The Dean Has Arrived

A boy was holding the hand of a girl who was slightly older than him, and ran desperately in the narrow alleys of the village, as if some vicious beast was chasing them.

"Mintel... run away by yourself... leave me alone!"

The girl spoke out of breath to the boy in front of her.

"No! I will never let my sister fall into the hands of those monsters!"

It can be seen that the panting boy's physical strength is not much better than that of the girl, but even so, he still gritted his teeth and said stubbornly: "As long as you run for a while, you will be able to reach the secret passage leading to the outside of the village!"

Turning a corner, the alleys that usually lead in all directions were blocked by bamboos rising from the ground at some point, turning them into a dead end.

"How come..." The boy's eyes widened in disbelief, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground due to the huge drop.

Before they could return the same way and find another way, a strong young man blocked behind them.

"Enough, Mintel."

The young man frowned tightly: "Stop messing around and wake me up!"

"It's you who should wake up, Robert!"

The boy protected the girl behind him, and he showed his immature minions to the young man like a wolf cub, and made a threatening voice that had no deterrent effect at all: "My sister is your fiancee! Why did you hand her over to that ignorant man? Ghostly monster!"

Hearing what the boy said, the young man showed a complicated expression for a moment, but soon he returned to the previous rigid expression: "It's an honor for the lord to see Roanna...and. You also know that disobedience to that What will be the consequences of this adult? Our whole village will be used for her burial!"

"Shut up, you coward who sold your soul to monsters!"

The boy did not accept his explanation. Instead, he cursed even louder: "You just want to wag your head and beg for mercy in front of that monster! My elder brother was blind back then, so I can rest assured that my sister will be handed over to you!"

"That's not the case!"

I don't know whether to explain it to the young man in front of me, or to someone who was not present. The young man's eyes were tearing apart, and the veins on his temples were protruding. Last will, I want everyone to be able to live!"

"Brother is not as cowardly as you! He is a hero, he is different from you, dare to resist that monster!"

"So he died!"

The young man's voice completely overwhelmed the boy's voice: "He is not a hero. He is just a reckless man who wants to kill himself!"

"Enough." At this moment, the girl who had been listening to them suddenly stopped their quarrel: "Robert, do you really think so?"

"I..." The young man poked his neck and wanted to say something just now, but looking at the girl's clear eyes, he couldn't say what came to his mouth no matter what.

At this moment, countless blood-red bats flew over the sky and covered the sky. Afterwards, it converged into a human form behind the young man, and finally turned into a skinny middle-aged man wearing a gentleman's hat and two mustaches.

There was a creepy cold light in his eyes, which made the young man dare not look at him.

"The little thing I asked you to do has not been done yet. You've disappointed me, Robert."

The vampire showed his canine teeth, which are different from ordinary people. Said to the young man with a regretful voice.

"No, I'm very sorry, Mr. Moose, please give me a little more time, I will definitely convince them..."

Before Robert could finish speaking, the blood-red whip hit his face. His skin was torn apart from the beating, and he fell to the ground. He could only hold his painful face and scream as if he had been scalded by a soldering iron.

"This is impossible, Robert." The middle-aged vampire called Moose seemed to have not heard the scream, and calmly put away the whip made of blood magic: "To deal with disobedient beasts, the whip is comparable to The bait is much more useful."

The boy trembled, but he still stood in front of his sister with a stubborn face.

"I will never let you touch a single hair of my sister!"

"Really, if you don't resist, you won't be punished. Why don't you understand?" Moose didn't respond to the boy's hostility at all—just like a person would never care whether an ant is hostile to him or not. : "Let your sister come with me, and I will bring it to the adult who is far away in the county, isn't it a happy thing for everyone?"

"Isn't that a matter of course!" The boy shouted as if he wanted to drive away all his anxiety: "Because none of the people you took away have returned!"

"What an unpleasant child."

Moose touched his beard: "I find your attitude and eyes very annoying."

After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers: "By the way, if that's the case, then you might as well execute you in public. In this way, there will be fewer foolish people who dare to resist me, right?"

After speaking, countless bats rushed out and surrounded the siblings. When the bats dispersed, they suddenly found that they had been taken to the square in the center of the village at some point—it used to be used only when the village held festivals or celebrations.

And the other villagers in the village didn't know why, and almost none of them appeared around the square.

And in front of the two of them were the mustache Moose and Robert who was still lying on the ground and screaming in pain.

"Well, let me think about it, how should I make you? Cut off the tendons of your hands and hamstrings and then cut off the meat little by little? Peel off your skin first, and then watch you die in pain? Or cut you in half and pull you How about a tour of the village?"

Ignoring the boy whose face turned pale with fright at his words, the vampire was the first to smile triumphantly.

It's just that a sudden sentence froze his smile on his face.

"Recently, the inheritance of the night nobles has become more and more casual."

At the entrance of the village, three figures slowly stepped into the square.

Walking on the left, a girl with short blue hair said in an extremely disdainful tone: "Even a scum like you can gain such a strong power."

"Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in my affairs?" The vampire narrowed his eyes. He always felt that there was a sense of threat in the ordinary-looking little girl that made him shudder.

It's just that the girl didn't seem to want to answer his interest, but gave a thumbs up to the little boy who forgot to tremble because of the sudden situation.

"The will to protect something turned into a moving force, broke the common sense of the world, and produced a miracle."

The man walking in the middle didn't pay attention to the vampire, but said inexplicable words: "Even if it has passed away, that kind of will will still remain, and miracles will still shine on those who are unwilling to give up, and finally become that person. An incomparable ray of sunshine piercing the thick clouds."

At this moment, the boy Mintel and his sister seemed to see behind the man in the troubadour costume the phantom of their greatest brother whom they admired since childhood.

He made a cheering gesture towards the two of them, and then, it turned into a little light and floated towards the clouds.

Then a small hole was torn open in the cloud layer summoned by countless vampires and abyssal demons in a joint ceremony, as if a ray of sunlight shone down like a light on the stage, and the one who was bathed in this ray of sunlight was the one who was still alive. The dumbfounded vampire.

As if being thrown into a boiling oil pan, a large amount of white smoke rose from the place where the vampire was touched by the sun, and then began to fester and collapse.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately wanted to escape, but no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be in a plaster cast, and he couldn't move at all!

"What the hell is going on?!" he wailed.

"Because your shadow was stepped on by me."

Xi Wei, who was stepping on the opponent's shadow, took off the pointed wizard hat on his head, put it on his abdomen, and gave him a farewell gift with a smile.

Aren't vampires shadowless?

This idea flashed through Moose's mind, but he never had the chance to ask any more questions. Under the baptism of the sun, it turned into countless flying dust, and the real ashes disappeared.