King’s Kingdom

"Your Majesty, we found a huge pothole in the forest not far north of the village, so there are those werewolf hairs, where are they likely to come from!" Vico lifted the curtain of the tent and stuck his head out. .

"A huge pothole?" Theodosius frowned, got up from the bed, and let Vico come in.

Under Vico's service, Theodosius quickly put on his very cumbersome and luxurious corset.

"Since it's not far from the village, why has it been discovered until now? A pothole shouldn't be easy to hide, right?" Theodosius asked casually.

"Your Majesty, the residents of the village found the pothole. Recently, bloodstains of animals have often appeared in the forest. The hunters you allowed to hunt thought that there were poachers infested, so they patrolled the forest."

"When your order was conveyed, they took the knights into the forest to search, and only then did they find the pothole!"

Theodosius nodded when he heard it, but he didn't mean to ask for guilt. It was not an easy thing to rush to find the unseen werewolf's lair.

I just didn't expect that even hunters here need a hunting license from the royal family, which made Theodosius have a clearer understanding of the king's authority and resources.

"Your Majesty!" After walking out of the tent, an old man with gray hair immediately took off his hat, knelt down on one knee and saluted Theodosius.

"I'm the village chief of Xiyuan Village. If you want, I will bring a few other hunters to lead you to that pothole!" The village chief said respectfully.

Theodosius interrogated him, and after feeling the frequent presence of dark creatures and the fact that there seemed to be some connection between them, he decided to be more vigilant.

He hasn't spoken yet, this person is going to take him to that so-called pothole. Is it because he has evil intentions? Is it an ambush?

Theodosius squinted his eyes subconsciously. He would always make such actions unconsciously after thinking or having doubts.

"My opinion on you: 90"

Theodosius checked the village chief's attitude towards him. Although it could not be called faithfulness, Ninety's opinion could also be called affection, which he felt was quite credible.

Trustworthy is trustworthy. As a king, it is simply hopelessly stupid to place safety on trust.

The king must control his destiny in his own hands.

As a result, twenty-nine iron-clad paladins and more than seventy Rin knights followed behind him, and headed for the northern forest under the leadership of the village chief riding a donkey.

This is a very small forest, so small that it does not even have a name, it is called the boreal forest. The trees and grasses in the forest are not dense, and it is estimated that there are not many animals inhabiting it.

The sparse woodlands gave Theodosius a good view, and the flat ground also gave him a lot of peace of mind—even if there was an accident, he could rely on the warhorse under his crotch to escape.

Several hunters walked at the front of the team with hunting dogs, bows and arrows on their backs, and the village chief rode a small old donkey up and down, looking very funny.

About five minutes into the forest, the hounds in front of him barked, and a pit with a diameter of about four meters fell in front of Theodosius.

When the few Lanyin knights who were waiting here saw their lord, they immediately ran over on their horses.

"Your Majesty, this is the pothole with werewolf hair, but this hole not only has werewolf hair, but also some other things!"

Theodosius went to the pit and looked inside.

I saw that there was some red liquid in the pit with a depth of at least three meters. How could it look like the blood of a living creature. There were things like branches and leaves floating on the blood, and there were some disgusting skin sacs similar to mucous membranes. Exudes a stench.

"We can always find the blood of animals in the forest, but we can't find the corresponding remains. The blood should have finally come here!" The village chief stood beside Theodosius, looking at the blood in the pit with a sad expression full face.

Knowing what the liquid in the pit was, the doubts in Theodosius were not lifted. If vampires and the like came out from here, it was a bit possible, but the werewolf crawled out of the blood pit, no matter how you looked at it. unreasonable.

Just when Theodosius couldn't figure out the reason, and was about to find a local monk to investigate, a string of bubbles suddenly appeared in the blood in the pit, making a strange sound.

Seeing a blood-red mist rising from the bubbles, Theodosius immediately retreated a dozen meters away, for fear that the red mist would cause him any harm. After all, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, as a king. It would be too much of a loss to let these red mists do any damage.

The fog condensed and spread out in the air, and the range continued to expand and expand. Finally, Theodosius and the pit opened a distance of thirty meters before they escaped the shroud of the red fog.

This abnormality caused everyone to be more vigilant. Everyone pulled out their swords and hammers to prepare for battle, and Theodosius even made twenty iron-clad paladins back more than fifty meters and rode straight. Guns charge at any time.

About five minutes later, the red fog gradually dissipated, and figures appeared on the spot.

In Theodosius' eyes, this group of figures gradually became clearer. Unlike the previous werewolves, the "things" that appeared in this group had no hair on their bodies, and their physical characteristics were also closer to humans. In other words, they are almost indistinguishable from humans.

Of course, the premise is to ignore their scarlet eyes.

"Humans! Humans! Why are they here!" A monster's angry and flustered voice sounded, hoarse and low.

"This... is a vampire!" A knight recognized at a glance what the monster in front of him was.

The number of this group of vampires is not many, less than the werewolf before. At a rough glance, there are only a dozen people, but the feeling they bring to Theodosius is completely different. He can clearly feel the air coming from the air. pressure.

Quickly opening the system panel, Theodosius was horrified to discover that each vampire actually had a personal combat ability of around thirty points, and the one with the highest actual combat ability was even as high as thirty-eight points!

"Charge!" Theodosius immediately gave the order, without the slightest sloppiness, these knights were by no means the opponents of the vampires, the only thing that could harm them was a violent charge.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the frenzy was like thunder in the spring, and the iron-boned horses under the crotch of the iron-clad paladins quickly increased their speed to the extreme.

The vampire's movements are also very slow. They are all tense, like beasts ready to go, and their oppressive oppression is even stronger.

Theodosius was not idle either, and led the knights around him in a circle, and also quickly increased the speed of the horse.

Under such circumstances, no one dared to underestimate the enemy, and each of them felt the huge threat posed by vampires, which was an instinctive sense of crisis.

"First it was a werewolf, and now it's a vampire, what happened to this world?" Like Theodosius, many people have such questions in their hearts.