"You damn it...... Accardo ...... "The black vampire wielded her unsturdy umbrella and fought fiercely with her petite figure against the tall-looking Accardo.

Although his heart was full of anger, he gradually regained his senses. After all, he is a Dead Apostle who has lived for an unknown number of years, and he has a clear judgment about the current situation.

That is, although they will not cause much damage here, they will not achieve much results either. If Alcatel and the others get their own flesh and blood and cells, then the consequences will only be more serious.

Mass-produced vampires, even at just earl level, are enough to give any Dead Apostle a headache.

Well, excluding the freak of Fu Hailin, when dealing with a large number of enemies, Fu Hailin's strange body has a unique advantage.

'It's like this......' Alt Luki smelled the blood slowly wafting through the air, and suddenly realized that the fat major could never have come to this forest with such a few people.

Whatever his purpose for coming, he could never have been so careless when dealing with a Dead Apostle.

And most of the other troops he had brought with him, apparently at this moment, or some time before, were engaged in a battle with the master of the forest, the Fur Forest.

Even if they're already in this trouble now, it's even more troublesome if they make higher-level vampires. Altruki thought to herself.

As one of the princesses of the Dead Apostles, she has nothing but the interests of her own faction to consider. It is all the more important to consider the interests of the entire ethnic group. Obviously, the first targets of mass production of artificially created vampires to wage war are almost certainly the original vampires.

The damage caused by that time will be catastrophic for the already small number of native vampires. It is very difficult for vampires to reproduce, and their growth cycle is unimaginably long.

In the face of artificial vampires that can be manufactured in batches in a short period of time, in the war of attrition, they do not have the slightest advantage at all, but are all in a state of absolute disadvantage.

They must not be given anything that would strengthen them. Speed up something they research. Not even a drop of blood. Eltruki made a decision in her heart, and immediately put it into action.

'Brad, Stulut, we're ready to retreat......' via telepathic wires. Eltruki gave orders to her knights.

'Why. My Highness the Princess. these opponents. Not enough to scare us...... White Knight Brad said dissatisfied.

Despite his flirtatious appearance, his pride as a knight and a member of the Dead Apostle Council made him extremely dissatisfied with Kurohime's orders.

In his opinion. This order is simply a distrust of one's own strength and a desecration of one's own knightly creed.

But Stuluth, who was also a knight with him, had the exact opposite idea of him.

The Black Knight, who also adheres to the beliefs of knights, also abides by the knightly code set by the King of Knights, and is proud of it, does not hesitate to obey the orders of Eltruki as soon as possible.

'I obey your orders, my princess. In the Heart-to-Heart Connection, the stern knight said.

'Why, Stulut?!Don't you think it's a shame, you coward!' Brad snarled angrily over the wire. At the same time, the attack in his hand also became very violent according to his mood.

'This is the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Brad. Why, do you want to disobey your lord's orders?" the black knight said lightly.

From time to time, he glanced at his colleagues, and it seemed that as long as Brad's answers did not satisfy him, he could do something that ordinary people could not imagine at any time.

'Don't you have the pride of being a great knight?' Stuluth!' the White Knight asked, 'as a knight, don't you have the shame you deserve?!'

Hearing this, Sturrut glanced at him, relaxed his attack on the two witches, looked at Brad and said, 'Pride, shame, what is that?'

'If we fail to obey the orders of the Lord, then all that we knights have is useless!

Different values made two equally good knights have diametrically opposed views at this moment.

Looking at the two knights who were likely to continue endlessly, Eltruch interrupted anxiously, "My knights, now is not the time to discuss your chivalry, it's time to prepare to retreat......

......The white beast, which can't express its opinions in words, also shows its presence with its unique cry.

Then, the discussion of chivalry between the two knights ended without a hitch, interrupted by the First Dead Apostle and the Dead Apostle Princess.

Despite his dissatisfaction, Brad eventually obeyed Elt Luki's orders. Seeing Brad's reaction, Sturut naturally didn't have the idea of continuing to dwell on it, so he continued to block the witches while quietly looking for a retreat route.

And everything just now was carried out in a specially formed mental connection between the Black Hime Sect's Thinking Dead Apostles, and no one except the four of them knew what they had just said.

Although Alcatel, Silas, and the two witches who were fighting with them all felt something strange more or less through the enemy's movements. But before they really made a retreat move, no one thought that the proud Dead Apostle Princess would run away without the slightest sign of defeat.

Caught off guard, the others in the battle did not take the slightest response, and in a state of astonishment and shock, they watched the four Dead Apostles leave calmly.

"What to do, Nanoha?" asked the Void Witch, who didn't know what to do, with a strange expression, to the white tyrant beside her, who also had a wonderful expression.

"What else can I do, of course retreat......" Nanoha said with some frustration, obviously regretting the missed opportunity today.

"Also, our temporary allies seem to have some ill intentions towards us. Looking at Alcatel and the others who were not far away and were looking at the two of them, Nazi nodded and said in agreement.

"Then don't you go quickly......" Nanoha said angrily.

"Yes, my Highness ......" Nazi said with a smile, and the exaggerated salutation made His Highness, a tyrant with a high temperament, blush slightly. (To be continued......)