Blue Sword

Take credit.

Paige's little expression was obviously asking for credit from Asker.

Although her smile was proud and sweet, it had a girlish charm that was seductive and charming. However, the Plantagenet mercenaries immediately looked away without any nostalgia, not daring to look at her.

monster.

This pretty girl is not only a vampire, but also a monster with terrifying and abnormal strength. She could take out all the Free Wind mercenaries on the opposite side within half a minute, so she would definitely be able to take out their Plantagenet mercenary group in an extra half minute.

Unless the elite mercenaries from the headquarters are here, no one here is her opponent.

Ask's eyes swept over the people lying on the ground. Of course he could see that none of these mercenaries were dead, but their vitality had been drained too much, and they probably wouldn't be able to move vigorously for a while.

"Well, good job." Ask sighed and patted Peggy's head.

The mercenaries around opened their mouths but did not speak.

It is well known that various bloodlines of the undead system have a negative impact on the mind of the extraordinary person himself. For example, most of the Vampire Extraordinaries have arrogant, vicious and cruel personalities. Agrippina and other members of the Pure Blood Monastery treat human life as nothing, which is a typical style of Vampire Extraordinaires.

However, the leader of the Blue Sword could not only recruit a vampire into his team, but also touch her hair affectionately, which frightened the Plantagenet mercenaries.

Could it be that this person is also an undead?

"Ahem." Seeing everyone's expressions on their faces, Asker cleared his throat and said, "Peggy is my companion. She was not born in the Kingdom of the Undead, but became a vampire by accident. You don't have to doubt her. Identity and reliability.”

"Oh oh oh oh." Everyone nodded hurriedly and immediately believed Aske's statement. Even those who still have doubts pretend to be convinced.

"Take these people away." Asik continued, "We can't leave them here to die. In addition, why they took the initiative to conflict with us also needs to be investigated."

The wind of freedom is not in conflict with us, it is clearly in conflict with your companion! The crystal ball that monitors the undead is as bright as a light bulb, and your companion brazenly attacks the opponent. Do you want the Free Wind people to stand still and let her kill him?

While everyone was cursing in their hearts, they obediently agreed and picked up the mercenaries who had collapsed on the ground and were unconscious.

Hey, why are you still breathing? Didn't that little vampire girl act cruelly?

……………………

The leader of the southwest branch of the Free Wind, Gaston woke up from a coma.

He found himself in a cell, with his arms tied behind his back to the chair he was sitting on. What was worse was that his whole body was exhausted and weak, as if he had just had a lot of diarrhea, and every inch of his muscles could not lift anything. strength.

"Are you awake?" A voice sounded next to him.

Gaston turned his head and saw Eric, the branch leader of the Plantagenet Mercenary Group, standing next to him, eating a plate of thinly sliced ​​ham with a fork.

Gaston suddenly felt very hungry, and then he remembered that he had not eaten since morning.

Seeing Gaston's embarrassed expression, Eric suddenly felt a little relieved. Because just a few days ago, the Plantagenet mercenary group had been fighting the undead for several hours. When they were hungry, tired, and extremely tired, a certain man ate barbecue and drank beer in front of them. They were so angry that they almost wanted to eat. Crazy.

Now Eric was playing the part of the villain himself. Seeing that Gaston's eyes were red with anger, he couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction.

"Want to eat?" Eric deliberately pushed the plate in front of him.

Gaston's throat squirmed. Of course he was starving to death at this time, but his reason told him that Eric would never do what he wanted - the Free Wind Mercenary Group was the first to attack Plantagenet after all. If someone takes action, the entire army will be annihilated. It's a damned thing if this situation can end well.

"Tell me." Eric said coldly, "Why did you attack that Excellency?"

That Excellency? Gaston sneered in his heart, so you don’t even know his identity?

"It's just a personal grudge." He turned his head away and said.

Even with secret orders, mercenaries cannot betray their employers. This is a matter of professional ethics!

"Personal grudge?" Eric brought the plate to him and continued to eat the ham inside. He also deliberately smacked his lips, making Gaston greedy and disgusted. "I asked your Excellency, he Don’t know you at all.”

"Come on, Gaston." He placed the plate on the table next to him, picked up a thin slice of ham, and waved it in front of Gaston's eyes, "You must have received a secret order. We don’t even have a signed contract, so what can’t we say? Just say it, this piece of meat is yours.”

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Gaston swallowed silently and said in a deep voice, "Just kill me. The headquarters also knows about our group coming to Segovia. Segovia You and I are the only two families nearby. In order to find out the issue of our disappearance, the follow-up headquarters should be happy to visit your branch in the Aquitaine region."

"Kill you? Is it necessary?" Eric sneered and threw the ham slices into his mouth, "I am actually saving you, you know?"

"Save me?" Gaston sneered back.

"It's very simple." Eric wiped off the meat residue on his hands and said vaguely while chewing, "I'm just the person responsible for interrogating you in the first round."

"If you refuse to confess, the next person to ask you to speak will be the eldest lady of the vampire clan."

Gaston's expression immediately changed. He was still frightened by the dying feeling of being completely unable to breathe when his face was smeared with the thick, foul-smelling blood.

"You...you actually colluded with the undead!" He pulled hard on the rope that bound his arms, shook the chair, and roared, "Scum! Traitors who betray humanity!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Faced with Gaston's accusation, Eric took another piece of ham and said leisurely, "The eldest lady is not from the country of the undead...she is from the pure-blood hermitage, I understand. Yet?"

Pureblood Priory! Gaston, who was still struggling, was stunned on the spot, his face turned pale.

This extraordinary sect from the Fourth Age to the present has a reputation that is even more powerful than that of the Kingdom of the Dead. After all, the latter is just a military regime in the southern continent, and it also cares about its own face when doing things; the former is a notorious mad dog organization. If you offend the younger one, an older one will come over immediately. Defeat one demigod, and two will come next time; defeat two, and three will come next time...

Unless someone can take down the entire pure-blood hermitage, they will face their endless harassment and pursuit. Therefore, the headquarters of major mercenary groups have similar regulations: Never provoke pure-blood hermits. People of religious orders.

To be precise, stay far away when you see them. The tasks they posted are not accepted, and tasks related to them are abandoned. In short, they are treated as if they do not exist.

Immediately afterwards, Gaston suddenly realized that he and others had actually attacked a transcendent from the pure-blood hermitage!

Thinking of the overwhelming blood again, he broke out in cold sweat.

"Are you ready?" Peggy's cold voice sounded outside.

"Sir." Eric immediately opened the door for her and said with a smile, "This guy still refuses to recruit..."

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" Gaston immediately became shameless and shouted in panic.