After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"Who knows."

Charlotte smiled bitterly, shrugged, and leaned back in her chair with a tired expression on her face.

Shaked his head gently.

"During the day, my subordinates and I are restricted in our movements. At night, if we try to investigate something, we'll be chased and bitten by those disgusting creatures. I'm at my wit's end."

As a high-level vampire and the de facto new boss of the vampire clan, it is really embarrassing to be chased and bitten by blood slaves.

Charlotte herself has not been in a very good mood these days.

Finally, Aize arrived. I finally let out a breath of relief and felt like I was about to start.

And these new information made Aize feel extremely heavy at the moment.

According to original expectations, this blood plague was nothing more than a minor destruction caused by the remnants of the previous generation of True Ancestors.

As long as we curb the blood plague and find out the vampires who are causing trouble, the problem will be solved.

But now it seems that it is far from that simple.

The water here is so deep that it is terrifying to think about it carefully.

After a brief silence, he glanced out the window at the pitch-black darkness and nodded.

"I understand. I'll find a way after daybreak. What about you? Do you want to stay here?"

Charlotte supported herself on the table, slowly stood up, smiled and shook her head:

"Forget it, the smell of arrogant heroes here is too strong and disgusting."

After saying that, he glanced at Heidi.

Heidi, who was completely numb, could not give any response at this time.

Those who have worked smoothly with Aze have more or less a lot of resentment towards Aze's former teammates.

But among them, Charlotte is also considered to be the top one.

Almost at the same level as Christina, who I spend every day with.

Perhaps it was because Aize chose to suffer in the team rather than become her follower that made her feel resentful and even to the point of holding a grudge.

It feels like these two people will have a lot of trouble until this matter is over.

It’s a bit of a headache to think about it.

"So where are you going next?"

"I have my own temporary base. I'll go back there after saying hello to my old friends."

Old friend, in this context, the only person I can think of is Violet.

Did these two guys have a relationship that could be called old friends?

Never heard of it.

"…What do you mean by greeting?"

"Nothing, just a literal greeting, nothing to worry about."

As she spoke, Charlotte had already walked to the window of the study.

"Goodbye then~"

After saying that, he turned into a bat and flew out of the room, disappearing into the dark night sky.

In the study, only Aize and Heidi were left again.

Considering that Heidi is in a somewhat bad mood right now, Aize thinks it would be better not to provoke her too much.

After sighing softly, he sat back in his previous seat and continued to process the mountain of documents in front of him.

After taking the new information into consideration, some of the initial ideas had significant problems, and a lot of the content that had already been seen needed to be re-examined.

"Improved blood plague... Well, if there's no information from the vampires, we should consider the possibility of completing the relevant work in the royal capital... How about starting with the magic workshop?"

There is a high probability that I won’t be able to sleep tonight.

As Aize returned to work, the study fell silent again.

The only sound left was the rubbing of paper and the turning of pages.

After a while, Heidi finally came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream.

He stood up, with a gloomy face, and pushed open the door of the study.

Elena was still standing at the door.

"Your Highness, what are you doing...?"

Seeing her master half dead, she asked worriedly.

But Heidi did not respond. She just walked silently into the depths of the dim palace with weak steps.

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After the control of the blood plague failed, Heidi's biggest and most correct decision was to concentrate all the remaining residents and personnel around the palace.

Afterwards, relying on the original building complex, a long defense line consisting of various simple roadblocks, walls, burning towers and other facilities was built as quickly as possible.

Together with the army composed of guards, knights, magicians, militia, and mobilized adventurers, it formed a broken but always standing barrier.

The barrier between hell and the last light.

And at this moment, Villian was standing on top of one of the walls.

Facing the dark street in front of him, he raised his hands and began to gather his strength.

The next moment, the earth shook.

A giant golem made of mud rose from the ground, swung its huge fist, and smashed into the nearest building outside the defense line.

Amidst a loud bang, the building collapsed and instantly turned into ruins on the ground.

Countless blood slaves were shocked by the movement and rushed out from their hiding places, rushing towards the giant regardless of anything, tearing it apart with their claws.

But with little success.

The puppet is not afraid of infection, and these minor physical injuries can be healed instantly with Villian's continuous infusion of magic power.

The giant made of earth and stone, covered with monsters, was unstoppable in the dark streets, razing buildings to the ground.

While clearing a large open area, the blood slaves who were originally rushing towards the defense line were also led in the opposite direction.

The magicians who gathered around her and were responsible for fighting the enemy all looked at each other in confusion.

Their mouths were stretched to their maximum size but they couldn't speak, as if their jaws were dislocated and they couldn't close them.

"Ms. Vivian is amazing! I've never heard of a human being being able to manipulate such a giant puppet!"

A very young magician, who could still be considered a child, said this with admiration on his face.

Her skin was dry and gray from days of overwork, but her eyes almost glowed.

Villian just shook her head indifferently:

"This kind of thing isn't a big deal, right? It's just something you made up at random."

A powerful witch can use anything to make a puppet, but a serious combat puppet still needs to carefully consider issues such as materials and structure.

Otherwise it will be vulnerable.

But that was the official battlefield.

For the naturally restrained blood slaves and simple demolition tasks, these makeshift gadgets that are just for size are enough.

The magical girl shook her head.

"No, no, no, we're not witches. Being able to control a human-sized puppet is already our limit. How can we be like Miss Vivian?"

On the girl's shoulder, she wore the symbol of the magician's rest.

The special color of the logo indicates that she is still a student at the college.

Not only her, but most of the magicians around her are like this.

It is because of the emergency that novices and even non-combatants are forced to take on the task.

Of course, even if their teachers came, or even the top elites of the association came, they would just stand there with their mouths open, and it wouldn't make much difference.

And Villian didn't pay much attention to them.

Villian has been doing this work since Aize gave the order in the afternoon.

Now, only this last area is left, and we can finish the work after demolition.

Thinking of meeting Aize as soon as possible, she continued to add strength.

The second, the third, the fourth...

A total of six large golems stood here, advancing forward like a high wall.

Ignoring the attacks of the blood slaves, they easily razed the city areas they passed through to the ground.

The emotions of the magicians watching had now gone beyond reverence and turned into pure bewilderment.

I couldn't even utter an exclamation.

Some people even fainted on the ground with their eyes rolled back because their world views were so overly shocked.

On the other side of the palace, a huge black shadow was circling and diving in the air.

Occasionally, it would spit out a huge breath of fire like a pillar of light, turning the area below into a sea of fire.

That was the giant dragon that Alicia transformed into, and she was also carrying out Aize's order to establish an isolation zone in her own way.

Of course, that's another story.

Soon, within a few minutes, all that was left as far as the eye could see was open ruins.

In this way, the blood slaves lost their cover for attack.

Not to mention these half-baked magicians who know a little bit, even the bows and arrows in the hands of the militia can effectively kill them.

Finished.

Villian snapped her fingers, and the giant puppet standing in the distance collapsed.

A large number of blood slaves clinging to them were also buried underneath or even smashed into meat paste.

"My work is done, the rest is up to you."

Leaving this sentence, without waiting for the other party to reply, Villian turned around impatiently and walked down the protective wall, heading towards the palace.

The area around the palace was once the heart of the entire capital, dotted with church branches, various associations, and the residences of dignitaries.

But now, there are only refugees everywhere.

Thanks to the palace's ample supplies, these people's living conditions were not too bad, and there were no problems such as famine.

However, the long-term high pressure still made their mental state extremely bad and their clothes dirty.

Villian, dressed neatly and appropriately, stood out among them.

But these dazed people didn't have much energy to pay attention to her at the moment.

As for Villian, she didn't have many emotions worth mentioning about such a scene.

pity?

Sort of.

But not much.

After all, she was one of the thirteen leaders not long ago, and was generally considered an absolute hawk. Quite a number of humans died at her hands in the war.

Although it was forced by the technique, after all, the first person experienced the whole process for a long time, so naturally he would become numb and sudden.

Even after being freed from her restraints, the only person she cared about now was Aize.

At most, loving someone means loving everyone around him.

As for the human population, I'm really not familiar with it.