In the dark, slippery corner of the waterway, a woman silently emerged from the shadows and placed a warm white finger on Ninia's shoulder.

The fingers were slender and pale, and the long nails were stained with blood, as if they had been taken from a dead man, and Ninia's shoulders left a few shocking red marks.

Ninia realized that something was wrong, and when she looked back, she saw the most terrifying scene in her life.

A woman with a disheveled hair appeared behind her, her long black hair covering most of her face, but the uncovered part was bloodless, and blood was still running down her face.

Her face was beautiful, but almost transparent, her eyes seemed to have completely lost their life, her eyes were deep and hollow, and there was not a trace of light in her pupils, merging with the unfathomable darkness. Her red lips were dry and cracked, and blood was pouring out, dripping on the tip of her red tongue with a slight sound.

The black hair and black clothes clinged to her body, it was so difficult to find in the dark, but the blood was still dripping from the shredded clothes and hair, and the blood droplets were splashing in puddles on the ground, the sound was not loud, but it was terrifying.

The woman's body was sometimes twisted, sometimes stiff, as if driven by invisible magic, and the aura of evil and death came to her face, and it only took one glance to make people shudder in their hearts, as if they were in an abyss nightmare.

"You're ~~~~~ ~~~~~~ late ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Ah!!!!!h

A high-pitched, piercing scream echoed through the tunnels, and the soldiers would not have believed it had come from the mouth of a fearless commander if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

This can be said to be an unprecedented gaffe, if it weren't for the Lightless Blade temporarily taking over her body and keeping her from falling, Ninia would have sat on the ground with her legs limp and made a fool of herself in public.

"Hehehehe...... You deserve it, you still want to be a general with such a small guts?"

A smug laugh followed, and who the owner of this disgusting voice was, of course, Ninia remembered.

When is it now, still engaging in this kind of prank, it seems that even if the other party is in prison and has been drained of his blood, he is still resentful of the incident of giving him allicin perfume.

Except for the lord's fiancée, Cecil, no one has the strength and motivation to quietly tease the poor lord in the dark tunnels, scaring her into screaming, exposing the unknown side of the girl.

Of course, this also made everyone somewhat relieved - the thieves of Norrenberg did not treat the lord's fiancée, which is a blessing in misfortune.

"Thank goodness you're okay." Ninia said emotionlessly, "Please send Miss Cecil to treatment."

"Don't be reckless, you can't even deal with these half-hung blood clans in front of you, get out of the way, don't waste the lives of soldiers, save my fiancé some money."

Cecil is already taller and richer than Ninia, and she is always high-minded and domineering when she talks to Ninia, plus she has a special status, so even if she is unreasonable, Ninia still feels jealous.

The eldest lady of the blood clan smiled contemptuously, shook her long hair, and unceremoniously pushed Ninia aside, facing Dalma and her subordinates, even though she was dressed in disarray, but her arrogant and majestic temperament still made the person opposite feel greatly oppressed.

"Humph! A group of low-level family members want to stop the orthodox bloodline owner of the Bruttberg family? It's presumptuous and ignorant."

Dalma lowered his face, and in the face of invisible coercion, he did not dare to look directly at the domineering Cecil, and the other subordinates did not dare to move at all.

It's not that he's incompetent and timid, if it weren't for the fact that Cecil was suppressed by magic plants in the vault before, and his magic power couldn't be released, he knew that he wouldn't be able to block a blow from the top blood clan.

The suppression of the bloodline formed over the long years was not something he could compete with at all, and in the face of the questioning of the daughter of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, Dalma, who had always been as calm as water, felt fear for the first time.

"As a miscellaneous descendant born of a dependent, I still have a little guts, for the sake of your acquaintance, Miss Ben allows you to ask for the death you want."

Faced with the big demon clan who got out of trouble on their own, lost the shackles of magic power, and was about to start taking revenge, Da

Knowing that there was no chance of victory, Irma did not flee and did not resist, but only knelt down respectfully and saluted.

"We have no intention or power to offend the noble lord, but if you grant me one request, I will get out of the way and leave you at your disposal."

"Say." Cecil said impatiently, "And die."

"Please pardon the blood families and their descendants in the castle, and give them the right to live in the realm." Dalma said as he pulled a chain from the ground and held it in his hand, "If you don't agree, we'll collapse the tunnel, and most of us will die here."

"I hate threats."

Cecil shook his long nails, and Dalma's chained arm burst out of thin air, and the flesh was blurred, but he didn't have any fear.

"I've been here for ten years, doing some unknown work," Dalma stomped on his feet, enduring the pain, "Listen to what we poor fellows are not human or demon."

The walls shook, and the top of the tunnel in the distance collapsed, and the people who were still there let out screams of surprise.

"It's no use killing me, we still have a lot of people, and as soon as someone comes near the exit, they will start destroying the waterways," Dalma said to Cecil in a tone of indifferent indifference, "It's not against you, I prefer you to stay in the vault all the time."

"Damn, there's no gold in the vault, what am I doing in there!" Cecil was furious, "You yourself will die, your master will die, and all the people of Norrenberg will die."

"My master?" Dalma laughed to herself, "Actually, he's my father, but he deserves to die."

Seeing this strange atmosphere, Ninia stepped forward and shouted to Dalma.

"I am the commander of the army, and on behalf of my lordship, I declare your pardon, now get out of the way!"

Cecil's eyes widened, Ninia's meddling in the matter seemed to her to be nosy.

"You!"

"If you don't listen to me, you still have to listen to the lord," Ninia said confidently, "The lord has allowed the blood clan dependents to live in the territory, and there are many maids in the castle who are the dependents left by the previous lord, and they can live freely without discrimination and oppression, just like the other lords."

Dalma looked at the awe-inspiring female knight, with a golden glow on her body, and found no hint of hypocrisy or deceit in her face.

This immature but upright temperament is completely different from the sanctimonious old master Lancer.

The Bloodline Dependents are also originally humans, so they can combine with the Terrans to have offspring, and there is a chance to give birth to a half-breed offspring with some of the Bloodline's strength.

As early as the era of the previous lord's rule, the extravagant Earl of Red Wing made a large number of dependents in the territory, basically wherever he went, the dependents appeared, and then many of them were left unattended by the people.

As the most diligent licking dog in the territory, the Nolen family naturally has to offer beautiful women in addition to money, for the Earl to have fun, but only the most satisfactory to the Earl can always be by his side, and most of them will be sent back to their hometown with some rewards.

Over time, there were many blood clan dependents on the land of the Noren family, and they were abandoned by the earl, which made the clan feel ashamed and disgusted, and they had the habit of sucking blood, all of which became an existence that people could not avoid.

Lancer, the head of the family who has been trampled under the feet of the blood clan, of course he does not dare to resist the demon clan, but he has the courage to vent his hatred through these lonely and helpless women, not only there, but also greatly.

Not only do they be imprisoned as private tools to vent their desires, but they are often tortured in every way when they are oppressed by the demons, so as to show the majesty of the human race.

If the blood family is lucky enough to not die and give birth to a child, Lancer will let them leave their mother from an early age and train them to become elite guards and assassins for his personal benefit. net

With this special power over the average soldier, Lancer was even more handy in the contest with the peasants in the villages and towns, extorting water and coercion with force, and annexing the land was simply invincible.

One of the best of them is

Dalma, a young man of athleticism, determination, and calm determination, was most admired by Lancer, and after many meritorious deeds, he became his confidant, guarding vital waterways.

If Dalma hadn't stumbled upon Lancer's secret five years ago and secretly met his dying mother, perhaps he would have served him out of respect for the rest of his life.

This is the arrangement of fate, Vincent's tolerant and pluralistic ruling policy actually affected the battle situation at a critical moment today, which he thought of when he was far away in the jungle.

The army behind the rear palace surrendered directly under the leadership of Dalma, and the mercenaries in front fought to the death for the gold coins, and the population and wealth accumulated by the Noren family for decades were blocked in the waterway, and they were completely cornered.

It may be difficult for Ninia's army to cut through the crowd, but the winged Bloods can fly comfortably above people's heads.

In order to maintain her life, Miss Cecil, who didn't know how much blood she borrowed from the family blood pool, looked at the dense crowd of people, and the haze on her face was swept away, revealing a sweet and touching morbid smile.

Under the revenge and murder of Cecil's own revenge, all the private soldiers who were still trying to resist were all killed, and all the people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and prayed with their heads in their hands.

When Lancer and his son were recognized from the crowd and had to kneel and beg for mercy, the day-long special military operation finally came to an end at midnight.