Chapter 45: The Shelter

"Wake up," Tarrant prayed, his world crumbling in the tremors, a qiē sense of existence shattering in the roar, "Katrina"

"I thought you'd get used to this kind of scene," the priest patted him on the shoulder, "that's how adventurers come here." (Please remember our web address)"

No, she wouldn't understand, Katrina was Tarrant's only remaining pillar, she couldn't leave, Tarrant stared at the mage's neck wound that had healed, and it wasn't the time to be sad, he raised his head, "Why? The vampire hasn't had time to suck blood, how can this tooth mark be ...... It can't be, she's not going to die", it's ridiculous, the bite is definitely not enough to be fatal

"She's not breathing", Kira Veton calmly emphasizes this fact.

"Maybe it's saved to be sent to church or to the temple," Connasius said behind him.

"Temple?" Tarrant turned to look at the soldier.

"There are ghost stories in the barracks, and I heard about vampires when I was in the army, I'm not sure if it's true", Conasius nodded slightly, "It is said that vampires are sinners who have angered the gods in their lifetimes, and they have been deprived of the right to breathe, eat, and die, and they have become what we see, but the punishment provokes their anger and guides them to take revenge on the world of the living, and only the forgiveness and protection of the gods can save the avenged and free the living from the poison of the unclean." ”

"The forgiveness of the gods," Tarrant repeated heavily, "would she be restored if the gods could forgive and protect her?

"You should notice this before you read the eulogy," Kira Veton said suddenly, pointing at Katrina's face.

A strange red, Katrina's withered lips showed a blood-like red, as if it was being evoked

"What...... Tarrant pressed his index finger to her lips, cold, without the slightest temperature, like ...... bloodsucker

"She's infected?" Kira Veton confirmed, the paladin's silence confirming her, "so her body temperature drops rapidly, and the average corpse takes 10 hours to cool down, but she completely cools down in a few minutes, I thought it was the vampire tooth juice." Her body is changing", the priest picked up the mage's hand, her nails unnoticed, "the first night after death, the moonlight will help her awaken." ”

Tarrant was disgusted when the word "corpse" was applied to the girl in his arms, and he looked at his lips that were becoming more and more bewitching, "She will keep her memories, right, she is still our mage." ”

"Hahaha, is this love?" Kiraweton said to Conasius, "Do we need a bloodthirsty teammate? she'll pounce on you and bite your throat at any moment." ”

The soldier did not answer.

"She's Katrina," Tarrant cried, "and she will be a great Katrina." ”

"Sober up, she'll soon be a vampire, one of those clowns, she can't control her instinct to eat," Kira Veton paused, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Finish her off, and save her from the torture she is about to face." ”

Except for her long, burgundy hair and blood-red lips, Catrina's skin had turned pale, her nails tarnished and a dull tawny, and Tarrant picked her up, her body still as soft as before, "Go." ”

"What are you going to do?" Kiraweton leaned against the trunk of the tree to the side, her intention more like to settle some unnecessary trouble here.

"Go find a temple, let's go back to Wilsing," Tarrant strode back.

"The sheriff will send a team to the fishing village in the morning," said Connasius, "The sheriff will send a team to the fishing village in the morning. ”

"Wait," Kiraweton caught up with the two, "see the situation, she's irretrievable, and the with his broken finger and his last breath is hiding in the castle, waiting for us to take back his life"

Tarrant walked forward quickly, he didn't want to pay any attention to that Lovell, damn Lovell, if they hadn't chased it, they wouldn't have had these things, the thin light penetrated into the forest, and the birdsong in the distance gradually sounded, and he didn't know if the light would hurt Katrina...... She's human or ...... now He had to rush back to the fishing village before the sun came out

"Think clearly he's plotting a thousand times more serious than this," Kira Viton cried, "and to give up this opportunity would be to bury more lives."

"Shut up" This priest has never respected other people's lives, she is debauched and depraved, indulging in alcohol and sex, and in this moment, Tarrant remembers almost all of Kira Vedon's vices, "You don't care about Lovell's plot at all, you're just for Blenger's revenge"

"Ha, are you accusing me?" the priest said from behind, "what does that mean?

"Maybe he shouldn't be responsible for Blenger's business at all, he's just one of the countless mages who study boring spells, and the stupidest person is me," Tarrant avoided the priest in front of him, and he was passively under the priest's command throughout the whole thing, he stepped out of the woods, the cemetery where he fought last night was not a single body at the moment, only messy footprints that proved that something had indeed happened.

Kira Veton grabbed Tarrant's arm, "Listen to me, hide her, let's go to the castle first, and then come back when we're done." ”

Tarrant looked at her, "I'm not going to give her the slightest chance to get hurt again," and he shook off her hand.

"Everyone needs to learn to protect themselves and not hide behind others forever"

"You're just a cat hiding in the arms of Blenger and Gillian", Tarrant chose the most direct words.

"You ......," the priest shouted behind his back, "damn brute"

Tarrant didn't care who she meant, all his thoughts were focused on the girl in his arms.

When the first rays of morning light came out of the sky, the team had come to the hut they had passed by last night, the shade of the trees shaded the four of them, there was no one around the hut, the throwing silver spear was still stuck in the ground, Tarrant shouted at the hut, "The sun is already shining on the earth, they are gone"

Two vague figures conversed in the window of the cabin.

"Open the door, we need a place to rest" Tarrant cried out for help.

"Are you the adventurers who landed on the island last night?" the old man's voice said.

"Yes, the adventurers of the Sheltered Light and the vigilantes of Wilsing. ”

"They're fine" an excited voice, a woman from the window, "Village Chief, they're finally here to help"

"Open the door," the village chief said to the villagers at the door.

The figure hesitated in front of the window for a few seconds before walking to the door, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, and a young man with a solemn expression, holding a fishing gun, "Come in." ”

The light was already shining in the open space in front of the cabin, and Tarrant put two cloaks over Katrina's body, picked her up and ran into the cabin.

The fishermen gathered around the door, eagerly looking at the squad as if they were heroes, "The Empire has not forgotten us. ”

Fishermen in desperate need of help, their lives are threatened every day, but they don't think that the purpose of the team's coming here has nothing to do with the vampires, Wilsin has not yet noticed what is going on here, and Tarrant leans Katrina against the wall.

"What's going on?" the village chief looked at the man under the cloak.

"Our teammates are injured", Tarrant turned to look at the village chief, an old man with white hair, a fisherman who had been weathered by the wind and rain, the folds were deep in his face, and there were about a hundred people around the house, old people, women, children, a few young people, maybe the survivors were already here, their eyes were filled with gratitude and hope, Tarrant understood their situation.

"Let me see him," the young man with a fishing gun stepped forward and pointed to his cloak.

This young man must have been the one who refused to let the team into the house last night, his body shape was close to Albert, his expression was stern and full of war, Tarrant slowly pulled his cloak, Katrina's pale face made the fisherman retreat suddenly, "Vampire"