In the study with the walls collapsed, the pale light could not harm the spirits, and naturally did not bring the slightest warmth to the living. And the Counts of Sicommel, who existed in that light, had completely lost the breath of the living, and appeared in a different way before the eyes of their only daughter.

Their form at this time was so unfamiliar, that a certain expectation that existed in the heart of the little Earl of Sharon was completely shattered at this moment.

She was so bitter that she was about to cry, but the vampire's unweary nature kept her last of her dignity as a lord. But little Sharon was not a man to be defeated by a change of mood, so after a brief silence, and under the vigilance of the sword-wielding guard of the Valand Knight, she raised her head and asked:

"You didn't talk like that before, either death changed you, or the bastards who turned you into this kind of bastard instilled something bad in you, and the whole city is boiling, but we should have some time.

Father, and mother, please tell me more about what I don't know.

About the undercurrents of Sico, about your experiences after death, and about the bastards who hide their heads and tails! ”

"Well, kid, you have too many questions, but unfortunately we have too little time."

The old Count of Sicommel said with his shriveled vocal cords:

"I can feel the call of death from afar, they have noticed the waves here, and the evil will will soon strip away our last sobriety, so let's cut it short.

The plague of two years ago was not just an act of war, and we suspect that even General Loren, who ordered the plague, did not know what was hidden in the plague barrel he threw out.

He is not innocent.

But what happened next in Sico really had little to do with him.

That painful and brutal death was only part of a grand plan, Loren was a sad pawn with us, and the destruction of Sico City was even a backup to another plan, and if you have become a vampire, it proves that everything they planned in the Blood Vulture Clan has failed, and that means that our 'dark chess' is about to be put on the chessboard.

There's not much I can tell you, kid.

We're just death enforcers called back from Hades, and they don't need us to help them think, but it's all about the Scourge.

Those people didn't want the Fifth Plague to repeat the mistakes of the previous four, and they were determined to rid the Jackals' Beast Legion of everything that prevented them from slaughtering the continent.

Transncia bore the brunt!

And perhaps the same goes for the dwarven brass fortress.

We can tell you for sure that what happened in Translancia is only one link in a great web that has been woven over a long period of time.

We're not even the most important. ”

The Earl of Sharon bit his lip.

She glanced at her father and said:

"Lord Murphy told me a name, are they manipulating you at dusk? Are they in charge of the destruction of Sico and your rebirth? ”

"Stay away from the name, it will bring misfortune."

Mrs. Sicomel reminded sharply:

"Their eyes have never been far from us, they are right next to us, they have existed for more than a hundred years, and they are behind many major events that have happened on the continent in this hundred years, and all this is secretly pushed for that scene five months later.

Their patience is terrifying, and their power is unfathomable.

They preach a dangerous apocalyptic doctrine, and what I have just said is imprinted in the resurrection contract of Hades, which is firmly engraved in our souls.

They believe that the entire era we live in is a mistake that must be corrected, and what has happened in Siko City is enough to prove that the self-proclaimed indestructible Tower of the Ring has long since had their shadow.

We've said enough.

Sandra, it's time for you to leave! ”

"The book in the fifth row and the fourth column of the third bookshelf has what you need."

Count Sicommel, apparently understanding why his daughter and most loyal knight would venture back to the ruins, said in a crisp tone:

"Sandra, you must re-establish the traditional power of the Sico Hussars by re-signing a guardianship contract with the Spirit of the Mountains as Count Sico, and the ritual items for the contract are in the ancestral tombs of the Sikomel family.

It's been destroyed by war, but you must find the Wood Grail again!

Without the blessing of the mountains and forests, the rebuilding of the hussars was destined to be nothing more than an empty shelf that could not stop any evil.

Valland."

"In!"

The vulture knight straightened his waist and looked at his former lord with his sword in his hand, and the old earl, who had become the lord of Hades, said in a dumb voice:

"Guard my daughter, as you guard me, as you guard your glory."

"I swear!"

The knight replied in a deep voice.

"Hurry up, the call of death is imminent."

Mrs. Sicomel's spirit continued to vibrate, and she showed a pained expression, screaming and scolding:

"Get out of here! Never set foot in this ruin in the night, their eyes will roam the ruins of death under the night, and we can control the undead under the city, but when the time comes when we will inevitably separate, you must aim your weapons at us! ”

"How can I save you?"

Little Sharon flew over and took in her bosom the large, locked-up book of which her father had spoken, and before she was carried out of the study by the Valand Knight, she screamed:

"Tell me! Tell me at least one way! Father, Mother! Tell me! ”

"Rest alone is the best blessing for the dead, my child."

The old earl's deep voice echoed and surged in the darkness, and with a suppressed desire for destruction, he said:

"When we meet again on the battlefield, please purify us with your own hands."

"Bang"

One by one, the doors of the Broken Castle closed in the cold wind, and a layer of cold black frost rose from the surface of the earth as Sharon watched, quickly sealing all paths into it.

This represents a farewell.

It also represents a seal for the self.

This is enough to prove that the old Earl and his wife still maintain the last of their sanity and sobriety, but as they say, as the awakened, after the forced order has been given, it is difficult for them to make a resolute confrontation.

"We must leave, Sharon."

The Valand knight listened intently to the movements around him.

The unsettling agitation was already creeping in, and it seemed that the entire ruins of Sico were being "brought to life" in a terrifying way by the call of some force, and he had to take the Count of Sharon out before things became irreparable.

To his surprise, Sharon Jr. didn't beat his chest on the spot to die or live.

On the contrary, she was very calm, holding the book in her arms that contained the armor and weapons forging diagrams of the hussars, and after taking a deep breath, she took the initiative to step in the opposite direction.

"I thought you were going to cry, Lord Count."

The Valand knight hurried to follow, and he whispered:

"You used to like to cry your nose in front of your parents."

"I'm crying, Valander."

Sharon said with a stiff face:

"But I'm a vampire, and vampires don't shed tears, and that's a good thing, so that no one can see my weak side, and we must rush back to the mountains and forests to gather the elders of the tribe, and my father wants me to reforge the guardian contract between the hussars and the spirits of the mountains.

He didn't actually think about admitting defeat!

He also wanted to see the proud hussars gallop across the land of Transencia once again!

I had to do it all for him. ”

"But the family mausoleum has been badly damaged in the war."

The Valand knight said helplessly:

"We went in and saw that it was almost completely collapsed."

"Miss Dorothy of the Blood Rat Gang has been a grave robber before, and she must have a way to bring back the 'Wood Grail' that her father mentioned from the collapsed tomb."

Little Sharon blinked her blood-red eyes, and she said:

"Also, I'd like to invite the witch hunters of the Church of Avalon to come and observe our rituals."

"Nope! This is not in line with tradition! ”

Valand immediately blew up.

The old-fashioned and solemn mountain knight said in a deep voice:

"Our hill people have been at odds with the Old Religion for hundreds of years, Lord Earl, and they have been dishonoring our traditions by declaring our ancient faith to be a branch of the Avalonian sect! Our faith has been around much longer than the old bullshit. ”

"Alas, Valander, we are all like this now, and the old religion has been buried in the pile of old papers of history, so what's the point of dwelling on this?"

Little Sharon whispered:

"I now hope that the witch hunters' nonsense is true, which means that the power of their faith can be used by us, and that the faith of the mountain people, combined with the rituals of the Old Religion, may benefit both sides.

You've heard the warnings of your father and mother.

The situation we are facing is too serious, and now is no longer the time to dwell on the past, and since I am the current Earl of Sico, I have command over this mountain forest and the mountain tribe.

I said I'd invite President Natalie and her followers to come and observe our ceremony!

I've made up my mind!

If that elder has a different opinion, let him go directly to the Crimson Keep and appeal to Governor Murphy! That's it, I have to tell Murphy what we've just gathered, it's going to help him. ”

——

"Ah, what a headache! How the hell is this dusk like pulling a turnip, pulling out one and bringing out a bunch! ”

In the Vulture Corridor of the Scarlet Keep, Murphy, who had finished talking to Little Sharon, was as calm as water, and Lord Rao was always optimistic but was also overwhelmed by what had happened in the past two days, and even wanted to take Trith out in an open-top car.

The filthy swamp in the south and the city of Sike in the north actually have such unscientific things as the undead legion, and now Sharon has confirmed from the old earl that this is the handiwork of "Dusk".

Combined with the previous interrogation records of the plague rat king Zweig, it can be confirmed that the time and method of Dusk's arrangement in Transcia have far exceeded Murphy and Tracy's imagination.

To make matters worse, there seems to be a part of this that has to do with Tracey.

This makes Murphy have to pay attention to both the public and private levels immediately.

But he also knew that at the current stage where the Crimson Keep had just completed its hunt for the gnolls and was ready to move to construction, he simply didn't have enough resources to solve these two problems quickly.

Not to mention the filthy swamp, the undead legion in Siko City alone is already a problem that cannot be solved at all.

Seaco City is not a "little country town" like Cadman City.

The city had nearly half a million men before it fell, and the plague had killed the best of the Portian Confederacy.

"No, even if I send out all the places I have now, I can't gnaw this bone by relying on the player's life for three days."

Murphy was quick to decide.

He had to call for help from an "outside force".

Of course, it couldn't be the wolf girl or Marshal Loren, so those two guys wouldn't use their precious power for these things.

The truth is brutal.

If Transcia can't withstand the gnoll rage, then the elites of both sides will have to keep protecting their borders, and helping their neighbors in this situation is not a decision that a normal commander can make.

So, Murphy plans to ask for the help of another "Golden Thigh".

"When it really comes to this kind of death, it is really only 'my own family' that can be relied on."

His Excellency the Governor spread his wings at the entrance of the cloister and flew silently over the inner city that had been completely cleared by the witch hunters.

The tents of the Adventurers' Guild are well planned to stand here, and some of the young people who have been transferred are building relatively sturdier and more habitable wooden huts.

President Natalie also wanted a sturdy and beautiful stone house, but unfortunately the team of the Grey Beaters and the Brick Mover was still busy on the collective farm, and they would have time to build a house for the New Avalon Church in the next phase.

Murphy looked farther out into the night, which was still empty.

But the "residential complexes" of several boxy, three-story buildings that have already taken shape and are about to be tested in late autumn and early winter in Translasia, and if they can maintain good warmth, then the lord will not have to worry about surviving the winter.

He desperately hoped that everything would go well, after all, this long-suffering land really needed some good news.

A minute later, Murphy landed lightly in the camp of the Knights of the Blood Alliance.

It was also empty, and Murphy knew that the Reserve Blood Knights and their servants would be practicing against their young players in the fight club to hone their skills, and the leader of the advance team, Miss Leenia, had stepped out of her tent.

The archer, carrying his large bow and being heavily armed, seemed to be about to go out "hunting".

"What are you and Maxim doing at night?"

Murphy asked with a strange look in his eyes:

"Going out on a date?"

"I guess."

The Knight of the Archer snorted and replied with great disdain:

"Whoever made you Transthea have too many troubles to deal with, I'm going to go with him to the Under Armour Hills tonight.

I heard that there were wolf venom cubs running from the Cato area attacking the convoy.

Perhaps a remnant of the Greypaw faction. ”

"Well, it's hard work."

Murphy sincerely thanked the proud archer in front of him, but then he said with a serious face:

"I need you to help me contact the Knights of the Blood Alliance, I have some important news for your leader."

"Lady Yvette must have gone out for fun, and I suggest you come by in the early hours of the morning."

Leania replied simply:

"Madame doesn't want to be disturbed while she's enjoying her erosive pleasures, and believe me, lord, you don't want to be so handsome that you want to be remembered by a golden-rank madwoman hunter who is always hungry."

"Is it really okay for you to be so poisonous to your elder?"

Murphy spat out, then shook his head and corrected:

"I'm not asking you to contact Lady Yvette, I'm going to talk directly to Lord Pa Ying, I know you have a secret technique in your hand that can connect to the Blood Alliance Clan Headquarters."

"It can't be!"

Leania immediately refused:

"It's not in order! Anyone who wants to meet the Lord needs to make an appointment fifteen days in advance, not because the Lord is really busy, but mainly because his personality is like this, he likes to be organized in everything. What's more, there are more vampires on the mainland who want to see the lord.

Despite your special status, with all due respect, Lord Murphy, the Lord will not look at you differently because of your titles.

Because that's the rule!

I can help you report now, and you will be able to see the Lord in half a month. ”

"Nope! I'm going to see him soon, and I'm sure His Holiness will take the initiative to talk to me tonight. ”

Murphy rubbed his neck, and whispered to the unbelieving archer in front of him:

"You only need to say two words to him. Twilight. ”

(End of chapter)