"They ran away."
Winkle glared at his chief of staff. "What do you mean 'they ran away'? The food didn't run away!"
Manlin Victor sighed sheepishly as a dozen monstrous priests imitated Winkle. They were all standing outside the Googulin Temple, which was occupied by ghoul soldiers. "Lave
e appears elsewhere on the map. She must have teleported away when we moved in. "
"You interrupted our morning ritual for no reason?!" complained one of the priestesses of Shisha.
"How dare you question our prophet, the one who will lead the chosen people to the Promised Land? replied the Moonmen's priest. "Don't force us to start a religious war! We have the old devil on our side!"
"Everyone calm down," Manlin Victor tried to calm his angry entourage, while Winkle confiscated his map and continued the hunt himself.
Two more failed operations followed.
"Go, go, go!" Blue Ranger orders a group of elite kobolds to swarm into Niedermatt, arresting clients and testing them with silver to identify any doppelgangers. Winkle himself looked through the window, looking for the vampires.
After searching the building for a full hour, checking every floor, Wankel found nothing. The Blue Ranger collapsed to the ground in shame. "It's a bust, Your Majesty..."
Winkle took a deep breath and roared in frustration.
Five further police operations followed.
"Open the barn door!" shouted Pink Ranger. "Put your hands on your back! You're surrounded!"
Fankle twitched in anger when he saw the barn surrounded by forty kobolds armed with dwarven rifles fired with garlic stakes. Long began to have an impression of dsamjjovu.
"Your Majesty, their silence speaks volumes," said Red Raider, the organizer of the operation.
ge
)explain.
"Of course, because they are afraid!" The evil dragon walked towards the barn, losing patience, and in broad daylight, his wings cast a dark shadow. He ripped the roof off the barn with his hands and peeked inside.
Unlike the warehouses, the invaders left traces of their passage: slaughtered pigs, innocent cows with their throats slit, and plucked chickens. The blood was drained from each of them so that anyone could see who did it and why.
These savages ruined his food!
"Empty!" Vai
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complained. "Minion! Minion!"
His servant entered the barn instantly, and his iron boots were immediately soaked with pig blood. "I think your Majesty didn't catch them this time." The chief of staff said as he glanced at the barn. "Before they are resurrected tonight, we have to send them to the temple to be cleansed. Cow vampires are the worst..."
"Minion, you said she was on the map!" But for the umpteenth time this week, I've opened a door only to find there's no vampire inside! I'm starting to look ridiculous in front of my own troops!"
"We will never doubt Your Majesty!" Pink Ranger quickly comforted him.
"I know," Winkle replied, proud of his servant's loyalty. "This is for myself."
"I think that might be the point," Manlin Victor replied, as annoyed as his master. "She knew we could track her, so as soon as we got close to her, she walked away. She was playing psychological warfare with us."
This made Waikr very angry. How can he kill an enemy who refuses to commit suicide? Like a mosquito!
To make matters worse, these insects continue to cause problems. They slaughtered his cattle, ravaged his cattle with their diseases, tried to set fire to the city twice during the night, and even caused a rockslide that destroyed the main road through the mountains. His minions would begin to run out of food, and his minions were as tired of this fruitless hunt as he was.
"At least now that we know they have doppelgangers, and most likely Miel's stand-in, I managed to defuse the situation between heaven and the happy world," Ma Lin Victor (Ma
li
g Victo
) said she spent several days dealing with the matter. "Now. Unfortunately, the Cult of Shesha, Agartha and other guests are urging us to find a solution. Between our economic crisis and these attacks, Mu
mu
i
No longer looks like a safe investment. They even encouraged me to compromise. "
"Never!" growled Winkle, his voice shaking the ground and his minions trembling. "I give nothing, especially not to a fairy lover who would tarnish my reputation! I give her only fire! Like this barn!"
Understanding that his master wanted to release his pent-up frustration, Manlin Victor immediately flew out of the barn; as soon as he did so, Fankel roared and set it alight, burning the cow as he did so.
"I doubt that Lavi would stop even if we gave her the map," Manlin Victor said, while the other servants were already frightened by Winkle's wrath. "Unfortunately, she's a powerful witch and she lifts whatever guardianship Jules and Alison were trying to put in place."
Another witch causing him trouble? "Minion, forget about being a wizard," the dragon said after he calmed down, "I have to be a witch vampire hunter. Bring me some more garlic."
"Your Majesty, can we slow down on the front line?" I can smell it everywhere, our reserves are being depleted, and Joris said it can't deal with this kind of vampire. "
Speaking of smells, Winkle begins to notice a sickeningly familiar odor; even before he notices her winged shadow on the ground. As if these vampires didn't bother him enough. "She's back," he hissed, looking up at the sky.
His servants looked up as well, noticing the griffon above them.
"Gentle." Knight Kia nodded politely to the dragon. "How long has it been since we last met?"
"Not long enough," Winkle replied, frustrated at seeing that lame excuse for a slave again. Pink Ranger hissed at the Knight until Red Ranger shushed her.
"Hi, KIA!" his chief of staff waved to her. "What's up?"
"Minion, she is not breeding material," Winkle whispered to him. He couldn't let her influence his beloved chief of staff the way she influenced his niece. "Preserve your eggs for better storage."
"Vic? Vic, is that you in armor?" Thanks to his wings, the Paladin finally recognized Manling Victor. "What's up with your new look? Are you going to be Sauron?"
"After surviving a risky attack, I decided to upgrade my gear."
"Do the hillbillies want to fight you too?" the paladin asked them as she landed next to Winkle's chief of staff with her gryphon. "A small group of scary, well-armed robbers with guns tried to kill my lovely Julie on our way back. They kept shouting 'They've taken your Jews' and I fended them off Yes. It was unexpected, but fun."
"Your Julie?" Smoke billowed from Winkle's nostrils. He knew she would be a bad influence on his flesh and blood. "Is my niece now yours and not the other way around? You are distracted, slave!"
"How do you know where to find us?" Victor asked.
Knight Kia pointed to the burning barn, from which a puff of smoke rose; the chief of staff responded with a shrug.
"Where is Julie?" asked the dragon, who cared more for his own flesh and blood than he despised her poor choice of servant. "Safety?"
"Oh yes, she's back with Mauria to deal with her new minions. She's fine."
good. If the knight Kia deserts her mistress, Vai
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Never forgive her.
"I'm more worried about us, Your Majesty." "Kia, you came back just in time. We are under attack from vampires."
"Really? That's great! I love vampires!" the warrior coughed as Winkle glared at her. "I mean, I love destroying them."
"Me too." The evil dragon admitted. "But they refused to fight me fairly!"
"Because they knew His Majesty the King would kill them."
"Exactly! It's like they lose their fear of life after they die!"
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"Vampires are difficult to deal with," said ight Kia. "But I know how to deal with them." "
"Of course you do," said Manlin Victor. Winkle glared at him, not wanting to satisfy her overweening pride, but it was too late.
"Vic, no bragging, I'm the most experienced adventurer in Gadmani and I've killed almost every creature that lives in Overmond at least once. Including all the vampires. Can you tell me what happened? What's the matter? What do you know about them?"
Manlin Victor told her in detail the great battle against the pest, and the paladin nodded often as she listened. "So Lovely is an alchemical vampire..." Knight Kia's performance declined. "I know that woman is uncomfortable; I'm going to tell Kevin that his student is in league with his ex."
"Kevin?" Manlin Victor frowned, and Kia shrugged in response. "If she declares open warfare, then she must be prepared to give up her civilian identity. She may think that as long as we can't find her, she can start over somewhere else."
"From what you told me, she may be the ancestor of her vampire family, most likely a scholar."
"Scholowhat?" Vai
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asked.
"A student from Shilins, a school of dungeons and dark magic in the Land of Darkness. Almost all the alchemical vampires I've encountered can be traced back to that place. Their alumni often possess powerful powers of dark magic, Witchcraft, which allows them to control the weather and summon powerful monsters. They must also create a powerful magic book to graduate, which is the Magic Book of Solomon, a small artifact with unique powers."
"You sound like you've been in a fight," Victor pointed out.
"Yeah, he's tough," she said with fondness, clearly enjoying the idea of killing another worthy enemy. "Listen, vampires are not like lichs. They have to eat, so they also have to rest in their coffins. Even if these people can walk in the sun, they're not sleeping. They can't do that forever."
"They must have used elixirs and pre-treated blood medicine to prolong the period," Manlin Victor guessed. "But in the end it wasn't enough."
"So at some point, our prey will stop hibernating, and then we'll catch them." Winkel likes the idea.
"Unfortunately, powerful vampires always have Renfield to protect them, or to carry their coffins while they sleep." Knight Kia chuckled at everyone's confusion. "This is a term vampire hunters use to refer to their mortal servants, as well as fans of 'Bella'. They also have stronger cousins called Igor, but they usually serve lichs or mad scientists."
"A chief of staff," Winkle said, looking down contemptuously at the man who had neglected to use the proper terminology.
"The easiest way to deal with vampires is usually to turn their Renfield against them, as their Bella will always be loyal to them; even if they seem hesitant at first. Bellas are obsessed with their masters, and Renfields are usually are driven by fear or a desire for power. If they see an opportunity to find a better alternative than their current boss, they will take it."
"Then make their minions my minions and eat up those bad recruit materials." Vai
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Nod.
"That gave me an idea," Manlin Victor said. "But it may take time."
"They may also use other people's basements and graves as backup shelters," Knight Kia continued. "Have you checked your grave?"
"We, uh, we didn't," Manlin Victor said.
Knight Kia frowned. "Don't you have a cemetery?"
"Well, people who die in the Whispering Woods are usually resurrected as undead, or turned into fertilizer."
"Or get eaten by me," Wankel said.
"That too."
"Your Majesty wastes nothing!" cried the red trooper. “We recycle everything!”
"Yes, we are the greenest government in Overmond," Manling Victor said sarcastically, which worried Winkel. Apparently Knight Chia's presence disturbed him as much as his master.
"Then either they moved the coffins around or you missed a crypt or dungeon buried somewhere in the area. I think that's more likely given the number of them."
"After our raid on the Pyramid of Sabra, I closed all the tunnels and hidden passages in the castle," Manlin Victor said. "It's a strategy."
"Good idea, minion." Winkle congratulated him, pleased that he could now tell the difference between a pyramid and a tower. "Fulifeng will not use tricks to take back the castle, and there will be no problem with my gold."
"Then they're probably under the city," his chief of staff continued. "The existence of the Hell Gate shows that dark forces were already operating here before Freebon took over the area. It's a pity that he escaped, we could have asked him..."
"That's your fault, slave."
"Your Majesty, we will search the entire town for the catacombs," Red Ranger suggested.
"Good idea, minion." Long said and nodded. "I will continue training to crush them until we find their lair."
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ight Kia said: "Witch Hu
Te
》There are already levels in it. "Transferring this to Vampire Hunter would be child's play. If we had the right tools, I could train you—"
"Wait," Manling Victor interrupted. "Can you train a team to hunt vampires?"
"If they meet national standards, yes, of course. However, we need the right tools. I don't know why, but whips and crosses are required in the Vampire Hunter class."
whip.
Vai
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Already visualized it. It's the perfect weapon against the world's most annoying creatures: vampires and minions. Much better than Hadmore's damn ax that pissed him off.
"I think we should train our minions in a new class," Victor Friend himself explained. "Because my "Mo
ste
I
sight" was able to identify their infiltrators, so I thought I should try to get more "Mo
ste
Squi
es", if you can help, that would be even better. "
"Do you want to teach us to become dragons like you, Chief?" Red's eyes widened in jealousy.
"Teaching kobolds how to become vampire hunters?" is an idea that seems to please Knight Kia. "Will it work?"
"It's worth a try," Winkel's chief of staff responded. "In this class, Vai
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You may not get to the next level, but learning the skills within it will help. "
"Faced with this new threat, all V&V must be at their best," Long declared. "I will lead by example. Knight Kia, to prove that you are worthy of my niece, I will allow you to serve me in this capacity."
"So... you want me to teach you, but you don't want to make it so simple?"
"You shall learn to serve me," Winkle clarified, turning to his most cherished servant. "You too, Manling Victor. You haven't learned any more monster skills since we fought the Nemesis."
"Because it requires me to survive the attack first, which hurts!"
"Minion, haven't you tasted death yet? What's there to be afraid of? When Furibang killed my treasure, or when Julie let... I suffered too." "Winkel glanced at Jia, and when he saw this poor slave's excuse, his voice choked in his throat. "Let her do one thing, we will not say it in front of my other servants. But look at me! I’m still as awesome as ever!”
Charisma check successful!
"Well... when you put it like that... but I don't know..."
Your minion grasps your wisdom, but remains unsure. Can you convince him?
A) Tell him he will become stronger.
B) Remind him that suffering for you is the greatest joy a servant can experience.
C) Convince him that he will have a better chance of breeding if he trains.
Apparently, all of the above! "Minion, by becoming more powerful, not only will you get used to pain and learn to enjoy pain for me, but you will become a more popular breeding partner!"
"Status and fame will definitely improve your dating life, but they can quickly become tiresome," Nate Kea said.
"Really?" Victor asked.
Charisma check successful!
"We live in a village full of monsters..." Winkle remained silent, letting Manlin Victor put his own words. "Now that leveling up is getting harder, we should explore our existing abilities... in order to fight. Fight!"
"We'll be happy to teach you how to attack, sir," Pink Ranger said. "So you can teach us how to do it better!"
"Can you learn the monster's special skills?" Nate Kea whistled. "Okay! How many are there?"
"I don't know, I've never tried to push that ability to its logical extreme."
"You're my chief of staff," Wankel cheered him up, "and you can do anything."
"I know I will regret saying this, but can your Majesty..." "Almost kill me?"
…
…
…
ah. at last.
It's time to teach him to breathe fire!
"Stop talking, slave." Fankel took a breath and held it. "We'll start with the simplest technique: the Maggot Fireball."
"Wait, wait, Your Majesty, that's not what I meant now—"
Too late.
Winkle unleashed the weakest fireball on his minions, creating a small crater.
