"Governor General Belle." The man named Leto saluted Belle lukewarmly. Robin stood aside, and Leto didn't even look at him. Anyone could see that this man was very arrogant. Although his attitude towards Belle was objectively not polite, it was already the most respectful expression compared to others.

"Let's go to the city to talk in detail first." Berel made an invitation gesture, and the latter made a "um" sound from his nose and took the lead and walked towards the mansion.

"General, who is he?" Robin asked quietly after Beller.

"Prince Leto, the king's cousin, former regent, and now the prime minister." While saying these words, the enthusiasm on Beller's face suddenly disappeared, turning a sarcastic smile. But Robin couldn't tell who his smile was aimed at, whether it was Leto or the vampire. "It seems that the vampire is bigger than expected."

They came to the conference room that had been prepared in the mansion. Leto took over the top without hesitation, and Berel had to sit down in the next one.

"I was on the border patrol. After hearing the urgent report, I came overnight, but it seemed that everything was too late." Leto said. "I got the latest news on the way that the vampire had captured Via. Three parts of Sivania were occupied by vampires. How is the defense status of Mir City now?"

"I have done my best." Beral replied. "I have gathered all the nearby troops found in the name of the governor, plus the troops withdrawn from Istria... now there are about 10,000 people. The defense of Mir itself should be enough, but it is impossible to counterattack Sivania and eliminate vampires."

"Istria's withdrawal of troops? Those guys clearly had enough strength, but gave up the responsibilities given by the king and compromised with a vampire!" For some reason, Leto seemed furious. "I want to send them to military court!"

"His Excellency Leto, a large part of them are not the king's army, but Fuze's personal mercenaries." Beller reminded. "Their lords died, and they made this choice when they lost their employer. This is not a violation of the mercenary contract. If these mercenaries are removed, the number of the king's soldiers is too small. With that amount, being able to break out under the surround of vampires, no matter how they come out, it is a great miracle."

"I heard that Your Excellency Belar has a nickname called 'Vampire Slayer'." Leto stared at Belar, and the unfriendly component in his voice became significantly stronger. "This time I was jointly entrusted by the two countries... Such a result is really a bit ashamed of your glorious record in the past."

"That's just rumors on the streets and alleys." Berel was very open-minded. "What a 'vampire killer' is an exaggeration for people who don't know the details. If a vampire comes to the door, I'm afraid I'll have to turn around and run away immediately, and pray while running while praying that the vampire should not catch up."

Leto laughed a few times, no longer asking about this topic. But there was a little more contempt when he looked at Beller.

They began to discuss some latest updates about Sivania.

"What exactly does that vampire want to do?" Leto asked suddenly this question for some reason. "I have heard some rumors recently about Oren City. The rumors say that it was not the Green Skin who destroyed Oren, but a vampire. It was the vampire disguised as the Green Skin boss and led the Green Skin to destroy the Holy City. I wonder what his Governor's opinion?"

"This... to be honest, when I was in Kalean, I had never seen a vampire with such disguise ability." Berel replied. "But it is hard to say. After all, this time..." He wanted to say something. "As for what the vampire wants to do in Sivania, just look at this."

Beller took out a piece of paper full of words and handed it to Leto. The latter was a little curious at first, but after carefully reading the contents on the paper, his face turned into a mixed expression of anger and sneer.

"...even the gods cannot deny that the power of all rulers lies in the recognition of the people... The reason why the king is king is because of the loyalty of his subjects. Based on the truth recognized in this world and the support of the people, I declare myself the Duke of Sivania and the only legal ruler of this land..."

"From the content on this leaflet," Beller replied slowly after reading the letter Leto. "The Blood Duke seems to have planned to be king."

"Why did he!" Leto laughed angrily. "He is a vampire? I heard that he had organized hundreds of peasants in coercion and temptation before, and then a small team of undead legions scared the country bumpkins everywhere. If it were the kind of hiding like a gutter rat, I admit that it was really difficult to completely clear it out, and he really couldn't do anything about it. Now he has come to the stage and defeated several second-rate armies in remote areas by assassination, spies and tricks, and thinks he has the ability to fight against the justice of the Ryan Kingdom? Even the thousands of vampires in Kalean will not be eradicated by us!"

"You don't have much effort in Kalean." Robin heard Berale seem to be muttering to himself in a very light voice. Even Robin knew something about this. When the Seven-Nation Alliance expeditioned Kalean, he wanted to say which country contributed the least, even if the Ryans were not the first, they were the second. During the entire war, except for a few failed spy operations, the Ryans had no record of record. The Ryans' excuse for this situation was the hidden danger of the Bin tribe, which prevented them from dispatching troops to join the holy war.

Of course, Berel now regrets Tiberiu's efforts to participate in the expedition. The vampires have strong combat power, and almost all the countries that have made great efforts have suffered heavy losses but have gained little.

The situation in front of us is the best portrayal. The Tiberius was powerless to even execute the covenant against the invasion of Greenskin, while the Ryans had the strength to plan a large-scale war against the Bin tribe.

"Although there is still a wait to know the details, it is said that the vampire a huge undead legion at the excavation site." Berel said. "If this news is reliable, then he must have a group of black magicians serving him."

"This is not surprising. I heard that a lot of depravity has gone to Sivania." Leto read the announcement again, and although it was the second time he read it, he was still full of anger.

"His Excellency Leto, how many troops have you brought this time?" Berel finally asked.

"I just brought a team of personal guards here." For some reason, Leto's tone became polite this time. "It's urgent, I don't have time to lead the army. I'm here to confirm the defense situation in Mir City and understand the details of the vampire rebellion." He paused for a moment, as if he also realized that his words were unconvincing. "We have several troops in the north. If the situation is really urgent, I originally planned to mobilize those troops. But it seems that there is no need for this for the time being."

"Yes," Berel agreed. "The vampire shows no sign of going north for the time being."

"But the road in Sivania is not easy to walk. The army cannot cross the mountains. If it wants to conquer vampires, it is only possible to pass through the main road. In this way, it is necessary to engage in attrition wars with vampires on a terrain where troops cannot be launched, which is very disadvantageous. We must never engage in attrition wars and tug-of-wars with vampires, because vampires can get replenishment from the dead."

“That’s exactly that.”

"So, the situation in front of us may have to wait first. We must transport a batch of holy water before we can start dealing with vampires. Otherwise, vampires will be replenished continuously, and our dead soldiers will become enemies at any time."

“You are indeed far-sighted.”

Leto hesitated for a while, and finally said to Beller.

"In the situation in Mir City, I still have to ask General Belle for the time being. With your ability, I believe it is not difficult to hold here. If there is any lack of equipment, you can directly intercept local taxes to supplement the equipment. His Majesty the King will also transport a batch of supplies soon."

The two of them talked for a long time before the meeting came to an end. Leto was taken to the prepared room to rest. Now, only Robin and Beller were left.

"Robin, go get me some food." Beller leaned against the chair, "It's so tiring to talk to this man."

A little while later, Robin brought the refreshments he made.

"Robin, I'm so lucky. It seems we can stay here for a while." Berel said while eating. "Hey, what did he say just now to intercept local taxes? It seems that it's my turn to make a fortune."

"General...you mean..."

"I'm afraid the Ryan people are restrained by the Bin tribe and cannot withdraw troops to deal with the vampires for a while."

"Didn't he say that he wants to transport a batch of holy water over? This can only be said to be delayed temporarily. If the distance is calculated..."

"Robin, you can't see what others say, but what others do. When cowards brag, they will never be inferior to a warrior. Do you remember how His Majesty the King rebuked me in front of the messenger of the Shem? Delinquent duties, missed the opportunity to fight, disobey military orders, and falsely transmitted the king's orders, a lot of charges were put on my head. If these charges were true to me, I would have been dismembered by the five horses and killed all over the family. However, my title, reputation, and official positions are also quite a lot. Our Majesty, our King, not only gave me a few rewards for rare items, but also gave me a comfortable vacation to come to Ryan to serve as a very greasy governor." When talking about the word "vacation", Beller shrugged and made a helpless expression. "Of course, things have developed to this point, beyond expectations."

"But..." Robin still felt something was wrong. "Didn't you say the last time? When the vampires were not selected correctly. The Ryans and the Bin tribe have not yet started a war. They can first transfer the army originally planned to deal with the Bin tribe to deal with the vampires."

"The initiative of the war is not entirely on Ryan's side," Berel explained. "The Ryans have been prepared for a long time this time and are preparing to eliminate the Bin tribe in one fell swoop. But if we consider it from another perspective, aren't the Bin tribe also ready for war? At this time, if the main force is transferred to deal with vampires... the Bin tribe has a great possibility of starting a war on their own initiative. They are not so easy to deal with. Otherwise, if the fight and stop for so long, how could the Ryan fail to gain any big advantage every time?"

"This is a difficult choice... Dealing with the Bin tribe first will likely allow the vampire to gain a foothold and lose the Sivania region from then on. If dealing with the vampire, the Bin tribe will likely take advantage of the situation and launch a war, expand its power, and eventually become uncontrollable... Between the two, the latter should be more dangerous."

"What about us?"

"We?" Beller's expression was more of a smile than a question. "We only lost an enclave and a mere Earl's territory. Look, the Ryans had Mir, and almost all the benefits brought by Sevania were taken away. Our country had hardly gained any benefits. Of course, the king would not waste any force on this matter..."

Someone knocked on the door and walked in. It was a servant in the mansion holding a letter in his hand.
Chapter completed!