"Touch!" A knight covered in blood stains burst into the door that was knocked open. "Lord Idegura, the outer court has completely fallen into the enemy's hands. Organized armed ghouls, this is unprecedented force. Nearly 600 ghouls are biting our companions, and their numbers continue to increase."
Idegula's cigarette swayed up and down in his mouth and shouted, "Watson!"
An old man dressed as a butler walked out from behind Idegula. From the silver Benetton badge on his left collar and his aged appearance, it can be inferred that he is a butler of the Arlingo family, also known as Idegura, an ordinary human. After bowing slightly and bowing, he said, "Lord Lincoln, we will arm and organize the Ghouls. This may be a 'great' idea from the vampire Count Denis. The outer court has fallen, and now only eight knights and all vampire weapons are gathered in the inner court. They probably have plans to completely annihilate us, but... 'Andrew is still here'."
While Idegura was still considering, a voice came from afar: "Ahahaha! Have you passed urination yet? Have you finished praying to the gods? Have you been hiding in a corner of the room, trembling and preparing for death? There's still some time to commit suicide, why don't you take action yourself? Hahaha~"
"Watson."
"Lord Lincoln, do you have any instructions?"
"Teach them a good lesson!"
"Yes, mylord."
At this moment, Joanna led the vampires up. "Where's Andrew?" Idegula asked Joanna in her usual tone.
"Well, the master said he wants to be alone and quiet."
"That guy..."
Watson interjected, "Miss Victoria, let's go find those guys outside to collect the debt first! Let them understand how expensive Benetton's tuition fees are."
Idegura looked at Watson with an excited expression and whispered, "Crazy Watson!" As Watson led the other vampires out of the room, Idegura noticed that Monica did not follow. Looking at Monica still hesitating in place, Idegula said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to fight, just have them. If you force yourself up, it's just hindering their battle. You just stay and rest well."
Looking at Idegula, who was full of confidence, Monica asked in confusion, "Why?"
Idegula, sitting in the chair, had her legs curled up and swayed, and her cigarette was also trembling up and down. Her gaze outside the door did not shift to Monica, but she responded, "Are you asking 'why do you trust them so much?' or 'why do you treat you this way?'"
Monica remained silent, and Idegula also did not answer. Undoing the prolonged silence was the act of standing up, dressed in a male suit and covered in a dark gray vest over an ivory shirt. Idegura displayed her figure as a woman. She looked at the others inside and said, "Let's go outside. We can't leave everything to others."
The vampire battle line formed in a horizontal row, preventing the ghoul from moving forward. As a human, Watson Silk was no worse than the vampire holding a sword beside him, and even his spear was even more brutal. More than 600 ghouls continue to charge forward, treating the decomposed companions on the ground like carpets. Among the active ghouls were also members of the original Knights of Benetton. The blue armor of the sky made those who had worked together feel sad, but the vampires at the forefront did not feel that way.
After a long period of futile efforts, the ghouls finally pushed their front line back a bit. But the vampires did not attack and remained in their original positions. Because the other party seems to have something to say.
"I didn't expect you to be able to withstand such a powerful undead army. It's really unexpected," said a man with a smile as he walked out of the scattered ghoul.
Standing in the center, Watson naturally replied, "Using the prowess of ghouls to create troops is a great way to recycle and reuse waste, but this level is still far from the 'undead army'."
"Hehehehe! Hahahaha! We should be the invincible army in the world! Hahaha! All of this is according to Lord Denise's wishes, and the ultimate goal is to 'snipe the vampire Andrew'! Hehehehaha! My brother is probably eating the vampire Andrew as a feast now!" The man standing among the ghouls covered his upper face and laughed wildly.
Joanna only nervously said, "What should I do? Master..." Before she could finish speaking, she turned around and planned to go to the basement to support Andrew.
"Don't try to interfere with my brother's work, stay here obediently! Attack!" With a command, the zombies, who had stopped moving, began to move again. This time, they came forward with even more fierce momentum, but still without any tactical use.
Watching the vampires stumbled by the ghostly creatures, Idegura drew a thin sword from the knight beside her. Standing on the steps, watching all the battles happening in the field.
"Lord Lincoln, let's go and support Lord Heikinin now."
"No need!"
Several knights who had already turned around were puzzled by the leader's words as if he had abandoned his subordinates. They only heard Idegura slowly say, "They will have to wait another 100000 generations to take the title of Chief Vampire from Andrew. Let's deal with this matter first." After that, they walked down the steps step by step, intending to join the battle.
The knights stopped Idegura's movements and said, "Lord Arlincoln, let's leave the battle to us."
The remaining knights finally joined the battle circle, but had no impact on this battle. The power gap between knights and vampires makes them less effective, but the speed at which knights join forces to fight against ghouls cannot be underestimated.
Monisha, standing next to Idegula, watched the back and forth in the center of the field. Some vampires stepped forward and engaged in a melee, with only a few consolidating behind. This kind of attack is like several fierce tigers attacking a pack of wild dogs. Although the number difference is quite large and the opponent is not a simple guy, it is completely compensated for by stronger strength.
The splashing blood and flying limbs caused Monica to feel a nauseous sensation, from her stomach all the way to the part of her brain. The atmosphere of the battlefield was not what she was accustomed to, let alone the struggle between monsters. And all of this reminds her of that night
Suddenly, with a sharp scream, Joanna seemed to be going crazy, unsure when the weapon that had disappeared from her hand made her wave her hands to attack. Her red eyes were like beasts, and the ghoul could never withstand a single blow under her hands.
Watson saw Joanna's expression, but only smiled and said, "Has Andrew lifted the seal? Has the most vicious vampire exposed his fangs? Hehehehe!"
Several main vampires laughed even happier when they saw such a situation. "Hahaha! Let these rookies see what it means to be a 'true vampire struggle'!" The vampire in a frenzy of laughter was thrown to the ground by a large group of ghouls.
Unconscious monsters like hungry ghosts bit the group still laughing wildly, while the affiliated vampires on the side showed anxious expressions. In no time, they all lost consciousness like Joanna, sweeping through the surrounding ghouls like crazy warriors. Even after defeating the ghoul, they would bite their bodies and lick their blood.
The vampire led by the other party was shocked to see such a situation. We are preparing to organize the Ghouls for a tactical attack.
Only Watson, who still has clear consciousness but should also be listed as abnormal, slowly approaches. The ghouls who rushed forward time and time again had only one ending under his hands, torn apart like a rag. With a strange gaze, sharp tiger teeth, and an evil smile, one can feel that he is more like a vampire than a vampire. Unfortunately, he is an ordinary human, a human who will grow old and die.
The ghostly creatures rushing up covered his figure, and then the bright red color poured out like opening the curtain of blood. The male protagonist in the center of the stage allows the foul smelling liquid to flow through the wrinkles on his face, making it difficult to see any signs of aging in this elderly person. Only a joyful or evil smile can be seen on his face. "Have you passed urination yet? Have you finished praying to the gods? Have you been hiding in a corner of the room, trembling and mentally preparing for death? There is still some time to commit suicide, should you do it yourself? I strongly recommend it! Hmph, haha~"
In this place where a large group of ghouls were gathered, the vampires who were supposed to be at the bottom turned into a black mist and escaped. When the black mist gathers again, it is like a vicious dog from hell destroying the ghoul approaching it, or countless bats attacking the ghoul.
The vampire led by the other party, fearless of death, raised his long sword and rushed forward, stabbing the evil dog closest to him.
The vicious dog pierced by the long sword did not emit any pleasant howls, but instead sneered and integrated the long sword into its own body. A big hand reached out from the mouth of the vicious dog and caught the vampire attacking him.
Amidst the laughter, the hungry ghosts who were originally biting others were swallowed by another group of stronger hungry ghosts. Monica, standing next to Idegula, was so frightened that she fell to the ground and looked at the scene she couldn't believe in front of her. In my impression, Joanna should have the same hobby as herself for the clich é d term 'peace'. But now her power may not even be comparable to those of the main vampires present. The cruel expression and gaze are not inferior to those of Watson, who should be a human, and it also makes me feel cold. Idegula, on the side, was just holding a cigarette and silently watching everything in the room.
"Have you solved it too? Hehe hehe~" Monica looked at Andrew who suddenly appeared from behind, dragging a body that should be considered a 'human' in her hand. As long as she found his hands and feet
Except for the Knights of Benetton and the vampires standing still in the center of the field, everything else has already been lying flat and there will never be a chance to stand up again.
Monica looked at their smiles, listened to their laughter, and remembered hearing the same sound that night. "Ah~" The shouting, covering her face, covered everything up. When Monica realized she was' the same 'as them, she ran away without looking back.
"What day is this?"
Monica lay in the open coffin with her eyes open. This is inside a large clock tower in Platinum City, in a small room at the top of the tower, which is also the place where Yanni is preparing to come and run away from home.
According to Yanni, who led Monica here at the time, Yanni said, "This was the place where I hid from adults when I was a child, and not many people knew about it. Most of the time, I ate all my stored food before returning home. It could be considered my personal special small suite. During the restructuring of Platinum City, I privately organized this place for future use when I run away from home. However, since it's not necessary, you can come here to rest sometimes. But don't tell anyone else."
Of course, Monica also asked why she was preparing to run away from home? Yan Ni's answer was, "Men, sometimes you have to be good to them, but of course, when you should be bad, you still have to be bad. If he betrays me, then I will hide and make him anxious. If he doesn't pay attention to me, it also means our fate is over. So what's the point of staying together?"
Alas~A powerless answer, but it does indeed fit her style. From the past, Yanni has been such a personality that she will do her best to care for and take care of everything related to herself. Once you give up, it's even colder than anyone else. No matter how beautiful things may be, I never want this proud woman to take another look.
However, as a result, Monica was able to move a high-quality coffin and place it in this escape home's small suite. As a vampire, she sometimes sleeps in such a place with an inexplicable sense of relief, and she doesn't understand why.
Sitting up, Monica looked around at the simple decorations and listened to the sound of the gears in the clock tower outside. It's not a big deal for her to be hungry for about ten days, as she dominates the earth's veins. She can easily replenish the necessary essence and energy more easily than ordinary vampires. Although there is still a distance from the immortal realm of not eating or drinking.
But no matter how strong her strength is, it still makes her a bit empty. Staring at the ceiling outside the coffin, there was a familiar feeling of the dirty and slightly yellowish gray black, which reminded her of the ceiling she had seen twice. I was fortunate enough to see them both times for the same reason. Should I say that group of people are too cowardly? Or are you too stupid? Stupid enough to always be carried in by others.
Leaving the room, the huge gears were slowly moving towards each other. The semi transparent clock face reflects the moonlight outside, and the shadow of the huge pointer leaves long marks inside the clock tower. Monica walked from the small door on the side to the outside of the tower, with a pointer pointing to the position of "fifteen minutes past the hour". It was only then that two bright moons appeared in the sky at the same time. And the third moon, the Great River, has replaced the previous position of Meiyi, just showing its face.
Looking around, the clock tower, about five floors high, captured the view of the Platinum City buildings in Monica's eyes. Sitting on the protruding part of the tower edge, there is a clock face shining with moonlight behind it. Monica picked up one foot and held it, while the other foot swayed outside, feeling the strong wind at the top of the tower and recalling the past.
Do you remember the second time I saw that ceiling, it was also the end of that farce, the farce between vampires
"Hey~There's still someone alive here!"
"How could she hide in such a place? Ah! Lord Lincoln."
"Is there a survivor? It's her... take her back. Don't let her shine in the sun."
"But Lord Lincoln..."
"Do you have any questions?"
"No! No, there isn't."
Opening his eyes slightly, he saw the familiar ceiling. The ancient traces of gray with a hint of goose yellow indicate its age. This is the second time I have seen this ceiling' Have I survived again
Turning her head, a girl sat in the same place, but she was at a distance from Joanna's unique innocence. The sitting posture with raised feet, holding unlit tobacco, and the style of male attire all show her different tastes. But in such moments, Monica doesn't care so much.
"Did you wake up?"
Before Monica could react, those who were opened walked into a familiar face.
"Did Monica wake up?"
"You two..." Monica looked at Idegula and Sally sitting together with a different feeling.
Pulling up a chair, Sally sat by the bed. Three people stared with six eyes for a while, but no one spoke first.
The silence lasted for a long time. "Where's Andrew?" "Where's John Carroll?" Meanwhile, Edgula and Sally looked at each other awkwardly.
As if pulled back to the reality she had to face, Monica remembered the scenes and her expression became heavy. "Why are you asking me?"
Leaning his forward leaning body back in the chair, Idegura lit the cigarette. After taking a deep breath, he said, "You seem to be the only survivor in the battle between three professional guilds that roughly judged vampires above Lv90."
With a gentle sigh, Monica also softly recounted the final scene. Speaking of it later, she also sobbed, but even she didn't know why she had such a reaction.
But the other two remained unchanged, as if they had already known the ending of the story. Asking Monica was just to confirm.
With red eyes and tears rolling down her face, Monica's tone unconsciously became heavy. She asked loudly, "Can anyone tell me what's going on here? How did it start? How did it end? Why did you bring me in?"
After Idegula and Sally exchanged their gaze, they began to interact and state the facts they each knew.
Vampires are not creatures that existed before ancient times, they are just semi failed products under alchemy. And the original vampire was the Count of Arkansas D. Denis. And John Carroll is his son, and Festulena is the surname of John Carroll's mother. Andrew was the captain of the Guard Knights under the command of Count Denis. The friendship between the three was once so harmonious.
About 2500 years ago, Count Denis sought a method for immortality through ancient mystical techniques and extracted several elixirs called seeds. However, due to the unknown flaws in the thought system spells and mantra circles that must be used before taking the seed, he must have others to share the excessive power with him, otherwise he will inevitably perish. Therefore, he brought his most trusted son and Captain Guard to share the joy of obtaining eternal life together.
But no one expected that there were more flaws than just secrets, even seeds; Perhaps they were all cursed by the gods due to the fear of escaping death, but the result was that they all became the Night Clan who could not see the sunshine again. In such an eternal life, the personalities of the three individuals have changed and friction has also arisen. But the power each other possesses may be the key to lifting this curse, so no one dares to kill each other.
After a long time, the differences among the three people have become increasingly distant. John Carroll and Andrew are not very concerned about whether they can recover. But Count Denis is still searching for a way to gain complete power.
The three of them also explored ways to use their power for such a long time and gradually established their own power. But that is all happening under the shadow of history. But everyone who becomes a vampire gradually tends to have a darker personality, becoming destructive and bloodthirsty, so vampires are considered one of the symbols of evil in people's evaluations. Some people say that personality change is the result of becoming a vampire, but that is actually a confusion caused by aimless immortality, and the way they choose to vent is the worst.
Until recently, Count Denis seemed to have found a way. But the three of them, who have been separated for thousands of years, have no hope of peaceful reconciliation because their beliefs and perceptions have been different for a long time. In the eyes of the other two, Count Denis's wish was nothing more than a greedy person seeking more treasure.
This seventy year long struggle has officially begun. The intervention of religious power is due to vampires playing too much and causing too many innocent people to be harmed. Furthermore, Andrew also relied on the family of Arlington for special reasons, which led to the Bennett Knights being so deeply influenced.
On the evening of the summer solstice, when May was full, Andrew and John Carroll also decided to make a final decision on the deadline set by Count Denise for remedial measures. Although the title of Chief Vampire belongs to Andrew, there is no doubt that the three individuals at the summit of vampires have the power to knock each other down, but they cannot completely solve it. So John Carroll decided to cooperate with Andrew and work together to restrain Count Denis until morning, because sunlight was the only thing that could completely kill them.
Although they have all promised to find a way to come back, everyone knows from the bottom of their hearts that the possibility is very slim. Perhaps the first three people have all disappeared from the world. As for why they were able to make such a decision, no one understands. Everyone only knows about 'don't disobey their orders', because everyone can be considered their' descendants'.
It should be time for the internal farce of the vampires to come to an end now, and the remaining vampires, under the leadership of Sally, agreed to accept the proposal of the Knights of Benetton to no longer disturb ordinary humans. After all, even bloodthirsty people will get tired of the bright red after watching it for a long time, and this war has lasted too long. Although seventy years is just a blink of an eye for a vampire, it is enough.
"The next step is the aftermath work. In the future, we may also gather the remaining vampires to form an organization. On the one hand, it is to unite the vampires, and on the other hand, it can be considered a constraint on everyone not to easily start such a war." Sally looked at Monica and said this vision.
"That's right, your matter is over, let's switch to our matter. Most humans still hold a grudge against vampires, especially the group of people in the Catholic Papal Hall. Because attacking you is one of their ways to stabilize their power, it is necessary to deal with them. The formal struggle of humanity is about to begin," Idegura analyzed on the side.
After listening quietly to all of this, Monica still sat on the bed holding her legs, burying her head, without making any sound. For a long time, she slowly said, "So what does all of this have to do with me...? And why did they make such a choice?"
After thinking for a while, Sally finally replied, "I'm tired of living, or maybe it's for someone... Who can truly know what's on their minds? But you're the closest to John Carroll, and you should be able to understand his emotions. I've been out of his control for too long..."
"I want to leave..."
"Really..." Sally stared straight at Monica, then sighed and made a helpless expression before saying, "I just hope you can remember one thing, 'You still have a place to come back.' After speaking, Sally left in her usual style, never giving anyone a time to ask.
And Idegura also followed suit, leaving only Monica in bed
Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, the past was just a burden to cherish.
Lying her cheek against her curled knee, Monica hummed an unknown tune with her swinging left foot hanging outside. In such a peaceful atmosphere, merge consciousness into the deep darkness.