Gardena stood on tiptoe and looked at it twice, muttering a little strangely.

"How are these bats here?"

Apparently these are not ordinary bats, but the kind that the Bloods have tamed.

Unlike the bats used to transmit messages, just by looking at them, you can tell that these have been modified, and there is a black mist around them.

The villagers could not see this, but could only feel that these bats were becoming more and more ferocious each time, and they were becoming more and more irrational.

Unless he dies, he keeps rushing here, losing the instinct of ordinary animals to seek advantage and avoid harm.

The little girl wrinkled the tip of her nose, as if remembering something.

"Tuanzi, are those blood clans united with the church?"

The system found the corresponding introduction information, looked at it, and nodded.

"Yes, my lord, these are bats that have been modified with potions."

As mentioned before, the church and the Bloodhunt Alliance have long been rotting internally.

After three generations of the Bloodline established a secret alliance and abided by the agreement, humanity has rarely been troubled by the Bloodline, and in order to maintain their status and rights, they are not allowed to do anything that those madmen have done.

It is estimated that someone got in touch with a vampire at that time.

Now that the world is in chaos, those people are naturally trying to find ways to benefit from it, so that the safety of the people is not so important, and the churches in many places are just going through a formality, and if they ask again, they will put the responsibility on the blood hunt.

But who can guarantee that there will be no one involved in the bloodhunt?

Maybe they were stupid enough to think that the Blood Prince would do what he promised them.

For example, the female partner is also a blood hunter, and she is still staying in Adavina, and I don't know if she has memorized her mission.

Receiving the answer, Gardena couldn't help but sigh sadly.

It doesn't look very reliable.

The blood clan has all the princes, ambitious but at least sober-minded, after all, it's a vampire who has lived for I don't know how many years, plus the male and female protagonists are there, but don't worry about any mess.

But on the human side...... There is a clear stupidity.

No wonder even the God of Light has come down, otherwise this world will end sooner or later.

Thinking of this, she also secretly glanced at her little brother with sympathy.

It's just that when he looked over, he blinked again and spoke seriously.

"Can you conjure a dagger?"

She can't regain her bloodline form, otherwise the color of her eyes will change back, and ordinary weapons are too slow to solve, and it's easier to get the breath of light.

Mias glanced sideways.

"Huh?"

Gardenia sighed, a little distressed about how to describe him, and finally found that someone was using it over there, and her eyes lit up.

"That's it, just get a little bit of your breath on it." As he spoke, he remembered something and told him seriously. "You too, you can't be like before, otherwise your identity will be exposed......"

Mias's eyebrows were calm, just looking down at her.

The little girl's words suddenly stopped, and she only muttered.

"Forget it, you better don't do it, I can solve it alone."

His moves are so cool that even the people can realize that his identity is not ordinary, and if he goes to the church just after speaking, he will probably be classified as a category.

But...... She didn't want her little brother to have anything to do with those guys.

After pulling him for a while, Gardenia left with the dagger.

Mias, who was left in place, was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to step forward, but he subconsciously looked at the little girl's back, pursed his lips and did not move.

…

Gardenia neatly finished disposing of the bats beside her, and looked at their corpses thoughtfully, planning to let Rebecca come over later.

(End of chapter)