"what?" Hilde was a little surprised. "Who is talking nonsense?" "Yes... a noble." "Damn, these bastards..." Hilde couldn't help but swear. Sure enough, it was this group of nobles... Hilde knew very well that the nobles had always disliked him, even though he had killed the dictator of the city and destroyed his conspiracy. But the nobles' greatest wish was to restore the aristocratic republic system of the past. Now Hilde was authoritarian and arbitrary, and had many preferential policies for civilians and slaves, which could be said to have directly damaged the interests of the nobles. Therefore, the nobles were definitely unwilling. But now, these nobles were just lambs to be slaughtered. Why didn't they dare to do anything when Hilde was still in the city? Because they were afraid. They were afraid of Hilde who had killed two people with her own hands, and afraid of Hilde who was supported by the civilians and soldiers. Therefore, they only dared to stir up trouble in the city after Hilde led the troops to the battle. Moreover, the most disgusting thing was that even if these nobles succeeded, it would be meaningless to Hilde. It's just like a mosquito is bothering you. "Anyway, I'm glad you're okay, Sissi."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." "Then... who is this girl?" At this time, Sophia turned her attention to the girl that Hilde had just brought back. "She is a Thracian." "Thracians? Why bring them back alone?" "This... long story short, I sucked her blood." Upon hearing this, Sophia took a breath and took two steps back, as if she had heard some terrible news. Hilde was also a little surprised to see Sophia's expression. Before she could ask anything, Sophia suddenly lowered her head and said very frustratedly: "Is that so... It turns out that Sissi no longer needs me... My blood can no longer satisfy you. I'm sorry, I didn't do well enough, my blood is not delicious enough..." "What... nonsense are you talking about?" Hilde sighed helplessly. "To be precise, there is something wrong with my body." "What's wrong? Are you injured after all?" Sophia immediately rushed over and asked with concern. "It's not that I was injured, it's that I fell into an uncontrollable state during the battle. In this state, I directly killed the enemy chief, and then I met this girl. I didn't want to do this, but at that time, my mind was blank, and I drove my body directly, making me rush over and bite her neck. Fortunately, I regained my sanity in time, so it didn't lead to a tragedy in the end." "But... in that case, wouldn't this little girl know your..." "Yes, that's true." This is exactly one of the problems that Hilde is worried about. "What should I do?" "I originally wanted to kill her, but... I didn't want to kill a defenseless little girl." "Xixi... God, you are so kind. This girl must be a huge disaster. If I were you, I would probably kill her to eliminate the trouble. However, I support you. I think it is normal that you don't want to kill her. Then, since this guy already knows your secret, what should we do next? Should we imprison this little girl completely, or... let her be unable to speak for the rest of her life."
"Let me take a look." Hilde smiled helplessly. "Even if she told others, no one would believe her." "That's true... Who would trust a Thracian?" A Thracian girl would not be easily believed, so even if she went out and said that Hilde was actually a cruel vampire, Hilde would not care, because such rumors were less likely to be believed than other rumors. It was estimated that after she said it, Hilde's supporters in Byzantium would probably burst into laughter and drive the little girl away. However, just in case, Hilde felt that she still needed to do something to this little girl. Just at this time. The little girl who was thrown on the bed by Hilde just now moved her eyes. "Woo..." "She's awake!" Sophia became a little nervous. "It's okay, you're just a teenage girl, what are you afraid of?" "But she is Thracian." "So what? You are still a Carthaginian. When have I ever been afraid of you?" There was a Thracian king While Hilde was talking to Sophia, the Thracian girl on the bed woke up. She opened her eyes and found herself in a luxuriously decorated room with a linen mat under her body. She still didn't quite understand the current situation. It seemed that her brain was a little slow due to excessive blood loss. However, when she saw the long silver hair and crimson purple pupils, the fear from the bottom of her heart swept over her again! "what--!!!" The girl suddenly screamed and tried to get up and run away. "shut up!" "Ah...wu..." With just one sentence from Hilde, the girl shut up obediently. "No, don't kill me..." "If I were to kill you, you would have died long ago. How could you still be here?" Hilde held her head helplessly. Fortunately, the little girl didn't make trouble. Although she used intimidation to make her quiet down, Sophia came over at this time. She gently stroked the girl's hair and held her in her arms. Such a gentle move did calm the overly frightened girl down a little. At this time, Hilde asked: "What's your name?" "My name is... Dione." "How old are you?" "I'm thirteen years old..." "Dione, are you Thracian?" "Yes……"
The girl looked at Hilde in panic. "You, you... who are you and why are you biting me..." "It doesn't matter who I am. Just answer my questions honestly. If you cooperate with me, I will not only not hurt you, but I will also let you stay here and have food and drink every day." Hilde breathed a sigh of relief. Now it seemed that this girl's attitude towards him was not particularly bad. At least in this way, he could avoid many problems. "First of all, tell me why the chief protects you. Who are you? Are you the chief's daughter?" "No... I, I am not his daughter. I don't know why the chief wants to protect me." Having said this, the girl's eyes became even dimmer. "What about your parents?" "They...died a year ago." "Are you an orphan?" "Yes..." Dione raised her head and asked helplessly, "How are the people in the village?" “Those who survived are now in this city.” "……where is this place?" "Byzantium." "Byzantine City... I know that the villagers told me that they once went to Byzantine City to plunder and took away a lot of good things." Diony shed tears with sadness when she said this. "But at that time, some people in the village said that we would definitely be retaliated for what we did. As a result... you really came to kill us." "As far as I know, the Thracians and Greeks have been friends for many years. Since the Greco-Persian War, the Thracians have never actively invaded Greek colonies and city-states. But why did they suddenly attack Byzantium this time? And it is said that many Thracians have gone south, causing a great blow to the Greek colonies along the coast." "Xixi, isn't this question a little bit..." for a child? At this time, Sophia said with some distress: "She is so pitiful, let her have a good rest for a while." "That's the last question." Hilde's words forced Sophia to give up. "Can you answer the question I just asked?" "I... I don't know much, but my parents, including the people in the village, all fled from the north. Our original homeland was occupied by a man who called himself the King of Thrace and wanted us to submit to him. However, he was a very cruel king. He would slaughter civilians at will and allow his soldiers to burn, kill and loot. My parents died at his hands. We had to give him seven out of ten portions of wheat we earned from farming. We couldn't survive in his territory." "King of Thrace?" Hilde frowned slightly. "Do you know the details?" “I don’t know…” "Okay, Sissi, let her rest for a while." "...Okay, I'll go ask other Thracians." This is a very critical message.
From the girl, Hilde learned about a person, the King of Thrace, who imposed heavy taxes and levied heavy taxes, causing the people to suffer, and finally forced some Thracians to leave their hometown and flee south. However, the little girl was only 13 years old after all, and the truthfulness of her words needed to be questioned. So Hilde asked Sophia to stay in the mansion to take care of Dione, and then she quickly went to the camp where the prisoners were guarded. The Fear of Prisoners of War "Lord Hilde!" A centurion guarding the prisoner-of-war camp immediately stood up straight when he saw Hilde coming. "What do you want me to do?" "No, I came here to ask questions." "Yes!" The soldiers looked forward to seeing Hilde coming here, but the prisoners of war were not so adoring of her. When Hilde left the battlefield, she was holding the head of their chief in her hand. This scene was obviously a huge stimulation for them, and they couldn't help but be afraid of such a woman. What's more, this woman was too beautiful, and could even be said to be a god-level existence. But those long silver hair and crimson purple eyes. But it makes them feel a fear from the bottom of their hearts. "Gather all the prisoners." "Yes--!" Under Hilde's command, the soldiers began to panic. Hilde found a chair and sat down first. She quietly watched the prisoners being gathered in the center of the prisoner camp and lined up one by one. There were defeated and wounded men looking at Hilde with angry eyes. There were also children and women who hugged each other and trembled, thinking that they would be killed soon. The surrounding Byzantine soldiers raised their spears and stared at the prisoners nervously. Anyone who dared to move rashly would be stabbed to death. "You guys go down first." Hilde discovered that it was these soldiers who made the prisoners particularly nervous. "But……" "You'll scare them here." "Yes……" The soldiers put away their weapons and left for the time being. At this moment, Hilde stood up and walked to the front of the crowd. "I will ask you a few questions, and you answer them truthfully. I can assure you that as long as you cooperate, I will not harm your lives. Not only that, I will also give you a place to stay. I really hope that we Byzantine Greeks can live in harmony with the Thracians, and even become partners. The attack we launched a few days ago was just tit-for-tat. In the past, you attacked the Byzantine city and looted our villages. This time, it is our revenge. But now that the revenge is over, we are even, right?" "What do you want to ask?" At this time, a man with his hands and feet tied stood up. "who are you?" "I am the chief's son, Dahit." "Oh, Da Xite, since you have stood up bravely, I will ask you a few questions." The man's eyes were filled with resentment, but there was no direct hatred. The direct reason was also related to their brave and aggressive character. Hilde had killed the chief directly, and this was enough to convince them. So, since someone took the initiative to stand up, Hilde could ask him to answer his doubts. So Hilde asked, "First of all, I heard that you fled south because of a person who claimed to be the King of Thracian. Is this true?"
As soon as they heard the title of King of Thracian, everyone's eyes were immediately filled with fear. Some women even burst into tears. "Yes, it is……" Da Xit was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. "He, he is a demon, a very scary person! We can't survive under his control! That's why we ran away! Not only us! Many people from many tribes also ran away!" At this point, Daxite couldn't suppress his fear at all, "We are afraid of the King of Thrace! That's why we ran here. But, but we don't know when the King of Thrace will go south! He is fighting with the Dacians in the north! There is a man in Dacia called 'Sun-Swallowing Wolf' who can resist the attack of the King of Thrace, so we are able to survive."