Chapter 80 79 Shocked! San Wu Fu Luo Li is not a human being! [1960]

Chapter 80 79.Shock! The three-less rich loli is not a human being! 1960]

(Extra for brother ‘Huo whole quite well’ [4/20])
After Murphy dried up Jade, this siege operation against the eyeless asshole vampires was also a great success, with six of the seven patriarch’s personal guards, including Jade, being crushed.

The old knight Finnock took out two by himself, and the remaining three died in a cluster hunt of other witch hunters.

The last one that survived didn’t run away because of luck either.

Rather, that guy has been because of the star world filth invasion to the brain has been crazy, and witch hunters fighting suddenly escaped, the result of head-on collision returned to the city of Mrs. Cuise, after some no one can know the content of the conversation, the name of the “Bonnie” clan leader of the bodyguard actually on the spot defection, by the magic Cuise hand in hand to the organization.

Witch hunters also did not choose to continue to hunt because of the temporary cooperation with Murphy.

Their results in this battle were already quite generous.

The heads of six silver ranked vampires were enough to offer sacrifices to their previous fallen comrades, and in the current situation where the Blood Wyvern Clan existed in name only, letting go of a guy who had gone completely insane wasn’t a big problem.

The silver rank female vampire named Bonnie was at this moment decently guarding outside Murphy’s tent.

Just as she had once guarded the Blood Vulture Archduke.

Eyes as wide as copper bells, with lightning-like sharpness, cloaked hair, she leaned on her own black blade of the catacombs and guarded the tent to death not allowing any guy not recognized by Lady Tris to come near.

For inside the tent, a conversation was taking place that concerned the lives of everyone at hand.

“Tris!”

Murphy realized that something was wrong when he saw the always easy-going Tris suddenly so fearful on her head, he weakly got up and pulled Tris, who was frantically rummaging for something, and asked:
“You calm down a bit! Even if you want to run you should at least tell me what’s going on, right? I knew about Missy calling out the Blood League Knights last night, is there really any problem with that? Aren’t the Blood League Knights the ‘arbiters’ and ‘protectors’ of the seven vampire clans?

Even I, a fringe person, knew about it!
As Missy said once a certain clan falls into a desperate situation they can ask for help from the Blood League Knights, and they will always do their best to respond to such pleas of their fellow clansmen under despair.”

“You are correct in all that you say.”

Tris exasperatedly dropped the clothes in her hand and sat on her butt beside Murphy.

Pressing him back into his bunk first to get some rest, and giving Missy, who was standing at a loss for what to do, a hard stare, she poured Murphy a glass of blood wine and added ice to it before sighing.

She said in a low tone of an elderly person who was giving important knowledge to ignorant and fearless backwoodsmen:
“The Knights of the Blood League are indeed the saviors of all vampires in times of despair, such as the ‘Holy Blood War’ eight hundred and eleven years ago, the ‘First Black Night War’ five hundred years ago, and two hundred and twenty-five years ago the ‘Second Black Night War’, the ‘Blood Fear Doomsday’ two hundred years ago, and the ‘Plague of Wolves’ one hundred and seventy years ago.

Almost every time a major event affecting the vampire race occurred on the continent, the Blood League Knights would step in at the last minute to clean up the mess.

That ‘Ancient One’ Venerable Lord Vernon Paying Cappadocia, who had survived from the pre-epoch era to the present day, was also truly the most respected uncrowned king in the entire vampire race.

However!
The most important point was that you, the juniors, had simply seen the lofty prestige of Venerable Lord Paying and his selfless protection of his fellow vampires, but had not even realized the other side of the powerful Blood Alliance Clan as the ‘Arbiter’!
They would do more than just save their compatriots who had fallen into desperate situations!
The Blood League Knights don’t even need other powers to execute those who have broken the ancient code before they can cause even more disaster.

Take Clan Bloodfear, for example.
Do you really think the Church of Avalon was responsible for that clan’s demise two hundred years ago?

Don’t be foolish!
The followers of the old church can only defeat us! But the only thing that can truly exterminate a vampire is a vampire!
It was Era 911, exactly two hundred years ago.

The Blood Fear Clan, entrenched in the Sax and Ice Bay regions, was losing successive battles to the Church of Avalon, and the entire continent was shocked when then-Blood Fear Archduke Charlemagne Lane Giovanni’s risky ritual of summoning the power of subspace chaos to intervene in the war went out of control, killing 300,000 people in one night!
Seven days later, Venerable Lord Paying personally led the three major lords of the Blood Alliance Knights with 300 Blood Knights to step out of the Dark Mountain Range and summoned the elites of the other clans on a punitive expedition!
Within a month!
In only one month, the Blood Fear Clan’s 37,000 people from the patriarch on down were executed down to the last 99, and Venerable Lord Paying personally carried out the Sunburning Execution on Archduke Charlemagne of Blood Fear, who had already gone mad under the influence of subspace.

At the time, Salokdar and I were watching along with three other Archdukes and their cronies.

No one dared to look directly at Lord Payeng in that state, and Salokdar and old Edward and Grand Duke Sophie of the Thorn Clan’s hands were shaking the entire time they participated in that ceremony!

It was out of fear.

I saw it clearly.

Of course I wasn’t in a position to laugh at them, I was so terrified that I couldn’t even say a word, and it was only after that day that I realized that my so-called title of ‘Scarlet Witch’ meant nothing in front of Venerable Lord Paying!

You pathetic youngsters have no idea how terrifying that ancient one can be when he launches a vicious attack.

The last 99 Sons of Blood Fear were exiled from the continent, and as long as Lord Payeng is still around, they will not be allowed to set foot on the continent’s soil again.

This was the secret of the vampire clans, everyone thought that the Blood Fear Clan was extinguished, but they still existed, in the name of the largest pirate gang on the Misty Sea, the ‘Blood Fear Fleet’.

The part of the sea where they were active was called the ‘Vampire Coast’, which was the southernmost part of the Dark Mountain Range that was off the beaten path.

I tell you all this only to let you know that His Holiness Pa Ying’s great fame was never just a monument forged with salvation alone, and that the path of bones paved with the blood of his compatriots was also filled under his scarlet iron throne.”

Hearing this, Murphy suddenly had a jolt, he thought of the warning given to him by Tris when he left Cadman City earlier, so he took hold of Tris’s cold wrist in reverse and said:

“You told me before that the Blood Wyvern Clan broke the code of avoidance to participate in the war between civilization and kingdom so the Blood League Knights won’t care about us is that the reason?
That we were in the wrong before?
But that’s not enough for them to turn their weapons on us, is it?
After all, the Blood Wyverns have been essentially exterminated as well.”

“Silly boy, that was just a lie made up to get you to leave.”

Tris reached up to touch the scar on her neck and laughed bitterly:

“We, to be precise, the sins that Salokdar is really committing at this time are much more serious than violating the ‘Code of Avoidance’, even comparable to the foolishness of the Blood Fear Clan back then.

It is so dangerous that once the Blood Alliance Knights discover any hint of it, they will directly alert Venerable Lord Paying.

Trust me!
That ancient one will immediately drop all matters at hand, gather the Blood Alliance elites scattered throughout the Dark Mountain Range and summon the main forces of other clans to form an allied vampire army that he will personally lead to kill Transylvania.

It would be the second ‘Punishment Expedition’ in the history of the Blood Clan.

As I said earlier.

Anyone and everyone involved in this evil! Whether vampire or human, will be slaughtered mercilessly until the last remnants of this event are buried deep within the earth, until everything involved is completely forgotten by time.

I dare say that after that battle, the name ‘Transylvania’ will no longer exist in this world.
You want to know why?

Well, the reason is right in front of you!
The name of the source of the plague that will bring about the end of this land is Phineas Cecilia Le Sombra! It’s this unlucky person that you consider a companion!”

When Tris’s icy words fell, Missy’s body trembled.

She seemed to have understood the reason why Tris was so alarmed, and all the previous visions related to her were strung together like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, causing Missy’s face to instantly lose all blood color.

Realizing that she had done something stupid that would instantly crush all of her hopes, she couldn’t even stand and went limp, completely losing all of the decency that she had worked so hard to maintain as she said in a dry tone:
“You you do know! Tris, please tell me I . What the hell am I?”

Tris was silent.

The silence seemed to represent a truth so heavy that it would deter a vampire who had lived for almost five hundred years from telling it in its entirety at this very moment.

Murphy’s hand held Tris’s fingers as he whispered:

“Tris, tell us the truth about all of this, is that why you have the injuries you have?”

“You can’t know, it would spell your doom.”

Tris looked at Murphy, she said seriously:

“You must go now! Take your warriors and get out of here forever, someone has to step up and take responsibility for that buried folly, and Salokdar alone isn’t enough to take the heat off of His Holiness, Lord Paying.

ME.
I will too for what happened back then”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Murphy interrupted as he sat up straight and cut her off:

“I’m not going anywhere, much less handing you over to anyone! Now please tell me the truth, I have to know what the problem is before I can ponder what to do about it.

Phemis is our partner.

Though she is cunning, dishonest and has different goals than we do, she has indeed fought with us against strong enemies.

She gave her honor to help us take down the Jed, and I made a promise to her to see true unity, and I can’t just turn around and sell her out! Nor would my warriors agree to such a hasty exit for her.

Tris, tell me!

I know you want to protect me, but I’m already in the middle of a maelstrom. You are my venerable elder, and if that Venerable Lord Paying will indeed destroy everything, then there is no way I can survive after your death.”

“Why do you have to ask! This kind of thing is obviously too much for others to avoid!”

Tris roared angrily, but she also turned listless afterward.

Murphy was right, the moment she had turned him into a vampire, little Murphy had been tied to the secrets of Tris’s past.

Alas, she really was a fellow who only brought misfortune to others.

Alas, I should have known that I would have drank myself to death over a hundred years ago!

The tent turned quiet and apprehensive for a while, and as Murphy waited, Tris bit her lip and made up her mind, she glared at Murphy then turned back to Femis who was also waiting for the truth and asked a very strange question first.

She said:

“Phimis, tell me your age.”

“174 years old!”

Missy was very confident in her memory immediately reported a number, which also caused Murphy to look at the obviously sixteen year old face of Fumitsu with odd eyes.

His own guess was indeed correct, this Missy was an old demon who deliberately pretended to be young!
However, the next moment, this answer that should have been absolutely correct was rejected by Tris shaking her head.

She stood up and stood beside Murphy, staring at Femis with a subtle look, a look as if she had seen through Femis’s shell to something hidden inside her body.

She whispered:

“No! You are only 30 years old, and most of your memories were woven by Sarokdar with psychic energy, and that psychic spell was created by my own hand when I was younger.

As you can see, I just used it to create a memory for Bonnie that was good enough to appease her madness.

So in fact, when I first saw you, I recognized you for who you really are!”

“No way!”

Femis got up from the ground as she chided with round eyes:

“Shut up! Witch, I don’t believe it! I clearly have such vivid memories, from when I was first embraced to when I traveled the Dark Mountains and the twenty years I spent with Adele, that can’t be fake!”

“Is it?”

Tris sneered.

Reaching out, she pinched out a unique spell-casting motion with her white fingers, and the effects of a certain spell that had been inflicted on Phormis faded under the guidance of her delicate psychic energy.

The scarlet witch stared into her eyes and whispered in the tone of a psychiatrist guiding a patient:
“Think again, what exactly was the situation when you met Adele?”

“Swish.”

At the edge of the survivor’s camp, in the evening night, Mrs. Adele, who had “returned from hunting”, dropped down quietly with her blood wings folded, her demeanor elegant and decent, but by now, six blood essences had been placed in her psychic bag.

Her body was covered with wounds.

They were marks left after six consecutive hunts, which hurt and made her feel weak, but the exhilaration from within made Mrs. Adele feel happy.

She had fulfilled her promise with Lord Murphy!

Six whole enemy hearts were enough for her honored father to grant her one last request as a perfect farewell to her past life.

On her way to Master Murphy’s tent with a graceful stride, Lady Adele touched her towering heart and then with a little effort pulled a somewhat old silver pendant out of the snowy gash where it had been pressed up against her gauntlet.

Placing it in her hand and pressing the delicate clasp lock, the pendant popped outward to reveal the tiny psychic image stored within.

It was the only picture she had ever taken with Onii-chan since she had been rescued and picked up by her as a toddler.

It was a memento of their travels through the Dark Mountains.

In that small, still vivid image, two little girls of about the same age were standing arm in arm.

One rich and one slim.

One was smiling happily and the other was hiding her expression behind indifference, but their hands were clasped tightly together, and they were wearing the same style of dress, behind them there was also a human noblewoman who was dressed elegantly and had a seven-point resemblance to the eldest young lady, holding an incense fan in her hand with a gloomy face, also in this image.

“Missy”

Mrs. Adele, who was always silent and hardly spoke a word a day, stroked the pendant in her hand.

She said in her mind:
“As your only companion since childhood, I will definitely fight for your safety and freedom, even if it costs me everything.

Although it’s impossible to understand why your memories are not quite the same as mine, why Lady Cecilia has never allowed me to interact with you too much, and why you can never remember my half-elf identity even though I’ve reminded you of it time and time again .
But it doesn’t matter much.

I remain grateful to you and Lady Cecilia.

Thank you for giving me hope in the darkness of my life, and thank you for seeing me, who was always plagued with calamities, as your only friend.

You used to be the one who protected me.

Now, it’s my turn to protect you!”

Meanwhile, beside the great rift in the ruins of Cadman City near the inner city, the old Knight Norfolk stood alone in front of the fading Star Realm energy.

In his hand, he held the fragment of desire that Murphy had given him earlier.

He knew it was one of the seven tablets of the vampire civilization, symbolizing the midnight power of the Archduke of the Blood Vulture.

He was debating at the moment whether or not to give it to the hidey-holes who acted secretively but were interested in something similar.

The old knight was really hesitant.

He knew the weight of this thing in his hand.

Especially after personally experiencing the collapse of the old religion and the Ten Years’ War that changed so many things, he didn’t know what kind of results he would bring if he handed this over.

He didn’t even dare to think about it.

He forced himself to stop thinking about it.

And then his mind turned to another matter, looking at the mess that loomed before him in the mist of the Star Realm, the Great Oak Sacred Blade behind the old knight began to hum grumpily again, as if it had smelled something among the ruins that made it very disgusted.

“Well, you’re remembering those things again.”

The old knight removed the holy blade and leaned on it in his hand, as if he were speaking persuasively to an old friend:

“Don’t worry, we will soon meet Salokdar who left you in disgrace, what he left us back then will be paid back twice! Unfortunately, what the Blood Wyvern stole from us will not be returned, I’m afraid.”

Finok let out a long sigh.

He put away the Desire Fragment and spat out in a very depressed whisper:
“Who would have thought that the seed that had been dormant for hundreds of years could actually blossom and bear fruit? It even grew into the appearance of a little blood girl, and with her ignorant and innocent appearance, who could bear to lay their hands on her!
The poor child will live her whole life in an exquisite lie. Don’t argue! Don’t howl in my head! And don’t scold me! You’re a cranky hypocrite!
Didn’t you go soft in the forest before?
Shut up!

If it weren’t for the fact that you’re a holy relic of our religion, I’d have thrown you into the Astral Plane! Who’s a proper holy relic urging a sword-wielder to take revenge every day?

Aren’t you from the hand of the gods?

How come you have such a small heart!
Someone cursed you 200 years ago and you still remember it, right?
I’ll have to live a hundred years less if I run around with you.

At least!”

(End of chapter)



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