The red-haired knight chased after him and asked: Do you know Van Helsing? Do you know Van Helsing?

"Yes, sir, he's a monster hunter who specializes in vampires, and the man he's dealing with is Count Dracula, the ultimate in the remnants of vampires, and he has devastating temptations, mysterious powers, and I am perfect for that."

The red-haired knight smiled.

"Father, you're right." ”

Ringer: "So, your main profession is to catch vampires?" ”

Red-Haired Knight: "We do everything but kill." ”

Ringer nodded: "Understood." ”

The corners of the black knight's mouth curled: "What do you understand, priest?" ””

This is obviously a ridiculous tone, and it is clear that the explanation he gave to Van Helsing just now does not satisfy him, perhaps, the Van Helsing they know is a catcher or something, whatever.

"It's cold outside, so let's come in." ”

The red knight shrunk his neck: "The weather in Siberia is really devilish weather, we should be well prepared, isn't it, Simslan, we shouldn't come to such a ghost place, this ghost weather!" ”

This man's name is Simslan.

Ringer smiled politely, with an apologetic smile in his smile.

Simslan also smiled and was about to enter the door, but when he turned around, he saw the knight on the white horse say.

"There is a situation."

Her voice was magnetic, clear and crisp, and Ringer felt that the most beautiful alarm sound in the world was nothing more than that.

Simslan immediately ran towards her.

The cardinal held the broadsword in his hand, and Ringer followed.

The female knight had her back to the three, tall and well-proportioned, with rounded shoulders and a white and slender neck, and she held a long sword in her hand.

"It's there, I see it."

Simslan: "What is it, do you see it clearly?" ”

The female knight suddenly shouted, Ride! The white horse rushed out and headed for an abandoned building to the east, where there had once been an ancient castle, but now there was only a low, ruined wall.

The horse's hooves stomped on the ground, making a dull vibrating sound.

It's a steed!

Simslan and the cardinal mounted their horses and quickly caught up with them, but Ringer had no horse and threw off his feet and squeezed closely.

The abandoned city wall is not far from the church, about 300 meters or so, I don't know which era in Russia was pruned, many children in the village like to go there to play, hide and seek, it is said that a few years ago, at the foot of the ruined wall, whenever the rainstorm flooded, from time to time you will find white bones, and rusty weapons.

The light was dim, and Ringer couldn't figure out why their mounts could run so fast.

When Ringer arrived panting, he saw Simslan biting a tiny illuminator in his mouth, like a flashlight, checking a line of footprints on the ground.

"What kind of footprints are these?"

"It's not like a beast, think of a chicken claw."

On the side of the ruined wall, there were only Sims and the red knight, and the female knight was gone, and she didn't know where she went.

"Father, have you ever seen footprints like this?"

Ringer looked at it and said, "I haven't seen it either, it looks like a human foot bone is left." ”

"Did you say the skeleton man left it?"

"I'm not sure, what about your companions?"

The cardinal stood up: "She's chased out, don't worry, she'll be back." ”

Ringer couldn't help but be amazed.

Simslan: "Valery, let's go and see." ”

The cardinal muttered unhappily, "She's always like this, always like this, boss, you should take care of her!" You should take care of her! ”

Valery got on the horse, slapped the horse's buttocks, and the red horse immediately ran out.

"Father, let's go back and wait."

Simslan said.

"If it's a skeleton, it's powerful, aren't you worried?"

"That's a bone demon, nothing, they can handle it, Father, please."

That--"Oh well. ”