After some deliberation, Albert and Shadow left the group. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was going to visit the village near the town of Merlin, which 'John' had mentioned earlier, though it didn't make much sense. If that vampire wasn't a fool or a madman, he would definitely move to hideout.

But you can't go wrong with a try, and you might get something unexpected.

The Dawning Mercenary Regiment, led by Barrett and Bawin, continued to the mission location.

Missions are obviously more important than vampires. If you need to pay double penalties for late arrival, it is in the interests of everyone, and more importantly, reputation. Credibility is equivalent to the life of a mercenary, which is not something that a newly established mercenary group can afford.

"That guy always goes his own way. Charlotte said dissatisfied, holding a leaf.

"Don't worry, dear, Albert is not a fool. Boris on the side smiled lightly and hugged Charlotte.

"Damn, don't touch me. Charlotte shook off the hand on her shoulder and glared at Boris, "We're on a mission now." ”

"There are no enemies here. Boris stopped, looked at Charlotte's back, and sighed. "Damn Albert, does he think he's a lone hero? He cursed, trying to ease his embarrassment, and warned the mercenaries around him who whispered about him and saw him make a fool of himself, and that he, Boris, was a good friend of the regimental commander.

Barrett and Bawin, who were at the head of the team, looked back at Boris with some concern.

Everyone thinks that Albert is not the best person to find vampires, and everyone knows that the Terrans are afraid of vampires.

However, Albert still chose to 'go his own way', they tried to stop it, but who could stop a seven-star ancient magician?

"It's good Kyle is here. Barrett shook his head, the only one who could stop Albert was Kyle. But Barrett didn't know that even Kyle was here, he wouldn't stop it, and he was the only person who knew Albert's background except for the great sage Brysle.

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Night falls, and the moonlight blows the earth.

Albert and Shadow hide near a village, observing the movement inside.

The deathly silence of the village, except for the howling of the bleak north wind, made people shudder.

It seems that the village has also been attacked by vampires, Albert thought to himself. After glancing at Shadow, the two got up and walked slowly, silently approaching the village.

They divided into two roads and surveyed the houses on both sides of the village road.

After a few moments, the two reunited, and Shadow shook her head and glanced at Albert, "No." ”

Albert nodded helplessly, and then looked at the shadow in astonishment. He sensed a hint of loss in Ei's mechanical voice.

I don't know if this is his delusion, or if Eige is really lamenting what happened to this village. If it's the latter, it's really shocking, a mechanical puppet can actually produce emotions, could it be that the infinite possibilities mentioned by the Holy Magister Theodore are not referring to strength, but to shadow thinking?

Albert's heart was full of curiosity, but now was not the time to think about it.

Retracting his thoughts, he looked at the dead village, which had been the third deserted village in a day.

He didn't know which of the three was the village he was looking for, or maybe it wasn't, maybe the area was poisoned by vampires.

This damn bastard, Albert cursed secretly. The vampire must be found, and things can't be allowed to get worse, he swore to himself as he looked at the empty houses around him. If there were no vampires, these houses would be a warm picture. He could imagine the wife preparing dinner in the kitchen while the children gathered around her husband and chirped like orioles.

"Let's go. Albert patted Shadow on the shoulder and left the village without looking back.

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Before you know it, a week passed quietly.

In the afternoon of this day, the Dawning Mercenary Group finally arrived at the mission location.

Due to the tight schedule, they barely slept a single restful sleep during this period, and were always on the road.

Most of the mercenaries did not enter the city, because of the large number of people and the alien race, they were stationed by a small stream deep in the mountains.

Barrett and Boris went to the Lord's Castle in the center of Amsburg, and after showing their mercenary crests, the castle's butler led them to the drawing room.

"Which of you is Albert?"

A slightly hoarse voice rang out, and Barrett and Boris followed the sound.

They saw a slightly chubby middle-aged man dressed in an orthodox aristocratic dress walking down a winding staircase. Middle-aged people have pale skin, deep-set eye sockets, and often seem to stay up late. His thinning hair was covered in wax and looked funny. In the white light of the magic lamp, even the scalp glowed with oil.

"Hello, Lord Ames, Your Excellency Baron Jasmine. ”

Barrett and Boris bowed at the same time, not disdainful of each other because of their hilarious looks.

"It seems that the famous Albert is not here. Baron Jasmine was a little disappointed and said that elite members of the Mage's Guild had many privileges, such as not having to bow to nobles.

"The head of the regiment has something, and I am the acting head of the regiment. Barrett stretched out his arm to shake hands.

However, Baron Jasmine ignored Barriet's overtures, in his opinion, mercenaries are all damned dogs, and as long as they have money, they will rush up and wag their tails desperately. He swept past Barrett and sat down on the couch to himself, "Tell me, where is Albert?"

"It's his privacy. Barrett's face was a little gloomy.

"Then wait for him to come and let him talk to me about the details of the mission. Baron Jasmine waved his hand and collapsed lazily on the couch.

"Your Excellency, this is not in order. Boris stared at each other and said dissatisfiedly, "We don't have much time, and we still have a lot of tasks waiting for us." If you don't want to send us a task, just say it. "Of course, before we are fired, please pay us what we deserve, as is clearly stated in the commission agreement." ”

"Who is this?" Baron Jasmine narrowed his eyes and looked at Barrett.

"Boris, member of the Dawning Mercenary Regiment. As he spoke, Boris pointed to the Dawn coat of arms on his chest.

"The mercenaries are indeed a bunch of savages. Baron Jasmine smiled and pointed to Barrett to the side, "I'm talking to your captain. ”

"You can talk to Boris. Barriet spoke, patting Boris on the shoulder. "This is my friend, he can represent me and he can represent Albert. ”

"Well, what a non-ruly organization. Baron Jasmine shrugged.

"Watch your words, Lord Baron. Boris scoffed, "The aristocracy should be a gentleman." ”

"That's right, I'm a nobleman. Baron Jasmine sat up straight, his voice muffled, "I think you should know, sir, that it is a felony to confront a nobleman. ”

"No, I didn't contradict you. Boris smiled and sat back on the couch and picked up a bunch of grapes from the fruit bowl on the coffee table. "Can I eat it?" he said, carrying the grapes, and shook them playfully in front of Baron Jasmine's eyes, but ate them to himself without waiting for an answer. "Everything I said represents the Dawning Mercenary Group, if you want to sue, go and sue the Dawning Mercenary Group. ”