Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 46: Trying your best but still unable to win
She knows?

She found out!

How could she possibly do that—

His breathing quickened, his heartbeat racing. If possible, Wu Chen wanted to immediately return to the modern era, or jump to the Undead King's world to level up vigorously. However, before he truly considered doing so, he tried his best to remain calm.

Can't escape.

There's no use running away.

If this witch, calling herself Hera Molly, had no connection to any demon god, she could easily eat the table in front of her. But precisely because of this, she was undoubtedly an absolute help in completing the main storyline of the academy and traveling with him to Labrinthian to defeat the dragon priest Moloch!
Gotta... calm down.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in prying into your little secrets." However, Hera Molly simply raised her hand, calming him down faster than he could have intended. "Every rapidly developing wizard has some secrets they don't want others to know. But not everyone can keep them secret without leaving any trace."

"I don't care about your secrets, just as I don't care that the fate of 'Daxter' was completely unknown seven days ago. Since you've joined the academy, the academy will protect your interests until you betray it. The academy's motto, as set by the current Chief Mage, is 'Focus on academics and manage your own affairs.'"

She said it lightly, but Wu Chen felt numb. If she said a few more words, she might find out she was from another world.

"Well, you're not very emotional right now. It seems my presence here makes you a little nervous. But don't worry, my real body is still some distance away. When we actually meet, perhaps we'll both find a more suitable topic of conversation."

So this guy is still a clone or even a projection here! ?
"Then I'll wait for your good news." The witch nodded slightly, and in the next moment, she suddenly collapsed like a bubble, turning into nothingness.

she left.

Wu Chen opened his mouth, sat back in his seat, picked up the vegetable juice on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

The astringent taste is really unsatisfactory.

"Huh..." He exhaled silently. Thinking.

There was no point in even thinking about Hera's problem. Besides that...

That mission.

Hera had confirmed that the dark wizard was in this village. Since he had sensed the threat, he had likely already withdrawn his forces, ready to fight a desperate battle. And considering Hera's confidence and ability, the fact that she had chosen to speak directly in the tavern meant that Gerd and his forces were definitely not there.

If not in the pub, then where?
Wu Chen recalled his own experiences playing The Elder Scrolls Online. Back when it was still a game, Kynar's Woods only had three landmarks worth noting: the Forest Ribbon Tavern, the Malachite Mine, and the Dragon Tomb of Saroknir. Since the game design only required these three locations, it at least showed that they were the most significant in terms of the grand destiny.

The tavern had been ruled out, leaving the mines and the dragon's tomb as the only options. And coincidentally, there was an expert in combating vampires in his convoy.

Hopefully that guy is actually a vampire.

If so, that means...

..............................

Tolland's eyes snapped open, and he took a deep breath. The familiar feeling of danger and disgust filled his nerves.

Something bad has happened.

It's terrible and disgusting. Just thinking about it makes me feel sick to my stomach and angry.

Is it the demon clan?
No, a vampire.

There is a vampire in this town, and it had just appeared near the convoy he was in.

Action must be taken.

He exhaled the breath he had taken in and gently pressed his hand against his chest. A healing spell was cast, and a faint blush suddenly appeared on his face. This wasn't a formal healing spell, but rather a technique to stimulate potential. While there were some side effects, it would at least allow him to quickly recover his combat effectiveness.

His strength returned to his body, and he quickly dug out the holy relic left by his companion from the package left by Wu Chen. He quickly grasped the consecrated stake, which was particularly effective against vampires, and the sacred aura flowing from it slightly stabilized his current state.

Transmutation: Undead Detection. A glow emanated from his eyes, reflecting the aura of death within the area. Transmutation spells operate by altering the form of an object. Applying this to one's own body, they temporarily grant their organs effects they wouldn't otherwise possess. Typically, only Vigilantes or Monster Hunters would learn this relatively unpopular spell.

At this moment, he obtained the eyes of some kind of annihilation creature, and in his field of vision, a ray of dark red light flashed and disappeared in the distance.

A vampire—or at least some kind of undead creature.

The one that appeared near him was either careless or weak, because experienced and powerful vampires knew how to conceal their presence and carried enchanted items to disguise themselves. Conventional undead detection was completely incapable of detecting their whereabouts. After all, if there was detection, there naturally was anti-detection.

Fortunately.

It seems to be a problem that I can solve myself.

The Sentinels' duty was to expel these dark monsters that threatened humanity. Unfortunately, there weren't any large-scale Sentinel strongholds in the Forest of Kaina, making it difficult to find help.

get off.

The tiger man named Lazard had set up a temporary camp in the open space outside the village. Big Cat and his hired workers were trading with the villagers and selling goods. The Breton man who called himself Dust was nowhere to be found, probably spending money or relaxing in the town.

The tiger man had pointed ears and sharp eyes.

As Toland's feet touched the ground, he looked over, and a clear smile appeared on his cat face.

"Aha, my friend, you're recovering faster than Lazard expected. Would you like to come sit down for a moment and have a drink of water?"

He waved his hand.

"Thank you... but no thanks. I have some... personal matters here that I need to attend to immediately."

"Oh?" The Khajiit's ears perked up. As a seasoned Khajiit merchant, even without Tolan's comment, he could already guess what a Sentinel's 'private affairs' might be. He glanced around imperceptibly and nodded. "Do you want me to say goodbye to Dust for you? He's quite the friend."

"Thank you. I will say goodbye to him myself. But if I am too late, please tell him to take the relic package to the Vigilante Hall in Windhelm."

"Lazard understands. May your path be one of warm sand."

"May Stendar protect you." Tolan pounded his chest lightly.

He left immediately, and as he left, the caravan quickly closed its stalls. Night gradually fell, and the sky was already dim. The stars dimmed, and the twin moons gradually emerged. The crowds on the streets thinned, and from alleys and corners came the sharp barking of dogs and the howling of animals.

The air was crisp, with the scent of alcohol and gun smoke, but not much of blood. This further confirmed the weakness of the vampire hiding in the crowd. He adjusted his clothing slightly, concealing the Sentinel's iconic tunic. He discovered several fresh clues, and immediately followed the suspicious points.

Abnormal footprints.

A scratch with a slight smell of blood.

There are subtle remnants of magic, with signs of illusion energy.

And all these suspicious points point to the outside of the town, on the top of the mountain behind the Kaina Forest.

"The Dragon Tomb of Saroknir." Standing high above the village, Wu Chen looked in the direction Tolan had left. Knowing it was a multiple-choice question, even a beginner could master the tracking and surveillance techniques. He only needed to stand still, not even have to move much.

Hera had said that the other party already knew of her existence, so they didn't dare to act rashly. So, what would happen when an elderly wizard, perhaps lacking in everything but certainly in experience, discovered that a special vigilant against vampires suddenly appeared in the town?
Lure them directly into their lair? Wasn't he afraid this was Hera Mori's bait? No, he wouldn't do that. He didn't even have the extra manpower to lay a deadly trap. The most he could do was create some deceptive clues, trying to eliminate this variable with as few resources as possible.

Of course, this still proved nothing. The town was large enough, with plenty of hidden places. The Dark Wizard's actions would at most reveal the insignificant fact that he had spies or intelligence sources among the town guards. After all, not many people knew about the Sentinel's presence in the caravan.

However, for Wu Chen, who had foresight and knew that there were only three places worth paying attention to in this village, this multiple-choice question was not difficult to answer.

"I hope I don't have preconceived ideas and cause a big mistake..." Wu Chen's gaze fell towards the other end of the village.

The malachite mines are located in that direction.

(End of this chapter)