"He is the one you said... that Ashu Rufate?" The speaker was a tall, thin, barren middle-aged man wearing the slightly old-fashioned uniform that a noble butler often wore. To be honest, the respectable butler looked very much like a yellow corn grown in arid land.

He looked carefully at a young man standing in front of him. The young man had a face with delicate facial features and a straight nose, but this face felt a little cold and serious. He only showed the sharpness and sharpness in his eyebrows when his eyes blinked.

The young man has a slightly tall figure and does not give people a strong feeling, but he can't see any fat on his body. Due to the hot weather, the young man wore a sleeveless short top that is common to civilians, but this dress could not conceal his whole body a tough aura that was incompatible with ordinary people. This indescribable temperament seems to indicate that he was once a soldier and had military training. However, his exposed skin was very fair and smooth and soft, and there was no scar. This also shows that this man seemed to be pampered, at least away from danger.

"That's right, sir, I said last time that he is my old neighbor." Another man next to him nodded and bowed. This man was a middle-aged man, and his most prominent feature was a big belly like a baker. In fact, he was indeed a baker because he was wearing a short-sleeved uniform commonly used by low-class servants, and he was hung with a baker's short jacket. Flour grains could be seen on the short jacket, and he was covered in the smell of flour. "If you want to tell me about your origin, there is absolutely no problem."

The housekeeper looked at the young man in front of him, "Has he been a soldier?" he asked the baker.

"Become a mercenary." This time it was Ash Rufate himself. "For a short time," he added.

"Mercenaries... are very good." The housekeeper replied with satisfaction. "I like disciplined young people. Those free and casual guys are always prone to causing trouble. But!" he said, "It is not that easy to be a job under the Count. I need a month to try you."

Ashurf nodded, saying that he accepted it completely.

"First of all, there are some basic etiquette issues." The housekeeper began to teach on-site. What made him happy was that this young man was not as stupid and difficult to teach as other civilians. Ashu Rufat remembered these etiquette rules clearly in just a few seconds.

"Very good, go to the warehouse to get a uniform," said the housekeeper happily. "Although there is no salary for one month of trial, a month is very fast. If one day you get the favor of the Count, you will be developed. Go quickly, come and see me after putting on your uniform. By the way, you don't have a place to live in the city, right?"

"This is my first time here." Ashu Rufate replied, and what he said was indeed the truth.

"Since it's a trial... OK, I'll get the uniform first, and I'll help you find an empty room to live in for the time being."

Asu Ruffat left as he said. After a while, he returned to the butler and had already changed into a uniform like the baker.

"Very good, very good, very fit." said the housekeeper, "You are lucky too. I just checked it. There was a room empty next to the backyard, which was the entrance of the garden. There was a room empty. There could have been three people there, but now you can live alone, just like a nobleman, haha..."

"But, sir," the baker suddenly interrupted, "I remember there was already someone there..."

"Now there is no one." The housekeeper replied. "The last one yesterday was seriously injured." He replied lightly, facing Ash Rufate again. "There should be a lot of things in that room. Just clean up all the things and throw them in the warehouse."

"Can I ask...what happened?" Ashu Rufate asked unintentionally.

"Oh, just an assassin." The housekeeper didn't think it was offensive. "A assassin wanted to kill the count, but we lost several guards. That's it. Of course, the bold female assassin was also caught by us."

"Then my specific work..." Ashu Rufate asked again.

"Let's go to the front hall first to listen," the housekeeper replied. "It's better to get familiar with it first. As for today, it's getting late, so settle your luggage first."

Ashu Rufate walked out of the veil with the baker.

"Is this generous, and it's still stingy?" Ashu Rufate looked down at the clothes on his body. The texture of this clothes was actually good, but the tailor who sewed the clothes had a lot of room for improvement in technology. Ashu Rufate's two short sleeves on the left and right were asymmetry.

"You don't know?" the baker asked in surprise.

"Sorry, this is indeed the first time I've been a servant for someone else." Ash Rufate replied.

"Oh, it's quite generous." The baker smiled. "But there is a prerequisite. First of all, you are educated and able to read and write. Secondly, you have a referee, me. Again, you look good too. So the butler is more polite to you because you have the opportunity to become a personal follower at any time."

The so-called servants of nobles are also divided into different levels. In terms of status, the lowest level is of course slaves or serfs, and even freedom (even life) is in the hands of the master. Then above is the servant - just like ordinary shopkeepers, who work with money and may be fired by the master at any time. Above both are housekeepers and followers, both of which are favored and trusted by the master, and in a sense they are regarded as members of the family, and even outside are qualified to represent the master. For example, a lord's housekeeper is qualified to represent the lord to collect taxes from the lord. And to a large extent, the amount of tax is determined by the steward.

However, these people probably couldn't think of the real purpose of Ash Rufate's arrival. In fact, the whole process went much smoother than expected. According to the method explained by Cade, he soon joined the city and was introduced to the butler on the same day.

When it got dark, Ashu Rufate was already in the room arranged by the butler. When everyone else left, Ashu Rufate sat alone on the bed. As the butler said before, there were three people living here, or specifically, three guards. So at this time there were three beds in the room, some other messy miscellaneous items, even a dagger and two pairs of iron boots.

This room is a bit crowded if you want to live in three people, but if you live alone, it will be very empty.

Ashu Rufate hugged his shoulders, and until then, his body trembled uncontrollably.

Why am I trembling? What am I afraid of? I shouldn't have any fear! He seemed to emphasize in his heart. But he knew that this was not because of the assassination mission, but because of the city itself. This feeling is very similar to the situation in Mir City, but it is a hundred times stronger than when Mir City was.

He has been here! When he was a human being, he must have been here! And something very serious happened here! Deep in his heart, in a space that was already isolated, waves of emotional fluctuations were washed away like waves, and a stream of memory seemed to break free from the invisible cage and rushed out. But every time, when reaching a critical point, the memory that was about to burst out was suppressed.

What is the emotion that surges in his heart? Is it anger? Excitement? Is it fear and despair, or love? But perhaps what he fears is this unknown strong impulse itself. His calmness during the day is self-disguised by all his efforts.

What am I afraid of?! Even if the battlefield of thousands of troops, even if it is a battle on the front line of life and death, I have never felt this way? Before I lost my memory, was I a coward? No! Impossible! But why am I like this?

He repeatedly questioned himself in his heart, but his body was not controlled by logic and continued to tremble. In his heart, the part of "reason" clearly stated an answer. In this city, something terrible happened, leaving indelible traces on his heart. Even if Qin Xin completely erased his memory, this trace still existed and caused huge waves at this moment.

"Carrie!" he asked, struggling. "What's wrong?"

"Master, if you want to say physically, it is because your brain hormone secretion is disordered. But from another perspective, it is your heart that is resisting!"

"I'm resisting? What are I resisting?"

"Your heart is still resisting the reality of becoming a vampire." Carrie replied. "I can do nothing about this. I can only say, Master, please accept reality. No matter what intelligent creature is, I cannot live in hallucinations."

"Master?" Mimilu crawled into the room through the window at some point. She looked at Ashu Rufate's face at this moment in surprise. Ashu Rufate knew that her expression must be very terrifying at this moment.

"Mimilu, I'm fine." He tried his best to pretend to be a smile. However, he knew how dangerous he was now. If he wanted to do something to vent his emotions at this moment, he would rush out and kill 180 unlucky guys and throw himself into blood and frenzy.

"Master." Mimilu walked up and rubbed his soft head against Ash Rufate's chest. Ash Rufate reached out and gently stroked Mimilu's smooth and smooth hair. This touch made him slowly calm down.

After a long time, Ashu Rufate finally stopped and trembled.

"Master, what happened just now?" Mimilu asked.

"I seem to have had a nightmare... a very terrible dream." Ash Rufate replied. I am no longer anyone. I was a human being in the past and had long been buried in the abyss of memory. Whether this was a trick of fate or not, reality cannot be changed. I am now Ash Rufate, a vampire.

Then he heard footsteps. Then someone began to knock on the door of the room.

"Ash Rufate!" The knocker's voice sounded a little familiar. Ash Rufate remembered that it was the butler. Mimilu quickly shrank to the corner of the wall, and the color of her body immediately merged with the surroundings. Even with such a sharp gaze, it was difficult to separate her from the environment.

He stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was the butler who looked like a corn pole. There were several other people following him, two of whom were armed.

"Ashu Rufate, come with me, you have important things to do." The housekeeper ordered in an undisputed tone.
Chapter completed!