Witch Monastery

So, Zora could only continue listening to the conversation between Hawthorne and Moren with a worried look on her face.

"Because you deserve to live, Morn." Hawthorne held Morn's hand beside the bed and said softly, "I never think that there is anything lowly about the blood descendants. Just as my team can have mummies like Fatima and witches like Ekta, of course, my team can also have you, a blood descendant with high self-esteem."

Anyway, Ekta's true identity has been exposed, so at this moment, he might as well go for broke and tell it all in front of so many people.

As soon as he said this, many dark elves around him were extremely surprised. They all knew that Hawthorne was a believer of the goddess of life, but they had never heard that this guy would actually associate with mummies and even witches!

Vampires are actually not that difficult to deal with. There have been vampire paladins with good personalities and noble conduct in history. However, mummies and witches...

This is truly the first time in history.

Although the dark elves and demons were already used to dealing with each other, they were a race that tended to be evil. Now when Hawthorne said that he did this, they all found it incredible.

Hawthorne noticed the surprise of the people around him, but he didn't care at all. He just stared at the vampire in front of him, paying attention to his expression changes.

It was visibly that the vampire's expression became extremely shocked: "Ms. Ekta... is a witch? This..."

The impact of this information was so great that he even forgot the pain of being unable to die.

Hawthorne smiled: "You can't tell, right? But now she is also a kind person, willing to use her own power to make the world a better place, so I let her stay by my side."

"You too, Morn. To be honest, I want you to live. I have kept you by my side until now just to let you live and do what you want to do."

Moen's throat moved and he lowered his head slightly, his expression still lonely.

Looking at his depressed expression, Hawthorne suddenly felt that he was at his wit's end.

Hiss, how should I continue to persuade him?

He was not sure, and at this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded from behind: "There is one more thing, this gentleman named Moen."

It was Zora. At this moment, for some reason, she suddenly couldn't help but speak.

Hawthorne turned his head to look at her, and saw the weak face of the dark elf, who looked a little excited at this moment. Her scarlet eyes were burning with excited anger at this moment.

She seemed to recall something, and was breathing heavily with anger, her full chest heaving violently: "Those despicable, greedy, and cruel guys who harmed you and made you what you are now, should they still be alive in this world now?"

As she spoke, her anger increased threefold with each adjective she used. She couldn't help but clench her fists, her long purple nails piercing into the flesh of her palms, even bleeding a little, but she herself was still unaware: "Don't you want to take revenge on them first?"

"Let those guys pay the price, pay the price with blood, even if it's just to drag them to death together!"

She gritted her teeth, her inner emotions stirred by Hawthorne's words, and she couldn't help but say everything in her heart.

These words also resonated with the members of the Harun family present. Hawthorne could clearly feel that these dark elves were gritting their teeth, with flames burning in their eyes. Although they did not speak out like Zora, their inner emotions were so full that they were about to overflow.

Huo Sang thought that this mistress was really a pure person. She would say whatever she thought of.

Although this situation is not uncommon among other races, it is extremely rare among dark elves.

That's right. No matter how evil they are, dark elves are still elves after all. They are a race that tends to be chaotic by nature and speak without restraint.

Also normal.

Looking at the woman gritting her teeth, Hawthorne suddenly felt that her outspoken and frank behavior was actually somewhat cute.

only……

He shook his head slightly and thought to himself what a pity.

The problem with Morn is that he doesn't even have a target for revenge. After all, the culprit who turned him into a vampire had already been killed by him...

He thought so, however, what he didn't expect was that Zora's emotional outburst actually touched Morn a little.

Hawthorne still didn't know enough about Morn's past. After all, he had never mentioned to anyone what he did when he was studying at the Magic University.

So none of them knew that this boy of noble birth was essentially an angry young man.

An angry young man who is dissatisfied with the dark status quo in Liber Port and wants to break it all and reshape a new order.

However, after becoming a vampire, he was always shrouded in a gloomy and melancholy temperament, and never showed his former ideals and anger. As a result, Hawthorne and his gang never understood his true color and didn't know what he was like inside.

However, today, Zora's angry outburst accidentally touched the most painful part of Morn's heart.

His eyes were moved, and he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Zora. A terrible flame burned in his equally scarlet eyes.

Chapter 744 I want only Sharma to die

Morn staggered, stood up, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Zora Harlan. Hawthorne observed his expression with some surprise. He did not expect that this vampire would suddenly cheer up.

Morn did not notice the change in Hawthorne's expression. He just stared at Zora's direction. After a long moment, he murmured helplessly, "I never thought that my point of view would be recognized by a group of dark elves..."

Zora was stunned. Thinking of the stereotype of her own people outside, and the fact that this vampire seemed to be a human noble before - this could be seen from his skin, teeth, etc. - she suddenly looked a little annoyed.

"This is nothing more than a basic desire for revenge," she said. "Could it be that over the years, the human nobles have forgotten those legendary revenge stories? Has the story of the Marquis of Mount Moses been forgotten?"

Hawthorne glanced at her and thought that this elf seemed to know a lot about the legendary stories in human society.

But Morn didn't care about her ridicule. He shook his head slowly and straightened up: "Of course not. Rather, I am his admirer."

As he spoke, his tone was filled with sighs: "I just feel sad that my classmates and friends in the aristocratic circle are obviously more vindictive than me, but they focus on teaching others how to forgive others every day."

Hearing this, Zhuola sneered: "This is natural. Only when others generally begin to forgive, they can do evil more recklessly."

Moren couldn't help but laugh. Although they didn't know each other's names, a vampire and a dark elf were actually having a rare conversation with each other.

Hawthorne looked at all this and suddenly felt a sense of defeat. He had counselled Morn so many times before, but he had failed to help him get over his emotional problems. But with just a few words from this dark elf, with the goal of revenge and retaliation against this unfair order, he actually succeeded?

He couldn't help but sigh that many of his previous attempts were in vain. Only by using the right direction could he achieve the desired results.

Over there, the two talked for a while and did not delay any further. Moen put his clothes in order and looked at Hawthorne: "Count, what should we do next? Should we go back first?"

Zora also paused and looked at Hawthorne expectantly. She believed in her daughter's intelligence, so at this moment, she was very sure that Hawthorne would help them to eliminate the elite assassins of the Banrui family.

It could also help her advance the revenge that she had dreamed of accomplishing for the past hundred years but had never been able to achieve even a single step forward.

Hawthorne did not answer immediately. He was weighing and thinking about the many actions and directions to come, as well as what he should do.

In the previous battle, it was Sharma who watched him die without helping him, which led to him being besieged by several Balrogs at the same time. Then Moren launched a suicidal attack to help him out.

If we calculate this way, the top leaders of the Elephants, represented by Sharma, are no longer trustworthy.

However, the war here must continue. The army of Bharata, the holy elephants here, etc., must be commanded by someone to win the war, and I must fight here for a long time.

But if it is Sharma, continue to sit in that position...

But if the top leaders of the Elephants really suffered heavy losses and lost their ability to organize and lead...

He weighed the matter in his mind for a moment, made a decision, and then let out a long breath.

"No, Morn," he said, "You go back first. I have another task to deal with."

Moen was stunned, and not far away, Hannie suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at his figure, an ecstatic look on her face.

He changed his mind and decided to fight against those dark elves!

That must be it! His thoughts

It has changed, things have taken a turn for the better, and our plan is going to succeed!

Her heart was pounding as she looked at Hawthorne eagerly, and then she heard Morn insistently, "What are you going to do? I can go with you..."

"Follow orders." Hawthorne said softly, but his tone did not allow for questioning. "This is my decision. I have to do this by myself."

But then, his voice softened again: "I asked you to go back mainly because Ethan and the others were also injured, and now we need you to go there as a fighting force. Don't worry, it's not a big deal here, and it will be resolved soon."

Hearing him say this, Moen opened his mouth, then nodded: "I understand."

He was about to leave, but then Hawthorne turned his head and looked at Hanny: "Hanny, you come too, send Morn back. Celine and Kasa are also over there, they recognize you."

The smile on Hanni's face quickly faded: "Huh?"

She didn't understand, she was obviously the real leader of this team. With Hawthorne's wisdom, he should have seen it long ago, but why did he send her away?

Her heart was pounding, and she glanced at her mother and the family's elite warriors with some worry.

"Of course, since you helped save Morn, you have become an ally who came to support us in the fight against Orcus." Hawthorne said softly, "My comrades must also know about this important matter. Otherwise, they will mistakenly think that you are enemies, and there will be a big misunderstanding, right?"

"You and Kasa are the only ones who know this place, so it's most appropriate for you to go."

He found a high-sounding excuse, but his fundamental purpose was to get rid of Hanny, the dark elf who was really slippery.

"But..." Hanny pursed her lips, hesitating, looking at Hawthorne, and then at her mother.

Then she realized that the latter was also looking at her. The eyes of the female elf were burning with rage for revenge, and even in the darkness, Hanni seemed to notice that her body was shaking.

Suddenly, she understood her mother's determination.

On the other side, Hawthorne just nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I will do it."

After getting his assurance, Hanny finally gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

Okay, it’s just leaving the team temporarily and leaving everything to him.

As long as you can do it, wipe out all the assassins of the Banrui family and help your mother fulfill her wish...

I’ll give it all to you, okay?

It’s up to you!

After making up her mind, a look of grievance appeared on her face. He then took a step forward, walked out, looked at the helpless Moen, and said unhappily: "Let's go, I'll take you to find Miss Celine and the others!"

Having secretly observed them for so long, she naturally knew exactly where Celine and the others were.

Morn was a little upset that she took her anger out on him like this. But considering that these inexplicable dark elves had saved him after all, he had no choice but to suppress his emotions and leave.

So, Hanni took Morn away. Hawthorne watched them leave, then turned his head and looked in the direction of Zora Harlan.

At this moment, the woman didn't know that when she was outside, Hawthorne had already rejected Hanni.

She was now looking at Hawthorne with some kind of fiery eyes, expectantly, just waiting for his order, so that she could lead her men to deploy and capture the elite assassin group of the Banrui family in one fell swoop!

Facing the dark elf's fiery gaze, Hawthorne chose his words carefully and continued, "Hanni already told me when we were outside just now."

As he said this, his brain was working rapidly. Combining with Zora's words just now, he sorted out a statement: "You want to target the people of the Banrui family and need my help. Okay, although I have just experienced several fierce battles, I still have some spare energy now. It won't be a problem to help you eliminate some assassins."

Zora Harun nodded seriously, and her eyes became even more fiery when she heard the promise he made in person.

"But, I also have a request." Suddenly, Hawthorne changed the subject, "The army of the Boro Kingdom still needs these people to command, so we must not only eliminate these assassins, but also minimize casualties."

Zora thought that this might be difficult. The assassins of the Banrui family were very powerful. When we fight them, we might not be able to take care of the other people here.

There will inevitably be casualties. If you want the commanders to survive safely to the end, it will probably be difficult to do.

She thought so and organized her words, hoping to gain Hawthorne's understanding. But then, she heard Hawthorne say, "So, I request that among the high-level commanders of the Bharata Kingdom tonight, only Sharma dies."

Immediately, Zhuola looked stunned: "Ah?"

She never expected that Hawthorne's request would be like this!

What's going on? In this way, won't the core goal of the Banrui family be achieved?

Although this matter does not conflict with the Harlan family's goals...

But even so, Zora, who thought that Hawthorne and the elephants should be on the same side, was a little confused by his remarks at this moment.

Hawthorne looked at her panicked expression, suppressed his restless emotions, and asked again: "Why, is it not possible?"

Zhuola swallowed, met his gaze, and nodded with difficulty: "Okay, I...we will do our best to achieve this goal!"

After saying this, she suddenly had an idea.

and many more!

If the battle reaches the end and the elephant man named Sharma is lucky enough not to die, then does that mean that the people in their family are also responsible for killing him?

Chapter 745 The Night of the Assassination

When she thought of this possibility, Zora Harlan's heart started beating wildly. She looked at Hawthorne in disbelief, and the latter just took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and said, "Okay, then, let's go, Ms. Zora Harlan."

Zora nodded gently, suppressed the thousands of speculations boiling in her heart, and muttered silently, advising herself that she was only here for revenge and not to worry about anything extra.

She then waved her hand and said "Let's go", and then she and her elite assassins disappeared into the darkness, leading Hawthorne all the way to the elephant people's headquarters.

……

In the building behind the port, Sharma and his subordinates looked ahead at the fierce fighting on the edge of the coastline, their faces full of satisfaction.

After the giant bull demons were exiled one by one by Hawthorne, and the Balor Flame Demons were eliminated one by one with the concerted efforts of international supporters from all sides, there were no more giant beasts on the battlefield that could compete with the Holy Elephants.

As a result, these huge monsters began to run and trample on the battlefield as if they were having fun. Whether it was a huge demon like the Berserker Demon or the Bagula Demon, or a weak undead like zombies and skeletons, they could be defeated with just one kick in front of the terrifying weight of the Holy Elephants.

Without exception, they were all crushed to pieces. For a moment, the entire battlefield showed that Poro was crushing the Ocas troops.

Even if the flying Flo demons, Koshi demons, and the like wanted to rely on their air-to-ground advantage to launch an attack on the holy elephants, they were, after all, just a group of demons weighing only a hundred pounds, far from being giant dragons that were dozens of meters long and weighed hundreds of tons!

The holy elephants couldn't deal with the giant dragons, but they could easily deal with these small demons. They raised their trunks high, and from their long trunks came out amazing elephant sounds. The terrifying crushing sound waves bombarded these evil demons, instantly smashing them to pieces!

At this moment, they didn't even need to do much command. After all, because of the holy elephants, the ordinary soldiers of the Pala Kingdom had enough time to regroup, repair fortifications, stabilize the front, and then use catapults, crossbows and other weapons to pour firepower on the demons again.