Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 145 Mage Zera
In the prison that had just been completed in Wangbo Port, the mage Zera was imprisoned, tied up tightly and wearing prison clothes.

There is basically no possibility for Zera to escape because Werner has put a magic-sensing collar on him. Once magic power is used, the collar will immediately react.

Moreover, his hands and feet were tied and he had no wand in his hand, so it was difficult for Zella to cast spells. Before he could cast any spells, the guards guarding him would attack him directly and would definitely stab him to death.

Zera was not stupid. He knew that it was impossible for him to escape on his own. After all, the process of his capture was extremely simple. Even if it happened again, he didn't think he had any chance of turning the tables.

"Call your manager!"

Zera had been imprisoned here for several days. He had been expecting someone to come and negotiate with him, but nothing had happened. This had made him extremely frustrated. There was nothing he could do. When had the Master Mage ever suffered this much?!
"Wait."

The guarding jailer glanced at him and replied very calmly.

"I can't wait any longer! Since you're not going to kill me, I must be useful to you. So hurry up! No need to play tricks on me!"

Zera kept insisting, "Wait." This was the word he'd heard the most these days. These people had been making him wait, and even now, they were still making him wait. What on earth was he waiting for?!
The two jailers looked at each other, and one of them picked up a skull that had been placed aside for several days. It was a magic prop.

"Kakaka!"

Following the instructions of the wizard of the Desolate Family, the jailer activated this magic item. Black mist filled the skull, and blood-red light appeared in the two eye sockets. The skull seemed to come to life.

"what happened?"

The skull made a sound, obviously the "call" had been connected.

The appearance of Werner has indeed brought great changes to Wangbo Port. For example, this "skull", this magic prop is now completely used as a "telephone".

Of course, the technology still needs to be improved, because this thing can only "call" one target now. For example, now, this "call" can only be made to Alman Huangwu, the younger generation of the Huangwu family. He is following his grandfather Alvin Huangwu to be a teacher at the "Wangbo Port Magic Academy".

Erwin Desolate is Werner's grandson. The grandfather and grandson are both direct descendants of the Desolate family. Although Arman Desolate is only in his early twenties this year, he has also achieved good magical attainments, so he was sent to deal with Zella's affairs.

"Master Arman, this wizard is clamoring for negotiation. It seems he can't stand it anymore. Would you like to come and see him?"

The jailer spoke respectfully. He was from the "Desolation" and had some magical attainments, so he was specially sent to guard Zera. This prisoner captured by the "Blood King" himself was obviously very important, and they would never allow him to have an accident.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

The skull clicked a few times, and Alman Huangwu was quite decisive.

The blood light dimmed, the black mist dissipated, and the skull returned to calm. This scene made the other jailer feel very magical.

This jailer wasn't from the Desolation; he was an old man from Port Hope, one of the veterans who had followed Uther to Port Hope from the very beginning. This meant that Uther also cared about this matter. "Magic is truly amazing."

Hank sighed. This young man, who looked to be about 26 or 27 years old, was having close contact with magic for the first time in his life. This kind of thing was still too far away from ordinary people like them.

Therefore, Lord Karen opened the "Wangbo Port Magic Academy" so that everyone can be qualified to learn vampire magic. This is a huge surprise for the residents of the entire Wangbo Port. The people of Wangbo Port all praise Lord Karen's generous policy, and the "Blood King" is becoming more and more popular.

Unfortunately, Hank himself has no talent for magic, and his family conditions do not support him to give up his job and turn to magic. His parents, wife and children were all brought to Wangbo Port.

However, although Hank himself has no talent for learning magic, his son does. His youngest son, who is only seven years old this year, is one of the few lucky ones in the entire Wangbo Port who has good magical talent. He has already been admitted and officially enrolled in school, and is personally taught by Elvin Desolate.

Hank has nothing but endless respect for the dean of "Wangbo Port Magic Academy" and the "Blood King" who rules Wangbo Port. He knows very well that it is because of the existence of the "Blood King" that Wangbo Port has become better and better, defeated countless foreign enemies, and flourished to its current scale.

After a while, Alman Huangwu arrived at the prison. The prison was actually not far from the central area of Wangbo Port, next to the town security bureau of Wangbo Port, which is the police station.

The prison is not big. After all, there are only more than 3,000 people in Wangbo Port. There is no need to build such a large prison. If there were not constant invasions by foreign enemies and some prisoners were captured, a few solitary confinement cells would be more than enough, and there would be no need to build a separate prison.

"finally come."

Seeing Arman Huangwu, Zera breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to stay in prison anymore. Not only did these people keep a close watch on him, but the food was just enough to keep him from starving. He was tied to a pillar when he slept, not to mention going to the toilet. The experiences of the past few days were too unbearable for Zera to bear.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Alman Huangwu stood in front of the pillar, looked at Zera who was tied to it, and asked with a calm expression. He was in his early twenties and did not look like a necromancer. He just had a gloomy face and an aura that kept strangers away.

"My name is Zera, and I come from Talaraan, the city of mages. My mentor is Sir Aurelian Lambert, the archmage of Talaraan. You can write to my mentor, and he will come to redeem me. No matter what price you offer, my mentor can satisfy it."

Looking at Arman Desolate, Zera stopped shouting and spoke seriously. He saw that the man in front of him was also a mage. Since he was a mage, he had to give some face to the "City of Mages" Talaraan and his mentor.

"Any price? Who is this Aurelian Lambert? And what is he to you?"

Alman Desolate's expression remained calm, and he showed no sign of fluctuating at all due to the appearance of words such as "Talaran" and "Aurelian Lambert".

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Zera was obviously surprised by Alman Desolate's reaction. He thought, even if he was a self-taught mage, he wouldn't have never heard of the "City of Mages"? He wouldn't have never heard of Aurelian Lambert, the mentor of the "Evolution School", right?

(End of this chapter)