Chapter 168 167 Faith to Faith and Kings to Kings

Chapter 168 167.Faith to Faith, King to King

In the barracks conference room of Natalie’s war leader, the Witch Hunter captains who were summoned here listened to Major Fraser’s description with expressionless faces, and the whole room was dead silent.

Followed Ambrose mixed a “side seat” of the cattle will be stunned in his heart.

He was shocked at the persecution of witch hunters within the Kingdom of Canary Flower actually reached such an unimaginable level, people were indeed implicated by the church rebellion, and fought for you for ten whole years to kill just this point, and as a result, now the war is over and you are actually still not willing to let people a way out of life.

The Tower of the Ring is obviously to cross the river to draw a bridge, cut off the rhythm of all!

But on the other hand, bull heart also surged a different kind of excitement.

Well!

His own elder sister’s judgment was indeed accurate!
Running out of the Novice Village on her own seemed like a waste of time, but she didn’t expect to actually get mixed up in such a powerful and big event. The entire White Oak Warband currently had 1,400 people left, and if the Tower of the Ring wanted to stop them it would mean they would have to send an army as well!
This is not a small fight in the smuggler’s woodland before, this is a serious large-scale group war!

Maybe he could play a key role in it?
Besides, how can you enjoy such a big event all by yourself?

He had to share this good news with his partners, so he pretended to listen and at the same time opened the in-game forum and edited a post to send it out.

Not to mention how excited little player Ox was to announce the triggering and arrival of the new event on the forums, the witch hunters in the conference room were far less excited than Ox.

They couldn’t be more familiar with the current situation of the White Oak Warband.

They said that there were 1400 people, but in reality, most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled people who were in need of recuperation, and there were no more than 500 people who could still fight head-on.

The only good news was that due to the persecution of the witch hunters over the past ten years, there were no real “non-combatants” in their group, and they had a very high military quality, so once they confirmed the plan, they could immediately begin to take action.

“I realize that it would be humiliating for you to turn to the vampire lords of Transylvania at this time, but this is the best decision that can be made given the current circumstances.”

Major Fraser counseled:

“Neither General Loren nor House Carpe can truly tear themselves apart from the Tower of the Ring at this point in time, and even if we were determined to protect you, it would take time for the Silver Dwarf High Priests and my family’s mercenary corps to arrive.

However, the Tower of the Ring’s carriage is already outside the barracks.

I’m sure they can send emissaries just to represent their attitude, and at the very least an army of hunters prepared for you may be roaming nearby.

Lord Murphy is already mobilizing the forces under his command, and they will meet you at the Andromeda Hills after nightfall.

You must make a decision soon!”

“But it’s vampires…”

A heavily armed old lady Master Witch Hunter said in a hesitant tone as she sat down in her chair:
“Even in the long years before the Ten Years’ War, there was no peace to speak of between them and us, and the two Black Night Wars as well as the Saints’ Expedition have left both sides with each other’s blood on their hands.

Would that vampire Murphy really be kind enough to pick us up?

I fear now that we’ll be facing what could very well be a two-pronged attack from both the Tower of the Ring and the vampires”

“That’s purely superfluous worry on your part, Sister Marianne.”

Embracing her arms, Ambrosia, who attended the meeting as the captain of the new generation of witch hunters, bristled:
“The Tower of the Ring has just exterminated the Blood Vulture Clan’s stronghold, over 100,000 people died as a result, and believe me, Murphy and his vampires are itching to eat that group of psychics alive right now. The only question is whether or not they can muster enough power to support us?

When we left earlier, there weren’t even fifteen remaining members of the Blood Vulture Clan.”

“The fact that he dared to make a promise might mean that he really has the means.”

Old Norman said in a raw tone:
“Although I loathe that vampire, I have to admit that he is indeed absolutely extraordinary.”

“Bang.”

At the sound of a knock on the table, the other remaining old Master Witch Hunter rose up in a huff and yelled:
“Why are you already talking about that vampire aiding us? Where is your position as warrior witch hunters? Have you forgotten the teachings of Avalon? We must always be on guard against the darkness.”

“Pull back, old Eugene! Avalon hasn’t answered our prayers in ten years, we’re on our own now!”

“You shut the fuck up! You insincere one! Even if times get tough we nature walkers can’t forget Avalon’s teachings! Otherwise what’s the difference between us and the degenerates who revel in slaughter?”

“You’re yelling at me! Do you have the ability to go and kill all those psionics by yourself? Shut up if you can’t!”

“Damn you Sankey! This isn’t the first time you’ve been disrespectful and so rude to Elder Eugene, and as an apprentice of the Elder, I must”

“Bang.”

The loud sound of the large oak holy blade striking the ground interrupted all the bickering in the room, and Natalie, who hadn’t said anything, tilted her head, her scarred face as calm as could be.

Her eyes swept over the hunter captains in front of her, and finally rising in a gesture of holding the holy blade in her hand, she said in a muffled voice:
“We’re going to Transylvania!”

“War Captain! It cannot be so! Ancient dogma is not”

“It is my father’s legacy!”

Natalie’s next words silenced the room once more as the gray-haired demon hunter girl closed her eyes and spoke in a hushed voice:
“My father made some sort of agreement with Lord Murphy before he died, and he exchanged his sacrifice for the right for those of us who remain to live again in Transylvania, and he may have long ago seen the dangers that lurked within the Kingdom of the Golden Sparrow.

If that is not enough to convince you
Followers of the god Avalon have been born among the mountain warriors under Lord Murphy’s command, the first humans to be baptized by nature during the Ten Years War.

This is what we have seen with our own eyes.”

“Ah this!!!”

This news was like a thunderbolt that made all of the Huntress Captains’ eyes widen, and those Sincerely Ones were even more ecstatic because of it.

They even ignored the terrible situation they were facing right now because of it.

Spirit!
Have you finally opened your eyes to us sincere believers again?

“Then we’ll go to Transylvania! Let’s go at once!”

Old Eugene, who had strongly opposed this action before, was the first to jump up, his eyes glittering with excitement and even vaguely red.

He exclaimed:

“If this is the will of Avalon, then Transylvania will be our new holy land! It will be our promised land as well as our new home, and no matter what the cost, we Sincerely Ones should get there!

We must witness with our own eyes the miracle of mercy that has come down from my God.”

“As it should be.”

Natalie whispered:

“Now all captains go and gather your warriors and prepare to travel farther at dusk. There is no need to reprimand those of our compatriots who do not wish to leave with us. Major Fraser, I would like to ask you to…”

“I know what you mean, War Captain Natalie.”

The Major nodded, promising very seriously:
“The Pathfinder Corps and House Carpe will open their arms for these warriors, and I have already notified the military police at Pathfinder Corps Depot 3 to evacuate.

There are supplies there that you will need, bring as many as you can.

Although it would be cruel to say so, I ask you all to remember! The moment you step out of the Pathfinder Fortress, your lives and deaths will no longer have anything to do with us.”

“I understand, and I accept that this is the fate of us witch hunters, we should have died ten years ago, but fate has kept us alive until now, and I expect that it will lead to the true end after this time.”

Natalie let out a long breath, just as she was about to give the order to move, Ambrosia suddenly came over and whispered something to her, Natalie froze for a moment and then looked over at Major Fraser.

The new Battlemaster said with some embarrassment:
“Also, I need to take certain ‘limited supplies’ from the fortress, a minimum of 3,000 mind mikes and associated plug-ins .
Please understand that for us homeless to survive well in our new home, making good relations with the lords there is a necessity. Bringing them the gifts they need most is often a very effective means of communication.” “Well, that’s not something I can do.”

Major Fraser shrugged and said softly:

“But as far as I can tell, there’s only one communications psychic guarding the warehouse over there, and the scouting psychic, Mr. Heroux, seems to be Ms. Ambrose’s homeboy? I guess it’s within the normal realm of accidents for all of you, as rebels, to grab a few more things on your way out, isn’t it?”
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The small players in the Scarlet Fortress were all excited.

They had already received the “Big Event Warning” posted by Bull on the forum, and now they had already come to the Blood Wyvern Corridor on their own initiative without even needing Murphy to issue an order to gather, and some of them were waving their fists and yelling belligerent words of “Fuck those psychic fools! The other ones are waving their fists and yelling “fuck those psychic idiots”.

Their thoughts were always simple.

Even too simple.

Although everyone treated the witch hunters as humanoid wild monsters before, the sacrifices that the others paid when fighting the Blood Wyvern Cloisters were there for everyone to see.

There is also an important plot character, the final sacrifice of the old knight Finocchi also uploaded on the forums for a moment of beautiful talk, together with the friendship of carrying a gun is enough to let small players will be witch hunters as “their own people”.

At the very least, they are a neutral faction.

The most important thing is that the power system of the Church of Avalon has only just begun, waiting for this group of witch hunters to come to Transylvania as their “vocational trainer”.

“See, see, I told you before, witch hunters are 80% going to be the optional camp!”

In the Hall of Sons, Brother Woo Meow said triumphantly to Happy Stick beside him:
“Every time this damn game comes out with any changes it’s bound to give you a whole lot of tricks on the backstory level so that they can find a tangible basis for their gameplay updates. I thought it would take a while for the witch hunters to return, but I didn’t expect it to come so suddenly.

But it makes sense.”

“Row, row, row, oooh meow brother is a divine calculator, you’re bullish, right? It’s almost catching up with that Mr. Ziwei who tells people’s fortunes every day on the forum.”

Happy Stick didn’t care about any backstory or plot evolution, he was now full of joy and intended to find some powerful monsters to practice on. He had just reached the Black Iron rank, and there were “wild monsters” sent to his door to test his skills. This organization called “Tower of the Ring” was too considerate, right?

“My warriors!”

Murphy’s voice soon resounded at the entrance to the second floor of the Sons’ Hall.

The players quieted down and raised their heads to look at their lords and mainline NPCs, and they saw that Murphy had already changed into a battle-ready swordsman’s light armor.

The cloak was flying and the sharp blade was worn.

This heavily armed stance signified that another battle was near.

“Old Knight Finok’s heroic sacrifice gave Transylvania a chance to exist for much longer, a favor we must remember in our hearts, and now his heirs and followers are threatened with death.

It is most fortunate for us that the dog thieves who seek to destroy the last of the Witch Hunters are the very ones who brought destruction to the city of Cadman!

The Tower of the Ring!
The largest faction of psionic users on the continent, an arrogant power that thinks it is strong and invincible, they think their atrocities will scare the Transylvanians and make us hide under our beds and tremble.

But it won’t!
They think well!
This earth and the life it holds will never be intimidated, and in the face of intimidation, we have only one response!
We will attack! We will fight back!
We will gnaw their flesh and spit on their wanton souls!
We will use blood and death to show the cowards who play with psychic powers that they have messed with an enemy that will give them sleepless nights.

Today!”

Murphy shouted:

“The wailing souls of the dead are expecting justice! And the dark earth longs for blood-watered rain! We go to meet the followers of warriors and benefactors. Whoever dares to stand in our way is our enemy!”

“Ding ding ding ding ding.”

A continuous sound alert made the players look down to check that a brand new quest had been triggered:

[Important Side Quest-‘Blood for Vengeance!’ has been triggered.

Mission Objective: Follow the Archduke of the Blood Vulture Clan and Count Cadman into the battlefield of the Andromeda Hills, receive and cover the neutral force White Oak Battle Group into Transylvania’s territory, and repel and kill the psychic energy hunters of the Tower of the Ring.

Plot Advancement Reward:

New camp [Church of Avalon] unlocked, camp power [White Oak Warband] opened, Church of Avalon career system completely unlocked.

Quest Reward:

Witch Hunter’s War Treasure Trove Key X1, Decoration-Hunter Hunter Recruit Set X1, Carrier-Hunter War Pony’s Reins X1].

“Crap! Carrier reward! Bull!”

Lin Bei Dog Shaving in the crowd exclaimed.

“Crap! Another blind box? Fuck!”

Brother Woo Meow in the crowd covered his eyes in pain.

“Crap! Fashion rewards! Yeah!”

The little reed name in the crowd who had been trying to pull Lady Water into the game cheered in surprise, before being knocked on the head with a finger from Orchid.

“Little kid’s family! No swearing.”

“Warriors! On behalf of the will of Transylvania we march!”

Murphy waved his hand and the players cheered in unison.

Outside the hall, Lady Tris was leading several vampire psionics to maintain the large psionic teleportation spell to the drop point of Andromeda Hills.

The players cheered and rushed into the light screen that reflected the light of the new map, acting not at all like they were going to war, but rather like a chaotic outing, more like seventy rabid dogs out of their cages.

“I don’t understand…”

Behind Murphy, hidden in the shadows, Mrs. Shani couldn’t help but ask:
“How did you train such belligerent and so crazy blood servants? Why do they look forward to a war that is destined to be tragic so much? Do they really see death as a homecoming?

That’s the Tower of the Ring!

An organization that would make even Lord Payeng think carefully, are you guys crazy? Just for a bunch of witch hunters.”

“It’s not just for witch hunters.”

Murphy waved his hand and gripped the hilt of the Necessary Evil at his waist, already cranky from his impending taste for psychic blood, as he soothed his arrogant and wild demonic blade and said in a deep voice:
“This is but a prelude to vengeance! Transylvania lost a hundred thousand souls to the wantonness of the Tower of the Ring, and they must pay for that sin. I know they must be reluctant to recognize the sin they committed with their own hands!

But that’s okay, we are Transylvanians, and what we want, we will always reach out and take for ourselves!
As for me and my warriors, it is the will of this earth incarnate! Lady Shani.

This dark earth yearns to taste the blood of its murderers, it howls for us to pay the perpetrators back tenfold for the suffering it has endured, and we will of course satisfy it, and it will reward us for it.

Well, so generous! So generous.”

While Madame de Chagny and Andre beside her looked at Murphy as if he were a madman, the Lord Earl of Cadman grinned.

He reached out his hand in a “please” gesture and said:

“And best of all, for the sake of the contract we just signed, Mrs. Chani, would I have the honor of inviting you to have the first dance at the Scarlet Ball this evening?”

“I’ll sew up your mouth if you ever address me that rudely again! But, behold this wonderful engagement of blood and gentility, on such a tender dark night”

Grand Duchess Shani gracefully reached out and placed her hand in Murphy’s as she ruffled her golden braid of hair and said casually:
“Why not?”

(End of chapter)