Chapter 203 202 The past leader of Baroness Darkness is added,
Chapter 203 202. The Past of the Dark Baroness - More updates from the leader, please give me your monthly vote! [115]
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It was already night, and with the flapping of a pair of blood wings that were wider and more elegant than what Murphy remembered, the still petite eldest lady was flying towards her clan, with the strong wind blowing, followed by a chic, unique to the Blood Vulture clan.
A "death drop" landing.
The flying black hair seemed to be the same as when she left a few days ago, but Murphy keenly noticed that she seemed to be a little taller.
From his chest to his shoulders, he is still a sad little man.
"Have you grown taller?"
Mrs. Tracey also asked doubtfully, which proved that Murphy's eyesight was very good and he was not blinded because of his change of profession as a "real-time strategy player".
"Well, Lord Pa Ying helped me trace back the power of my bloodline and purify the blood of sinners again when I broke through the silver level. In fact, it could have been higher, but I'm used to this, so I controlled it."
The eldest lady answered in the same calm manner as before.
But compared to the indifference that once kept people away from thousands of miles away, she now has a lot of gentleness between her eyebrows, more like the escape she should have at this age, although the actual age of the eldest lady is already 30.
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She glanced at Adele again, winked at her good friend, then took a deep breath and bowed to Tris and said:
"Silver level psychic master Femis Cecilia Lesembra, I salute you and report. Your Excellency, please allow me to return to the family line."
"Of course, Countess Under Armor, Transia will always be your hometown. We are now in a desperate situation and need your strength."
Tris played with the luxurious Serenade cane in her hand and said something very stylish and majestic.
After Sarokdar's death, her resentment towards the past had dissipated, and she was finally able to have a sincere conversation with the girl in front of her with a complicated life experience.
"Hello, Countess."
Murphy also bowed and said:
"The Earldom of Cadman has begun reconstruction. Considering the threat of the Black Disaster, the reconstruction of your territory may be delayed for some time."
"I don't care, Murphy."
Femis shook his head and said:
"The Under Armor Hills have never been a prosperous place. In fact, the same is true for the whole of Transia. People from other places call our place a barren place. The saddest thing is that we can't even find a reason to defend our hometown.
This is indeed a terrible place.
But now, the devastation of ten years of war has made it no different from a barbaric land. Besides, I am not very good at management and leadership. A title is enough. I'd better continue to let you, the governor of Transia, act as my agent for my territory.
."
As soon as Femis finished speaking, Murphy's Lord System beeped and refreshed the information:
[The new escrow territory 'County of Under Armor' has been added. Please inspect the territory as soon as possible to collect the specific information of the citizens. The governance and management rights of the Transia region have been updated to: 2/3. The Earl of Xico in the north of the region has not yet been explored.
.]
"well."
Murphy sighed inwardly.
It was a good thing to get the new territory under trust, but he was currently very short of manpower. Not only were there not enough small players, but there were also not enough administrative managers who could be entrusted with responsibilities.
Miriam has already written a letter to her classmates, planning to send it to Port Chardeau through the channels of the Capet family to recruit as many professionals as possible to serve. Professor Malcolm also promised to invite some students and friends
come over.
But with the "good name" of Transia region.
To be honest, even if he was generously offered the temptation of title and power as reward, Murphy didn't have much hope for it.
Although stud is a kind of wisdom, and there is an old saying that it is better to be the head of a chicken than the queen of an ox, but considering that people from outside the world do not understand Chinese, it is difficult to say whether there are any big-picture warriors among the students of the Administration Department of the Chardeau Craftsman University.
He is willing to take the risk of being blamed for the black disaster and come to Transia to "participate in the grand event" with Murphy.
"Don't be so gloomy, Murphy, I have brought assistance from Lord Paying and the Blood Alliance clan."
The eldest lady seemed to have guessed Murphy's troubles. She smiled and pointed to the convoy behind her. Ten vehicles were filled with various supplies from the Blood Alliance Knights, as well as some sophisticated armor and weapons, dwarf firearms and various
Alchemy materials.
The most exaggerated thing is that the last two cars are equipped with some small machine tools.
It was used to make some precision tools, and there was also a small bullet processing machine, which Lord Paying specially allocated from the logistics supplies of the Blood Alliance Knights.
It may not be of much use, but it is really a timely help for the current Transia! This alone is enough for Murphy to be grateful to Lord Paying, whom he has not yet met.
In addition to supplies, there were also 30 blood alliance knights and 60 armed blood servants who arrived with the convoy. To be precise, they were reserve blood knights and their retinues who were undergoing knight assessments.
There is no such thing as "blood servant" within the Blood Alliance Knights, although in the eyes of other blood clans, there is basically not much difference between armed blood servants and blood followers.
These knights were sent to support the construction and restoration of order in Transia. The black iron-level elite monsters of Yishui were led by a silver-level reconnaissance knight. The knights' retinues were also black iron-level human warriors. Murphy
In their eyes, they cannot see the flattery and weakness that are unique to other blood servants.
This is enough to prove that Lord Paying is really good at leading troops. He must have armed the hearts of these humans who obey the vampires with some noble ideals and hopes.
"Salute to you, Grand Duke Blood Vulture."
The scout knight riding the scarlet war horse dismounted, stepped forward and gave Tris a knightly salute, then took off his helmet, revealing long chestnut hair.
Oh, she is still a tall and slender vampire girl. Players will definitely like her, but her too slender body, iconic pointed ears, and delicate face are different from humans.
Is this an elf vampire?
Gee, it’s still a Sarain? A rare breed!
Murphy blinked.
Mrs. Adele beside him directly grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist. It was obvious that as a half-elf, she was full of hostility towards all elves.
This small move did not go unnoticed by the scout knight carrying a bloody bow, but she didn't care, and just reported to Mrs. Trish with a solemn expression:
"The third lord of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, 'Arrow of Punishment' Yvette Liad Cappadocia's reconnaissance vanguard captain Leonia Garanod Cappadocia reports to you! By Lord Paying
Following Lady Yvette's orders, I, the thirty reserve knights under my command, and their retinues will be on duty in Transia!
Help the Blood Eagle Clan restore its rule and territorial order, and at the same time help you train new soldiers and organize defense until the Black Disaster is over.
During this time, we will be under the control of you and the lords of Transia."
"Very well, Captain, I thank you for coming and extend my most sincere thanks to Lord Paying and little Miss Yvette."
Tris responded appropriately, but then she stared at the tall and heroic archer knight with chestnut waist-length hair in front of her, and said in a curious tone:
"Your surname was 'Galanod'? So, you come from the Moon Elf royal family?"
"The past means nothing to me anymore, Grand Duke Tris. From the moment I joined the Knights of the Blood Alliance one hundred and ten years ago, I only have the identity of being a descendant of Cappadocia."
The elf vampire arch knight in front of her gave Tris a standard Arrogant Descendant answer, which made Tris stop asking. However, when she put on the blood alliance knights' standard night bat helmet again, she still used the scarlet-embellished amber
His eyes glanced at Mrs. Adele beside Murphy.
She uttered a grunt in Elvish, then mounted her horse and returned to the convoy in a military manner.
But several vampires here are "learned people"! Even the least learned Murphy had a language translator from the test administrator, and they all understood the meaning of Lenia's Elvish words.
"The bastard from the dark."
These words broke Adele's defense.
If the elder Murphy hadn't been by her side, she would have drawn her sword on the spot and fought to the death.
"You go first, and we will follow."
Murphy said something to Tris and Femis.
The eldest lady was a little worried, but she returned to the convoy under the instruction of Tris's eyes.
Adele is a descendant of Murphy. This is a conversation between their elders and their heirs. Even though the eldest lady has already regarded Mrs. Adele as a sister who grew up together, she is not qualified until Murphy finishes the conversation.
participate.
There are so many ancient rules of the vampire family, just like the old lady's foot-binding cloth, annoying! No wonder the Wolfsbane clan no longer recognizes these broken rules.
Watching the convoy continue to move towards Scarlet Castle, at the edge of the dark Baroness's territory, Murphy waved his hand in the darkness, letting the blood-eating vultures that had been flying high in the sky continue to investigate the surrounding areas.
Then, he turned his head and looked back at Mrs. Adele, who had her head lowered and said nothing.
He said:
"I have always heard that the relationship between the shadow elves and the other three elves is very bad. Today's meeting is indeed extraordinary. How come the hatred between the four elves among you is more complicated than the vampire clan that is best at internal fighting?
?”
"I'm not an elf! Master, I never wanted to be an elf."
Probably because she was emotionally excited, Mrs. Adele's tone at this moment was not as submissive as before.
She angrily stared at the territory in front of her that was nominally hers, because the violent emotional fluctuations caused her staggering chest to rise and fall. After a few seconds of silence, she sighed and pointed at the dark mountains ahead.
direction, said to Murphy:
"Fifty years ago, my mother set out from here to enter the Dark Mountains. She came from Xiko City, and it is said that she was the daughter of a baron. However, she loved adventure since she was a child, and when she became an adult, she joined the halfling explorers with excellent results.
association.
That was not the first time she went to the Dark Mountains, but her original mission was not to go to the Eternal Rift Valley where the shadow elves were.
Her mission that time was just to help the Ring Tower collect some psychic samples outside the Dark Mountains, but an accident happened soon. While observing the rare goatman tribe, she encountered the slave-catching team of the Shadow Elf Medjeva family.
.
She could have escaped.
But her hopeless explorer character put her in a desperate situation.
She was brought back to the Eternal Rift. She thought she could use her eloquence to complete a conversation with the matron of the shadow elves, but the savage shadow elves didn't give her that chance at all and threw her directly into the Colosseum.
inside.
It was only then that she realized what a stupid mistake she had made.
If my father hadn't been helping her, she wouldn't have survived the first year and would have died of various tortures!"
Mrs. Adele has never told anyone about her specific life experience, and even Miss Femis does not know it. But tonight, her "elf compatriots" broke her guard, and her trusted elders were by her side.
Lady Adele finally revealed the past traumas she had been unwilling to mention.
Murphy didn't ask or interrupt, he just listened patiently.
He knew that all Adele needed now was to listen.
"My father was also a slave. His experience of appearing in that cursed place was the same as that of my stupid mother, but he was a half-elf, a half-elf in the true sense. His mother, my grandmother, was a
The huntress of the Winter Wolf Legion who unfortunately fell into the hands of the Shadow Elves during the Fourth Black Catastrophe had my father after a certain lewd insult.
My father was born in the Colosseum, and three months after he was born, my grandmother died fighting the beasts in the Underdark.
My father was very lucky. He inherited the intelligence of humans and the dexterity of elves, so he was noticed and adopted by a warrior captain of the Medjeva family. He lived as a slave since he was a child until he became a powerful fighter.
When my mother was thrown into the Colosseum, he was already the king of fighters of the Medjeva family.
His fame even spread throughout the Thirteen Shadow Elf families in the Eternal Rift. Those hateful elves called him "Hydra" to describe his superb martial arts.
I don't know why my father protected my mother. Maybe it was lust, or maybe it was love? But the price was that the shadow elves cruelly demanded that he must shoulder the heavy responsibility of two gladiators.
My father agreed, and it was not a difficult task for him given his skill and martial arts skills.
In this way, my mother lived in the city of Mejeva for ten full years under the protection of her father. She was a 23-year-old idiot explorer when she went there, but ten years later she had become a still naive idiot.
I hate her stupidity!
Not only because she put herself in danger, but also because my father ultimately lost his life because of her.
Unlike my father, who has become accustomed to the Eternal Rift and regards it as his hometown, my mother has been trying to escape. She used her father's prestige among the slave gladiators to form a secret group.
My father didn't agree with her adventure, but my mother still went her own way.
That cunning woman took advantage of her father's love for her. She bewitched her father to achieve her goal. One day when the mistress of the Aichine family came to visit, according to the rules of the shadow elves, a meeting between the two families was held.
Gladiator jousts presented to distinguished guests.
My mother thought she had taken a chance.
She asked her father to create chaos in the arena and use the opening of the family city on that day to lead the slaves to escape from the Eternal Rift.
But her father knew her plan would never work!
She underestimated the predictions about the future made by the fate-weaver girl of the Medjeva family. Perhaps all of this was under the control of the cruel Elf Mother.
A brutal drama about freedom and escape.
That is what the shadow elves like to do the most. They will cruelly implant the illusion of 'freedom' into their slaves, and then ruthlessly extinguish it, in order to watch the pain of the slaves' mental collapse and use it as inspiration.
happy."
Lady Adele's tone became lower, hoarse and sad.
Murphy knew that this story was about to turn. He put his hand on his heir's shoulder and whispered:
"But your mother succeeded, I guess because your father made an unexpected sacrifice?"
"I have no idea."
Adele said softly:
"No one told me about my father's final outcome, but as you said, the escape that day went extremely smoothly. My mother, who had just given birth to me less than two months ago, led the slave gladiators who were unwilling to obey and escaped.
Mejeva city.
But that's not a gift from fate.
When her father said goodbye to her, he told her to wait for him at the entrance of the Eternal Rift for three days. If he didn't show up, it would mean that his soul had returned to the Dark Temple of Avalon.
My mother waited seven days.
Neither my father nor the pursuers of the Medjeva family came. Only then did she realize what price she had paid for her freedom. The man who loved her most in the world was stupid for her.
The idea of giving everything he could.
She has no choice but to go.
She could only take those slave gladiators and try to return to the place where she was born.
I don’t know what happened, but my mother did not cross the filthy swamp in the end. Instead, she discovered the hidden valley I told you about in the barren mountains, and led the gladiators who regarded her as their leader.
Survive there.
They were all half-elves, poor people who were denounced as ‘bastards’ and not accepted by both races. We could only hug each other to keep warm.
But when I was ten years old, a group of hungry jackals and trolls attacked our valley. My mother died fighting to resist the invasion. At that time, she had changed from a professional explorer to a sincere Avatar.
Long believers.
I escaped from the chaos and was escorted through the filthy swamp by my mother's confidantes, Uncle Bella and Aunt Bernice.
Their original intention was to send me back to Xico City to my grandfather and grandmother according to my mother's last wish, but there were terrible things in the filthy swamp. My uncle and aunt buried my bones there to protect me. I could only
A man stumbles back to Transia.
The people in the border villages did not accept me. They regarded me as unlucky.
I was tired and hungry, and I was beaten half to death for stealing. If I hadn't met the eldest lady, I would have died there."
"But you did not return to Xiko City."
Murphy said:
"You seem unwilling to obey your mother's arrangements?"
"Why should I obey?"
Adele, who has always been docile, asked in a rare moment:
"Does my mother have any merits in her life that deserve my obedience to her? All her tragedies stem from her innocence and stupidity! The only thing worthy of praise is the pursuit of freedom, but look at what she did for that person who was
What she paid for what she threw away and wanted to find again!
Compared to her, I respect my father whom I have never met more.
I believe that when my father died on that day, it was not just because of his love for my mother. I prefer to believe that my father, who never intended to leave the Eternal Rift, died for me.
That man doesn’t want me or his daughter to live the same life as him!
As for a family that can teach a fool like my mother, what is the appeal to me?
I would rather follow the eldest lady and become her servant.
Of course, I went there once when the city of Xico was destroyed by the plague, but as I expected, that family had long since disappeared into history, and their family crest had disappeared before the outbreak of the Ten Years' War.
At this point, the last contact between me and my mother has disappeared, which makes me feel more relaxed.
I am Adele, master.
My name is Bella Bernice Adele!
My name comes from my father’s gift and blessing when he finally left, and also from two elders who sacrificed their lives to protect me. They are both elders worthy of my respect.
But there was nothing in it that had anything to do with my mother.
I hate her.
I don’t want to let myself become someone like her who will only drag others down, nothing more.”
Silence fell in the dark night.
After a few seconds, Murphy took out a handkerchief and handed it to Adele, whispering:
"If it weren't for the fact that vampires can't cry, I'm afraid you would have cried by now. This world obviously doesn't treat us gently enough. Just pretend to wipe away the tears crying out of pain in your soul. You need me and the eldest lady to help you beat
Give that arrogant bow knight a beating? We'd be happy to do that."
"No, it's not because she called me a bastard that I felt so uncomfortable."
Lady Adele curled her lips.
She held the handkerchief and whispered:
"I just suddenly remembered the past. I was a quarter-blooded half-elf. I was neither a human nor a descendant of darkness, nor did I belong to the forest. Now I no longer even belong to the world under the sun.
My identity is too complex.
I don't even know how to fit myself into the system of this world.
Mr. Murphy, do you feel this way?
It’s like being abandoned by the world.”
"Yes, I have."
Murphy put his hands behind his back and looked at the night sky in the distance. He said:
"This feeling is called a vampire. I am an eternal sinner who will never be accepted, but I bear the malice from the world without even knowing what crime we have committed. Who else in this world can be more powerful than us?