Fanny felt like one of her hearts had sunk into a cold ice cellar, and she knew that if nothing happened, she was already dead—the Church of Radiance would never show mercy to the dead, the only difference was to give it a good time, or, to torture it severely.

At this time, she really wished that Sask was by her side, and it was not enough for the zombie Tolemo - she was between her and the "Mr. Zombie", and the young man's swordsmanship was so terrifying that she had almost never heard of it.

Gross stopped at the makeshift camping site.

"Boss, what you have in your hand is a woman?"

Oliver not only noticed Fanny, but when he saw the two pink buds on the bumpy carcass, he looked at Gross and smiled, turned his head again, and looked at the tent behind him—

Miss Mage was in the tent at this time, and I didn't know if there would be any serious misunderstanding.

However, Cameron did not squint, his gaze only swept slightly over the woman in Gross's hand, and quickly asked:

"Master Gross, did you find anything?"

"I'm not sure about the exact situation, but I've caught a vampire."

"Boss, you say this woman is a vampire?"

Upon hearing the name "vampire", Oliver immediately restrained his expression, and he walked away from the bright campfire and walked to Gross's side, where he saw a pile of blue-gray flesh wings on the woman's back—

It's exactly the same as the description in the folk tale, but the beauty of this vampire lady can't help but make him a little ape-like.

"Ahem—"

Gross quickly coughed twice to remind Oliver not to lose his temper.

"I already have a bad guess, so I brought her back to ask about it."

Despite the words that came out of his mouth, he didn't let go of his strong arm, and Fanny looked up at him, a pair of hateful eyes shining through a strand of beautiful silver hair hanging down—

"She seemed a little angry."

Oliver was circling around the vampire lady, and he circled around and finally got a good look at the vampire lady's entire body, even the hairs - to be honest, this slender figure didn't quite match Oliver's aesthetic, at least, her ass wasn't fat enough.

"Do you need to inform Mr. Stewart?"

Cameron stared at the vampire lady for a moment, then asked Gross, who shook his head.

He finally put Fanny down, but the unsheathed Frost Sword rested on her shoulder.

"I'd like to make sure of something, and if you can answer truthfully, I can consider letting you go."

Gross's voice was calm, and he saw that the vampire lady was still pursing her lips and did not speak, and continued: "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with the church, in fact, I have never approved of the actions of those gods. ”

None of the clergy would make such a statement, Fanny lowered her head, the young man's words seemed to move her mind a little, her gaze lingered on the woodland for a moment, she thought for a moment, and finally raised her head, and those sparkling eyes began to stare at Gross's bearded cheeks.

"What do you want to know?"

No one expected that the vampire lady would speak in such a graceful voice for the first time. However, the interrogator, Gross, was apparently unaffected.

In his right hand, the sword was always held steadily.

"Is Sask already in Ensada?"

"Yes."

"How many people? When did you come to Ensada? What have you been doing these last few days? Also, did you do the fire in the Silver Leaf Forest? ”

Gross let out a barrage of questions, and he took a light breath to look at the beautiful face—blood dripping down her body, thin golden lines reflected in the moonlight.

The oddity wasn't obvious, but Gross had noticed it. He secretly speculated that the vampire lady might be a descendant of some ancient vampire family.

After a few seconds, he got the answer he wanted, and as promised, the blade moved away from the side of the pretty lady's neck—Fanny took two steps, then suddenly turned back and asked:

"I'd like to know what your relationship with Sask-sama is?"

"Heh, we're old friends we haven't seen in years."

Gross replied with a smile, his tone a little heavier when it came to the short word "old friend" - Fanny noticed the slightest movement, as if alarmed, and asked, "Are you really willing to let me go?" ”

"Of course! It can't be—"

"You ......"

Meanness is not exclusive to the dead, Fanny was about to rebuke the young man for his disgrace, but she saw the blade of the sword flash in her field of vision—she couldn't compete with Gross head-on, let alone suffer from a lot of injuries at this time.

Just a sword.

From the white skin in front of his chest, as if he was still unfinished, Gross's wrist shook, and the sharp blade instantly shattered the vampire lady's heart-

The divine enchantment attribute on the Frost Sword was fully displayed at this moment, only to see the surface of this beautiful lady's body constantly emitting curling black smoke, and then, as if something had burst open, she showed a gritted tooth hatred expression, and her body began to differentiate and disintegrate in the air.

"Boss, you're shameless."

Looking at this backsliding scene, Oliver couldn't help muttering, but saw Gross put his sword back into its sheath and said slowly:

"Shameless? Humans and the dead never get along, unless you join them and become one of the dead. For the real enemy, credit is nothing more than pedantic and unnecessary things. ”

"I think Mistress Gross is right."

Cameron, who had been silent for a long time, echoed, and Oliver was stunned for a moment, and his eyes returned to the burning campfire.

"The days of peace are coming to an end."

Gross also sat down beside the campfire, his eyes looking at the tent, there seemed to be a faint snoring sound from inside, it seemed that Miss Mage had fallen asleep - holding a dead branch and turning firewood, after which Gross fell silent.

He silently used his mind to manipulate the character panel in his unique field of vision, and after killing the vampire lady, his character battle level reached LV33, and he was only one step away from the first level of awakening.

……

Fanny is missing.

But "Mr. Zombie" Tolemo doesn't seem to care too much about this matter. Vampires always have some quirky hobbies, and although his brain is as sticky and cloudy as porridge, he probably guessed that the lady was feasting on the delicious blood of humans at this time—

Who cares about her!

According to Sask's plan, they would arrive at the castle early tomorrow morning and attack—it was said that there lived an old knight, Tolemo loosening his tightly tightened leather armor, and he felt that this was an adversary to deal with seriously.