Chapter 203 Chapter 202 The Past of the Dark Baroness. Please Give Me a Monthly Vote! [115]

Chapter 203 202. The Past of the Dark Baroness - More updates from the leader, please vote for me! 【115】

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It was already night, and with the flapping of a pair of blood wings that were wider and more unrestrained than Murphy remembered, the still petite eldest lady was flying towards her clan, brought by the strong wind, followed by a chic, unique to the Blood Vulture clan. A "death drop" landing.

The flying black hair seemed to be the same as when she left a few days ago, but Murphy keenly noticed that she seemed to be a little taller.

From his chest to his shoulders, he is still a miserable little man.

"Have you grown taller?"

Mrs. Tracey also asked doubtfully, which proved that Murphy's eyesight was very good and he was not blinded by his change of profession as a "real-time strategy player".

"Well, Lord Paying helped me trace back the power of my bloodline and purify the blood of sinners again when I broke through the silver level. In fact, it could have been higher, but I'm used to this, so I controlled it."

The eldest lady answered in the same calm manner as before.

But compared to the indifference that once kept people away from thousands of miles away, she now has a lot of gentleness between her eyebrows, more like the escape she should have at this age, although the actual age of the eldest lady is already 30. .

She glanced at Adele again, winked at her good friend, then took a deep breath, bowed to Tris and said:

"Phemis Cecilia Lesembra, the silver-level psychic master, pays tribute to you and reports. Your Excellency, please allow me to return to the family line."

"Of course, Countess Under Armor, Transia will always be your hometown. We are now in a desperate situation and need your strength."

Tris played with the luxurious serenade cane in her hand and said something very stylish and majestic.

After Sarokdar's death, her resentment towards the past had dissipated, and she could finally have a sincere conversation with the girl in front of her with a complicated life experience.

"Hail, Countess."

Murphy also leaned over and saluted and said:

"The Earldom of Cadman has begun reconstruction. Considering the threat of the Black Disaster, the reconstruction of your territory may have to be delayed for a while."

"I don't care, Murphy."

Femis shook his head and said:

"The Under Armor Hills have never been a prosperous place. In fact, the same is true for the whole of Transia. People from other places call our place a barren place. The saddest thing is that we can't even find a reason to defend our hometown.

This is a really terrible place.

But now, the devastation of ten years of war has made it no different from a barbaric land. Besides, I am not very good at management and leadership. A title is enough. Let me continue to let you, the governor of Transia, act as my agent for my territory. . "

As soon as Femis finished speaking, Murphy's Lord System beeped and refreshed the information:

[The new managed territory ‘County of Under Armor’ has been added. Please inspect the territory as soon as possible to collect specific information about the citizens. The governance and management rights of the Transia region have been updated to: 2/3. The county of Xiko in the north of the region has not yet been explored. 】

"well."

Murphy sighed inwardly.

It is a good thing to get the new territory under trust, but he is currently very short of manpower. Not only the number of small players is not enough, but also the administrative managers who can be entrusted with responsibilities are not enough.

Miriam has already written a letter to her classmates, planning to send it to Port Chardeau through the channels of the Capet family to recruit as many professionals as possible to serve. Professor Malcolm also promised to invite some students and friends come over.

But with the "good name" of Transia region.

To be honest, even if he was generously given the temptation of title and power as reward, Murphy didn't have much hope for it.

Although stud is a kind of wisdom, and there is an old saying that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox, but considering that people from other worlds do not understand Chinese, it is difficult to say whether there are any big-picture warriors among the students of the Administration Department of the Chardeau Craftsman University. He is willing to take the risk of being blamed for the black disaster and come to Transia to "participate in the grand event" with Murphy.

"Don't be so gloomy, Murphy, I have brought assistance from Lord Paying and the Blood Alliance clan."

The eldest lady seemed to have guessed Murphy's troubles. She smiled and pointed to the convoy behind her. The ten vehicles were filled with various supplies from the Blood Alliance Knights, as well as some sophisticated armor and weapons, dwarf firearms and various Alchemy materials.

The most exaggerated thing is that the last two cars are equipped with some small machine tools.

It was used to make some precision tools, including a small bullet processing machine, which Lord Paying specially allocated from the logistics supplies of the Blood Alliance Knights.

It may not be of much use, but it is really a timely help for Transia at present! This alone is enough for Murphy to be grateful to Lord Paying, whom he has not yet met.

In addition to supplies, there were also 30 blood alliance knights and 60 armed blood servants who arrived with the convoy. To be precise, they were reserve blood knights and their retinues who were undergoing knight assessments.

There is no such thing as "blood servant" within the Blood Alliance Knights, although in the eyes of other blood clans, there is basically no big difference between armed blood servants and blood followers.

These knights were sent to support the construction and restoration of order in Transia. The black iron-level elite monsters of Yishui were led by a silver-level reconnaissance knight. The knights' retinues were also black iron-level human warriors. Murphy In their eyes, they cannot see the flattery and weakness unique to other blood servants.

This is enough to prove that Lord Paying is really good at leading troops. He must have armed the hearts of these humans who obey the vampires with some noble ideals and hopes.

"Salute to you, Grand Duke Blood Vulture."

The scout knight riding the scarlet war horse dismounted, stepped forward and gave Tris a knightly salute, then took off his helmet, revealing long chestnut hair.

Oh, she is still a tall and slender vampire girl. The rhodium, cesium and beryllium players among the players will definitely like her, but her too slender body, her iconic pointed ears, and her exquisite face that are different from humans all represent

Is this an elf vampire?

Tsk, still a Sarain? A rare breed!

Murphy blinked.

Mrs. Adele beside him directly grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist. It was obvious that as a half-elf, she was full of hostility towards all elves.

This little move did not go unnoticed by the scout knight carrying a bloody bow, but she didn't care. She just reported to Mrs. Trish with a solemn expression:

"The third lord of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, 'Arrow of Punishment' Yvette Liad Cappadocia's reconnaissance vanguard captain Leonia Garanod Cappadocia reports to you! By Lord Paying With the order of Ms. Yvette, I, the thirty reserve knights and their retinues under my command will be on duty in Transia!

Help the Blood Eagle Clan restore its rule and territorial order, and at the same time help you train new recruits and organize defense until the Black Disaster is over.

During this time we will be under the control of you and the lords of Transia. "

"Very well, Captain, I thank you for coming and extend my most sincere thanks to Lord Paying and little Miss Yvette."

Tris responded appropriately, but then she stared at the tall and heroic archer knight with chestnut waist-length hair in front of her, and said in a curious tone:

"Your surname was 'Galanod'? So, you come from the Moon Elf royal family?"

"The past means nothing to me anymore, Grand Duke Tris. From the moment I joined the Blood Alliance Knights one hundred and ten years ago, I only have the identity of being a descendant of Cappadocia."

The elf vampire arch knight in front of her gave Tris a standard Arrogant Descendant answer, which made Tris stop asking. However, when she put on the blood alliance knights' standard night bat helmet again, she still used the scarlet-embellished amber His eyes glanced at Mrs. Adele beside Murphy.

She uttered a grunt in Elvish, then mounted her horse and returned to the convoy in a military manner.

But the vampires here are all "well-educated people"! Even the most unlearned Murphy had a language translator from the test administrator, and they all understood the meaning of Lenia's Elvish words.

"The bastard from the dark."

This sentence broke Adele's defense.

If the elder Murphy hadn't been by her side, she would have drawn her sword on the spot and gone up to fight for her life.

"You go first, and we will follow."

Murphy said something to Tris and Femis.

The eldest lady was a little worried, but she returned to the convoy under the instruction of Tris's eyes.

Adele is a descendant of Murphy. This is a conversation between their elders and their heirs. Even though the eldest lady has already regarded Mrs. Adele as a sister who grew up together, she is not qualified until Murphy finishes the conversation. participate.

There are so many ancient rules of the vampire family, just like the old lady's foot wraps, annoying! No wonder the Wolfsbane clan no longer recognizes these broken rules.

Watching the convoy continue to move towards Scarlet Castle, at the edge of the dark Baroness's territory, Murphy waved his hand in the darkness, letting the blood-eating vultures that had been flying high in the sky continue to investigate the surroundings.

Then, he turned and looked back at Mrs. Adele, who lowered her head and said nothing.

He said:

"I have always heard that the relationship between the shadow elves and the other three elves is very bad. Today's meeting is really extraordinary. Why is the hatred between the four elves among you more complicated than the vampire clan that is best at internal fighting? ?”

"I'm not an elf! Master, I never wanted to be an elf."

Probably because she was emotionally excited, Mrs. Adele's tone at this moment was not as submissive as before.

She angrily stared at the territory in front of her that was nominally hers, because the violent emotional fluctuations made her staggering chest rise and fall, and after a few seconds of silence, she sighed and pointed at the dark mountains ahead. direction, said to Murphy:

"Fifty years ago, my mother set out from here to enter the Dark Mountains. She came from Xiko City, and it is said that she was the daughter of a baron. However, she loved taking risks since she was a child, and when she became an adult, she joined the halfling explorers with excellent results. association.

That was not the first time she went to the Dark Mountains, but her original mission was not to go to the Eternal Rift Valley where the shadow elves were.

Her mission that time was just to help the Ring Tower collect some psychic samples outside the Dark Mountains, but an accident happened soon. While observing the rare goatman tribe, she encountered the slave-catching team of the Shadow Elf Medjeva family. .

She could have run away.

But her hopeless explorer character puts her in a desperate situation.

She was taken back to the Eternal Rift. She thought she could have had a conversation with the Shadow Elves’ mistress with her eloquence, but the savage Shadow Elves didn’t give her that chance and threw her directly into the Colosseum.

It was not until then that she realized what a stupid mistake she had made.

If it weren’t for my father helping her, she wouldn’t have survived the first year and would have died from all kinds of torture! ”

Mrs. Adele had never told anyone about her specific life experience, not even Miss Femis. But tonight, her defense was broken by her “elf compatriots”, and with the trusted elders by her side, Mrs. Adele finally revealed the past traumas that she had been reluctant to mention.

Murphy didn’t ask or interrupt, he just listened patiently.

He knew that all Adele needed now was to listen.

“My father was also a slave. His experience of appearing in that cursed land was no different from that of my stupid mother, but he was a half-elf, a true half-elf. His mother, my grandmother, was a female hunter of the Winter Wolf Legion who unfortunately fell into the hands of the Shadow Elves during the Fourth Black Plague. My father was born after a certain lewd abuse.

My father was born in the Colosseum, and three months after he was born, my grandmother died in a fight with wild beasts in the Underdark.

My father was lucky. He inherited the wisdom of humans and the dexterity of elves, so he was favored and adopted by a warrior captain of the Mejewa family. He lived as a slave since he was a child until he became a powerful fighter.

When my mother was thrown into the Colosseum, he was already the fighter king of the Mejewa family.

His reputation even spread throughout the thirteen families of the Shadow Elves in the Eternal Rift. Those hateful elves called him "Hydra" to describe his superb martial arts.

I don't know why my father protected my mother. Maybe it was because of lust, or maybe it was love? But the price was that the Shadow Elves cruelly asked him to shoulder the responsibility of two gladiators.

My father agreed, which was not a difficult task for his skills and martial arts.

In this way, my mother lived in the city of Mejwa for a full ten years under my father's protection. When she went there, she was a 23-year-old stupid explorer, but ten years later she had become a big naive fool.

I hate her stupidity!

Not only because she put herself in danger, but also because my father eventually lost his life because of her.

Unlike my father who had become accustomed to the Eternal Rift and regarded it as his home, my mother had been trying to escape. She used my father's prestige among the slave gladiators to form a secret group.

My father did not agree with her adventure, but my mother still went her own way.

The cunning woman took advantage of my father's love for her. She bewitched my father to achieve her goal. One day, when the mistress of the Aisine family came to visit, according to the rules of the shadow elves, a gladiator contest between the two families was held to present to the distinguished guests.

My mother thought she had seized the opportunity.

She asked my father to create chaos in the arena and use the opening of the family city on that day to lead the slaves to escape from the Eternal Rift.

But her father knew that her plan would not work at all!

She underestimated the predictions of the future made by the fate-weaving girl of the Megwa family. Perhaps all this was under the control of the cruel elven mistress, or perhaps all this was just a cruel drama about freedom and escape presented by the Megwa mistress to the Aishine mistress.

That was what the shadow elves loved to do most. They would cruelly implant the fantasy of "freedom" into their slaves, and then ruthlessly extinguish it, so as to watch the pain of the slaves' mental collapse and enjoy it. "

Mrs. Adele's tone became low, hoarse and sad.

Murphy knew that the story was about to take a turn. He put his hand on his offspring's shoulder and whispered:

"But your mother succeeded. I guess it was because your father made an unexpected sacrifice?"

"I don't know."

Adele whispered:

"No one told me about my father's final outcome, but the fact is as you said. The escape that day was unusually smooth. My mother, who had just given birth to me for less than two months, led the slave gladiators who were unwilling to obey to escape from the city of Megwa.

But that was not a gift from fate.

When my father said goodbye to her, he told her to wait for him at the entrance of the Eternal Rift for three days. If he didn't show up, it meant that his soul had returned to the Dark Temple of Avalon.

My mother waited for seven days.

Neither my father nor the pursuers of the Mejwa family came. Only then did she realize what price she paid for her freedom. The man who loved her most in the world paid everything he could for her stupid idea.

She had no way to go.

She could only take those slave gladiators and try to return to the place where she was born.

I don't know what happened in the middle, but my mother didn't cross the filthy swamp in the end. Instead, she found the hidden valley I told you about in the Desolate Mountain and led the gladiators who regarded her as their leader to survive there.

They were all half-elves, poor people who were denounced as "bastards" and not accepted by both races. We could only huddle together for warmth there.

But when I was ten years old, a group of hungry gnolls and trolls attacked our valley. My mother died fighting to resist the invasion. By then, she had changed from a professional explorer to a sincere believer of Avalon.

I escaped from the chaos and was escorted by my mother's confidants, Uncle Bella and Aunt Bernice, through the filthy swamp.

Their original intention was to send me back to Xike City to my grandpa and grandma according to my mother's last wish, but there were terrible things in the filthy swamp. My uncle and aunt were buried there to protect me, and I could only stumble back to Transia alone.

The people in the border villages did not accept me, and they regarded me as an ominous sign.

I was tired and hungry, and I was beaten half to death for stealing things. If I hadn't met the eldest lady, I would have died there."

"But you didn't return to Xike City."

Murphy said:

"You don't seem to be willing to obey your mother's arrangements?"

"Why should I obey?"

Adele, who has always been docile, asked back rarely at this moment:

"What are the merits of my mother's life that are worth my obedience? All her tragedies come from her naivety and stupidity! The only thing worth praising is the pursuit of freedom, but look at what she paid for the things she threw away and wanted to find back!

Compared to her, I respect my father whom I have never met more.

I believe that my father died that day not just because of his love for my mother. I would rather believe that my father, who never intended to leave the Eternal Rift, died for me.

That man did not want me, nor his daughter, to live the same life as him!

As for the family that could teach a fool like my mother, what attraction does it have to me?

I would rather follow the eldest lady and become her servant.

Of course, I went there once when Xike City was destroyed by the plague, but as I expected, that family had long disappeared in history, and their family emblem had disappeared before the outbreak of the Ten Years War.

So far, the last connection between my mother and me has also dissipated, which makes me feel relieved.

I am Adele, Master.

My name is Bella Bernice Adele!

My name comes from the gift and blessing given by my father at his final farewell, and also from two elders who gave their lives to protect me. They are all elders worthy of my respect.

But there is nothing about this that should be related to my mother.

I hate her.

I don't want to be a person like her who only drags others down, that's all. "

The night fell into silence.

After a few seconds, Murphy took out a handkerchief and handed it to Adele, whispering:

"If vampires don't cry, I'm afraid you would have cried by now. This world is obviously not gentle enough to us. Pretend to wipe the tears of pain and sorrow in your heart. Do you need me and the eldest lady to help you beat up that arrogant archer? We are happy to do so. "

"No, I'm not so upset because she called me a bastard."

Mrs. Adele curled her lips.

She held the handkerchief and whispered:

"I just suddenly remembered the past. I am a half-elf with a quarter bloodline. I am neither a human nor a descendant of darkness, nor do I belong to the forest. Now I don't even belong to the world under the sun.

My identity is too complicated.

I don't even know how to plan myself into the system of this world.

Lord Murphy, do you feel this way?

It's like being abandoned by the world. "

"Yes. "

Murphy put his hands behind his back and looked at the night sky in the distance. He said:

"This feeling is called vampire. The eternal sinner who will never be accepted. But I don't even know what sin we have committed, but I have to bear the malice from the world. In this world, who can be more miserable than us?"