Despite the elves' desperate attempts to explain to Atta the so-called agreement and the value it represents, it is too abstract for the vengeful lady. All she could know was that the elf and his people would not let the sun wipe this sinful bloodsucking creature from the world. She was utterly disappointed with the elves and the Hammer Dukes they had mentioned. But in her disappointment, she had to think about what she could do, and maybe she could make the enact in the elves' mouth null and void in another way.

"Alright, elf. Atalanta spoke.

"Bakham, you can call me Bakham. I'm the captain of this Ranger team, and I'm also a knight. Although it is still in the apprenticeship stage. Bakham said with a simple chivalric salute. It was only then that Atta realized that the elf in front of him was not wearing a weapon that their race had used well, but a one-handed knight's sword that was clearly from the hand of a human blacksmith.

Is it because this is a knight's country? Even elves have to be knights?Atta wondered, and at the same time felt even more uncomfortable with this situation that was contrary to the nature of the race. Elves weren't supposed to be like this, the thought made her gaze a little more cold when she looked at Bakham. But what should be done must be carried on.

"Okay, Bakham. As you say, we don't let this bastard turn to ashes in the sun, so tell me how to get him into the other side of your agreement?" Vlagrad's magic doesn't work when the blade leaves his neck, and so does the hilt leave mine. How can you guarantee that there will be no accidents during this whole process?"

The question did indeed ask the elf, and Bakham looked at Atta and the puzzler in her hand, and then at the evil-looking vampire. The latter didn't look like he would honestly follow them to see the Grand Duke of the Hammer, and this place was some distance from the range of the Hammer Territory, and there was a slight deviation in the transportation route, and with the strength of him and this team, he probably couldn't control the vampires. What to do?, Bakham thought, the expression on his face darkening.

The change in the other party's expression was captured by Atta, she knew that she had asked the crux of the question, according to her experience, as long as she pushed forward one more time at this time, this elf would abandon his useless and inexplicable principle, "Now there are only two ways in front of you, or let me kill the vampire with sunlight here." Either you can set this monster free and kill us and more innocents!Elve, I don't know under what circumstances you called the Entente, but you would never have imagined this happening today. It's not that you don't keep the agreement, it's that you don't want to keep it, and even if others find out about it afterwards, they will understand your struggle. ”

First, the options that can be selected are compressed, and the two options that are deliberately left are opposed, and then the consequences of the two options are described inducingly. This ability to speak was self-taught. For her, most people in this world are at a distance from her, and this distance often makes her doubt whether the world in front of her is real, and also makes her always observe the living beings in the world indifferently from the perspective of a bystander. Thus, this lady understands people themselves far better than she appears, at least at the level of a bystander.

But the problem of always looking at the world from the perspective of a bystander is to be too skillful in labeling the objects of one's observation as categorical, thus ignoring the differences between individuals that seem to be the same but are actually far from each other, everyone is different, and the world that each pair of eyes sees is different.

"You have a point, but I can't get you to put him to death like that. Vampires kill innocents, we kill vampires in the same way. And what is the difference between us and the monsters who fall here? Sure, the Bloods cannot be punished by human law, and that's what the agreement is about. When the light cannot judge the darkness, the darkness must learn to judge itself. Bakham said in a calm tone. Incredibly, judging by his demeanor and tone, he really believed what he was saying.

Atta didn't say anything more, because she didn't know how to communicate with this stubborn elf with inexplicable thoughts. She began to wonder if she had made the right decision to come to this country, and if the people here were like the elves, maybe it would be a good choice to return from here. No, the Greylion had something she'd been looking for, and she couldn't give up on that. She bit her lip lightly, thoughts flashing through her head.

At the same time, Bakham was also thinking that although he rejected the other party's choice, that did not mean that things could be resolved by determination. After saying the nice words, the elf obeyed, oh no, it was the probationary knight who had to find a plan that would carry out his idea. Do you want to ask for help from the elders? This seems to be a feasible solution, but even if the elders rush here non-stop, it is unlikely that they will arrive before dawn. And the lady in front of her probably won't cooperate in pressing the vampire into the shadows and waiting for the elder to arrive.

"Let's go collect some twigs and leaves, and set up a simple awning here before dawn. Send someone to inform the elders of their current situation and ask them to send someone who can help. Bakham instructed his teammates in Elven language that since they couldn't get Atalanta to cooperate with him, take the initiative to cooperate with them, "Also, go find something to sit down with for this lady, and get some water and food." "Elves don't carry rations when they march through the forest, because the whole forest provides them with the resources they need.

The rangers' ability to move around the forest was unmatched, and with their comprehensive knowledge of the forest, a hut with walls and a roof was quickly erected. At this point, Atalanta lost her temper and could only continue to keep her hands moving to fix the vampire to the ground. The night gradually thinned, and when the early morning sun made the dew condense on the leaves, two figures appeared at the end of the road, accompanied by the morning light. However, these two men were not elders of the forest, and judging by their clothing and gait, they were supposed to be human, or rather, creatures with human appearance.

"We don't remember asking you to put on such a grand welcome, Mr. Knight. One of them said to Bakham, in a familiar and teasing tone.

"It's not a celebration for you. But you're welcome, I have something to do with you, Lady Kolanty. ”