"You must have come to Huaxia with a mysterious mission this time, right?" Having just sat down in the house, Ron had tea poured for them. Booker asked, blinking, looking at the few of them.

"Yes, Uncle Booker, we do have an important mission...... "Ferrari said at this point.

However, she seemed to be only halfway through her words before she was interrupted by one person.

Ray interrupted her with a sudden noise.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Boole, but this mission is extremely important, and we can't leak it out."

"Can't we even know?"

At this time, Ron couldn't help but ask a little stunned.

to their relationship with the family. Family members should not hide their relationship. In reality, however, the opposite is true.

"Since you don't want to say it, forget it." Ron's expression was slightly disappointed.

"Are you even hiding it from us? You have disappointed me so much. I, Booker, have always been loyal to my family, and I don't have the right to know what your mission is. ”

"I'm sorry, Uncle Ron, I offended you just now......" Raysel didn't want to make his relationship with Ron too stiff.

Booker's silvery-white beard staggered. It looks like he said with an angry expression.

"Don't talk about those useless things, tell us quickly, what the hell is going on?"

Booker waved his hand disapprovingly.

Ferrari hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Tell them, they are also members of our family and have the right to know the internal affairs of our family." ”

As Ferrari spoke, Ressel, who had always been cautious, finally relented.

"Okay, let me tell you, shall we?"

Raysel glanced at the Ferrari and spoke.

"The purpose of our visit to Huaxia this time is for the legendary Death Axe. Because this treasure is related to the survival of our family, this time, the clan leader specially instructed us to find this axe and bring it back to the clan, otherwise, once this treasure falls into the hands of the dark blood clan, it will definitely destroy us completely. ”

Reesel didn't hide it either, and told the truth directly.

"Death Axe! That's the holy weapon in our clan, if it weren't for that damn war, it wouldn't have been buried in the depths of the ground, becoming an eternal mystery, but unfortunately, this matter still let the dark blood clan know, it seems, this disaster is inevitable. ”

Ron suddenly said worriedly.

The brow furrowed into a pimple, and the mention of the invincible crusader team could not help but make them fall back into endless bitter thoughts as if they were back in that era.

"As far as I know, the last crusade (1270), led by King Louis IX of France, marched into ******. Shortly after the Crusaders landed in ******, an infectious disease broke out on the way, and Louis IX fell ill and died. Philip III, son and heir of Louis IX, immediately ordered a retreat. The Crusaders retreated and ended in defeat. ”

"Yes, the European royal family has launched countless foreign wars in those days, the purpose of which is nothing more than to plunder wealth, but they have suffered fierce resistance from the local natives, and in the end they have ended in a crushing defeat."

As the elder of the family, Booker is obviously quite familiar with the history of his predecessors.

"But what about those treasures? Why did the patriarch care so much about that holy weapon, the Death Axe? He also told us to bring the axe back at all costs, and he said that even if we sacrifice our lives, we must bring the holy weapon back to the family, otherwise the family will face a danger of extinction......" Reesel was also clearly puzzled. I don't understand why the family attaches so much importance to that axe.

This emphasis even reaches a level of life and death for the family. It's even more incomprehensible.

"Listen to me......"

Old Ron thought for a moment, took a sip of tea, and moistened his throat before slowly continuing.

"Back then, do you know what forced Philip III to be defeated?"

"Didn't there be a great plague, and the army suffered heavy casualties, so they had to retreat?"

Nubel thought for a moment before he said suspiciously.

"Yes, there was a plague, but it wasn't enough to make an army lose the confidence to attack. Do you know what the scariest thing is? ”

Old Ron deliberately sold a pass, and said there looking at everyone's expressions.

"Come on, Uncle Ron, this history is a taboo thing in the family, and we have always been difficult to access, because the family forbids us to mention that painful history......"

Nubel said very puzzled, although she had also heard some from her parents in private, but she didn't quite understand why the family was so jealous of this history. No one has ever dared to open it up to his people.

Even within the family, they often say that history is supernatural, and the Crusaders are also in their minds, all of them are great heroes.

Their image has never even been smeared and questioned.

Violators will be punished severely. Some people may even lose their precious lives because of this.

"Speaking of which, that history was the darkest day in our family's history. The plague has caused us a lot of trouble, but it has not shaken our resolve, and there is only one reason why we have truly failed, and that is that we have encountered a team that we have never seen before, and they are the most terrifying vampires! ”

At the mention of the word vampire, Ron's body trembled violently, and he looked around with an unusually nervous expression, an expression of extreme fear on his face.

"Vampires, Gege, Uncle Ron, don't be kidding, we're vampires ourselves, what's there to be afraid of?"

Nubel chuckled disappreciatively.

"That's not the case, our ancestors were all human beings at the beginning, do you know why our bright race ended up in this field today?"

Booker's gloomy eyes swept down the crowd, shrugging helplessly.

"Speak up, Uncle Booker."

Raysel flicked his beautiful long blond hair, urging impatiently.

"Our race is called the Light Saints, and the Dark Blood Race has been the enemy for generations, and in those days, our people were those brave and fearless crusaders, but unfortunately, under the leadership of Philip III, when they were preparing to attack a small city in the East, they suddenly encountered unprecedented danger in one night."

Booker muttered, the fear on his face becoming more and more apparent.