.

An indescribable anger and hatred from old memories welled up, temporarily taking over his mind.

Not belonging to Colin, not belonging to his predecessors, or even the world. Like it came from the ancient abyss, through the spans of time, suddenly descended.

The moonlight swirled, reflecting behind Colin.

There, somewhat indistinctly, a terrifying phantom seems to appear.

Its bloody tusks were visible and its massive black wings were spread out.

Cynthia’s golden eyes showed a moment of surprise, thinking she saw an illusion, thus breaking her sprint.

Swiftly, she composed herself: “Stay firm and pious, rush through the…”

“Rush through your NM!”

Colin roared wildly, releasing an unprecedented surge of terrifying power, thrusting his sword out!

Bang!

The armor on Cynthia’s chest was breached, leaving a large hole. Fragments of it were scattered around.

Blood dyed her undershirt and a few top buttons were broken, revealing a bit of her beautiful figure.

But Cynthia seemed to feel none of it and wasn’t intimidated by Colin’s unusual exertion of power.

She just calmly stabilized herself, and started praying again:

“Stay firm and pious, rush through the thorns!”

Then, she charged once more.

As if nothing could stop this woman.

Colin, at this point, seemed short on energy.

That strike, though terrifyingly effective, allowed him to overcome a level difference and suppress Cynthia.

However, it also drained him of his physical strength.

Thus, as the crazed woman charged again, a murderous glint crossed Colin’s eyes.

He made a decision.

The long sword, shining with a golden glow, flashed towards Colin’s chest.

Colin, didn’t dodge or evade.

“Swish!”

Cynthia watched as her sword pierced Colin’s chest, a fear filled her heart.

Because Colin’s sword, was at her throat..