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The entire hotel has collapsed due to this accident, and the travelers and the hotel owners fled in panic.

Both Federmond, Alfred and Olika were seriously injured, but at this juncture, Federmond and Alfred realized that such a big thing had happened, and the guards would definitely arrive soon.

Federmond's injury was fine, and the Holy Grail Knight could still stand up. Although the Misilian plate armor on his chest was torn apart, the armor also effectively prevented the vampire's sharp claws from going too deep. The wound was still far from the heart, but it only tore the skin open.

Alfred was very badly hit, and the Templar's internal organs showed signs of internal bleeding. As Ryan once said, the Holy Shield Technique was not truly invincible in a sense. At least the fall was real. The Templar found that his whole body was in pain, and he even suspected that his leg had broken.

"It's really unbelievable that the three of us killed a high vampire together!" Despite the serious injury, Alfred was still so optimistic. He said happily: "Oh my God, my Lord is here. If I report to Archbishop Vicmamum, the three of us will be dealt with by one of the high vampires who have not yet suffered casualties. He will definitely reward me with at least three magic scrolls!"

In the empire, killing such high-level vampires usually depends on sufficient preparation + number of people to force them to die.

"Stop talking nonsense, can you still stand up? The guard is coming soon, we have to leave quickly!" Federmond thought to himself when is it still thinking about the reward?

"I said this because I couldn't stand up!" Alfred said helplessly, and he placed his hope on the dark elf: "Ms. Olika, can you teleport us away? Including the body of the wandering knight and the body of this vampire?"

The dark elf was the lightest. She fell into the straw pile and suffered only a little flesh injury. Only her left face became swollen. When she heard Alfred's question, Olika closed her eyes and calculated the remaining magic power in her lower abdomen's spiritual pattern, the casting distance and the total number of people teleported.

Thirty seconds later, Olika opened her eyes and she nodded: "Barrely enough, but you must be mentally prepared. My dark magic will make you feel very uncomfortable."

"It's better than being caught by the guards and put in prison." Alfred signaled that Olika could act.

Although Federmond was a little dissatisfied with the Dark Elves' sneak attack and the Templar's use of firearms, the Holy Grail Knight also understood that it was really difficult to win this battle, and the Holy Grail Knight nodded: "Please be as soon as possible, Ms. Olika."

The dark elves began to chant spells. When the guards who heard the news entered the hotel under the guidance of the hotel owner, the people inside had disappeared, leaving only a mess.

………I am the teleportation dividing line…………

Late at night, the Cod Inn in Billy.

This hotel was booked by the Sea God Knights. As their temporary stronghold, a large number of fully armed Sea God Knights stayed here temporarily.

The entire city just now caused the guards to search for suspects and suspicious people because of the explosion and bloody case at the Red Bull Hotel. The city was in chaos, and the guards holding torches searched door to door for any possible clues.

The Cod Hotel where the Sea God Knights were stationed was also questioned by the city guards, but due to the strength of Brittania and the fear of being dominated by the Sea God Fleet, the guards really only dared to interrogate, and they would definitely not dare to go in and search.

This is the southern country where the nobles are in power and have never been unified. They have dispersed their power and are satisfied with autonomy. In the face of powerful countries like the Empire and Brittania that can bring together their power, the nobles here are often very cowardly and have a low attitude.

Some powerful enough imperial teams dared to openly enter the border of Estalia, and the cowardly nobles of the southern countries, in addition to routine protests, at most they would ask for some financial compensation.

Inside the brightly lit hotel room, two stone tables stand side by side, with two corpses placed on it.

One is a dead wandering knight, the other is a high-level vampire whose heart is cut into several sections and whose heart is taken out.

"Vomit~" Templar Alfred was seriously injured. His calf broke. After being examined by the Knight of the Sea God with the Army, he might have to recuperate for about two months.

At this time, Alfred was lying on the edge of the courtyard and vomiting. He looked pale and vomited out all the things he had eaten during the day.

The teleportation of dark magic for the Templars was like stuffing him into the sewer and wandering around the city's sewage system. When he came out, Alfred almost fainted. He crawled on the edge of the corridor and vomited heavily.

Although the Holy Grail Knight Federmond was also very uncomfortable, he had experienced the Holy Grail Expedition, and his willpower and tolerance were far superior to that of the mortals. He gasped, unbuttoned his armor and asked the Sea God Knight to apply wound medicine and tie it up with bandages, and observed the high vampire they killed.

"This is a vampire from the Lemiya Sisters." After checking the high vampire, Federmond sat on the bench with some despair. The Holy Grail Knight gasped: "The high vampire from the Lemiya Sisters, I don't know why it appears here."

"... Come and silence." The dark elf Olika's left face became swollen. Her mask was stripped off and she was injured on many sides. Olika's face was not very good-looking. This battle made her use of most of the stored magic power, and her soul was injured and could not be replenished by herself.

"Come and silence?" Federmond said in confusion, with some vigilance and distrust in his eyes.

This battle did not satisfy the Holy Grail Knights, because the sneak attack of the Dark Elves and the Templar's muskets were not noble actions. In Federmond's opinion, this was not a duel at all!

Fortunately, his opponent is a vampire, and there is no need to pay too much attention to the knights. Federmond was just a little dissatisfied. As the future heir to the title of Duke of Poldo, he naturally received a very excellent court education. His small dissatisfaction will not be revealed on his face.

Moreover, Federmond had a vague new insight. He felt that he should not drown in many cases with some decadent dogmas, especially when facing non-human races.

The eldest son of Duke Boderick felt that he should learn more from Ryan. This way of dealing with things might be the difference between the God-Challen Champion and the ordinary Holy Grail Knight. Federmond felt that Ryan's temperament should be very necessary for the Holy Grail Knight.

"Yes, come and silence." The beautiful dark elf stretched out her little hand wrapped in deerskin gloves. Her expression was very cold, but what she did surprised Federmond and Alfred.

Olika desecrated the dead Wanderer's soul. She used dark magic to summon the Wanderer's soul back, and then cruelly read his memory.

This process is very cruel. The wandering knight's soul is screaming wildly, wailing in pain. The soul that has passed the blasphemy will never rest in peace, forever.

"Shooting my heart!" The dark elf seemed to have no idea of ​​her cruelty. She stepped up her efforts and forced the dead soul to spit out everything she knew. This strand of dead soul twisted into a ball of cotton under the torture of the dark elf, and he was in pain to an almost crazy level.

"Snap God and seek thoughts!" Then the dark elf began to use vicious magic to read the wandering knight's memories and thinking. She seemed very accustomed to this method of questioning and was extremely skillful in doing it.

"No! You can't do this! Dark Elf! You are blaspheming the Knight's soul. If you do this, you will be cursed by the lady and you will never get peace!" The Knight of the Holy Grail roared angrily.

Alfred, who was vomiting dying, also glared at Olika's behavior.

"Shut up, I don't believe in your goddess. If you still want to complete the mission and want to know where the treasures of your Duke of Polder Rodro have been passed down, let me finish the question," Olika said calmly, "or I can stop if you must, and then the last clue we have will disappear."

"..." Federmond and Alfred stopped talking, and they had to turn their heads and pretend that they didn't see it.

After a while, Ryan and Veronica came back. Seeing the situation in the city, with Ryan and Veronica's years of adventure experience, they almost immediately determined that Federmond must have gained something: "What happened, what's going on?"

"Oh yo ~ I saw three patients as soon as I came back." Veronica noticed the situation in the room, and the witch Jialan turned her eyes to the stone table, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Oh my God, you actually killed a high-level vampire?"

Seeing Ryan come in, Olika immediately stopped the cruel torture. She stopped releasing the dark magic, and then the cold expression on her face became weak. The delicate dark elf pretended to be injured and fell directly to Ryan, leaning against him and acting coquettishly: "Master~ The enemy is so difficult to deal with, my magic has almost been used up~"

Looking at the dark elf with swollen face, Ryan felt a little distressed. He quickly signaled the servants to boil water, then applied ointment to Olika's face, let her lie down, and gently kissed her forehead: "It's okay, have a good rest, I'm here."

"Yeah!" The dark elf leaned against Ryan with a blush on her face.

The Knights of the Grail and the Templars were all covered in black lines when they saw this.

Something seems to be wrong.

"How is the situation? Federmond? Are you injured?" After settling down his dark elf maid, letting her lie down, Ryan asked about the situation.

"We investigated the hotel, and the group of wandering knights had left, but they left one person in the basement of the hotel to wait for news. We found the left-behind guy..." Federmond turned his eyes to the dead wandering knight's corpse, and continued: "As a result, he was dead and killed by this high-level vampire."

"The higher vampire of the Lemia family?" Ryan nodded: "You guys solved her? No wonder they were all injured. How about it? Are there any gains?"

"This is going to ask your dark elf maid." Alfred laughed sarcastically: "She knows the most."

Federmond kept silent.

The Holy Grail Knight suddenly developed deep sympathy for Ryan's situation.

Who are the people around the ladies' God-Choose Champion?

It must be very hard for you to have such a dark spirit maid to stay by your side on weekdays, right? As the lady's God-Chancelling champion, the Holy Grail Knight, and the role model of the Knights, it must be a deep torment to be able to endure such a dark spirit maid to stay by your side, right?

Federmond suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ryan, and he looked at Ryan with understanding.

Such a sacrifice spirit is the human hero worthy of admiration!

"This vampire is here to silence the Lord of the Sea God Trident. They stole it." The Dark Elf took over the conversation and whispered: "This group of rogue knights were encouraged by the higher vampires to steal the Sea God Trident."

"It's them!" Federmond gritted his teeth with hatred. He seemed to have forgotten the cruel questioning of the Dark Elf before: "What?"

"Then this vampire comes to silence the mouth." The dark elf turned his gaze to the dead high-level vampire, and she continued: "A week later, on the plain twenty kilometers away from the city of Magrit, the mercenary group hired by the vampire will deliver goods to the rogue knights."

"So that's it!" Ryan held his chin, took out the bloody eagle flag from his arms, and told everyone about his discovery.

The news that the Knights of Magrit still existed in this world made Federmond and Alfred speechless in surprise.

Ryan gave them some time to digest the news, and then concluded: "It must be the vampire that the hidden knights of the Knights of Magrit believe that the power of the Sea God Trident can allow them to expedition to Arabi again!"

"Then the matter makes sense! All this is a conspiracy of vampires!" Veronica nodded repeatedly, and she immediately said: "We must take back the things before the rogue knights handed over to the knights of the Magrit Knights. Otherwise, if you are not careful, we will definitely cause a full-scale war between Estalia, the Empire and Brittany!"

"No." Ryan shook his head suddenly: "We are not in our own country. This is Estalia. Even if we catch the rogue knights, what if we can't find the Trident of the Sea God?"

Alfred, with a pale face, lay on the window, and a golden retriever came in from outside the window: "That is equivalent to declaring war, because we attacked the trade objects of the Knights of Magrit, and they could hold on to us and take away our precious goods, and we could not argue."

"So we have to launch an attack at the trading site, we must have dirty and dirty people, so that the Estalias have no excuse to intervene in this war." Federmond also nodded, and he took out a conch: "I will contact my father immediately, and the Sea God fleet will land on the plain north of Magrit!"

"Very good, let's rest here until the day after tomorrow, and then set off to go to Magrit." Ryan picked up Olika in the waist, staring at the dead high vampire and asked, "Is there a way to deal with this thing?"

"Let me do it, my flame can burn these two bodies to ashes." Veronica walked up, and flames appeared on her fingertips: "And add some medicine... just spill it into the sea."

"Very good, it's late, let's take a break early." Ryan went to take a shower with the dark elf.

"Well, thank you everyone for your hard work, let's take a break early." Federmond concluded today's action: "Go for a day tomorrow and arrange a hand-off."

"yes!"

………I am the dividing line for breakfast…………

At the same time, the Black Mountains, the Estalia border.

An imperial army with a population of more than 10,000 people is slowly driving into this land that symbolizes freedom. The army is equipped with a large number of firearms and artillery, more than a dozen cannons and mortars, and the Hellstorm rocket launcher are driving into the Estalia border under the leadership of the imperial engineers. The Yanyang Knights are ready to go, the Great Swordsmen and the Stern soldiers are brightly dressed in armor, and the musketeers of the musketeers line up in an orderly line and advance in the wild.

Leading this army was the empire's great alchemist Bairshazer Gelt. He rode on the body of the Tianma "Xunyin". The golden mask blocked his vision. No one knew what the great alchemist was thinking.

"Great Alchemist, we have entered the borders of Estalia." Bernhardt, the captain of the Imperial Army, said to the Great Alchemist: "Although His Majesty the Emperor has approved your military operation this time, I still hope that we must be careful, and no one wants to provoke a war between Estalia and the Empire."

"Those are not important, my news is known that the sea gold amulet appeared in Estalia, right next to Magrit!" The voice of the great alchemist was filled with metal friction and vibration. He raised the golden staff, and the wind of the Kianmen swept across the sky.
Chapter completed!