Chapter 5

Months have passed, and my father has not been heard from, and I am anxious and worried, not so much for my father's safety, but for what I fear: once he obtains the legendary dark element, he will bring the world into the shadow of destruction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In addition to guessing about my father and the dark element, there are also a lot of new things that have come to my ears. It is said that in Austria and the Czech Republic there are some blood clans who call themselves exiles, and they make large quantities of artificial blood drinks. The members of the Exile Division have bat motifs tattooed on their necks, and the place where they used to be most active was Thun, France, because the vampires there were constantly being sacked by witchers, so they had no choice but to choose Austria and the Czech Republic, where the Dark Realm would fight against the Evil Spirits Wanderer Gate in order to grab those delicious drinks, and sometimes it was inevitable to accidentally injure those exile divisions, which led to conflicts with the exiles, and also attracted the attention of some past witchers. In order to help the Underworld there gain a lot of artificial blood and living space, and to take the opportunity to find our long-lost comrades, we decided to take a trip to Austria. Especially in Salzburg, where there are only a third of the Evil Spirits, and although they don't know us, I have the ring my father left me, and when they see it, they will naturally surrender to me.

We also get the terrible news that the Evil Spirits there are reclaiming a black magic called "Sacrificial Acid Rain" on Poppy Island thousands of years ago, which is only used by the Elder Blood Spirits.

Frank had no interest in going to Austria, as he thought it might be another lie, but he agreed to go to Austria after some persuasion.

We arrived in Salzburg the same day and bought a mansion on the outskirts of the city, where the Underworld would live intensively and a home outside the Alps. Although it can't compare to our castle, the fresh air, the beautiful scenery, and the arrogance of the evil spirits are the places where we can live happily and use our weapons.

It is known that more than two centuries ago, a nobleman named Roenne Sebastian, who was also a member of the disbanded Dark Realm Society, built a manor at the foot of the Alps and has lived there ever since. He also served in the SS during World War II and was awarded the Iron Cross, 1st class. After the end of World War II, the local government frequently hired witchers to kill local vampires around the clock, and Rovana was killed by a crossbow arrow in a battle with the witchers, his manor was burned to the ground, and the witchers brutally killed all the servants in the manor. After learning about this Underworld Society called Rovana, I also went to some artificial blood specialty stores to make an unannounced visit, and the amount of artificial blood in each bottle is the same, usually about 1.5 pounds, but the price of each bottle is an astonishing 6,000 euros.

Whenever I walked alone on the cold streets, some member of the Exile Division would come up to me and ask me, "Man, do you want artificial blood?" and I always avoided them. There will also be some unidentified vampires who will come up and ask me if I am from the Underworld or the Evil Spirits, and if I meet the Underworld Society, we will go our separate ways, and if I meet the Evil Spirits, it will either him die or I will die.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when I had just finished drinking in the bar and I was being targeted by a gang of cunning witchers as I walked out of the bar. I deliberately took the wrong path to lead them to a cemetery in the woods, but luckily they weren't experienced witchers. They probably risked their lives to kill vampires just to make money, and the truly experienced witchers would have done it to me at the bar door a long time ago. I turned abruptly and stared sharply at them, one of them pointing his crossbow at me, his body trembling as if he had never killed anyone. One of them was aiming at me with a ****** and slowly approaching me, while the others were standing there with guns pointed at me.

I noticed that the body of the witcher who was closing in on me was shaking. "I advise you to stand back. I said.

He suddenly stopped, and said in a trembling voice, "Keep your money." ”

I could see that he was scared, and there was no seriousness at all, and I didn't have to be afraid of them, "You are in it for money, and real witchers kill vampires, not for money." ”

"Then we'll kill you first, and then take the money, it seems that you are those vampires sleeping in the grave. ”

Before I could answer, there was a jumble of gunshots. The witchers panicked and fell to the ground, not knowing where to shoot. I don't know where the gunshot came from. Seeing that the situation was not good, the witchers fled in confusion. I stumbled upon witchers in a nearby residential area that clashed with a group of passing vampires.

I really didn't want to be nosy, so I went around the forest path to the artificial blood store, bought a dozen bottles of artificial blood, and then returned home. I always remind my friends: always carry a weapon with you when you go out, otherwise you will lose your life. Our biggest enemies now are the witchers, who, in order to prevent the vampires from getting artificial blood, slaughtered the exiles who opened the artificial blood supermarkets one after another, then took all the money from the supermarkets, and finally burned the supermarkets.

Frank is not used to the witcher's behavior, and he often uses harassing tactics against the witcher. I think the witchers are wrong to do this, because it is because of artificial blood that vampires will stop killing people, and since the witchers have destroyed the supermarkets that sell food for vampires, then vampires will inevitably turn their bloodthirsty fangs to humans again.

In order to resist the demon hunters, they often gather more than a dozen people together and continue to make artificial blood within the prescribed range, and the number of exile guards in the "artificial blood" supermarket has also increased a lot. In order to prevent humans from launching another alien purge against vampires, I want to have the exiles continue to produce artificial blood for a long time, so that humans will not be used as a snack by vampires, and humans will not speed up the elimination of vampires. I'm a vampire, but I'm also human, so I don't want to see either side hurt.

There are also some exiles who are not afraid of witchers who dare to sell artificial blood openly, and that place is in the suburbs of a bar called Black Rose, the owner of the bar is an exile, and the artificial blood there is constantly praised by vampires. I decided to give it a trip, and if the quality of the artificial blood was good, I would wholesale some of it.

At noon, taking advantage of the gloomy weather, Frank and I each prepared two pistols and four small homemade grenades and went outside the door of the Black Rose Bar. We looked around, then examined the weapon we were carrying, and there was no sign of it under the black trench coat.

Above the door of the bar is an old shop sign, on which the words of the name of the bar are displayed with colored flashing lights, but the flashing lights have broken down a lot, and the words of the name of the bar are almost invisible.

We walked in. As soon as I entered the door, there was a strong smell of blood, which was very tempting. All the vampires here turn their eyes on us. I don't know which organization they belong to, and some of them still squint at us with fierce eyes.

We walked over to the bar and asked the owner for two glasses of artificial blood. We didn't take it lightly and tried to stay calm, and the atmosphere around us returned to normal. This artificial blood does taste good, almost exactly the same as human blood. I only had one drink and didn't want to drink it anymore because this artificial blood would not crave blood for a week as long as I drank one glass, not to mention that Frank and I could survive without drinking human blood. The drink was so delicious that Frank drank it three times in a row, and he said in front of the shopkeeper, "It's far worse than my father's earthly powers." "I was worried that when he said the power of the earth, the shopkeeper would be suspicious of our identity, but luckily it didn't attract people's attention.

I looked around at everyone around me, most of them were members of the Evil Spirits. I reckon I can kill them all with just three grenades, including the shopkeeper. I don't want to make a big deal out of it, though, and we're just going to have to pretend to be two hurried passers-by, but I'd rather lure in some witchers to clean them up.

"How much is it?" asked Frank the boss.

The boss pondered for a moment, then glanced at me and said, "Forty thousand euros in total." ”

"What, forty thousand euros?" Frank snapped, "Are you kidding?"

Even I was surprised. "It's blackmail. I said.

"It's 40,000 euros, pay it quickly. The boss was enraged and looked like he had to ask for the 40,000 euros.

I saw all the vampires around me turn their eyes on us, but I didn't care, and I was still arguing with my boss. "We drank four of you, and you asked for 40,000 euros, which is too expensive, and it used to be only a few thousand euros a glass. ”

"That was before, but now it's extremely rare, and we all blame the damn witchers. ”

Frank grabbed the boss by the collar, "Do you want to die?"

"Take your hands off, stinky boy. The boss's eyes widened, "Please be respectful and give the money quickly, or you don't want to leave." ”

"Don't want to leave, what do you mean?" Frank pulled out a pistol and put it at his boss's head, "don't you want to live anymore?"

The people around immediately became nervous, some wanted to leave, and some wanted to pull out their guns. When I saw that things were not going well, I immediately blocked the door, pulled out my gun and pointed it at the dishonest fools, "Whoever dares to move again will be the first to shoot him." ”

Before I could finish speaking, a vampire tried to escape through the window, but I fired two bullets through his heart, and he fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in agony, and the lethal effect of the silver bullet quickly reduced him to ashes.

"Did you see that? Who wants to try it?" shouted Frank.

The others stood motionless. Suddenly, I heard a loud "boom" outside, and the huge explosion attracted the attention of each of us to the window. It was a box van in the parking lot that exploded. The cars in the parking lot were blown up one by one, and the flames quickly spread to the windows, and the shock wave from the explosion destroyed the doors and windows of the bar, and the flames rushed into the house. Some of the vampires jumped out with flames on their bodies, but the witchers had already surrounded the gate, and the vampires who rushed out were shot by the witches one by one.

Frank still clung to the shopkeeper's clothes. If we continue to stay here like this, we will only be dead. Taking advantage of the chaos, Frank shoots and kills the boss. We quickly rolled through the back window to the backyard and found two motorcycles, one on each side, and fled along the park. We rode at an astonishing pace, with buildings and pedestrians speeding past me.

With years of experience in tracking, the demon hunters quickly drove after them. We were chased to the center of the city. In the car closest to us, a witcher leaned half out of the passenger window and fired at us with a submachine gun. Suddenly, the streets were in chaos with pedestrians and cars, but fortunately no one was injured.

At a large intersection, a jeep suddenly appeared, and Frank and I quickly dodged it, followed by a violent crash. We stopped, and saw that the witcher's car that was following behind us was knocked over by the jeep, and it flipped several times on the ground in a row, and the jeep also knocked the fire hydrant on the side of the road due to brake failure, and finally hit the car parked on the side of the road. The Witcher driver may have been hit and killed, and the Witcher who shot us was thrown out of the window, causing serious injuries and probably not long to live.

We can't stay long, because there are still a lot of witchers coming here, and they won't stop. A recreated Mercedes-Benz jeep drove up quickly, driven by Isabel, who motioned for us to get in. Frank and I hurriedly threw off the motorcycle and got to the back seat of the jeep.

On the back seat of the car was a basket full of bright roses, and Isabel looked like she had just visited a flower shop. She quickly drove the car out of the city, and we just got out of the way, forgetting where we were, and when I looked at the car, the witcher had been dumped. Our car was quickly onto a road in the middle of a wide forest.

"Where are we going?" asked Frank.

"I don't know where it's going. Isabel said, "All I know is that we got rid of the witchers." ”

"Then don't go any further, find a way to go back. ”

"That's right. I said.

Isabel immediately turned around, knowing that she should go in the opposite direction to Salzburg. But suddenly there was a dull and chaotic throttle sound of a motorcycle in front of me, which sounded like a Harley in the 90s. Immediately afterward, a motorbike team gradually emerged from the distant horizon. When I looked in, it was the difficult witchers again, only this time they were coming on motorcycles. Isabel stepped up the throttle and charged towards the witchers.

The witchers shouted, "Come on, baby. ”

When the Mercedes was about to hit those witchers, they quickly parted to the sides of the road to avoid colliding with us. They were left behind us again, and they followed up with a 180-degree drift and continued to chase after us.

Without saying a word, Frank and I threw three grenades at the back in one go, and the three witchers who rushed to the front had to dodge the grenades into the mud puddles and bushes on the side of the road, and several witchers were blown away on the spot. We threw the last grenade at them, but the speed of the car was too fast for the grenade to explode at the selected location, killing only one of them.

The witchers were annoyed, and they shot us wildly with their submachine guns. Frank and I split the flanks and fired at them, and two unfortunate witchers were shot dead and thrown far away along with their motorcycles. It was a misfortune that the submachine guns were fired more violently, and our bullets were running out at this critical juncture.

It was at this time that something even worse happened, that is, the afternoon sun appeared from the clouds, which was so unfortunate for Isabel, a purebred vampire, her hands were quickly burned by the sun, but she still insisted on driving, if she did not hide from the sun again, she would probably die, so I had to save her. I immediately went to the passenger cab, took off my trench coat to shield her from the sun, and while I took control of the steering wheel with one hand, I quickly moved Isabel to the back seat with Frank's assistance, and I was in charge. Frank also took off his trench coat and covered Isabel tightly.

One of the witches opened fire and shouted, "They're out of bullets, don't shoot yet, keep the bullets to deal with them." ”

Isabel pulled her pistol out of her body and handed it to Frank, "Maybe you can resist it for a while." ”

Frank said, "Let's kill two first." He quickly poked out the window of the car and fired two shots at the group of witchers, one of whom fell to the ground, his body and the overturned motorcycle nearly tripping over his accomplices behind him. The other was slightly injured, but still holding on.

The lead witcher yelled, "Hell, they still have bullets. ”

The intractable witchers began another frenzied strafing of our car.

I saw a hundred meters ahead of me a railroad that we had been passing on, and a transport train was moving at high speed from the woods in the field.

"The train is coming, look at it. Frank shouted.

"I saw it. I said. But I didn't mean to slow down and stop, but I increased my horsepower and drove forward as fast as I could.

"What are you going to do?" Frank immediately came to the passenger seat, panicking, "You can't wear it, stop." ”

"I can do it. ”

"Oh my God, what are you doing?"

"Don't speak. ”

I looked through the rearview mirror at the Witcher's convoy, still relentlessly chasing, a sly smile on the lead Witcher's face. Our car is about to collide with a train, but we can't stop to fight the witchers, who must be outnumbered and have advanced weapons.

The train was honking, and the witchers were stopping, wanting to see what a Mercedes had been knocked out of, and some had already begun to celebrate our imminent death.

Just as the train and Mercedes were about to cross the intersection in front of me, I closed my eyes and was confident that we could get through it. At that moment, I felt the Mercedes take off, and the impact was only a matter of time. Time seemed to have stopped, the air seemed to freeze, only our car was still suspended in mid-air, and my faith was still wrestling with the fear in my heart.

With Frank's wild shout, "Cool!"

I snapped my eyes open, and time seemed to be running again. Unexpectedly, we miraculously survived this difficulty, and we were faced with a winding road and a vast field in front of us. We're alive. I'm afraid even those witchers couldn't have imagined that such a scene would happen.

In the evening, dusk covers the earth, and the afterglow of the setting sun gilts the ridges in the distance. Isabel always keeps her beloved Leica camera in the car, and it will be convenient to take pictures with a camera. I picked up my camera and took a few random photos to relax.

The sun soon set, and the whole city was covered in darkness. Isabel was finally able to lift off the two trench coats and come out to breathe, and her burns healed quickly. Seeing that she didn't suffer any major injuries, I was relieved.

We arrived home and were greeted by the Simeone brothers, who closed the door as the car entered the courtyard.

We got out of the car and found that the roses in the basket had completely withered, and Isabel probably didn't notice it for a while. I opened the car door, and a cool breeze blew, and the withered rose petals were blown everywhere, and the smell of wolves wafted through, could it be the werewolves? "What's going on?" she asked, confused.

I think it may be the smell of werewolves that caused the roses to suddenly wither.

"I smell wolves. Frank said.

I took the basket from Isabel and asked, "Do you still have this rose?"

"Yes, and many more. She replied.

"Very well, I see, let's go inside and talk. ”

I called everyone into my room, and brought some new roses, and gave them one to each of them, and asked them to put them in front of their bedroom door or on the windowsill, and the roses would quickly wither at the slightest hint of a werewolf, as a reminder that danger was coming, and though I don't know if it would work, we might as well try it.

In the middle of the night, Frank came to my room. "Hey, Frank. Instinctively, I stood up, "You may be seated." ”

"Is there any good wine?" he asked with a smile.

I didn't answer him, but poured two glasses of wine and gave him one.

"I toast you. He took a sip, "It's much tastier than Mario's." ”

"That's all there is to it, if you want to drink, I can go to the cellar and get it. ”

"Forget it, I'll talk about it when I'm done. ”

I looked at the bottle and saw that there was not much wine in the bottle, and Frank looked like he wanted another bottle. I said, "I'd better go get another bottle to save you your appetite." ”

He gave me a playful smile, "I knew you wouldn't give it to me." ”

"If you're smart, I'll be right back. ”

I came to the scary quiet cellar, and a strong smell of wine came to my face. I grabbed a bottle of vintage and walked out of the cellar in high spirits. When I got to the hall, as I passed a cross-corridor outside my room, I accidentally glanced at the window at the end of the hallway, which happened to be close to Isabel's room, and I stopped, remembering that when I had just gone to the cellar, the window was obviously closed, and why was it open again? I cautiously walked over to the window and put the wine on the windowsill. I thought: maybe it opened it on its own. I carefully examined the windowsill and found that there were several deep and long scratches on the windowsill, which were newly left, not like vampires, like some large canines or felines, I studied it carefully, it was a five-fingered animal, it was certainly not a human, could it be that werewolves had infiltrated our home? This is the living area of the Underworld Society, and there are people from the Underworld Society living everywhere, how can werewolves come here easily? This made me feel a little uneasy, because Isabel's room was next to it, could the werewolf sneak into her room?, a strong fear and uneasiness hit my heart, I held my breath, always mentally prepared, tentatively knocked on her door, and asked, "Isabel, are you okay?"

"Please come in. She said.

When I heard her voice, I felt so good, she should be fine. I opened the door and walked in, and she was reading a book. "What's the matter?" she asked.

"Nothing, are you alright?"

She seemed to think I was stupid to ask the question, "I'm fine. ”

I also glanced at the roses on the windowsill and saw that the roses had completely withered. I thought, "Is the werewolf really coming?" For her safety, I have to temporarily invite her to my room, "Isabel, please come to my room, okay?"

"No, I'm still going to read, Frank is in your house, you two can talk. ”

It seemed that I could only tell her the truth, so I walked up to her, snatched the book from her hand, threw it on the sofa, and took the liberty of grabbing her wrist and dragging her to my room, "Isabel, you must come with me." ”

"You're hurting me. For the first time, her behavior annoyed me, and she seemed to be really angry, "Let go of me." ”

"Although my behavior is a bit rude, please come with me in order to keep you from being harmed by werewolves. ”

"What werewolf? What are you kidding? Let go of me. She shook my hand away and said in a tougher tone, "I can walk myself." ”

"Okay, but you'll have to come with me first, and I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness. ”

She rubbed her wrist, saw the withered rose on the windowsill, and thought that the werewolf might really come, her mood calmed down a lot, and her tone became calmer, and she smiled at me: "Okay, I'll just go with you." ”

When I brought her to my room, Frank was gone, and the window was open, and though the roses on the windowsill had not withered, my heart was in my throat at once.

"Where's Frank? hasn't he been in your room all the time?" Isabel asked.

"Frank. I shouted and checked the room by the way, but found no signs of a fight. "Strange, people?" I turned and walked out of my place, looking for Frank everywhere, Isabel following closely behind me. "Frank, Frank. My shouting echoed through the hallways and halls, and when everyone else heard me, they walked out of their rooms. "Who saw Frank?" I stopped and asked them.

Everyone only shook their heads.

We hurried to the front yard, it was a maze, especially at night, and it was really hard to find someone. If Frank was there, I would have just called his name and he would have heard.

"Frank, Frank. I yelled over and over again.

The others were calling his name, but there was no response.

We then made our way to the backyard, which was made even more eerie by the dark swamp and the giant cypress trees with their huge roots exposed, which cast a huge and eerie shadow in the moonlight.

"Frank. "I kept my voice as low as I could," Frank. ”

"Don't worry, Alex, Frank must still be here. Margaret comforted me.

"You don't understand, you probably don't know, that werewolves have entered our house. ”

"What?" she was shocked.

Mario was incredulous, "It's impossible, it's strange how a werewolf would know we're here." ”

Even Isabel shook her head at me, and she said, "Alex, are you okay? Are you normal? You said there were werewolves when you were in the house, why are you still talking nonsense?" ”

"Alex is tired, maybe it's time to rest. "Oult was joking with me, too, and he didn't take my words seriously at all.

"I think so. Reuth was also joking with me, "Alex, you're not sleepwalking, are you?"

"And where do you think Frank will go?" asked me.

"Could it be playing hide and seek with him? "Reuter seems to be playing tricks.

I was a little annoyed by them, and their words made me laugh and cry, "You can not believe it, but I have proof." I pointed to the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor, "Do you see that open window? When I went to get the wine cellar it was still closed, but when I came back it was open, so I became suspicious, but I didn't expect to find scratches on it, if you don't believe it, you can go up and have a look." ”

"I'll take a look. Mario wanted to see for himself, so he jumped up and jumped onto the wall, walking on the wall as if he were walking on the ground. When he got to the window, he seemed to see something.

"What do you see?" I asked him.

He carefully examined the windowsill and said, "It is indeed a werewolf's scratch, and there is a bottle of wine on the windowsill." ”

"That wine was put there when I went to see the situation, it has nothing to do with werewolves, you can come down. ”

He jumped down, landed in front of me and said, "You're right. ”

Everyone immediately talked about it. If the werewolf is still here, we will be able to drive him out with the strength of all of us. The werewolf entered the house, but we didn't know, it can be seen that the comer is not good, could it be that Frank has been captured by him? Or is it that the werewolf was injured and Frank chased him? No, Frank can't be so stupid, no matter what he sees, he has to wait for me to come back, so light on the enemy, it's really a bit reassuring, once he meets the witcher, he will be in trouble.

We couldn't afford to lose another companion, and besides, he was my brother, so we all decided to go out and find out where he was. In such a short period of time, I believe that he will not go far, or rather: the werewolf who captured Frank will not go far. I left Isabel and Margaret at home, and I split up with the others to find Frank in the streets of the city.

The clock struck midnight and we walked through the moonlit city, the streets were barely pedestrianized, and the occasional heavy leather boots of witchers who worked for their lives for money could be heard. Those witchers are newbies and can't discern us at all.

I was standing at one end of a musical theater and Ault at the other, looking down and then looking back at me. "How's it going?" I asked him.

"There was no trace of Frank. He replied.

"Where did he go in such a short period of time?"

"Shouldn't we think about the bright side?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Maybe Frank is back home. ”

"I think I'm on the good side, that's all. ”

"I'm just guessing, maybe he's actually gone back. ”

"If he does go back, either Isabel or Margaret will let us know. ”

"That's just as well. ”

"Let's look for it again, go to the next street, it's a few hours before the sun comes out, and if we can't find Frank, then you go back first, and I'll look for him myself." ”

"Okay. ”

Aort jumped down, and a witcher who couldn't see the truth walked past him, thinking he was a fellow traveler and said hello to him.

I'm still quietly looking around, wishing I could surprise Frank by popping out of somewhere. The silent city suddenly let out a mournful howl, the voice of a werewolf, and it was believed that everyone in the vicinity would hear it. The sound was coming from the south, and I tensed every nerve and my heart beat faster.

I followed the direction from which the sound came from, leaping over the spires of the buildings. The patrols on the streets have been on heightened alert, and the local government seems to have sent more police to search the matter in order to protect civilians, and they will never allow wild beasts to enter the city, but those police officers may also be attacked by werewolves. These werewolves are not controlled by the moon statues, and can transform into humans at will, and the human roots are unable to discern their truth. I must risk revealing my true identity to find this werewolf. I jumped off the roof of the house, intending to search for it with the patrolmen, but the pesky cops insisted that I leave. Just as I was about to leave, a tall man in a peaked cap came from a dark corner not far away, his face hidden by the brim of his hat, and it was impossible to see his face clearly. He looked strong, perhaps just passing by, but the officer I was talking to was suspicious of him and called out to him, and the tall man stopped at once.

"What are you doing?" the officer asked, walking up to him.

He didn't answer, just lowered his head and continued to walk slowly.

"Stop. The officer called him again, but he never looked up, and the officer came up to him, who was seven feet tall, more than a head taller than the officer. The officer then said, "Raise your head and let me see." ”

The tall man still didn't look up, his breathing was messy and rapid, his mouth kept exhaling a cold breath like mist, and a faint roar came out of his throat.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?" the officer flew into a rage, as he prepared to pull out his gun, "Hurry up." ”

I looked at the man closely, and I could smell the werewolf as well.

In order to see him for what he really was, I could only risk a few more words, so I said to the officer, "Sir, you can take off his hat and find out." ”

Unexpectedly, the officer actually took off his hat and showed his true colors. The tall man glared at the officer, his face hideous, revealing Shiramori's fangs, which made people fearful. The officer and the other officers were so shocked by his fierce face that their bodies trembled and they didn't even have the courage to draw their guns.

I saw that the man was familiar, and it reminded me of the tall werewolf I had seen in the Alps, and I was sure it was him. It's weird, how could he be here?

"Alex. Frank's voice came from behind me.

I immediately turned around. Frank miraculously appeared in front of my eyes, I'm not dreaming!" I shouted excitedly.

"Don't get so excited, I'm fine, is Isabel okay?"

"Isabel, she's fine, what's wrong?"

"When you went to get the wine, I went out with you. He pointed to the tall man and said, "I accidentally found him at the door of Isabel's room, he is a werewolf, since he came alone, I found him and tried to escape, but now he has been caught again." ”

When the policemen next to them heard Frank say that the man was a werewolf, they were so frightened that they hurriedly raised their guns and aimed them at the tall werewolf.

The officer also took a few steps back. "Is this true?" the officer asked Frank.

Frank replied, "Yes, get him up quickly, or he'll run away again." ”

"Arrest him. At the officer's order, the officers swarmed up.

The tall man suddenly burst into a roar, and the muscles on his body immediately swelled, and he tore his clothes, revealing his muscular body, his face completely transformed into a beast statue, his mouth wide open with sharp fangs, and his body was soon covered with thick hair, turning into a wolf walking upright.

One of the policemen, completely stunned, exclaimed, "Oh my God! Then he threw down his weapon and ran.

All the guards were so frightened that they didn't even know what to do with their guns, and the reacting werewolves slit their throats or threw them to their deaths. The powerful werewolf wiped out a group of enforcers in a very short time, leaving only a mess of corpses on the ground. Now it was just me and Frank, and we didn't look afraid, but bravely faced the powerful enemy and kept calm.

The werewolf quickly regained his human form and presented us with an unstoppable appearance, "Do you two want to try it too?"

"What's your name?" I asked.

"You can't live anymore, what can you do if you know? Okay, then I will tell you, my name is Fernando Brontë, and I am the most powerful warrior under Ronald Wolfe, the wolf king. Now, our master is Kruger Wolff, the son of the wolf king, and Kruger is now the wolf king of the new era. If I'm not mistaken, you're the two sons of Henks August, Alex and Frank. ”

"Yes. ”

"We met in the Alps. ”

"So what?"

"A long time ago, before you were born, an elite force of the Underworld Society came to northern Norway to explore the New World, and had a fierce conflict with the local wolf tribes. Now, Kruger wants to avenge his father, and one day we will make vampires disappear from the world forever. ”

At this moment, the Simone brothers and the Leknia brothers also happened to arrive, and when they saw the corpses all over the ground, they were a little overwhelmed. Seeing that we were coming, Fernando couldn't help but take a few steps back, maybe he was a little scared.

"Alex, what's going on?" Ault asked me.

"Nothing. I said, "It's just that werewolves are blocking the way." ”

Fernando burst out into a wild laugh, "Don't be so nervous, there's just a few of you." ”

"Don't ramble with him, we'll kill him now. Mario whispered to me.

"He certainly didn't come alone. I whispered, "Maybe a lot of his accomplices are watching us around." ”

Fernando heard what we said, "Do you want to kill me? Yes, but shouldn't you go home and see those two lovely girls?"

Fernando's words make us very worried, if a team of werewolves goes to attack our house, both Isabel and Margaret will be killed. This proves that they are in danger now, and we must rush back as soon as possible, whether it is true or not, we would rather believe it or not. So we gave up chasing Fernando and rushed home, the first thing we did was to go to Isabel and Margaret's room to see if they were safe. If something happens to them, I'll swear I'll find the werewolves' lair and fight them to the end at all costs. I was the first to rush into Isabel's room, and I was relieved that she and Margaret were both safe and sound.

"Why are you flustered, what's going on?" Isabel asked me.

I let out a long breath, "It's nothing, I thought ......"

"Did Frank find it?"

Before he could finish speaking, Frank walked in and let out a long breath.

"Alex is worried about you, you know?" Margaret said to him.

"Am I not fine?" said Frank. He looked at Isabel again, "If I hadn't discovered a werewolf in time, you would have been in danger." ”

"Thank you so much, Frank!" said Isabel.

"We all have to be cautious in the future, the werewolves have already discovered our residence, and they may come at any time. ”

"Werewolves are our old enemies. "There must be some reason for this, maybe it's the war between our fathers and the wolves, and Fernando said that the wolf king's son, Kruger, is about to avenge his father." ”

When Isabel heard these names, she was even more puzzled, they were unfamiliar to her, and she asked, "Who is the Wolf King? Who are Fernando and Kruger? It seems that a lot of things have happened just now, right?"

I didn't answer her.

Frank couldn't help it, so he took it and said, "The werewolf outside your room is Fernando, Fernando? ”

"Frank. I said, "You are so impulsive to chase that werewolf, are you so sure that you can catch him? ”

"The most powerful warrior under the Wolf King, you believe his nonsense?"

"I think he's telling the truth. ”

"At that time, we should have killed him, he said that Isabel and Margaret were in danger, and that it was all about tricking us out. ”

"But at that time, we could only believe his words, and we could not lose our people just to kill a worthless wolf. ”

Frank raised his brow, "That's right. ”

In two hours, the sun will be out. We went back to our respective rooms and had a good night's sleep.