Imperial Crown.

Chapter 209 Return to Mon'en City

Mansene's figure emerged from the shadows: "I heard something happened. Did you find anything?"

Her arrival made the originally depressing atmosphere much more relaxed. Byron wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Oh my God, can we please stop talking here and leave!"

More than ten days had passed since the last log entry. There was no way any slaves in the bottom cabin were alive, and there was no point in staying any longer. Denise nodded and left the cabin.

After returning to the deck, Byron was unwilling to stay on the boat any longer, so everyone had to accompany him to the shore.

"Listen to me, Lady Denise, and the two knights." Byron said very seriously, "I'm not sure what kind of monster is on that ship, but it must be extremely evil, and it has devoured more than 600 lives on the ship!"

"And he was very good at hiding. He killed so many people without being actually seen!"

"The good news is, he seems to be afraid of the light."

"The best way now is to pull this ship ashore before daybreak and burn it down, so that the power of our Lord can purify this evil!"

After saying this, Denise lowered her eyebrows and thought about something, and Weber also looked embarrassed.

This three-masted galleon is 47 meters long and 9 meters wide. It can sail smoothly on the sea and inland rivers. It has a cargo capacity of 77 pounds, or about 35 kilograms. It can be said to be the largest ship in the entire Nord province.

As an inland city, even though it has a big river like the Mon River, the shipbuilding industry in Mon City is very immature and cannot build such a three-masted ship.

If you want to order another one, it will cost at least 8000-10000 gold coins.

Money itself is secondary. The most important thing is time. Even if it is customized from Slave Bay, it will take at least one and a half years from placing an order to successfully building the ship.

This ship originally belonged to Bloody Harpoon. If it was burned, it would be an unacceptable result for both the Chamber of Commerce and Weber.

After thinking for a while, Denise said, "Priest Byron, could you please watch over this ship for a while? Afterwards, I will donate a sum of no less than 2000 gold coins to the church in the name of the Chamber of Commerce."

"This..." Byron hesitated for a moment. His parish was in the lower city of Mon'en City, and the profit was not very high. Even though he was occasionally invited by businessmen to perform weddings and baptisms, he only made around a thousand gold coins a year.

2000 gold coins, very tempting.

But he really has no experience in fighting with others. If something goes wrong, he will have the life to earn money but not the life to spend!
Weber continued, "Don't worry, you're not the only one here. The security forces, as well as Manson and I, will be here with you."

Denise advised: "And if you can destroy this evil spirit, you can also receive a reward from the Church."

This was a reassurance to Byron, and he nodded: "Let's make it clear, 10 days, at most 10 days! After 10 days, you must burn the ship!"

Denise nodded in agreement, then immediately returned to the Chamber of Commerce, wrote a letter to Raven, and then spent 23.71 gold coins to ask the Mercenary Guild to deliver the letter and the Captain's diary to Eagle Territory.

This is the use of the Mercenary Guild's air express.

It was issued in the afternoon and delivered to Eagle Fort the next morning.

Raven was eating breakfast when the food arrived, but the smell made him lose his appetite.

However, he also knew that Denise was not a little girl who didn't know her priorities, and something big must have happened, so he immediately opened the letter.

The content of the letter was simple. Denise knew that Margaret was a witch, so she vaguely mentioned that she should ask Raven to send Margaret over to see if the problem could be solved.

After all, the matter is likely related to the "curse".

If that doesn't work, the only option is to set fire to the ship.

Raven frowned. Originally, there were 500 artisan slaves and 100 war slaves on the ship, with a total value of 13362 gold coins, but they were all gone.

If he loses another ship, the amount of gold coins in his account will drop by another level!
After reading the letter, he read the diary carefully again, called Margaret and handed the diary to her.

Margaret picked up the journal, frowned slightly, sniffed it and said, "Baron, this is the smell of 'evil offspring'."

Evil offspring, Raven has seen this word before. It is a term for people who have been mutated after being infected by darkness and negative energy.

Anyone who can produce such a change in a person, even if he is just an ordinary person, must be at level three or above!
After Margaret had read the log, Raven asked, "Can you see any problems?"

"From the log, the creature on the ship is nocturnal and moves in secret. Although it is very bloodthirsty, it is obvious that it still has some intelligence. If these conditions are met, there is basically only one possibility."

"A vampire, and a vampire that has been sealed for a long time and craves blood - at least a viscount."

Raven drummed his fingers on the table.

Vampires are a mysterious, cruel yet elegant race. They call themselves "blood clan" and each vampire has his own title.

The first level is knight, the second level is baron, the third level is viscount, the fourth level is earl, the fifth level is marquis, the sixth level is duke, the seventh level is prince, the eighth level is king, and the ninth level is called Scarlet Emperor.

Their lifespan is longer than that of elves, but if they do not drink blood for a long time, they will slowly become dry, old and die.

And it is certain that this vampire has just awakened, and even if he has some rationality, he will not have much.

Because for vampires, bloodsucking is about quality rather than quantity. A first-level blood is stronger than dozens of mortals. He madly slaughtered 600 people on the entire ship, it must be because he could not suppress his bloodthirsty instinct.

Not to mention, this will also attract the attention of the powerful human beings.

"Master, since Madam Denise has said so, I am willing to take on this job!"

Raven shook his head and smiled, "No, I'll go by myself this time."

He wanted to see with his own eyes what this guy looked like, the guy who caused him to lose tens of thousands of gold coins and even the possibility of losing a three-masted sailing ship!
But before that, he needs to make some preparations.

Raven first went to the Eagle Town Church and asked Lux ​​for a silver basin that had been filled with holy water for 71 years. He then sent it to the blacksmith workshop to make three crossbow arrows, and then he added a first-level incendiary enchantment on them himself.

Afterwards, he went into the secret room and refined two bottles of "Oil of Light" using holy water as the base.

The silver basin that has been used to hold holy water for a long time has an excellent inhibitory effect on dark creatures like vampires. The oil of light can be applied on the body to burn dark creatures that try to get close.

To be on the safe side, Raven also stored a second-level magic Mirror Image in his staff, and asked Lux ​​to store two first-level divine spells "Holy Light Shine" in it to ensure that it could dazzle the eyes of dark creatures.

Finally, Raven even sent Margaret out to contact the bone dragon, preparing to have him stay with him at all times so that he could come out to the rescue immediately if anything unexpected happened!
In response, Margaret commented: "Master, you are really...careful!"

Lei Wen said: "You don't understand. A son of a wealthy family cannot sit in the hall. I have suffered a loss once, and I will not suffer a loss again."

That morning, Raven set off on his horned eagle and headed straight for the city of Mon'en.

Depart in the morning and arrive in the evening.

Flying is prohibited over the city of Munn. In order to express respect for the Slater family, Raven landed outside the city and walked into the city.

Not long after he walked out, Raven heard a shout from afar: "Don't run!"

Following the sound, I saw a man running very quickly with a black package in his arms.

Although not extraordinary, this speed is obviously the result of practice. Ordinary first-level extraordinary people cannot catch up with it.

However, the next moment, a neat figure appeared in front of the man.

It was Mantheni.

She wore a wide-brimmed military cap on top of her short hair, with her face hidden in the shadow covered by the cap. She was dressed in a tight and neat white military uniform. She stood there with her hands behind her back, her clothes fluttering, looking heroic!

"Hand over what you stole." Mantheni said coldly in a neutral voice.

The man gritted his teeth. There were walls on both sides and Mantheni in front of him. There was nowhere to hide!
After a brief consideration, the man suddenly howled, threw the thing in his arms at Mantheni, and turned around to run away.

The alley was narrow and Mantheni seemed to have no room to dodge, but with a sneer on her lips, she moved sideways, suddenly stepped on the wall and started running on the wall!
She ran higher and higher, and just after she passed the man, she twisted her waist, her military uniform jacket flew, and she landed steadily in front of the man: "Run again." "We are all in the same industry, there is no need to be so ruthless, right!?" the man shouted.

Ever since she joined the security forces, Mantheni hated being called a thief the most. Her face changed immediately when she heard this.

The man took this opportunity, bent down and rushed forward, with a sharp dagger in his hand.

Mantheni raised her slender and powerful thighs, and the outline of her muscles could be clearly seen through the tight fabric of her military uniform.

boom.

As the man screamed, the dagger flew high and his body was wide open. Mantheni rushed forward, grabbed his right hand and broke it hard. The man immediately knelt down, covering his shoulder.

"You're quite skilled, Knight Manson." Raven clapped his hands and walked up to him. "It seems I made the right choice to leave the law and order of this area to you."

Raven had used the Eye of Truth before, and was somewhat surprised to find that Mantheni had been promoted to the second level.

"My Lord Baron!" Manson saluted respectfully: "Since you are here, would you like to go with me to the scene first?"

Now it was almost dusk, and vampires were the darlings of the night, so it was not wise to fight them at night. So Raven was not in a hurry to go to the dock, and decided to rest for a night and deal with it tomorrow morning.

Soon, security soldiers came and took the man away. Mantheni had to take over shifts with Weber that night, so she did not escort Raven.

Raven didn't care and went all the way to the Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

"How did you come so quickly?" Denise was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked towards Raven, a little embarrassed: "You should have sent someone to tell me, or have someone bring a reply letter, so that I can be prepared."

Although Weisdon's words were unintentional, Denise took them to heart. These past few days, she had been subconsciously wondering if she was really starting to get old and lose her looks.

But this worry is completely unnecessary.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head with a silver hairpin inserted in it, and her face was lightly made up.

She was wearing a light blue women's suit with tight cuffs and a very high collar, which concealed her plump figure but could not hide her slender waist that was so thin that it could be grasped with one hand.

The dark blue hip skirt makes her figure stand out straight, and her flesh-colored stockings cling to her legs, immersed in her black high heels.

Strict, arrogant, and aloof, but the more so, the more excited Raven became.

"Long time no see." Just like when they first met, Raven took Denise's hand and kissed the back of her hand, while gently scratching her palm with his little finger.

Denise blushed and pulled her hand back.

That night, Raven stayed and Denise cooked a warm family dinner herself.

Raven took Denise's hand with his left hand and Weston's hand with his right hand for the first time in a long time, and said a prayer before the meal.

If there was anything that was not going well, it was Visdon. This guy seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for Raven. No matter how he hinted, he just stood there like a light bulb and refused to leave.

Raven wasn't the only one who was unhappy.

For example, Byron was squatting by the dock.

A long blockade was set up next to the dock, and more than a dozen security forces stood in a line. Torches and braziers were burning, and the flames were pulled into dancing shadows by the wind blowing from the river.

Of course Byron would not stay outside in the wind. He lit an oil lamp and sat in the dock watchman's hut.

Indeed, the cabin was filled with the smell of fish and the odor of the previous caretaker's feet, but this was not what bothered Byron. His eyes were fixed on Manson's back.

Perhaps because he was feeling a little stuffy, Manson took off his hat, revealing his short chestnut hair, smooth earlobes, and wheat-colored skin that was extremely smooth and reflected the light of the torch, making him look particularly attractive.

Byron was very proud of his status. Many businessmen were willing to send their children to him in order to get in touch with him. He also hinted to Manson more than once that as long as Manson was willing to give in, he would get the fighting skills mastered by the Holy See for Manson.

Swallowing his saliva, Byron shook his head to sober up.

Suddenly, he discovered that the oil lamp in the room dimmed - but the flame was still burning vigorously!

A shrill scream resounded through the night sky!

Byron rushed out of the house and saw that a soldier who was standing guard outside had fallen to the ground with a hideous wound on his neck, but not much blood had flowed out!

The security forces around were also stunned. A black shadow flashed by and extinguished more than a dozen torches almost instantly. Even the braziers were overturned on the ground, and the surroundings were pitch black!
The screams of the security forces rang out one after another. Even though the wind was blowing away from the shore, Byron could still smell the strong smell of blood!
The smell made him want to vomit!
"Don't just stand there, that monster is afraid of light!" Mantheni rushed to his side and patted him on the back: "Aren't you a divine magician? Think of a way!"

Byron finally came to his senses, grabbed the scepter and chanted a prayer. He made a few mistakes in the middle, but finally finished it. A ball of light appeared above his head, illuminating the surrounding area for dozens of meters.

There were corpses everywhere, and each one was torn into pieces.

That's not killing, that's sadistic!
A chill rose from behind Byron, causing his entire body to tremble.

Before he could finish his words, he felt a huge force and was pushed to the ground. The next moment, a loud noise was heard right where he was standing!
Shine——

Sparks flashed, and Manseni's sword was wrapped in a thick shadow of fighting spirit, blocking a pair of dark and sharp claws!

And in front of her, there was a ball of black wind that seemed to have no substance!

"Weathering Technique..." Byron's lips trembled: "Vampire!?"

"Cast a spell!" Mansini shouted, "I am no match for him. If you don't cast a spell, we will both die here!"

The sound woke Byron up. He stood up from the ground and crushed the amulet hanging on his chest.

A golden light curtain fell from the sky!

Like a seal or a giant palm, it smashed the black wind to the ground!

Thick holy light surged, and beast-like roars came from the black wind. The originally black lines and the pair of sharp claws turned red and hot, just like paper that had been burned by a fire, turning into ashes and disappearing completely!

Third-level divine art, Holy Flame Impact!
Byron wiped the cold sweat from his head and smiled: "All darkness will be illuminated by the light of my Lord..."

Before he finished speaking, the ball of light above his head suddenly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Mansene's pupils trembled: "Hide quickly!"

That's too late!

A black shadow leaped to Byron's side like a sharp arrow, and there was another black wind, which was much thicker than the previous one and was mixed with scarlet blood.

Two gray hands stretched out from it, twisted Byron's shoulders, and then a pair of sharp fangs pierced his throat!

Byron's body suddenly went limp, his eyes started to become blurry, and his breathing became more and more rapid!

"Stop!" Mantheni, her body wrapped in shadow, strode towards Byron, but the black and red wind only wrapped around Byron and disappeared.

Soon, with a thud, Byron's shrunken body fell to the ground. An elegant and magnetic male voice came from the darkness: "Ah... blood full of the power of light is so delicious."

"The blood of those 600 two-legged sheep is not even half as good as his!!"

"It's a pity that his combat experience is too poor, and a newly transformed 'blood slave' made him give up his trump card."

The voice was getting closer and closer, close to Mansene's ears: "Would you like to join me..."

"Integrate into one?"

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(End of this chapter)