From Mary, the hapless vampire, Murphy quickly learns about the various events that arose in Cadman City an hour before the Astral Rift erupted.

But she doesn't know much about herself.

According to her, she was hiding in a dark little house on the street with her lover Mox that day, and it was only because of the vampire's keen perception of psionic energy that the two of them discovered that the Serenade enchantment had been abruptly closed.

Mox then took her to investigate in the shadows of the city.

Well, from this detail, it can be seen that the stupid vampire who told Murphy to "eat enough to get on the road" is actually a guy who is very loyal to the family.

This is evident in his willingness to risk the sun's burning to probe the family's crisis, which is not something that any vampire would like to meddle with.

However, the two hapless wild mandarin ducks were clearly out of luck.

According to Mary, they had just gone out before they could figure out what was going on when they were confronted by the traitors who didn't speak martial arts.

The bastards who had taken refuge in the Wolf Venom Clan had not only closed the core of the city's enchantment, but also taken a lot of the family's wealth with them, including the theoretical absolute loyalists such as the cloister guards and the patriarch's personal guards.

Mox was hacked on the spot, and even the vampire heart was snatched away, while Mary narrowly escaped.

But it wasn't because the traitors took pity on her, it was just because they didn't have enough time, so they casually threw the seriously injured Mary in the garbage heap and waited for her death before quickly evacuating the city, and when Mary climbed out of the garbage heap, she saw Cadman City engulfed by the astral rift.

She should have died there.

Luckily, she was spotted by a group of fleeing people on the fringes of the clan and took her out before the astral psionic energy completely engulfed the city, and then made her all the way to Batasin City.

"Mox and I are both official members of the family, so we have a certain prestige among the marginals, and it is for this reason that when we settled in Batasin City, we were noticed by the director of the city, Joel Elder."

Mary had been taken out of the cellar by this time.

She grabbed the blood bottle that Murphy threw at her and sipped it to recover some strength, while she collapsed on the ground and found the family seal ring that she didn't know where to hide to prove her identity, and continued to report the next thing to Master Murphy.

It was evident that Mary's suffering had brought her to the brink of despair.

At this time, Murphy's appearance was undoubtedly her only hope of surviving and regaining her identity, so she didn't need Murphy's urging at all, she just poured beans into a bamboo tube and told everything she knew.

"But old Joel was a fool and a madman and a disgusting scumbag, and he did something to me while I was weak. Uh, disgusting thing! He also tried to make me his heir, but he was just a mediocre person!

Just getting lucky enough to pass the Silver Trial to the lowest standards has drained all of his potential, and he's no match for my Mox.

My dear and poor Mox."

Mary's tone was a little sad, but she quickly continued:

"Joel knew what was going on in Cadman City, and he thought the Vulture Clan was gone, so he foolishly hooked up with the Thorn Clan. I don't know if he's been in a secret relationship with the Nightcrawlers of Thorns before, but his message was quickly responded.

The other party sent someone over, and they are still accepting the traitors of the family.

I strongly oppose it!

Especially after hearing that Lady Tracey has become the new Grand Duke, I feel that we should return to Cadman City to pay allegiance to her, however, I overestimate the bottom line of my kind. ”

She reached out and touched her chest.

There was a terrible imprint there, like some kind of torture imprinted with a searing horseshoe, and a psionic blessing that would not heal even the vampire's self-healing powers.

She said:

"Fear drove Joel mad, and he knew that if he was discovered, he would incur terrible punishment, so he branded me as a slave and imprisoned me and my minions here, and began to associate more actively with the Thorn Clan.

We have despaired until your warriors find us. ”

Murphy squinted at the humble female vampire at his feet, and after a few seconds, he said:

"You're obviously lying, but I'm not asking if you're loyal, that's something that can be discussed later. The problem is that what you said is not the same as what my warriors reported, it was you who took the initiative to call out my name to let them spare your life, and you said that you heard the news that Tris had become Grand Duke!

But you didn't know that I had become lord of the land.

You are clearly hiding something!

Marie, I'll give you one last chance, to make it clear! ”

Murphy's acumen and the fact that he had found a hole in a sentence made Mary tremble, and she let out a mournful scream, and a few seconds later held Murphy's toes and cried:

"No, my lord, I didn't lie to you! I'm just going through weird things, and I think it's better than I was telling the ridiculous truths, maybe ignoring those things that make you think I'm not talking gibberish.

I heard a certain voice before!

I don't know how to describe it when it told me that you would come to our rescue, but it just popped up in my heart and proclaimed to me where hope lay in. ”

"Voice?"

Murphy narrowed his eyes and asked:

"What kind of sound? Give me a detailed description. ”

"It's chaotic, like a lot of voices stacked together, and it's just repeating Murphy's words that Murphy will save us, but it doesn't pay any attention to my supplications and inquiries."

Mary said in a hoarse voice:

"I don't know how to describe it suddenly appeared in my weak sleep, but what I had to say was something like what the believers call 'divine revelation,' and when I first took money to torture the old cultists, I occasionally heard them say that they could hear the whispers and dreams of the gods they believed in.

That voice came that once!

I remember very well, just the night before the day. ”

"The night before the day?"

Murphy thought to himself.

Wasn't that the time to set off from the Crimson Keep with Maxim and Adele?

If what the frightened female vampire said was true, it meant that the mysterious voice had predicted what would happen tonight?

This does sound like some kind of unique "revelation", but the question is why is this the case when vampires are eternal sins. Could it be that some god suddenly changed his temper or had a convulsive brain and really took a wonderful interest in?

Vampires don't have gods of their own

Wait a minute!

Wrong!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Murphy's mind, causing his entire muscles to tense, and the scene of the collapse of the Holy Blood Pool Hall suddenly flashed into his mind, and when that subspace rift collapsed towards the astral plane, the hideous and twisted attempt to enter the material world was still calling for the subspace shadow of Femis!

The twisted god that was created by Salokdal who sacrificed most of the elite of the Vulture Clan, the indescribable thing known as the "Midnight Hostess".

In a sense, isn't that guy the "god" that Salokdal created for the vampires?

Don't

Hiss!

Murphy gasped.

He suddenly realized that the biggest gain of his trip to Batasin's trip might not be the execution of the traitor and the intimidation of the thorn clan, but the unlucky Mary who was holding his leg and begging for mercy.

But Murphy didn't know anything about the occult in this area, but fortunately he had a boss who was one of the continent's top theologians.

Tracey must have judged more from it.

"Be decent, Mary."

Murphy lowered his head and looked at the hapless vampire holding his leg and begging for mercy with disgust, and he whispered:

"The news you brought back is exactly what the Grand Duke and I need, so you can be forgiven, but after all, you did something wrong, and when the clan was in crisis, you didn't come back and stood by and wanted to wait for the price to sell! You know, it's a sin that is hard to forgive. ”

"I know it's wrong, my lord, and I'm willing to pay whatever it takes, but I pray that you'll see me as a part of the Vulture again."

Mary threw herself on the ground and prayed:

"I am willing to sacrifice my blood essence to be yours."

"I don't need more minions for now, and your fate isn't up to me."

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"Pack your things, bring your fellow-suffering followers, and follow my warriors back to the Crimson Keep, where the Venerable Grand Guild of Traces decides your fate. And since you have heard the name of Lady Cecilia in the case of the family's rebellion, and you have heard the name of the Lady of Cecilia, the power to judge your future life is not in my hands.

Perhaps Miss Feimis will take some interest in you.

After all, as Countess Under Armour, she does need some credible followers to take care of her territory. ”

Hearing this, Mary's whole body collapsed to the ground.

She survived.

It was the best she could have gotten after all her suffering.

Other than that, she doesn't want more.

The main thing is that Lord Murphy launched a frenzied slaughter of traitors here as soon as he arrived in Batasin, and he obviously did not intend to spare any of the old traitors, and this bloody method frightened survivors like Mary, and made them truly realize what kind of person this young and handsome lord in front of them was.

In the face of such a person, it is already the greatest mercy to be able to escape with his life.

"Mark, look at them."

Murphy summoned his servants and said to him:

"Then return to the Crimson Ciep with my warriors and captives, Adele will stay here to help Lady Parryn take control of this small trading city, and I must rush back to the Crimson Keep first."

"Rest assured, master, we'll take care of all this."

Maxim whispered, Murphy nodded, and the huge blood-colored batwing spread out at the darkest hour before dawn, flying into the night sky and speeding towards the night sky in the distance, accompanied by the blood-eating vulture Refno.

The "Astral Creation" hanging in the sky was like a dark purple lighthouse guiding his direction.

——

Dawn came quickly.

The people of Batasin, who had been terrified all night, cautiously opened the door, expecting to see corpses strewn across the field.

After all, the movement of more than a hundred vampires and hundreds of blood servants in the city last night was enough to frighten everyone in the city.

Maybe even this hapless city was destroyed in last night's battle.

But no!

There was nothing on the streets, not only were there no corpses strewn everywhere, but even the aftermath of the battle was rarely visible.

Only a few vultures and blood servants belonging to the "loyalist" were beaming and directing the vagabonds in the city to clear the streets, and a fading stone statue glittering in the cold sunlight was loaded onto a cart and sent out of the city for destruction.

Savvy businessmen know that that's the only trace left after a vampire dies.

Since there was no one to stop the inhabitants of the city from going out, they quickly gathered together to inquire about what had happened last night, and soon a thunderous news spread in this small city with only a few thousand permanent residents.

Hatazin City's former head of the Vultures, Hutham Joel Lesenbra, was executed by Lord Cadman for colluding with the Northerners in an attempt to subvert the authority of the Bloodbirds.

Joel Sr.'s sons and daughters have been liquidated, and his bloody servants who have been domesticated like wild dogs have been arrested, and it is said that they will be executed at noon on the city's largest trading street.

The new administrator of Batasin, Ms. Blanche Parryn Fedor, nicknamed "Big Mom", is collecting evidence of the doglegs.

And that's what surprised everyone.

Blanche Paryn Fedord, a businesswoman from a small village in the northern Glacier Bay region of Batacin, has managed to climb the high branches, and has been granted the title of knight by Lord Cadman, and is also in charge of certain commercial affairs of the county.

She is said to have been given the authority to form a small organization to run the city of Batasin.

According to the gossip that has changed hands for a few hands, all the members of this small organization will be appointed by Lady Palien, so several of the big merchants in the city have already rushed to the horseshoe inn where the Palian Knight is staying, intending to do some good for themselves.

These things have little to do with the ordinary people in the city, anyway, no matter who the lord on top of his head changes, it will not be their turn.

There are only two things that interest them.

First, Palian was not a well-known merchant in Batasin, but a wealthy merchant who ran around the trade to sell groceries, and there had been local gossip that Ms. Parin's business was financed by her poor husband, who was killed by her and her daughters.

That's a terrible accusation, but the question is, how did such a small merchant with a complicated background come to become a vampire count's retainer by leaping into the dragon gate?

Second, how many vampires died in the city last night?

I saw this fading stone statue sent out of the city one by one, and this number alone made people feel a cold scalp, I'm afraid that the blood vulture lords who had gathered in the city recently were all killed by the new earl?

Didn't you say that the Blood Vulture Clan was finished? How did this suddenly come out of such a powerful vampire count?

Well, it seems that the blood vulture is not dead yet.

That's fine.

The imminent continuation of 400 years of rule is not a bad thing for the common people, who will continue to know everything without having to take time to adjust to the new order of the land after a terrible decade of war.

Although the vampires are a bunch of non-chariot dogs, it's hard to imagine what Transcia would be without them.

Meanwhile, in the old Horseshoe Inn, the triumphant old innkeeper is instructing the chef to bring out the best ingredients in the shop and cook a fine lunch for his noble niece of Palian.

All the employees in the hotel were smiling, as happy as if they were going out to collect money.

Because most of them are from the same village as Lady Parin, and now that Lady Parin has attained the Tao alone, everyone will definitely have a much better life in the future, and lo and behold, this is the ordinary people in the land of Translasia, and even their dreams are so humble.

In the best room on the second floor of the inn, Ms. Parlian was not so happy.

She was now discussing the big thing about buying and selling grain with the five largest local merchants in the city.

She didn't control the tone, but told them very directly:

"As long as this thing is done well, you will have everything you want! The Earl has promised to make the city of Batasin my domain my domain when I have enough food, and I promise you!

As long as I can get this territory, there will definitely be a share of you in the council of administrators in this city!

You all know me, my husband and I were known for our integrity when we started our business together!

But if we mess up, guys.

Think about last night's 'Batasin massacre', I don't think it's just for vampires, don't you think? ”

(End of chapter)