231: Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure【22/60】_3 231: Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure【22/60】_3 We’ll transfer all together at that ti!
Let’s all be happy, nyahahaha!”
“However, Wuioge, the backstory of the Original Naturist is quite tragic.”
The Electronic Demon Old Qu, who was standing next to him, said with so apprehension:
“I’m afraid that if we switch to this series, we might be implicated in the future…”
“Tsch.”
Three Five Battles casually slapped Old Qu on the shoulder and said:
“Are we players afraid of this?
Isn’t it better to have the whole world as our enemy?
Everywhere is filled with red-nad monsters, isn’t it fun to just hack away?
But, Wuioge, didn’t you always say that you wanted to dedicate your loyalty to Sir Morphy and beco a vampire?
If you switch to an Oak Apprentice, I’m afraid you won’t be able to beco a vampire, right?
In the backstory, witch-hunters are killing vampires everywhere…”
“!!!”
The previously smiling Wuioge suddenly froze in place, and the smile on his face quickly faded.
“Damn!
I was so excited about the new occupation that I completely forgot about this!
What about my affection level?
Will it be reset to zero too?
No!”
He wished he could slap himself.
His face showed a look as if he had just missed an opportunity to win five million.
anwhile, Morphy, who was hiding in the trees, just shook his head and disappeared into the night like a ghost.
How could he dislike his fierce and cute little players?
No matter if you switch your profession to a witch-hunter, or even if you beco a deep-sea mud monster, Sir Morphy still loves you~
—
Three hours later, Morphy helped a bewildered Cui Si towards the nearby witch-hunter camp, while Lady Adel accompanied the young lady to join them.
Phemys had swollen eyes.
Although vampires can’t shed tears, it was clear that she had just cried her eyes out.
Sigh, it can’t be helped.
Right now, they were teaming up with outsiders against their own father.
Even if the father was a downright conspiracy theorist and a bigger bastard, anyone confronted with such a ssed-up affair would cry.
Morphy did not comfort her.
He knew that no amount of comforting words could empathize with Phemys at this mont.
If he was put in a situation where he had to kill Cui Si one day, he guessed he might die of heartache…
They quickly arrived at the area where the witch-hunters had gathered.
There wasn’t a standard camp, but instead, a bonfire was lit near the city wall on the other side of Cardman City.
A group of people were encircling it, counting their gains.
When they noticed four vampires approaching, thirty witch-hunters began to give them cold and nacing looks, especially Captain Natalie.
Upon seeing Morphy, she instantly gripped the hilt of her sword at her waist.
anwhile, a frightened Milian, who was standing by her side, let out a sigh of relief and quickly ran towards Morphy.
“What are you all standing around for?
Our guests have arrived.
Is this how we treat our guests?”
The Knight Finoc’s robust voice echoed in the dark night, causing the witch-hunters to look away and ignore them.
But a few seconds later, as Old Finoc walked over with his large oak blade, a befuddled Cui Si suddenly froze.
She weirdly looked at the Old Finoc in front of her, and the Golden Old Knight also stopped in his tracks.
He also looked at Cui Si in front of him with surprise and disbelief.
“Ah?
Why is it you?
I seem to rember seeing you sowhere…”
Cui Si rubbed her temples and said in a strange tone:
“What’s your na again?
John?
Hans?”
“So it is you, Lady ‘Scarlet Witch’.”
Old Knight swallowed, amidst the intense humming of the large oak sacred blade behind him, he squinted his eyes and said:
“It seems your mory is quite bad.
Have you forgotten the person who nearly took your life over a hundred years ago?
Lawson!
My na is Lawson.”
“Ha, I rember now!”
Cui Si clapped her hands together, then casually walked forward.
Under the stunned gaze of Morphy and others, as well as the dumbfounded witch-hunters, she casually patted Old Norfolk, who was two heads taller than her and had already grasped the hilt of his sword, on the shoulder and said:
“You’re that impetuous little brother who challenged to a duel back then.
I generously spared your life and now you’ve co back to die?
Who gave you the courage?
Your God Avalon?”
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