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The campfires in the witch hunters' camp danced and burned in the night, like stars in the night.

But the night was not peaceful.

Especially in the ruins of the outer city just across the wall, there are still many collectors of survivor camps busy.

After the death of Jade and his gang, Murphy had already announced his next steps to the survivor camp, and they would soon have to move back to the land purified by the flames, and no longer have to look at their homeland from the camp.

The survivors felt inspired.

Especially Murphy allows the militia to participate in the hunt for Jade and his gang!

Although the act itself does not explain much, it does not prevent the intelligent people in the camp from discerning from it the opinion of the new lord Murphy about his kindred.

Many stories about Murphy and Tracy have been read over and over again, and it is not difficult to draw an inaccurate, but absolutely credible, conclusion from the situation of the vampire-rejected waste lord and the waste heir.

That is, Mistress Murphy is more of a midnight traitor than the vampires of the Vulture Clan, and he is clearly more willing to side with their loyal humans!

Wow!

This conclusion is very explosive even in the Exploding Realm, not to mention that this is Transcia!

As a dark region ruled by vampires for four hundred years, there has almost never been a vampire like Murphy.

And rarity always means attention.

If Murphy can continue to do something different from other vampires, then he will probably soon gain the favor and loyalty of those who have been dissatisfied with vampires for a long time.

Of course, that's for later.

Murphy withdrew his gaze from the campfire at the witch hunter camp and glanced at Philimis and Lady Adele, who were also awkwardly silent, and Miriam, who was staring left and right.

Maxim should have been here, too, but the loyal servant would still be in a coma from weakness.

As for Captain Natalie, the gray-haired demon hunter who was standing opposite Murphy, she had little time to deal with her and Murphy's grievances at this time.

All of her eyes were on the warband leader beside her.

Listening in disbelief, the inverted description of the female vampire Triss who was chattering with a wine bottle on the other side.

The leader of the witch hunters, the saints of the Old Religion, the lord of the White Oak, could sit with a group of vampires so peacefully and talk about the short chats in the family.

This in itself is a miracle that is not too small or insignificant.

"Are you going to keep talking to the parents like this? Didn't you just shout and shout and kill? ”

Murphy couldn't help but urge:

"I think all of you here have a common question at this time, and since no one dares to say it, let me ask it, Trace, how did you meet Lord Finock two hundred years ago?

Isn't that right? ”

"Not two hundred years, to be exact."

Tracey pursed her lips and did not answer, and the old knight, sitting on a dead log, maintained the cold chill on his body, and whispered:

"About one hundred and ninety-five years, the winter of the year 916.

At that time, the Second 'Night War' of the Avalonian Church against the Continental Blood Clan had been defeated by both sides, and although the Blooddread Clan was wiped out by your Pa Ying Venerable Lord by its own death, the situation was still not in our favor.

However, at that time, it coincided with the strategic expansion of the Nordtov Kingdom to the Ice Bay region, which made the Kingdom of Sealand and the Kingdom of Isha very vigilant and reached an alliance.

So we and the Bloodclan also tacitly ended the fight with each other in a state of exhaustion.

But it was also that year that the Grey Knights under the command of the Elders of Gramore finally figured out the truth about the theft of the Seed of Life, a sacred relic I taught, in the fall of 885."

Speaking of this, old Finoch glanced at Trace, who looked indifferent.

He said:

"Knowing that the Seed of Life was stolen by the Blood Vulture Elders under the command of the Vulture Patriarch Salokdal, and not by the three clans as we originally thought, the Elders in anger mobilized 500 martyrs to use the Antani region to prepare for a sneak attack on Cadman City and recover our holy relics.

Back then, I was just an Oak Knight.

I was honored to join the expedition in the name of Faith and Punishment, and was fortunate enough to find the trace of the Scarlet Witch, the culprit who caused it all, in the first confrontation. ”

"Little Finock was stupid, naïve and stupid, and was fooled by their elders to run to his death."

Tracey was drunk, and then said:

"Salokdal knew about the Church of Avalon in advance, so we set up an ambush on the edge of the Under Mar Hills, and they were met as soon as they entered.

But these faith lunatics did not give up even when they were outclassed, and their counterattack by chanting the name of the gods in the dark night set the entire Under Armour Hills on fire.

It was a terrible battle!

Of the 500 saints of the Old Church, only seventeen died.

Sixteen of them survived by their own strength, but little Finok, the lucky one, made it back alive and full of them, thanks to my mercy in battle.

He was a stunned young man, shouting Avalon's name and running to me to fight him alone.

But back then, I was so powerful that I banished him to the underworld, which allowed him to escape the battle all night.

By the time dawn he relied on Avalon's guidance to return to the physical world, the battle was over. ”

"So, you grew a bone two hundred years ago?"

Murphy said in a strange tone:

"Or is it true that the 'Scarlet Witch' back then had a bad personality, as you say, a vampire who fell into the dark?"

"You don't inquire about the things back then, for fear that my 'prestige' at that time would scare you."

Tracey rolled her eyes and said:

"What's more, I was already ready to sacrifice my blood essence for that damn seed at that time, under the sinister temptation of Salokdal, okay?

Five years after little Finoch left alive, I was declared 'dead'. ”

"Well, after receiving the news of your death, I am still glad that the Church has one less terrible enemy, and on that day I prayed to the god of Avalon to thank the gods for their favor."

The Lord of the White Oak sighed and said:

"No wonder the gods didn't answer me that night. You're not dead at all! ”

"Commander, so your miraculous 'innocuous victory' turned out to be a lie that has lasted for two hundred years?"

Captain Natalie next to her, with a sense of astonishment at discovering the truth, said to the expressionless war group leader:

"195 years ago, when the Saints Expedition was rumored, everyone was rumored how brave you were to fight the vampires to the death, and finally turned in unharmed under the protection of the gods!

But the truth is"

"More than that."

Tracey's faint mending knife said:

"He recognized me from the beginning of the ambush and was banished by me, basically without any effective attacks the whole time, and his only contribution was probably to scare me.

I thought it was a crazy believer, and the people were going to pull me to a faith to blow myself up. ”

"That's just the need for church propaganda.

After all, the Saints' Expedition was an irrational decision of the Presbyterians from the beginning and an undeserved fiasco, and the Cultists should not know the cruel truth. ”

Old Norfic was not surprised.

He explained to Natalie slowly:

"The truth is that I did go through that war, though not in the way you know it, and I admit, it wasn't a warrior's act. But Natalie, you see, persevering in the midst of despair is a sign of courage in itself!

Just like what we're going through right now. ”

"You have a point! But how can we forgive this dangerous vampire in front of us now? She was the one who stole our holy relics! ”

Natalie stared at the drunken Trace, her hand grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist, and she snapped:

"The seed of life

When I was a child, I heard the Oak Sages sing the praises of the magic of that seed!

It is said that when the seed was still in the sacred land of Grammo, the whole island grew in all seasons, and the blessings from the god Avalon spread through the seed of life, so that people with sincere hearts could always get rid of diseases and be cured without medicine. ”

"It's all blown, little girl, it's all far-fetched by the church in later generations to promote and portray the ugly image of our vampires."

Tracey tossed the bottle aside, stretched her waist to show a perfect arc, and then yawned and said to the angry Natalie:

"The truth is, when we went to steal the seed, it had been worshipped on the altar of Gramo for three hundred and fifty years. But it didn't work at all!

The kind of seed was considered by the Presbyterian Council at the time to be a mystery left in the human world by the god Avalon, and it was only worshipped as a sacred thing, and its actual effect was not as useful as the three sacred blades of your old religion's secret cache.

Three swords can still cut people.

That kind of child is not good-looking and godless, otherwise do you think we could have stolen it so easily from the base camp of the Avalon Church at that time?

I'll admit, it's really wrong for us to steal.

But at that time, the defense of your church was so bad that it was not easy to take it, and I am sorry for the risk we took on that trip. ”

"This"

Natalie was speechless for a moment, but she didn't believe the cunning vampire at all, and turned her head to look at the warlord, while old Norfic stared at Miss Fimeis who didn't say a word in the night.

After a moment, he nodded and said:

"Lady Triss is right, the seed of life has been a revelation of some kind of destiny since it was given to the Presbyterians by the elven druids of the Castile Peninsula in 530, and it was gifted with three oak blades, symbolizing the hope and blessing of the god Avalon for the human believers.

However, the Elven Sages said when they bestowed the Seed of Life that if this seed does not take root in 500 years, it means that we have not passed the test of faith in the god Avalon.

It was transferred to the new holy land of Grammore after the Church of Avalon was confirmed as the state religion in the Kingdom of Isha, but three hundred and fifty years have passed, and the seed has not changed.

As far as I know, the Presbyterian Church at the time had indeed become disillusioned with it and had identified the elven sages' admonitions as a symbolic metaphor.

After the theft of the Seed of Life, the Church's fierce reaction was not due to the importance of the relics themselves, but to the anger of the vampires against the provocation of the natural faith, and the believers roared for revenge and punishment, before triggering the Second Night War, which lasted for thirty years, and caused the flames of war in the name of faith to spread across the continent. ”

"That's even a good thing! You little girl who doesn't know anything. ”

Tracey glanced at the big oak blade beside the old knight, snorted, and said:

"It is precisely because I stole the useless seed of life that you have gained the right to use three oak holy blades, such as the sword next to little Finok, I still remember it, ha, the famous White Knight Blade 'Warden'."

As she spoke, Tracy boldly reached out and touched the big oak blade beside the old knight.

This action made Fimis's eyes tighten.

She had seen the brutal power of the blade with her own eyes, and was about to stop it, but she was stunned to see that in the face of the touch of the vampire Trace, the holy blade did not ignite the fire of purification.

Just muttering as if to express dissatisfaction.

There is even a feeling of tsundere.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for two hundred and twenty-five years, and you haven't changed your habit of scolding?"

Tracey snorted, withdrew her finger and said to the great oak blade:

"Whose holy relics are as cheap as you? Change it, you, did you forget the fact that you wantonly insulted Salokdal and was almost ruined by him with necessary evil? ”

The scene in front of him completely shattered Captain Natalie's three views.

Especially when she saw an evil thing talking and laughing with her own holy relic, the world in front of her whole person seemed to be unreal.

She stammered to the warband leader who shook his head:

"Isn't this oak blade supposed to be a weapon for eradicating evil spirits? It. Why is it so vampire-friendly? Commander! Are you just looking at it!

Didn't you say that the Holy Blade hated all evil, especially vampires? ”

"It does hate the stigma that vampires bring to it."

Old Norfic glanced at the Holy Blade beside him, and said expressionlessly:

"But Lady Triss was not one of them, and the three blades were worshipped as holy relics like the Seed of Life and were not really used, but were used as caretakers for the Seed of Life because of their powerful natural psionic powers.

Because of the theft of the seed of life, the three holy blades were able to get rid of the dilemma of being drained of power.

So, theoretically, the three oak blades do have to thank the shameless vampires for their misdeeds to keep them from being dusted.

As for the Warden's hatred of vampires

You hear it too.

It was almost destroyed by Salokdal, who ran to steal the seeds, and it was a careful eye, and it hadn't forgotten this stubble for two hundred years, so. In short, don't bring human emotions into the holy blade, it is a holy object without feelings, and it has a mind that is completely different from our thinking. ”

"No!! This is not true! This is not the glorious history of the church in Avalon as I know it! ”

Natalie clutched her head and let out a grief.

At this moment, she felt that her belief in the god Avalon had been terribly challenged.

She had to take a moment to calm down and accept the truth that was being preached as sacred, but in fact it was not at all sacred and even comical.

"Ahem."

Murphy thought this history was fucking interesting.

He also has a little understanding of the "magnificent" past of his waste vampire mother, and he actually wants to continue listening, but there is really not enough time.

So, he took the initiative to speak:

"If we're done talking about the past, isn't it time to imagine the future? Sir Finoke, since you and Tris have such an unknown past, I will consider you one of my own.

About the cooperation we propose."

"Your own people? Cooperate? ”

The old knight sneered and said:

"You think too highly of yourself, Murphy, and what you're talking about now and your people who joined forces to strangle you before is not a concept! What you want to talk to me about now is to borrow my hand to get rid of your patriarch!

Do you know what that means? ”

"Smack"

Murphy reached out and placed his hand on the drunken Trace's shoulder.

He looked at old Finoch and said to him very seriously and seriously:

"It seems that after two collaborations, your understanding of me is still superficial, so let me introduce myself a little more. There is only one patriarch in my heart, and she is always by my side. Salokdal?

Hey, who's that?

I'm sorry.

I neither know nor care.

If the bastard who experimented on his own daughter was doomed to death, I would just raise my hands in favor and give you a round of applause.

Sorry again.

I shouldn't have used such vulgar words, but that's exactly what I'm trying to say.

Do you have any questions about my determination? ”

(End of chapter)