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Chapter 107: Seoliai

The small Baltic states alone have little dignity from a historical point of view.

Especially in such an era of hegemony by strength and power, after several changes of hands, it finally became a German territory. Unlike Poland, the people here are even more unfortunate, after all, there has only been a fierce battle here.

… The burns swept by the torrent of steel have not completely faded, just standing on this land, you can smell the smell of blood and gunpowder. Ironically, compared to the devastation caused by the monsters, the killing of their own people by humans is much more tragic here.

"Let's go."

The priest's gaze did not linger on the ruins, and hurried past the blood-stained earth.

They have no power, and they can't decide the outcome of this war, so all they can do is to remove all the demons within their responsibilities as soon as possible.

"Father, you say, will God save them?"

"Believe in the glory of the Lord, and the Lord will bring blessings."

Kars didn't speak, just looked at everything around him, and Anderson paid attention to his disciple with his spare eyes, but couldn't find anything in those dark eyes.

"What's the clue?"

Without further entanglement, Kars quickly regained his old smile, which seemed to be the ultimate salvation in the midst of this bleakness.

"About 20 kilometres north of here, in the northern Lithuanian city of Schiauliai, received a report a week ago of a 'dead attacking the living,' but it seems to have subsided quickly."

"Oh?"

The dead come alive? I think it should be that the vampire didn't clean up the scene after the meal, leaving behind a half-hanger... That is, ghouls. This thing is extremely contagious and harmful, but fortunately, if the situation is still within a small scope and handled properly, ordinary people can deal with it. This is probably why Schiauliai did not appear to be a ghoul generalization.

However, there is an even worse guess for Kars, who has other information in advance...

"Atonement" makes it clear that this time his mission is not aimed at one or two vampires, but a clan. If you conservatively estimate that the number of tribes that can be called is at least 5. And in addition to a certain number, they are likely to be quite organized.

So, could it be that one member of the tribe caused a cover-up out out of the moment, and one of them took care of the accidental ghouls before the situation escalated further?

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing, just... I didn't expect you to really be talking nonsense~"

"Humph!"

Casually responding to the priest's inquiry, Kars continued his thoughts as he hurried.

If it was the former, it would have been fine, but if it had been the latter, then he could understand why the mission might even threaten Father Anderson's life.

… If it is an ordinary person who has become a vampire after receiving the first embrace, or in some other way, the most likely situation is to indulge in the powerful power that he has just obtained, after all, the physical fitness that is almost immortal and can ignore most human weapons is indeed addictive.

And this is the result of the wanton behavior of this new batch of vampires - killing, drinking blood, creating ghouls! These destructive actions are usually not restrained, because the "young" have no idea that there are people in this world who specialize in hunting monsters like the priest.

…

Yes, the biggest problem with this is that if it was really the members of the tribe who eliminated the ghouls in order to prevent the situation from getting worse, it proved that they were aware of the possibility of being purged by the church.

In other words, they will not face a bunch of arrogant fools, but monsters with super physical fitness and even set traps in advance. Even though Father Anderson has unimaginable combat effectiveness and self-healing abilities, it is not impossible to die if he is too severely injured in a hurry.

-- Things are starting to get tricky.

It's afternoon, and it's about three hours before sunset. While spending the night within range of the opponent's movement made Kars feel insecure, it wasn't a good idea to remain as ignorant of the enemy as he is now. After hesitating again and again, the only way is to get to the destination quickly. Let's see if you can arrange defense in advance, or find the opponent's hiding place to attack instead of defend.

"Teacher."

The young man, who had barely reached Anderson's chest, grabbed the priest's coat, pointed to the classic car on the side of the street, which was still in good condition, and smiled triumphantly.

"I think it's better for us to travel differently."

…

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was already darkening.

Today's weather was not good, with large dark clouds covering the sky, casting deep shadows...

For some, of course, the weather is wonderful.

On the hillside on one side of the road, a row of farms occupies a lot of space. It was originally the home of a farmer, but the brutal war took the land of his livestock and the lives of him and his family.

And now, in this empty house, which had long been empty, a faint gaze was fixed on the road from the south, as if waiting for someone to come.

Half an hour later, just when the man in charge of observation felt that the day had passed safely, a black car drove into his field of vision from among the distant mountain peaks.

In the midst of the darkness of the earth, the insignificant shadow was silently approaching the small city of Xiauliai. Because of the angle, even if he has far more eyesight than ordinary people, the man can't tell who is sitting in the car, but some ominous premonition makes his heart suddenly rise to his throat...

Because of the war, Xioliai, which has almost become a dead city, has not welcomed visitors for a long time, and it is natural to find out who is sitting in the car that is approaching.

Swallow a mouthful of foam. The man trembled and picked up the phone receiver that had been pulled to the balcony and began to contact someone over there.

…

"Hey... Is it Simonson? ”

"It's me."

The man calmed himself down, and then plucked up the courage to say something that couldn't have been simpler.

…

"Here they are."