(For Brother 'Sakurababy' [3/5])

There are still a huge number of ghouls active in the tunnels of the "third floor" of the sewers, including some elite necromancers who have been transformed by the strengthening of the breath of the underworld, but because of the successive deaths of the "Plague Rat King" and the Plague Ghoul Overlord, these necromantic creatures have lost control from the source.

They had gone from their previous furious assault to wandering in a chaotic manner.

Especially after the survivors with life force are evacuated, they can no longer feel the presence of "food" to make them quiet again, and the necrons are quiet most of the time, unless you provoke them or they are "hungry".

But the scene of so many ghouls gathering together was quite terrifying, even so much that Murphy was a little worried.

He knew that what was in front of him wasn't even the sum of all the corpses in the sewers.

In the beehive-shaped cavern, there are many more corpses that have been moved here to undergo the infusion and transformation of death psionic energy, and Natalie says that the plague rat king used evil magic here to make the ghoul overlord born smoothly, so that the place is shrouded in a huge amount of death psionic energy and the aura of the underworld, and it is difficult to dispel it in a short time.

Therefore, this sewer crypt must be sealed off from the ground!

If you don't, it may not be long before more combinations of ghouls, water ghosts, and wraiths will refill the drain layer that has just been cleared.

But if it is completely sealed, it is impossible for these undead creatures to die out naturally, coupled with the continuous strengthening of the breath of Hades, maybe in a few months, Murphy will organize a small player to clean up the sewer crypt again, and at that time he may have to face nearly 10,000 completely elite necromancers.

That's definitely a super big team.

It's a big headache.

But Murphy thought about it, in a few months, the number of players in his hands would definitely exceed a thousand, and it would not be easy to open another group book at that time?

From this line of thought, Murphy felt that he was not losing at all, and could even prepare for a new copy in a few months in advance.

This wave is a big victory for the "development team"!

So his mood also turned cloudy, and beside him, Dorothy, the former boss of the Rat Gang, who was brought over, had been secretly observing the vampire's uncertain expression in front of him.

This cunning woman knew that she had to give it a go for her own life, but she was a rather clever gang leader, and instead of answering Murphy's questions in a hurry, she also relived her own miserable experiences in her mind while Murphy was thinking.

After organizing the language more or less, she changed her miserable tone and spoke:

"We haven't seen Zweig before, Mistress Murphy, it's not like I'm lying, he's been operating in the sewer area, but he's always been in the form of a mysterious figure, and long before he appeared, my buddies and I formed the Rat Gang and ran a black market business in the sewers of Cadman City.

For some time before the Astral Catastrophe erupted in the city, his relationship with us was that of a buyer and a merchant, and he would occasionally pay us to order psionic ritual items, most of which were strange materials, expensive and unusable to civilians.

Speaking of which, my guys are actually annoyed doing business with him.

Although he was generous, it was not easy to get those things in the chaotic city of Translasia, and it took far less time than smuggling a little more daily necessities to maintain a good profit.

But it's a pity that my lard blinded my heart. ”

Dorothy sighed, and said honestly in a weak posture under Murphy's calm gaze:

"I thought he was a guy with strength and background, and maybe he would be able to use it in the future, after all, vampires living in the sewers are also very rare, so I have always maintained a close relationship with him.

It turns out that the return on my 'investment' is really high.

On the eve of the Astral Catastrophe, he suddenly came to us and mysteriously announced to us that the catastrophe was coming."

"So, Zweig knew in advance that the Tower of the Ring would unleash some spell in Cadman City that would destroy the city?"

Murphy interrupted Dorothy and asked.

The former leader of the Rat Gang nodded vigorously, and she said:

"Yes, he knows! And that's not all, I still remember him triumphantly describing to me what was going to happen at Cadman City the next day.

What astral plane is torn, what matter is swallowed, what blood vulture perishes.

It's like a prescient mad prophet.

But it turned out that he was right, and things went almost exactly as the bastard described them, even to the time of the disaster.

We were able to move our home here early and escape, but just as we were glad we survived, the guy suddenly turned around.

He commanded the ghouls to corral us, demanding that we immediately return to the sewers and help him lure more survivors down.

It's clear that you're going to do bad things.

But you also know that we ordinary people don't have the strength to fight against a psionic master like him."

"Do you mean that a Black Iron Stalker and Thief can also call himself an 'ordinary person'?"

Murphy looked Dorothy up and down.

The latter was weak, but the calluses on her fingers from her long-term training and her striking shape, as well as her distinctive silent stride when walking, meant that this guy was not a helpless fellow.

She's a very good, class-trained shadowwalker.

In the face of Murphy's questioning, Dorothy did not panic, she sighed and said:

"You're right, I can run away, but what about my brothers? All the wealth I've been busy for years is here, and I can't leave them behind.

Okay, well, I'll admit, I was thinking that it might be a way to survive by taking refuge with a great guy in that desperate situation, because for us 'sewer rats', it's the same for everyone.

What's more, he's still a vampire.

The Blood Vulture Clan is the ruler of this land, isn't it?

I'll admit it, sir.

We did bad things for him, very bad things, and most of the people who fled into the sewers in a panic were killed by the astral forces that followed them, but some of them were taken underground by us.

I remember very well that we were able to save at least 2,000 people, which is the limit of what this crypt can contain, and I thought he was planning to create a 'vampire kingdom' here, but it was still within our tolerance.

There's no shame in being a blood servant for the sake of life, not to mention that it's still Transcia.

But then, that bastard reveals his villain nature! ”

Dorothy grimaced and gritted her teeth:

"He asked us to move the bodies!

Bringing back the bodies of the victims from the first and second floors, he desecrated them with evil spells, turning the corpses into monsters like a snowball, and within a few days, his ghouls and wraiths had taken over the sewers.

At that time, everyone already knew that this guy was not a good thing, but we had fallen too deep.

There's no way we can escape.

I remember very well that on the seventh day after the disaster, a rebellion broke out here when someone went out and found survivors already moving on the ground.

The survivors were burning the surface, seemingly trying to reclaim the city, and we were desperate to go up and join them, and the bastard was merciless in slaughtering those who wanted to leave.

He commanded the ghouls to kill at least half of them, and the rest didn't dare to say anything more.

I don't want to die like this!

I know that guy will not let us go in the end, no matter how much we sacrifice for him, our life is the fruit he will reap in the last moments.

I've had enough, so I'm going to run,

However, I overestimated the loyalty of my brothers in the face of the threat of death."

Having said this, Dorothy looked up, trying to make her bad expression look sincere, and she said to Murphy:

"My lord, I don't deny that I have done bad things, and I am not qualified to claim to you that I protected these people, but I think you need people now, and your territory needs people! I'm here for you.

I've worked as a slave catcher before, and I'm very familiar with this business. ”

"With all due respect, your 'cover letter' is terrible."

Murphy glanced at the survival-hungry guy and continued:

"So, before the catastrophe broke out, Zweig actually had a group of ghouls in his hands?"

"That's right! That's what he cultivated so well. ”

Dorothy hurriedly said:

"I've heard that he excavated the cemetery, and I've heard that this crypt was once a training ground for the Blood Vulture Clan during the Second Night War, but it was abandoned due to the difficulty of access.

And when we just worked with that bastard, he was going to disappear for a day every week.

I suspect he might have gone to the joint, but even though that guy became a vampire, he couldn't hide his own shamelessness and scum.

He has no shame in proclaiming that he will be the Necromantic King of Translasia, but in reality, in my opinion, he is nothing more than a discarded son who will be thrown away when they run out.

At most, it's an eyeliner.

I said something unpleasant, with that guy's qualifications, even if he mixes gangsters, it's hard to get out of the way, he's addicted to pleasure, and he always chooses the kind for himself. Ahem, in short, it's not easy to say 'slave girl'.

But he's brutal, and when he's tired of them, he'll throw them into the ghouls.

He also tried to win me over, saying that he wanted to give me his first embrace and become his heir, but I knew exactly what he wanted to do, and I refused several times.

Perhaps this angered him.

But even if I were really cornered, I wouldn't have fallen into the hands of such a short-eyed bastard. ”

"Do you know where that guy is?"

Murphy asked, and Dorothy shook her head and said:

"How could I possibly know that? I haven't even been out of this crypt, but if I have to say, the guy has a strange aroma every time he comes back, and although he handles it carefully, I'm a thief.

I'm keen on that.

It was the smell of perfume on a woman's body, a very unique smell.

There is a kind of woody fragrance that doesn't quite like the smell of perfume that human women would choose.

And when he came back, the soil under his feet was not the color of the soil near us, if I had to say, it seemed to be the black mud from the depths of the mine.

I also worked as a mine accountant for a while before I worked on the slave trapper, so I knew the dirt. ”

"You've had a pretty big career."

Murphy couldn't help but complain, and Dorothy smiled wryly.

But the information she provided was valuable, and Murphy had basically guessed where Zweig was connecting with the "source".

There are not many resources in Translasia, and there are a few mines in the south, but according to Zweig's previous statement, the place is estimated to have long been empty.

He wondered if he should go over, and Dorothy next to him had already provided all the information she knew, and whether she would survive now was up to the vampire lord in front of her to accept her.

As a veteran gang boss, she knows that the more times like this, the more she can't wait.

She had to take the initiative!

So Dorothy hesitated for a moment and said:

"My lord, I can serve you, and not as a basic laborer or soldier. I have more value! Your territory is in dire need of supplies right now, and I can go and find my former smuggling partner again, and I can provide you with you."

"Was your former smuggling partner Franks Chauvin?"

Murphy glanced at her and asked, and Dorothy was immediately stunned.

Her expression changed drastically, and she stammered:

"Can you really hear me? How do you know this?"

"Chauvin is now my executive knight, and he and his brother-in-law have set out for East Pruss to negotiate the purchase of firearms for me."

Murphy looked at the thief in front of him in a pinched tone, and he said in a long voice:

"So your last reliance is of no use to me, dear Miss Dorothy, if you want to be reused. No, if you're going to live, then you're going to have to show more value. ”

"Uh, that. I mean, if you trust me, I can bring you a fortune! ”

Dorothy gritted her teeth and decided to "sacrifice a big move", she whispered:

"Actually, before I worked as a mine accountant, I also worked for a while, well, archaeologist! That's right, I have a knack for this, and I happen to know that in the mountains near the city of Sico there is the mausoleum of the first Count of Sico!

The place had been destroyed in the war.

Rather than letting the legendary riches remain buried in the ground, let them see the light of day and be put to good use in your hands. ”

"Oh, you've had a terrible career."

Murphy was surprised and said:

"From a tomb robber to a mine accountant, to an urban gangster, and finally to a black market smuggler and cultist, your life is much more exciting than most people, Lady Dorothy."

"Well, don't be pressured by a lot of skills, just eat with a mouth."

Dorothy smiled.

She was very nervous inside, it was already her last hole card, and if it didn't work, she really couldn't help it.

But Murphy asked another question, saying:

"One of my criteria for recruiting is that you have to have a clear background, so you have to tell me where you're from? What kind of magnificent first half of life did you have? ”

"This. I don't think you need to know."

Dorothy seems to be resistant to this question.

But before she could finish her sentence, she saw Maxim next to her raise her left hand, her fingers stretched like sharp claws in the throbbing of scarlet dots of light.

The meaning of this action is obvious.

There's nothing on this land that Lord Murphy doesn't need to know!

Except, of course, the secrets of the dead.

"I can't say!"

Dorothy gritted her teeth and said:

"I'm doomed unless you can give me real shelter, I mean, be one of you, my lord."

"Oh? Do you still want to become a vampire at the end of your magnificent life to complete the challenge of eternal life? There is really a kind of ambition that makes people sigh. ”

Murphy grinned, he waved his hand and said:

"It's not impossible, it's just that you can give more information in exchange for this blessing of eternal life, I'm always very tolerant of capable subordinates, and you'll be rewarded, Dorothy. If you can really come up with something that interests me.

Tell me, where you really come from. ”

"Okay."

The head of the gangster sighed.

She knew that she had no choice, but in the end she decided to tell what had happened to her life, she pulled something out of her close-fitting corset, put it in her hand and said:

"Before I became a tomb robber, I worked as a noble squire on Greeney Island for a while, and before that, I was an explorer, a certified explorer!

I was born in the Cato region.

It was very close to the Genoese peninsula, so I grew up listening to the stories of the Explorers' Guild, and naturally I longed for that kind of life, and when I was twenty-five years old I took my first steps called 'Ideal', and I joined that organization.

But it overturned on the first official mission. ”

Dorothy covered her face and said in a sad tone:

"We were sent to investigate a human site in the Antani region, which is said to be one of the former presbyterian churches of the Church of Avalon, deep in the verdant forest.

We found it.

But when I was about to start excavating archaeology, I unexpectedly discovered something very terrifying."

"Huh?"

Both Murphy and Maxim's expressions changed.

He asked in a nasal voice, and Dorothy did not hide it, and she said in a trembling voice:

"The Holy Land has been desecrated! And it's the hands of the Grey Knights of the Church of Avalon, can you imagine? The most fanatical people of the largest religion in the human world are actually desecrating the holy place where they were originally connected to the gods.

It's horrible!

That incident shocked us all.

But what was even more shocking was that less than a month after that expedition, the Avalon church rebelled.

I don't know if the loss of the favor of the gods has something to do with what we discovered, but the fact is that the people who participated in the expedition died mysteriously one after another.

I knew I couldn't sit still and ran away from my hometown.

That was 10 years ago, and I had almost traveled around half the continent except for the Northerners, and finally I chose to settle in Cadman City and start the gang business. ”

"You're very honest, and the thing itself is funny."

Murphy rubbed his chin, and after a few seconds, he said to Dorothy:

"Go ahead! Go to the leader of the Adventurer's Guild, the brave lady with the holy sword in her hand, tell her what you know, don't hide anything, and then gather your surviving subordinates and wait for appointment in the camp.

You survived, Ms. Dorothy.

Congratulations.

As for whether or not you can join the Blood Vulture, it depends on how much you can contribute to this land, and I promise you that Transcia will not disadvantage any of them!

Even if she can only live in darkness for the rest of her life. ”

(End of chapter)