Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 482 Regional Boss
Violet didn't bother with Ralph's unreasonable judgment in her opinion, and nodded, acknowledging the information about the existence of the vampire ghost.The two are old partners who have worked together for a long time. If you want to talk about Ralph's strengths, I'm afraid it is his excellent working ability.Ralph's personality prevented him from casually speaking out his unsure speculations, unless he was committing deliberate fraud.

"About the mysterious power that caused the seal, first of all, it has been confirmed that it does exist, and part of my power has been sealed; second, the test was successful, and this power is indeed imitating a bureaucratic system similar to town management, although only hope An official of Erwitt." Ralph put aside the absurd sense of familiarity in his mind, and continued to sort out the information, "Now, as a demon hunter, we have formed an alliance with the mayor of Degonris on the surface, and have Must have the right to speak."

"That pretty little girl with purple eyes is an enemy or a friend. I can't tell, but I prefer that she has no malicious intentions and no real basis." Violet put her hands on her hips, facing Ralph with a cheerful and optimistic smile, " This is a woman's intuition!"

Ralph covered his face. Violet is a female hooligan. Be it emotionally or at work, reckless behavior seems to be the habit of all upper classes. Fortunately, her character is as good as her luck.

"I remember your sword skills are good, Violet." Ralph took out a straight sword from the interlayer of the long box where the dragon fire was placed.That sword was thinner and shorter than ordinary long swords, like a flattened long needle.It was made of sterling silver. Making this sword brought considerable financial pressure to Ralph, and it was tailor-made for Violet.The blade also had a pungent smell of oil, which was a special oil refined by alchemy to harm vampires.Ralph was not used to using a sword, so he prepared a small dagger for himself, and inserted it into the strap inside the windbreaker.

"Gift?" Violet held the silver sword, her eyes sparkling, and she swung it fondly, almost cutting off the victim's head.

"Weapon." Ralph pointed directly at Violet, "I need a cover to charge forward, and you are suitable."

After a brief exchange of information, the two left the chapel.

The town mayor of Degonris, Sylvester, stood on a simple haystack, his muddy leather boots stepping on the yellow dry grass, making the rough haystack even more dirty.Sylvester's attention was focused on those townspeople. She was directing and dispatching those people to carry out basic work. Their time was tight. When it falls on the horizon, the night of cannibalism will begin.

The mayor was sweating profusely to command, and the townspeople obeyed the orders and carried out the harvesting work in an orderly manner, with a clear division of labor like ants.It looks like a spectacular scene of people working together to resist disaster, if one ignores the numbness on the faces of those people and the anxiety in Sylvester's eyes.

Two new big men stood in the corner, commenting on all that was going on in Degonris.

"weird."

"The little girl is too immature. Her leadership ability is not one-tenth of her negotiation ability, and she has increased the difficulty of her work. Now I believe that she is the temporary mayor, let alone Ralph, I can do better than her."

Ralph's eyes focused on the group of moving people, "The work is very experienced, even though Sylvet is almost blindly directing, their work is still going on in an orderly manner."

"Isn't this normal? These foods are their only chance to survive. If they don't work hard, they will starve."

Ralph shook his head, "This is the biggest anomaly. The survival instinct can indeed motivate human beings, but most people will be overwhelmed by fear, which is why most dying struggles fail. The most efficient job The way is to maintain a normal heart that is not surprised, just like it is now."

"They are not following Sylvester's command, but are working according to their own will."

The people who carried the grain changed their flow. They transported the food to the surrounding houses, perhaps hidden in the deep cellar, and then passed Ralph with barely enough food, and returned to the chapel. The stench of rotting food on their bodies is left around their husbands.

Sylvester jumped off the haystack and walked to Ralph and Violet. The melodious bells sounded from the tower in the distance, and the blood-colored sky was dyed red by the evening glow.

"The mountain went down so quickly, I feel like it's only been a few hours." Violet softly complained about her too dull senses.

"It's not a big deal. The dark environment around Degonris remains unchanged, and only we aborigines can accurately control the time." Silvet pulled the female sheriff into the chapel, "It's going to be night, two demon hunters, Night is the time to curse angels."

Ralph looked at the desolate scenery around him. At dusk, the sun's rays sprinkled on the land of Degonris again, dyeing the land blood red, and as the sun set, the "blood" seemed to be flowing, gathering Into that dark place out of sight. "The bell is coming from the tower, who is there?"

Sylvester showed doubts, and then the citizens around her whispered to remind the forgetful young lady.

"That tower housed a bell-ringing eccentric who never descended from the tower, and the fact that this man existed is becoming a legend as people die. We haven't been there because some The people who searched for the supplies in the tower never came out again."

"The eastern tower and the weird bell ringer inside..." Ralph glanced at the townspeople standing beside Sylvette who had regained his senses. The skin is hidden behind dark coarse cloth.

"If I remember correctly, in addition to the main city of Degonris, there are several large buildings conspicuously occupying the corners in the four corners, including the eastern tower."

"You're right." Sylvester locked the iron gate and moved among the crowd.

"The bell ringer in the tower on the east side, the administrator in the library on the west side, the gravekeeper in the cemetery in the north side, and the priest in the wine cellar in the south side."

"They occupy the four areas of Degonris, and have never met us. Some people say that they have found a way to survive the cursed night, and some people say..."

"They've turned into monsters."

"But don't worry, they have never left their respective areas, as long as they don't get close to those dangerous areas, we will be fine."

Violet raised the corners of her mouth, revealing Ralph's signature smile.

"Dear wolf, we have work to do." The female sheriff stroked her newly acquired silver sword. The fiddled weapon and terrifying expression made the crowded people tremble away from the two. "Shall we knock with bullets or with swords? I like to call."

Ralph's expression was indifferent, and those deep eyes seemed to swallow the light.

"Knock on the door with my hands. I'm not such a violent person. Force is just a helpless choice when my words can't move someone."

　When my words can't move you, my violence will.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)