Damon's sanity slowly returned to normal, and the memories of the nightmare faded. By the way, I haven't lived in this city for a long time, and I haven't gotten used to sleeping in this bed...... That's probably why I have nightmares. He struggled to convince himself of this reason, only to find that his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Am I still scared?, he couldn't help but laugh a little self-deprecatingly. He knew that his betrayal would play a decisive role in the battle that would follow. As soon as the battle began, the vampires had an overwhelming advantage.

The Hama warriors fought valiantly - while Kaedasa was a real bastard, his soldiers were fierce. They held their ground against the undead legion on both sides, until the Queen's Vampire himself led the Black Knights behind them and swept across the front with powerful black magic. If Damon had made a different decision at that time and hadn't switched, maybe they would have been able to defeat the vampire.

However, he also knew that if he didn't choose to betray, then the vampires wouldn't accept the battle at all. Vampires have a hundred ways to drag the Hama to death. And it will cause more deaths and a more tragic situation.

When the vampires captured Mir City, the fate of the Hama was already decided. No, it should be said that this fate was already decided when the Bins accepted the deception of the Ryan people and agreed to "emigrate" to Sivania. But who is to blame for this? It was a decision adopted by the Council of Elders. Although Damon is a staunch oppositionist, he is powerless to save the day.

But flickering is just flickering after all. That Bayral doesn't look at the head of the battle plan, and no one can find fault with it. But the big battle was about to start, and he disappeared immediately, three points slippery than a loach. The same is true of the people of the church, and when the news of the fall of the city of Mir came, half of the magicians were inexplicably missing.

Damon already sensed that the whole move of the Bins to Sivania was a complete conspiracy. And Kedassa is the main supporter and promoter of this matter, as well as the main saboteur and betrayer of this matter. If it weren't for his actions, they would have been able to defeat the vampires and take over Sylvania. That bastard has received his due retribution - but the mess he left behind has been lost to someone else.

In any case, I at least protected my tribe. He comforted himself. Vampires are cruel and bloody, but at least they keep their promises. In fact, vampires are quite generous. A few days ago, the vampire accompanied him to the foot of the city, and then, in front of all his subordinates, promised to canonize the city and the nearby lands to Damon......

...... However, the vampires may not be able to hold Sivania, as the Ryans must have already mobilized their troops and prepared to make a move...... Without the Bin's containment, the Ryan people can mobilize the country's troops without any worries...... Damon thought about these things, and wanted to fall asleep again, but at this time, his eyes saw a dark shadow flash outside the window.

Some kind of warning suddenly jumped into his heart, an instinct tempered by years of fighting life. In the next moment, Damon had jumped out of bed, and had tidied up the quilt a little, piling it up into a disguise that seemed to be someone lying inside, while he was holding his sword and hiding in the corner of the room.

After just a few seconds of waiting, he saw a thin blade sticking out of the crack in the door, slowly and silently picking open the improvised lock. Then, very carefully, someone pushed the door open.

The guards outside did not make any sound. Either they were killed, or the uninvited guest cleverly took advantage of the brief gap in the patrol.

Damon was close to the wall, but for some reason, his heart was stable at this moment. On the battlefield, he personally charged into battle more than once, and I don't know how many times he let his life wander on the border of death. It was this experience that made him feel calm, like a stone statue, without making a sound.

A crossbow came in through the door. It wasn't a heavy weapon for the military, it was much smaller and much easier to carry. The arrow on the crossbow reflected the moonlight outside the window, clearly showing a blue color.

Professional Assassins, but it doesn't feel like ...... Standing in Damon's position, he could clearly see that the crossbow was trembling, and he couldn't even aim at the position of the bed. This shows that the shooter is very nervous. If it were a professional assassin, it would be absolutely impossible to make such a mistake. And for a target lying under the covers, the crossbow is really not a good weapon. Because under the cover of the quilt, it is difficult for outsiders to judge where the target's body is, and there is a high possibility of shooting crookedly, and the crossbow only has one chance to attack.

But in the blink of Damon's mind, the Assassin had already shot an arrow. With a slight cracking sound, the arrow hit the center of the quilt. The Assassin then rushed in, dagger in hand, and pounced on the bed.

In the next second, Damon swung his sword and attacked. The Assassin reacted quickly, stopping in time to fend off the sudden blow. But one side is ready to attack, and the other side is in a hurry, and the winner is decided under the battle. Damon knocked his opponent's weapon flying with a single blow and kicked him to the ground. The assassin rolled over and remembered, but received another blow to the head and immediately fainted.

"There are assassins!" a loud roar broke the silence of the night sky. In an instant, the guards from all sides were in action. There were sounds of running and shouting in all directions, and there were shouts of shouting and fighting in a few corners.

When the turmoil subsided, there were four more captives in Damon's room, and the one he knocked unconscious made a total of five. All five of them were forced to kneel in front of him in despair.

At a glance, it was clear that these five men were not professional assassins, as all five of them were underage teenagers. In fact, it was not a matter of effort to arrest them, and no one among Damon's guards was not even injured in the dogfight. The guards easily caught all of them.

The equipment of these assassins was also very simple, all of them had no armor, and each of them carried a dagger. The crossbow was their strongest weapon. After seizing it, Damon discovered that the crossbow was not very well made, and that its range and power were limited. If it weren't for the poison on the arrow, it would have been difficult for the weapon to kill even an armourless adult man.

"Why did you come to kill me, who asked you to come?" Damon asked, after carefully examining the Assassin's equipment.

"You're a traitor, you've betrayed our people!" the young man in the lead glared. "If it weren't for you, Master Kedasa wouldn't have died......!

"Traitor?" Damon interrupted with a sneer. The boys were familiar, he couldn't remember who they were, but he was sure that they all belonged to his tribe.

"I ask you, whose fault is it that the vampires have captured Mir City and controlled all the old and weak women and children of our clan? Who is responsible for this? Is it me on the front line, or is it the Kedasa closest to Mir?"

"But Lord Kedasa has always held on to the ...... of honor"

You've never seen him kowtow to a vampire and beg for mercy before he died! Damon cursed in his heart again! That greedy and stupid guy died at the hands of a vampire in such a cowardly manner.

"If I am a traitor, then I am a traitor for your sake. I became a traitor so that you could survive, not become part of the army of the vampire living dead! I became a traitor to protect you! Protect your father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, brothers, sisters! Without me, the vampires would kill you all and drive your corpses to fight!"

"You want honor, right? You want justice, right? I know that you are happy to die for justice and honor! But when you are surrounded by vampires, why don't you break through? Why do you want to hide there and wait, let me betray you in exchange for your deliverance?!"

His voice was not loud, but the anger and majesty contained in his voice overwhelmed the other party. Several teenagers lowered their heads and said nothing.

"If you think I'm dishonorable, then I'll give you special permission to leave! You don't have to endure dishonor with me! The vampire's slave barracks are waiting for you! You can try to resist the vampire, too! Maybe he will spare your life so that he can kill all your relatives before your eyes!"

These half-sized children were silent, and they were even more depressed than before.

"Where did you get in?" Damon began to change the subject of the other party's speechless look.

The interrogation was of course easily over. In fact, these boys are just hot-headed, not far-sighted, let alone experts. They just ran into a dead mouse and were lucky enough to come in from an unpatrolled corner.

Damon waved his hand and asked his men to take a few of the boys away. He didn't intend to punish these boys harshly, after all, rumors were now rife in the tribe against him. The title of traitor and traitor has long been on his head. Fortunately, those soldiers knew the cause and effect of the road, and always remained loyal to him.

When everyone was gone, he closed the door and let out a chuckle into the empty room.

"Come out, I know you're here. ”

A sound of surprise came from an inconspicuous corner of the room. Then, a shadow broke away from the darkness and moved towards the center of the room, changing color with each distance it moved. By the time we reached the middle of the room, the shadow had changed to a person.

In the moonlight outside the window, Damon clearly saw the mysterious man - it was a woman, wearing a piece of armor made of a mixture of metal and leather. This set of armor is not draped on the body like ordinary armor, but "attached" to the body. The female figure is clearly visible against the background of the armor. The mysterious man wears a slightly eccentric helmet on his head, and his nose and mouth are covered under the helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes.

In the moonlight, you can clearly see the mysterious woman's pale red, flame-like long hair. And the armor on her body is now blood-red in the moonlight.

"It's amazing that you can find me!" said the mysterious woman.

"I didn't notice you," Damon smiled, "but after those boys explained the route...... I knew that the first time I was warned was made. He looked at the suit of armor. Without any other evidence, the blood-red armor alone clearly showed that this woman was sent by vampires. But Damon isn't sure if the woman is also a vampire. "Duke Scarlet cares so much about me?" he asked.

"He doesn't want you to die so soon, so I'm here to make a cameo appearance as a bodyguard for the time being. The mysterious woman replied. "It won't be long though, your guards are very competent, and today is really just an accident. They are not familiar with the nearby terrain. ”