The goblins, finding the "meat" in their path, attacked without hesitation. Demur had not yet risen above the treetops, and the vampires could not yet fear to be burned by its rays, but the clear day constrained them, for it was difficult to fight without seeing the enemy. Fortunately one can adapt to anything, including fighting blind. The attackers were thrown back, and then surrounded and destroyed. There were a few serious injuries.
A couple of girls, who actively started the fight and jumped almost into the center of the goblin squad, were pretty much plugged by spears and arrows, and were still lying there, not fully recovered from their wounds. The most serious casualty was the guy who had taken a fire arrow to the chest.
Naturally from another vampire. In general, vampires blinded by bright light were more dangerous to themselves than their opponents. And friendly fire, in all its manifestation, and jumping to the wrong place, and even one broken tree and his forehead against it, when the vampire who ran quickly did not notice the obstacle on the way.
There was no new information from the blood, none of the wounded vampires were going to die, and Leonid laid his victorious but battered army to rest. By evening everyone was fine and they reached the village without incident.
Having heard the story about the difficulties of the campaign, Alexander only laughed. And said that since everyone had rested so well, they were going to work under Olga's command. The wounded were naturally released from her, but the plan of the village underwent another change.
Somehow no one took care of the hospital. Since the only known way to treat vampire wounds was blood, the injured were placed in the dining room, and Olga, cursing everyone, was looking for a place to build a hospital. In the end it was decided to combine it with Maria's household and the place for the building was allocated on the eastern edge of the village. The rest of the night went as usual.
As soon as everyone had gone to bed in the morning, the headman Peskov arrived. And immediately asked to meet with Mr. Knight, not with his colleague. Mocking the fussy man with a bad word and yawning desperately, Alexander received him half an hour later in the tower. Though the word "received" didn't really fit here.
After all, the headman had been waiting for him in the room used by vampires for such official receptions, and it turned out that the knight had come to the headman, not the other way around. Fortunately, the locals had no problems with such mishaps, and the headman waited patiently without showing any surprise.
When Alexander entered, he poured water from a jug.
- I'm listening to you, my good man.
The headman bowed low and froze, obviously not knowing how to continue the conversation. Finally he made up his mind.
- Sofka. My daughter...
Alexander gestured that he understood who he was talking about and the headman could continue.
- The healer said that she was a burden.
The vampire only laughed nervously in response to this statement. The story of the rape dragged on and on, and at the moment when everything seemed to be over, another act was added.
- What do you want from me, my good man? - The vampire finally asked.
- She is now completely disgraced. No one will take her as a wife. Not even with money. Everyone will mock her. I beg...
- Bring your daughter here. If she's pregnant, she'll live in our village.
Why make the headman beg when it's clear what he wants? You can be generous. Especially a human pregnant by a vampire, who will she give birth to? She's better off living here.
- Can we marry her off to her father? I'll pay back all the money!
- That's impossible, my dear. Father has committed a crime against us and if we find him, he will be executed on the spot.
Seeing the headman's surprise, the knight continued.
- I told you right away that he was a scumbag. Don't hesitate, bring the daughter!
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