(Add more for the 'Humen Yan' brother [1/5])

Sister Pomegranate is a girl with a strong personality and a strong mind, she rarely takes the initiative to admit defeat, just like when she faced those elite witch hunters just now, even if she knew that she couldn't beat them, she would actively think about how to entangle them to create a chance for Miriam to escape, and how to fight to deal the highest damage.

However, when Sister Pomegranate saw the heavily armed Lord of White Oak, the Golden Knight Finok, she immediately realized that this one in front of her really couldn't be beaten!

It's not that she's timid.

Instead, it stemmed from the terrible difference in strength between the two sides, which was enough to make her lose all her fighting spirit in terms of external performance.

She followed Miriam's side, staring at the old knight in the strange white wooden armor with the Great Oak Blade on his back, who felt like a kitten with teeth and claws, and in front of her lay a sleeping Tyrannosaurus rex.

This description is no exaggeration.

"Is this the current powerhouse in the game?"

Sister Pomegranate thought in her heart:

"If this really lights up the health bar, at least it's a world boss, right? I just don't know if this gold-level monster will run all over the ground after the version update in the future?

Well, with the rigor of this game, this kind of serious collapse of combat power shouldn't happen, right? ”

"Hats off, Warlord."

Miriam behaved very well.

She took the initiative to salute the old Finock standing next to the red war horse in front of her, and although her tone was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue, her performance was not bad.

This is also due to Miriam's experience in the recent period, as a supervisor in charge of a thousand people, although she is only a novice on the road, but the habits and temperament she usually develops allow her to maintain the most basic decency in front of such a big person in front of her.

This is the change in personal temperament brought by the feedback of the improvement of knowledge and vision, just like after you talk and laugh with the senior city officials, you will not be nervous because you want to meet the county magistrate.

"You're the blood servant who saved my subordinates?"

Old Finok didn't use his marvelous oak spell this time, but instead looked Miriam up and down with his oak helmet.

As for the pomegranate sister beside her, she was actively ignored by the old knight.

He was a fighter with a lot of potential.

But it is only potential, and the current situation does not deserve much attention from him.

"Tell me, what kind of message does Murphy want you to deliver? You can also see that I am short on time, so I only have a few minutes of chance for you to convince me! ”

The old knight said in a low tone:

"Young red-haired girl, start your 'show'."

The other witch hunters looked at the two vampire worshippers in front of them with different eyes.

They marveled at the boldness of the two girls, but scoffed at their choice.

That is, the warband leader is here, and if they are free to move, in an operation like tonight, the two vampire worshippers are the objects that can be wiped out casually.

These dregs who entrust their lives, souls, and beliefs to vampires are not worthy of sympathy!

Miriam felt the gaze around her.

But she's used to it.

As early as when she entered the Chardo Craftsman University, her classmates from all over the world had the same expression when they heard that she was from the Translancia region.

Alas, the problem of regional discrimination is also very serious in other worlds.

"Dear Warlord, Lord Murphy wants to start a partnership with you and your warriors."

Miriam struggled to make her voice sound serious enough.

She didn't waste time on rhetoric, but said straight to the point:

"Just like the last time he and Lady Natalie worked together tacitly, burying sixty elite midnight hunters in one fell swoop. It turns out that vampires and witch hunters can work together when they have common interests! ”

"When the interests are big enough, angels and demons can also sit at the negotiating table and talk and laugh, I understand this truth, but the premise of all this is 'common good'."

Old Finoch sneered and said:

"However, I don't see any common interests worth exploring with your hidden Lord Murphy right now."

"Yes! And a lot! ”

When Miriam heard that the old knight did not directly refuse, she suddenly had a bottom in her heart.

She glanced at the brief, but not simple, negotiating notes on her arithmetic orb that Murphy had sent her when she was on her way.

After a few seconds of verbal organization, she raised her head, looked the old knight in the eye, and said:

"Through the last messenger message, Master Murphy already knows that your purpose is to confirm the death of Patriarch Sarokdal, and the information we can share is that the Patriarch and the last of the Bloodvultures hid in the Bloodvulture Corridor after the disaster in Cadman City.

It's now locked down by arcane arts!

It was a secret blockade that could withstand the tearing of the astral plane, and it was said to come directly from the Midnight Elders of the Mystic Blood Clan, the work of the most brilliant sages in the vampire civilization.

Frankly, I don't think you have the strength to break it from the outside, but the key to unlocking that thing is now in the hands of Mistress Murphy's enemies! ”

"Huh?"

Old Finok's eyes narrowed suddenly.

He waved his hand, and the witch hunters around him immediately dispersed.

Obviously, the old knight didn't want more people to know about the next conversation, but the gray-haired demon hunting Natalie stayed, and it was clear that the old knight valued her very much.

"Are there any other vampires in that ruins besides Murphy and his gang now?"

Finnock said in a deep voice:

"Where did they come from? And what is the purpose? Make it clear! ”

"That's what I'm going to say next."

Miriam took another deep breath, explaining why Jade and his team had appeared, as well as what had happened in the previous hours.

She kept in mind the reminder of the veteran Norman before, and did not mix a lie, but there were some details that were not clear, but these were enough for the veteran old Finok to judge the general situation at hand.

"You said earlier that Lord Murphy and the survivor camp under his protection were not your target, because our side was really weak.

It's a bit of a shame, but we admit it! In this situation, weakness is indeed our protective color. ”

Miriam emphasized:

"Only now, Jade and his six companions have come to the ruins, they are all the personal guards of the Silver-Rank Patriarch, and there are a full sixteen servants of the Black Iron Rank.

I believe that this is already a force that you have to take care of.

Master Murphy did not ask me to conceal the purpose of the negotiations.

He just wanted to use your knives to fulfill his wishes, and he didn't want to be reduced to a vassal of Jed, nor did he want to see the situation he had worked so hard to achieve be treated as a delicacy to be enjoyed by a group of dregs of the night who took pleasure in sucking blood and squeezing.

He told the debris who had crawled back from hell to get back into their hell and not touch this miserable world.

So, he needs your help.

Lord Murphy's warriors will launch the first wave of charges, but our warriors will not be able to annihilate so many vampires, and Lord Murphy wants you to fulfill your duty as witch hunters and slay these things of the night!

To this end, the two parties will be able to carry out the next step of cooperation. ”

"You want to have a next step?"

The old knight sneered and said:

"If the other clans knew about the rebellious words you just said, even the Knights of the Blood Alliance, which is recognized as the friendliest and most fair to the other races, would be enough to ruin your Lord Murphy in the vampire race!

It's normal for vampires to conspire with each other, but colluding with outsiders or cooperating with witch hunters like us is another nature.

I'm curious if your Lord Murphy is being cornered, or does he really care about his reputation among his fellow citizens? ”

"It's not for me to answer you, Warband Leader."

Miriam lowered her head and said in a tactful tone:

"But I believe that Master Murphy has his own considerations, and I want to emphasize that while you stubbornly think that I am a hopeless blood servant, I am not.

My personal dislike of vampires is enough to make me an outlier in Transasia, and I don't have a loyal relationship with Mistress Murphy at this time.

I was just.

Well, I was just hired by him to manage those survivors he rescued from the city.

I have not been ordered to come tonight to risk my life to negotiate with you because of my unconditional obedience to the vampire's orders, as Master Murphy has declared to you, and I have a common interest with him.

And this benefit is enough to drive me to sacrifice my life and forget about death.

I am now full of courage and trembling legs to discuss this with you, not because I am brave enough, but because I know that the survival of more than a thousand survivors depends on the success of my negotiations tonight.

Lady Tracey once told me that the witch hunters she remembered had always claimed to be the guardians of Isa's kingdom.

Even after the Kingdom of Isa and the Kingdom of Sealand merged to form the Kingdom of Plantagenet, you are still of high character and high quality, and perhaps it is because of her persuasion that Lord Murphy has made up his mind.

If 10 out of 10 of Lady Tris's descriptions are true, then I believe you will be able to make the right judgment!

The following is no longer my negotiation with you as Lord Murphy's envoy, but merely a plea to you from me, as an ordinary person born and raised in Translasia:

For the sake of the lives of more than 1,000 people, please help us! ”

The old knight did not answer immediately.

He turned his head to look at Natalie beside him, as if waiting for her judgment.

After a few seconds of silence, the grey-haired demon hunting Natalie pulled her hood open, pointed to the scars on her eyes and face, which were not really ugly, and said to Miriam in front of her:

"These wounds stem from the vampire's torture and abuse of me, and their origins are in the ambush in the village of Morland, representing the hatred and grudge between me and Murphy.

Old Joe is dead at your hands!

And Matt, John, and Mondstadt, I remember the names of each of my subordinates and their faces, but I lost them, and it was in this disgusting land.

What I'm going to say is.

Vampire messenger, listen to me!

The feud between me and Murphy and the other vampires will not be so easy to resolve, and I will take back what I lost, but I will also tell you with practical actions!

That lady Tracey was telling us true.

Witch hunters weren't born monsters to kill and immerse themselves in war, and we've been noble.

And tonight, we're going to find your nobility again!

Those in the survivor camp, we'll protect them from the vampires, but that doesn't mean we're going to make peace with Murphy."

"This is what you have to do!"

Miriam pointed in the direction of Morland very unpleasantly, and said:

"I can't argue if it's someone else, but you're different, look there! That's where I was born, Natalie. You have seen with your own eyes what your companions did there, and you know better than I do how my father, my family, and my companions died! That's not the vampire you and I hate to kill them!

You say that witch hunters were once noble, then prove to me that you are not the same as those madmen who originated from you! ”

At the mention of Morland Village, Natalie's tone suddenly became hard.

After all, the tragedy there did come from her fellow people who had fallen and were immersed in destruction.

"It seems that you have come to an agreement, although it is not quite what I imagined."

The old knight, who was watching this conversation, said faintly:

"Natalie, you're really going to have to practice your eloquence, or maybe this hot-tempered redhead can really crush you in this regard. Luckily, though, you can make up for it in other ways.

Now, I command! ”

"Huh"

Natalie straightened up immediately.

The witch hunters in the darkness around them also stood in a military posture, listening to the instructions of the war leader.

"Teams 1 through 5 are temporarily under the command of Captain Natalie, and you join in the protection of the survivor camp and the hunt for vampire fanatics.

I can hear the longing for war in your hearts, and now you don't have to suppress yourselves. ”

The old knight waved his hand and said:

"Come and join me in the inner city after your operation, and I'll be alone. Major Frazier, who are you going to follow? ”

Hearing old Finok's inquiry, Major Fraser, who had been hiding in the rear, stepped forward, and when he saw this tall and thin guy wearing the military uniform of the Plantagenet Kingdom appear, Miriam's expression was immediately difficult to see.

She can make peace with the witch hunters because these guys are just mercenaries, but a major from an enemy country is a proper enemy.

Although he didn't have much affection for his hometown, the Plantagenet Kingdom had destroyed the Portia Confederacy during the Ten Years' War, and Miriam had heard of it while studying on the island of Genoa.

"I'm not good personally, so I won't mess with you, Commander."

Major Fraser looked at the red-haired girl in front of him with interest.

This Translanthia woman has a really fiery temper, and it is completely polar from the delicate daughters he has seen since he was a child, almost like a lioness wielding her claws.

He had never seen such a fierce woman, and he was full of curiosity while thinking that Miriam was a bit savage.

The Major whispered:

"I follow Lady Natalie as I record your strangulation of the last remnants of the Vulture Clan, and I am confident that His Majesty will be happy to entertain you in your leisure time with tales of fierce battles and the heroism of humanity against evil spirits.

And the contempt are the eyes and ears of His Majesty. ”

(End of chapter)