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"I hate it here."

Valed could not remember clearly how many times his sister Isabella said such words. Of course, he actually didn't like it either. It was just that he knew how to endure better than his sister.

After grouping, Vared and Isabella, at most, joined a seemingly uncombatable pet cat, headed northwest, while the bride's trio went southwest. This way the two sides could diverge from each other.

Perhaps it was because of the delay of grouping, or because of the loss of direction, or some other reason. After walking for a night, Vared and Isabella still did not reach their destination.

Looking up, it was barren, desolate, or desolate. The land was cracked, the plants and trees died, and the streams dried up. Some buildings that seemed to be villages were empty, the houses collapsed, and the wells were sealed. It was obvious that they had been abandoned for a long time.

At noon, the sun was a little bit louder. The Vared brothers and sisters met such a village again. So Vared turned around and was about to walk in, but Isabella stopped him.

"What's wrong? You still have to go in?" Isabella said with a little dissatisfaction: "I have passed by such places several times. They are all empty, and there is no one at all."

Indeed, because it is a border area between the belligerent countries, it has been ravaged by war many times. Therefore, the human village located on the border has been abandoned for a long time.

First, there was a war. Both sides of the war forced the village to send strong men to provide logistics supplies. Then one side won. The victorious side also pursued the connection between the village and the failed party. They extorted again. In the end, both sides moved the defense zone to the back of the dividing line and completely gave up these places, so that it became an unordered territory. Both sides did not regard those villages as their own people. Burn, kill, loot... So the young and middle-aged people fled, the old, weak, sick and disabled, and left their fate. Decades and hundreds of years later, this place became this virtue.

This is Vared's full set of inferences.

"Although that's it, maybe there will be a few elderly people who can't walk there to make their lives. They are the kind of guys who give him some dry food in return and give us some information about the concept of magic weapon and magic weapon."

"Why do you have such strange thoughts?" Isabella was a little curious and a little worried. She felt that after her younger brother left Silvania, she was in an unusual state of excitement. She was like a five or six-year-old little devil who was not at home and then played wildly on the lawn of the garden.

"But Vared is already seventeen years old... well, um... I understand." Isabella understood a little bit where her brother's psychology came from. He was Count Castein and the expectation of the territory, so he kept working hard since he was sensible. He wanted to become a good count, a good ruler, and even led the rise of the entire Sylvania. He carried all the responsibilities that belonged to him and did not belong to him. He worked hard.

"Even Vared, I want to act coquettishly occasionally, want to relax, and want to shout: I don't care! Sylvania, vampire, etc.! I don't want to do it anymore! Something like that. According to Vared's age - the youthful and passionate seventeen years old, this should be very normal, very normal.

However, no, not once. It is very likely that there will be no such thought. Valed von Castein is a truly excellent family member of the dark night.

Thinking of this, Isabella smiled and once again grabbed Valed, who was about to walk to the abandoned village. She forced him to face him.

"What are you doing?" Vared asked with a little dissatisfaction.

"Let's kiss!" Isabella said with a smile. Then, without waiting for Valed to agree or object, he kissed his lips directly. The two put down their salutes and weapons, hugged each other and began to kiss passionately. The whole process lasted for nearly an hour. However, in the second half, when both of them felt a little difficult to breathe, the passionate kiss had changed from a means of expressing love to a stupid competition that refused to admit defeat. No one was willing to give in first. In this way, the two fools almost died of hypoxia.

"Ah hahahaha..."

Seeing Valed's breathing heavily, Isabella smiled happily. Then she punched Valed in the chest, making Valed's force make Valed get back and stop.

"What are you doing?!" Vared shouted angrily. But Isabella laughed louder. Then Vared grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and threw it towards Isabella without thinking too much.

"Idiot! It's very troublesome to throw sand into your hair!" Isabella shouted loudly, and then threw a hand at Vared. The two vampire nobles were like wild children, throwing each other with sand. They looked quite inconsistent. But they didn't care at all. They just played like this for a long time. They stopped until their emotions stabilized again. They just lay on the ground. It was already noon.

"Now there are only two of us left, Vared." Isabella said.

"And there is also meow-" Elsa was knocked hard by Valed's head as soon as she finished speaking, and she was so tearful that she didn't dare to speak. So children of this age really... don't have any price for their eyesight.

"Yes, Isabella." Vared called his sister, who was six years older than him.

"So what else should I do? Come and kiss again?" Isabella asked.

"It's enough to do that kind of thing once. Or wait until the next time it has its nature."

"Ah..." Isabella suddenly whined: "It's so uncomfortable to have sand in her hair."

"So I said it before." Vared, slamming his fingers while complaining. After the faint white light flashed, Isabella felt that her body seemed much cleaner.

"Is it magic?"

"Well, a little trick to clean the body. I learned it before when the Prince of the Border led the battle. Because there were not enough conditions for us to take a shower and change clothes regularly at that time." Vared nodded.

"It's really convenient." Isabella nodded. Although this guy was determined to become a magician who was proficient in pharmacy when he was young, he finally surrendered to reality and became a very excellent warrior. However, his magic level was around the average level of vampires.

After a while, Isabella seemed a little bored, supported her upper body, looked at Valed and said, "Speaking of this, what are your plans? What should we do next? Can't we keep playing with sand here like this?"

"I've thought about it." Vared nodded and said, "We will continue to walk northwest. Next we can reach the border between Steelland and Tarabek. At the same time, there is a part of the area involved in the Central Forest. I think our adventure can start there. Because if we enter Steelland too much, it may not be very good. So the safest way is to go around the edge and continue to go west."

"You are really timid. Just a Stirland." Isabella said to Valed with a little exaggeration.

"It's not timid, but cautious." Vared corrected: "After all, it's the base camp of the Death God Moore. Although we all wear props that can resist the detection of evil magic, we are not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of it. Is there anything worse than breaking into the enemy's base camp alone?"

“……Eh?”

"So, I'm a big man in Sylvania, right? I'm a big man. One day I'll be the Duke of Sylvania, right? It seems that a big man like me will go out of the country. It's already a very surprising and dangerous thing to travel under my horizon. In fact, I've been a little confused before this. Is this really okay? Is this inappropriate, right?"

"But……"

"But I finally came out." Vared sighed a little, "That feeling, how can I say, is like a child trying to play pranks, but don't want to play pranks too much. It's almost that feeling. I'm already seventeen years old. I won't do that kind of mess that is too dangerous."

"But there are also people who stand in the rain of bullets to boost morale and lead the way to fight? That's also very dangerous."

"Those who do not hurt and lead the way to boost morale are exchanged for the victory or defeat of a key war. The victory or defeat of a war is likely to rise to the height of national interests. This is completely different from going to the enemy's base camp just because of interest or showing one's own courage. The former is a hero, while the latter is a simple idiot."

After hearing what Valed said, Isabella frowned, and finally waved her fist and hit Valed in the head.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's nothing, it's just that you don't like your arrogant look that seems to know everything."

Isabella said so.

Because the other party was a woman or a sister, Valed couldn't resist any reason. He had to mutter a few words: "It's really unlovely" or something. Then he stood up and walked towards the horses to salute. He was about to continue his journey.

Although it is impossible to go out with high-end and luxurious ghost carriages like in Silvania, it is still much better than ordinary travelers and adventurers... (To be continued...)
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