"Ah, Batasin, my beginnings as a merchant I am back."

The carriage bearing the coat of arms of Cadman slowly drove ahead to the city that had already appeared outlined, and in the carriage, Ms. Blanche Parren Fedor looked with deep emotion at the not-so-remarkable landscape ahead.

It's only been a little over two months since she last visited the town on the border of Translasia, but it's like a world away.

The ups and downs of life make this shrewd and capable businesswoman feel sad like a rich girl, but born in the bitter cold of Bingwan, she has grown up in migration and hardship since she was a child, and she quickly adjusted her mind to focus on the important task she is currently undertaking.

Here, she is to make a series of preliminary agreements with the smugglers of the Yankees, and finally make a big deal between the Count and the occupation forces of the Nordtov Winter Wolf Legion.

This business event will directly determine whether the Earldom of Cadman will survive the next winter, and will also directly determine her future under the Earl.

Although she is nearly forty years old, the ambition in Lady Paryn's heart has been reawakened by Murphy's "evil secret method".

She was a pure-blooded Nord who could live to be one hundred and forty years old without illness or disaster, and she hoped that by the time she was eighty years old she would have had everything she had longed for in her youth, and that she would bequeath her two slim daughters enough wealth to change their class and life before they died.

And now there are forty years left

Maybe I can fight hard and make up for the first half of my life!

"I'll have to meet old Bird first, and then meet the man behind his little merchant group, probably not a big one, maybe some lieutenant with a little power in the Nordtov Frontier Army.

However, it may be possible to contact the occupying forces of the Crimean fortress through this line, and then hurry up and make a trip to the territory of the dark baroness to complete the mine deal.

If all goes well, it should be done in a month and a half.

At that time, it was just the beginning of late autumn, and the large-scale food was constantly coming back. ”

The businesswoman in the carriage twisted the knightly ring on her finger, and her shrewd mind, which did not match her large waist and round size, kept spinning, and thought about her next move, until the convoy entered the small but very lively border town thirty minutes later.

The city of Batasin, once a small town in the various minor principalities within the Confederacy of Portia, is very important.

To the east is bordered by the fertile Kakhovka Plain, and two days to the north is a two-day walk across the Countdom of Sico to the border of the Frozen Bay, and to the south is the Countdom of Cadman.

This small city happens to be the meeting point of the three regions, and it has been one of the more important trading places in Transencia for more than 100 years, especially merchants from the northern Yankees, who tend to do most of their commercial activities here.

Although the place is not large, due to geographical reasons, the Blood Vulture Clan has an armed blood servant and a small number of elite vampires stationed here all year round.

Unfortunately, the Blood Servants stationed here during the Ten Years' War had been sent to the front east of the Kafhoka Plain, and should have been disarmed by the Northerners.

"Let's go to the 'Horseshoe' hotel to rest first, and I'm going to be ready to meet the guests."

Lady Palian gave a word to her bodyguard and groom, and the convoy turned to the hotel, and a few minutes later, at the door of the horseshoe inn, which was quite a simple atmosphere of the Northern Yankees, Ms. Parlian also handed over the "mission" with the Earl warriors who had escorted her all the way.

She took out a bag of gold coins and handed it to the leader of Brother Wu Meow, and thanked him:

"Your performance along the way has been perfect, very, very professional, and you deserve to be the warrior that the Earl values the most. Once I have established a formal trade union for Lord Earl, I hope you will also participate in the protection of the trade order. ”

"Yo, is this a hint that there will be a runner game in the future?"

Brother Meow's eyes blinked, his brain spun quickly, and then he responded to the big-shouldered and round-waisted aunt NPC in front of him with a standard blood vulture salute:

"Of course, Knight Paryn, we will give everything for the cause of Earl Cadman, and please be safe, we will stay here for a day and a night. If you encounter any problems, you can contact us through the Calculation Orb.

Your safety is our very important priority. ”

"Very well, but I also have a lot of friends here, and in fact, my birthplace is not far from here, alas, but unfortunately the war has already razed my homeland in Bingwan to the ground."

The chatty businesswoman laughs and says something with regret on her face, then says goodbye to the players and enters the inn run by a distant uncle from the village where she was born.

The players didn't go in, their escort mission was over, but there was more important mission to do.

"Now, there are five Portia gold coins and 78 silver coins, let's divide them."

Brother Meow threw the coin bag to the pretend.

Lao Biao is already a professional accountant in his team, and he almost doesn't need to calculate more to divide the reward equally, and the big pigeon who took the lead looked at the shivering coins in his hand and couldn't help but complain:

"I didn't realize it when I wandered around the ruins before, but the money in this game is actually quite valuable, and I can earn a pitiful dozens of silver coins for two days. Damn, you used to get five silver coins to buy an apple in the Ruins Defense Line!

I think I might have been tricked by that cunning NPC. ”

"Normal, at that time, everyone had nowhere to spend their money, how do you know how to exchange prices?"

Lumina put away her pay, remembered the "feat" of buying a tabula rasa gun for 10 gold coins, and felt ashamed of her extravagance.

"Find a place to eat, eat something good today."

Brother Meow touched his stomach and said to the guys:

"After eating, I was ready to work, there are definitely a lot of vampires in this city, and today I ran from early morning to afternoon, and there was not even a single vampire in the three villages I passed by. This is not normal! I think those bastards are planning to ambush us in the city, but hopefully I'm thinking too much. ”

"What do you think about, I don't even need to look at this station, I can feel that there are no less than seven or eight blood servants around me peeping at us, and their eyes are cold."

The highest perceived meow shark in the team moved his body uncomfortably, and he whispered to the others:

"It's not a good thing that this perception is too high, and I'm going to have a nervous breakdown if it goes on like this. But I've made a note of a few people's characteristics, and I've left hunting marks, so we'll have something to do when we're done eating.

Hurry up and weaken their numbers while it's still daytime!

Once it drags on until the evening, this matter is estimated to be suffered, and there are so many blood servants here, and the number of vampires is estimated to be not much less. ”

"Six hours before the sun sets."

Orchid Flower looked up at the sky and accurately estimated the time, which is the basis of a traveler, who said:

"Solve the problem of eating in thirty minutes, and then clean up street by street! I asked Lady Paryn's bodyguard, and the veteran told me that all the armed blood servants in the city who were supposed to maintain order had been sent to the front, which meant that we wouldn't be afraid of being blocked if we made a big deal.

I suggest finding a place to stay as soon as it gets night!

Fighting vampires at night in familiar places makes people's scalps tingle just to think about. ”

"Well, that's it!"

Brother Meow nodded murderously, and the leading pigeon next to him thought about it and said:

"You guys go to eat, I'll stay in the carriage and prepare some daytime medicine, remember to bring me a meal, I want to eat meat, chicken legs are the best."

"Pigeon Bao, let's play games, don't be so picky."

Ah Ru suddenly screamed:

"I thought this was a school snack street, and it was a big chicken leg. Don't you know what the standard of living is in this place? It's good luck to be able to bring you back a lamb mush. ”

"Hell knows the food and taste system of this game is so real! I'm going crazy to eat bread every day, my grandfather lived in the cowshed and ate better than this! ”

Pigeon Bao was unhappy and said:

"I don't care anyway! I'm just going to eat big chicken thighs! If you can't eat, be careful when you go to bed at night, and see that I don't pout you. ”

"Alas, let's go for a walk, buy a chicken and find a cook to roast it."

The bionic snail sighed and turned around, and the black silk brother next to him pouted and said:

"When have we ever been so disciplined when we played games? Still buying? How much money do you have? Wouldn't you just steal one? Aren't we without Stalkers? ”

"Damn!"

The only stalker in the team pretended to be hands-free and shouted:

"Lao Tzu's ideal is to be a flying thief! As a result, you asked Lao Tzu to steal chickens for you? You TM want to be beautiful! Steal it yourself! ”

The little ones scattered noisily through the streets of Batasin.

They only have thirty minutes to eat, but that doesn't stop the guys from taking the time to explore this medieval-style town.

Especially orchid flowers.

The soul of the traveler can't wait.

At the same time, a spiritual teleportation quietly tore through the space, sending Murphy and his two heirs and their heirs into the forest near the small town of Batasin.

This is the first time Murphy has experienced the feeling of "teleportation" since coming to another world.

But to be honest, it feels terrible.

According to Tris, the principle of psionic teleportation is not to simply and rudely tear apart the space of the material world, but to open a rift in the astral realm that mysteriously shrouds the material world.

By accurately calculating the relative coordinates of the starting point and the landing point in the astral boundary, the shortest path is planned, which means that the teleporter has to walk through the astral boundary for a few seconds to tens of seconds to reach the landing point quickly.

Space and time are chaotic in the astral plane, which makes it possible to travel quickly in defiance of the rules of physics.

However, the astral realm is a dangerous and crazy place, and any use of psionic teleportation means that the recipient will have to face the filthy psionic energy and psychic impact of the astral plane, so they can only barely use it if they enter the Black Iron Rank.

And Tracey said, don't use it if you can!

Because the biggest problem with psionic teleportation is that it doesn't always work.

Even if it was manipulated by a gold-level psionic master, a small mistake was enough to send Murphy to the other side of the world, and the most terrifying thing was that he was not necessarily complete when he landed.

And the worst-case scenario is that those unlucky people who died in the astral plane and were sent back to the present world may have to bring some "dirty" out of the astral plane.

"I swear I'll never use this again!"

Murphy rubbed his head and spit in the shadows of the woods.

Although the five SC attempts recorded in the battle record in front of him were all successful, the intense headache after returning to the material world still made the vampire lord feel sick and nauseated.

And he's done it.

Maxim next to him was no longer a macho man, and his face was pale and he covered his mouth and rushed behind the tree next to him.

Mrs. Adele is also a beautiful woman frowning, and Xi Shi has a terrible appearance, and it seems that she has to rest for dozens of minutes to recover her combat effectiveness.

"There were still five and a half hours before the sun went down, and we set off at dusk."

Murphy waved his hand and said to the eight vampires behind him:

"Now let's be free and rest. The vampires around Batasin were all gathered here, and from so far away I could feel at least 70 of my compatriots sleeping in them, and a few of them didn't smell like blood vultures. ”

He tossed the Vampire Slayer sword oil left over from the last battle to Lady Adele and Maxim, took out the arrows soaked in daylight potions and loaded them into the barrel of Scrooge's crossbow, and finally reached out and patted the magic sword at his waist.

Count Cadman tugged at his scarlet cloak, and he whispered:

"Well, tonight the Demon Blade will be able to regain its strength by spitting delicious blood, everyone, as the first battle of the new blood vulture, please give me a decent performance when the time comes!"

——

Towards dusk, a convoy of two horse-drawn carriages was approaching the city of Batasin from the direction of the Great Plains of Kafhoka.

Driven by several armed Blood Servants, and outside the convoy there was a Blood Servant Guard composed of 20 cuirassiers, which looked like a vampire traveling.

In the second carriage was a delicate black cold wood coffin, exuding a faint fragrance.

However, its owner did not choose to sleep at dusk, but instead sat in a carriage adorned with black velvet seats, holding a golden book of poetry in his hand, and let the sun, which was no longer scorching at dusk, shine through the gaps in the chariot curtains.

It was the same "Highness" who had been in contact with the Thorn Vampire Vesta last night.

He looks thin and tall, his blonde hair is combed to look like an adult, but his whole serious face still has a "childish spirit".

The age should not be too big.

And although this guy's handsomeness can't be compared with Master Murphy, his facial features are upright and he has an inimitable "majesty", which makes him look quite beautiful like a little dog.

The Thorn Swordsman's light armor on his body is also different from other Thorn Vampires.

Not only is it embellished with the coat of arms of the Thorn Clan, but there is also a shield-shaped wolf-headed White Mountain crest, which represents his other identity besides being a vampire.

Earl of White Mountain, the leader of the White Mountain faction.

"Bang"

A loud bang sounded ahead, stopping the carriage, which was already approaching the town.

The surrounding cavalry was well-trained to form a convoy, and the "Your Highness", who had been interrupted from reading the poem, frowned, and he asked with onomatopoeia:

"What's going on up ahead?"

"It's an explosion, Your Highness. There was an explosion in the city of Batasin, and it was clearly not the first, there was green smoke in many parts of the city, and there was fighting there! Also, our communication with Vestal is unreachable, and something may have happened to your squire. ”

The vampire scout in the carriage ahead immediately responded, much to the displeasure of His Highness, who didn't like to be late or unexpected.

He reached out and placed his hand on the golden-gray noble sword at his waist, and clouds of ice mist visible to the naked eye emanated from his fingers.

He said:

"Then what are you still doing in a daze? Shouldn't family members come to the aid when they are in danger? Vesta has served me for sixteen years, and he doesn't deserve this. ”

"But your safety, Your Highness."

"The battlefield is in front of me, and you mean that I want to flee from the land where my ancestors fought?"

"No, Your Highness!"

Seconds later, the two wagons and the surrounding cavalry escort sped towards the city of Batasin, while at the same time, in the courtyard of the Thorn Clan's contact point in the small city, Maxim dragged Vesta the Thorn Vampire, who had been pecked blind by a blood-eating vulture and had his leg bitten off by an astral wolf, to Murphy like a dead dog.

Count Cadman sat on the only intact chair in the room with his magic sword in his hands.

He wore a vampire ball mask to cover his eyes and stuck on the bridge of his nose, his scarlet eyes staring at his fellow foreigners who were in sharp pain but gritted his teeth and did not moan cowardly.

After a few seconds of observation, he said:

"So, let's talk about it, what are the uninvited guests of the Thorn Clan's hand going to do when they reach into the territory of the Blood Vulture Clan?"

"You're crazy!"

The miserable vampire Vesta endured the pain and said in a dumb voice:

"There are only a few of you, and there are more than seventy vampires in this city! You're dead! ”

"Now there are only 53 left."

Murphy corrected gently:

"My warriors, blessed by the sun, hunt down traitors much faster than you think, and I must admit with pride and anticipation that they are qualified vampire killers! And before the power of the Mother of Night descends, they will have even more amazing hunts.

But I guess these things have nothing to do with you anymore, and I'll ask you one last time calmly, Alien!

What are you rude northerners doing here? ”

"Let him go!"

In a cold scold, a figure broke through the door, interrupting the initial inquiry.

Murphy's gaze looked ahead, and he noticed the unique coat of arms on the other party's body, and recognized the identity of the other party in the heraldic discrimination in his mind.

Then he got up, holding a sword in one hand and a shoulder in the other, and leaned over to the comer with graceful movements, saying:

"Ah, uninvited sir, I salute you, one Count of the Bloodline to another. But it's unseemly for you to step into my territory with a sword, and I'll give you three seconds to throw it away. Well, it seems that you don't intend to end this conflict with dignity.

That's nice!

Then let me see what the Thorn Clan is capable of. ”

(End of chapter)