The rider read the letter and handed it to a companion. Then he stroked the falcon on his arm and looked at the city in the distance and said, "The city of Oron seems to be finished." Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother has won the bet. ”

"That's true. Another companion replied. "We can now start writing a reply to the Queen Mother. Come to think of it, our letter will be quoted in history books like 'The Fall of Oren', and we will be able to go down in history, hahahahaha......haha

"Well, I don't think the vampire rumors are a good fit...... It's too mysterious a rumor......"

"It's okay, delete this paragraph. Anyway, it's just a rumor with no evidence! We're just responsible for reporting what we've seen. ”

......

Karl stumbled into the basement of the Grand Temple, sword in hand.

It's over, it's over. The whole city was full of cries and fires. The greenskins are like a wave of destruction, and at this moment the city has been completely submerged. Karl had just gathered some men around the Great Temple, and had scored a pointless small victory in the counter-offensive. But soon the greenskins of the brigade heard the news and destroyed Karl's most stubborn resistance with their numerical superiority.

Carl now began to regret that he hadn't practiced his magic properly. If he can use magic proficiently, maybe he will have a chance to kill him. But if someone had advised him to practice more magic two years ago, he would probably have scoffed at it, and could even refute it with a big reason: "There are so many mages in the church, if the situation is so bad that the archbishop needs to go into battle to cast spells, then the situation will be hopeless." ”

But that's just an excuse. Practicing magic is boring and exhausting, where is there a lot of fun with women, and the wine pool is fun?

This is the underground of the Grand Temple, which was originally a natural cave, but was accidentally discovered during the excavation of the basement, so it was naturally put to use. Even the origin of all this catastrophe, the antimatter engine, was placed here.

Carl can only pray now that he can stay here a little longer. Although he knew that the green skin would definitely come, he was too tired and tired, and his body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to move.

Unfortunately, fate seems to be working against him. Carl didn't even catch his breath when he saw a group of greenskins enter the basement and swagger in from the front.

There were not many greenskins, less than ten, and the leader was a large orc. Seeing Karl sitting on the ground covered in blood, the orc leader roared, and a group of men immediately swarmed up.

Carl reluctantly swung his sword in response. He wasn't a skilled warrior, much less a skilled magician. But that's not to say that five or six orcs would be able to defeat him. He leapt into the middle of the greenskin, unleashing a barrage of unruly but swift attacks.

Like the miracle that all desperate people encounter in a desperate fight, the Grim Reaper actually passes by him. Carl's cloak outperformed the heavy armor, helping him offset a large portion of the damage, but after all the greenskins fell, his arms, neck, and legs began to bleed.

He was looking forward to defeating the Queen's boss like he had defeated the other Greenskins. But this fantasy didn't last long, and when he stabbed a sword, the target suddenly disappeared, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the other party was already close to him. Then a ferocious blow struck him in the stomach, causing his eyes to blush and the sky darkened.

More blows followed. Each blow was heavy and accurate, giving him more dizziness and pain, eventually leaving him unconscious.

I don't know how long it was, but when Carl came to his senses, he found himself on his back on the ground. A powerful foot rested on his chest, but it didn't belong to the greenskinned orcs.

He looked down his feet and saw a vampire's face engraved with anger and hatred.

"Archbishop Karl. Tell me, who can't see the sun tomorrow now?"

The foot on Carl's chest made him feel terrible pain, but it also made him happy. The vampire didn't kill him? yes, the vampire knew who he was! He wouldn't be killed easily, because he was valuable...... Very valuable......

Then he saw the vampire pull out a bottle.

"Remember the drug?" the vampire gestured to him, and Carl recognized it as the stimulant he had used by chance. It is true that this thing can only be used occasionally, because any woman who has used this thing will not live for a few days. But that's just for the average human, and for Carl, it's just a stimulant with almost no side effects. "I found it in your secret room. It's a dereliction of duty to not hide such a precious medicine well!"

The twisted smile on the vampire's face resembles a mythical angel of hell, and Carl suddenly realizes what the other party is up to. He tried to struggle, but the vampire knelt down and strangled Carl's arm with his knee and the crook of his arm. With a sharp pain and a crunching sound of broken joints, Carl's arm was completely torn. But that's just the beginning. Carl didn't even have time to scream for his pain, and his body was immediately turned over. One by one, his limbs were torn off by the vampires.

"Rest assured, rest assured, it's just interest. The vampire flipped Carl over again, facing on his back.

"I know that this drug is just an ordinary stimulant to you. The vampire put the bottle in Karl's face so he could see it clearly. "But that means normal taking. You know, if this thing is injected directly into your body...... Infused into your flesh, even into your spinal cord and brain...... Don't worry, I won't kill you, at least not for the time being! I've prepared this kind of thing for you......"

In Karl's trembling gaze, the vampire took out a thin tube, one end of which was unusually sharp, it was a special piercing tool, I don't know where the vampire got it. When Carl pondered the vampire's words, his face turned to ashes.

"Last summer, you violently gave this medicine to a woman!" the vampire continued.

Karl didn't answer, he licked his gray lips, his eyes losing their luster from pain and fear. His muscles writhed painfully along his torso, like ropes.

"Others are insignificant to you, ready to die to please you. Because you are more powerful, stronger, and more powerful. And according to your logic, it is natural for the weak to sacrifice for the strong, and you will not have any uneasiness and regret. The vampire said calmly. "But now, your city has been destroyed by me, and your power and your army have been reduced to smoke. You don't have any strength other than yourself, and your strength is too weak in front of me. I know that you will not repent of what you have done, because in your eyes, the creatures of this world are as lowly as ants. So, I don't want to listen to your confession, I don't need your explanation. I have conquered you now, I am much stronger than you, and you are going to please me with all the life you have left. With every second of fear and pain left of your life!"

When the vampire tried to make a move, Carl let out an inhuman cry of pain and despair.

......

Ashrufat stopped his mount. Nightmare Marco is much better than the boars, at least not in a temper tantrum. The city of Ornon in the distance is still burning in the night sky, and the Greenskins are doing whatever they want as conquerors, indulging in the ecstasy of victory and plunder, and they haven't even noticed that their boss is gone.

It's no wonder that the discipline of the Green Skins is very chaotic in itself, and after the victory, everyone is busy with the things at hand, and they don't even think of such an incredible thing as "the boss is gone" in their simple heads. It's normal for the boss to not be able to find it for the time being, he must be busy with a few boys in a corner of the city.

"Master, you've won!" said Carrie happily in her mind. "The mission was successfully completed, and the antimatter engine was completely scrapped. ”

"But I don't feel the joy of victory. Ashrufat stared at the city that was still burning. Did he really win? Why didn't he feel any victory in his heart? "Is this really my victory? Or is it just a greenskin's victory?"

"Victory is victory! Master, these words of yours are too illogical. Carrie retorted. "You've won this crucial battle, and if Kotoshin-sama were still alive, I'd be glad of your accomplishments. You must know that you have not only destroyed one of their important items, but also eliminated one of them, and you are truly my master. ”

"I just think...... I just thought ......" Ashrufat wanted to answer, but found himself unable to answer. He could only turn back lonely.

"Master, you are feeling lonely. Maybe it's because I've been with Greenskin for too long. ”

"Really...... Lonesome...... Is it?"

"Well, anyway...... Let's go with the original plan and find the one of your kind who survived. Anyway, he's your youngest kindred, so it's worth meeting him. If you can, it's much better to have a companion than to be alone. ”

"He did not die in the Battle of Kalean...... Is it a deserter?"

"No, not necessarily. The battlefield is ever-changing, who knows what to do. However, you are also right, although they are the same kind, if you don't get it right, you may be your most dangerous enemy. Oh, and look at our loot. Take the bag out. ”

Ashrufat took out his pocket and poured out three things from it. It was Rohr's sword, Wendini's head, and Carl's cape. All three of these things were left behind at Carrie's suggestion.

The sword and cloak were fine, but Wendini's head was full of shiny oddities, and Ashrufat had not had time to deal with them. But this time he could search carefully.

"The host...... See that glittering piece of metal in there, isn't it? It's a database chip, you dig that thing out, be careful, don't break it...... And this, that thing that looks like a flash ball, that's a wide-area detection device! You have to be careful with this one so you don't break it...... Cut, several other parts were destroyed...... Control chip ...... This one is probably okay, keep it...... The rest seems to be useless, so throw it away. ”

Ashrufat did as he was told, and in the blink of an eye, he had left a few small and strange things in his hands. He could see that this thing was so delicate that he couldn't imagine that such a thing could be made.

"What's the use of these?" asked Ashrufat.

"Not at the moment......" Carrie replied. "Interfaces are needed. But you might as well keep it for now, maybe one day you'll come across an interface that works. ”

"What......" Ashrufat wanted to complain, but after thinking about it, he forgot it. After all, this thing is not big, just throw it in the travel bag.

"Let's go, master. Embark on our new journey. In her mind, Carrie declared loudly and energetically.

"I'm sorry. Ashrufat looked at the lonely grave not far away and whispered. Last summer, he buried a portion of his ashes here. "I can't laugh yet, but when I can, I'll be sure to come back and sing you a song. As I promised. ”

He put on the cloak and shouted into the distance, "Mimialu!" and his scout scurried through the trees at a rapid pace, jumping onto the Nightmare Pony's back.

"Mimilu, let's go. Ashrufat said to Mimilu behind him.

"Master, no problem, Mimilu is ready. ”

......

In a brightly lit room, Ylan was sitting in a chair, staring ahead. In front of her, there was a scene playing, it was a battle footage.

There was a sound of the door opening from behind, and someone walked behind Yilan, but Yilan didn't look back.

"Ylan, are you still watch......ing? Defeating Wendini is amazing, no wonder Carl is finished. But you've seen it enough. Someone outside asks you, Carl is dead, what are you going to do next?"

"What should I do? What else can I do? Continue according to the original plan! Just change an agent. I said earlier that Carl is a waste, there is no point in dying and living, and even better if he dies. ”

"But he's one of us...... after all"

"That's why that guy makes me feel more disgusting. A guy who hasn't even completed his basic education can make do with us......" Yilan replied without raising his head.

"I want you to know what you're doing. The visitor shrugged. "Because of your health, the committee was very accommodating to you, but this time it was a failure. The antimatter engine is over, and although it's a chicken rib, it will still make many people unhappy. ”

"I know what I'm doing. Ylan flipped a switch on the table. The scene starts again, a battle scene from Undine's point of view. The picture was shot very carefully, and Ashrufat's every move, and even every subtle expression on his face, was clear. Ylang pressed a switch, and the picture froze, which was the action of Ashrufat's last sword, and in the center of the picture was his determined eyes and indomitable momentum at that moment.

"How handsome......" Yilan lazily cupped her face with her hands. "It's exciting......" she whispered to herself.