The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde and his companions stood at the dock of Gray Harbor, with their backs to the hunting waves of the Sword Sea. The sea wind could not move the armor on their bodies, and they were as stable as sculptures.

Gotash's broken hair was fluttering in the wind, and Lind carefully moved to the upwind position for no other reason than that this kid Gotash had a serious dandruff problem.

On the other hand, Duke Ravengaardeau, who accompanied him on the tour, had a head so smooth that fleas would slip off it.

Gotash suppressed his anger and anxiety, and the looks in Will and Karak's eyes seemed to roast him alive.

"Tell me, where is Orin's Netherstone."

"There was a moment when I was very close to getting the Netherstone." Gotash carefully unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the bleeding bandage near his heart. "Look, I didn't lie."

Karak said "aww" in a "kind" way, with a look of regret on his face: "Why didn't that Baldian Po aim at your heart?"

When Will saw Gotash injured, he smiled slightly and said with emotion: "There are still many good people in the world."

Linde kept a serious expression and waited for Gotash's next words.

"I had a fight with Orin. But she is not that easy to deal with. She was injured and escaped. She must have returned to her lair to recuperate. As long as you follow the clues and find her, you will definitely win easily."

Gotash's expression was vivid. However, Ying Xin still sensed that this person was hiding something and was probably lying.

The half-elf priest gently poked Lind's arm. He understood and calmly used [Detect Thoughts] on Gotash.

[Just waiting for you to run into the Temple of Baal is the day you die. I would rather let your Netherstone fall into the hands of Orin, because sooner or later that fool will seek his own death. 】

So that’s it, it’s just a cruel trick.

"Mr. Gotash, we are all adults. Only children will defend their incompetence. If we can't get the Netherstone, we have no reason to cooperate." Linde looked around, "Just in time, Zonggui and The Dukes are all here, why don’t I announce in public that I have taken over the Iron Guard.”

"No, no, no, wait!"

Gotash has every reason to be nervous. If he wants to ascend the throne of the High Duke, he must have a vote from the Council of Nobles. The reason why the nobles support him is because of two factors. One is Ravengard's sponsorship. The second is the Iron Guard, which can block enemy forces.

Without these two bargaining chips, Gotash will basically miss the throne of the city's ruler, and his ambitions and strategies will also come to nothing.

This is called beating the snake seven inches.

Linde took back his steps and was ready to listen to Gotash's conditions.

"I will mobilize Bane's black hands to help you hunt down Orin. Of course, I need to rest and I will not come forward."

"Not bad, Mr. Gotash. We are allies now. But there is one condition."

Gotash stretched out his hand with a smile, but froze in mid-air after hearing these words, "What are the conditions?"

"Look, you are now the chief of security of Baldur's Gate. The army of the Supreme God is watching from outside, and there are still many troubles that need to be solved internally. Be a practical politician and eliminate the dangerous factors around you for the people. They I’ll appreciate you even more for it.”

"you mean?"

Lind turned around and patted Asdalen on the shoulder. The high elf had been laughing from the beginning and never stopped.

"According to this enthusiastic citizen's report, there is a group of dangerous vampires lurking in the city. They have abducted and kidnapped seven thousand innocent citizens for hundreds of years. As long as you can eliminate this nest of vampires, the people will definitely look at you with admiration."

Gotash smiled dryly, "Actually, I have a more convenient way to make people obey."

Lin De walked toward the crowd of nobles.

"Wait, wait! I agree!"

Lind laughed and shouted: "Citizens of Baldur's Gate, respected Dukes, Lords, Madams, and Generals, please pay attention. The new Sheriff Gortash is about to destroy the forces lurking in the castle near the old city wall. vampire!"

Amid a burst of exclamations and awkward applause, Gotash confirmed Linde's words with a smile.

"That's right, vampires must be suppressed at any time. It's impossible not to suppress them. Think about it, you took your family out of the city, picnicked and camped on Dusthawk Mountain, and suddenly you were caught by a vampire! So life without vampires is a good time day!"

Many of the nobles and wealthy people present looked unnatural.

The existence of Kazador is not a secret. This old vampire has a wide circle of friends and often holds private parties. Young people who are eager for excitement, or rich people who want to share the secret of the vampire's immortality are all Kazador's guests.

And today, this heinous guy will meet his end.

A group of Bane believers and Flamefist mercenaries were assigned by Gotash to assist the adventure team in eradicating vampires.

Constantine also equipped the team with five Iron Guards to support the scene.

They arrived at the entrance of the vampire castle that afternoon.

Several cursed slaves stopped in front of them. Their minds were completely controlled by Kazador, so they were not afraid even when they saw such a menacing group of people.

"This is the palace of Kazador Zal and entry is prohibited."

"He is the one we are looking for. Kazador has committed a crime." Linde sneered, "You can still surrender now, don't say it was unforeseen."

The guards raised their crossbows without hesitation, but the next second, large-caliber shotguns were pressed against their heads.

"boom!"

After a burst of thunder, there were no more obstacles.

The decoration of the entire palace is quite typical, full of spooky luxury. The suet candles that can be seen everywhere shed thick wax tears. The servants wandering here are all pale, and they are the spawn of tortured bodies.

"It's you! Asdalen, why are you back? Didn't I tell you to leave quickly?" Daleria, who had met before, looked at the group of intruders in shock.

Asdalen smiled strangely, "I'm back again, hehehe. Did you miss me?"

His six younger brothers and sisters put on their costumes. Today was the day when their master, Cazador, held the Black Mass ceremony. Sacrifice seven thousand spawns to gain the power of an ascended vampire.

It can be said that the adventure team came at the right time.

"Kazador, oh hoo hoo, where is he?"

"You're crazy!" The spawns taunted, advised, and were overjoyed at their reunion.

"The master has been looking for you." A skeleton came around the corner of the corridor and made a magical onomatopoeia from its fleshless chest. "Little guy, I thought you wouldn't come back."

The spawn expressed neuropathic fear when they saw the skeleton.

"Gordy." Asdalen's anger was also expressed in wild laughter, "You rotten skeleton deserves to be crushed."

"Don't resent old Gordy, I just want you to know the rules."

"So you tortured us for days."

The skeleton made a belly-laughing gesture, "Yes, oh, you can also sing for me. No one else can scream as beautifully as you. Now, you also brought a group of little fresh meat, for Gordy New friends?”

Asdalen smiled evilly like a night owl, "Yes, my good buddy will crush you inch by inch!"