Tome of Blood

"Your Magistrate! It's the courtyard in front! I saw a carriage enter with my own eyes, accompanied by two servants on horseback!"

"They still have crossbows in their hands!"

On the dilapidated street, a skinny homeless man pointed to the yard not far away and said flatteringly.

In front of him were two teams of knights.

A team wearing black robes and holding silver swords, obviously knights of the witcher house, led by the female knight Kara of the second rank of Silver Moon and the son of the duke, Leno, followed by the anxious old servant of the Castel family, Ka. Simodo.

The other team was uniformly dressed in leather armor, and they were city guards from Boulder City, led by a nobleman in robes with a mustache.

It was the robed nobleman who spoke to the tramp.

He pinched his mustache reservedly, nodded slightly, and then looked obsequiously at Leonor on the other side:

"Lord Leno, it should be here. This used to be the estate of Earl Broyle. After the disaster ten years ago, this place was abandoned."

"We received a report more than ten minutes ago, saying that someone was galloping on a horse in the city. The description of the carriage is very similar to the carriage of the Castel family, and it is likely to be the hijacker."

Leno nodded solemnly, then looked at Kara.

Kara didn't speak, but directly led the Demon Hunter Knight and rushed in.

Leno froze for a moment, subconsciously wanting to keep up, but after glancing at the homeless man who looked forward to fawning, he stopped again, and groped in his pocket.

The tramp's eyes gradually brightened, full of hope.

But after touching it for a while, Leno looked a little embarrassed.

He glanced at the homeless man, coughed dryly, looked away unnaturally, and said to the other people as if nothing had happened:

"Captain Kara has already gone in, let's follow quickly."

After speaking, the horse followed.

The tramp sighed, and then looked at the nobleman in robes who was the magistrate.

Robe Noble: ...

"What are you still doing in a daze? Get out of the way! Can you afford to delay the work of the Demon Hunting Institute?!"

With a straight face, he whipped the whip in the air, and said coldly.

Then, he rushed in with the rest of the city guards.

Only the vagabonds are left cursing and eating in the swirling dust:

"Bah! Noble bastard! Curse you for giving birth without an ass hole!"

...

A group of people entered the courtyard, and a strong smell of blood rushed to their faces.

Everyone's faces changed almost at the same time.

Kara's eyes swept over the beast-like bloodstains on the ground, she got off her horse, and knelt down on one knee to grab a fistful of blood-stained soil.

"The blood stains solidified not long ago. It should have been fifteen minutes to half an hour ago. Judging from the traces of the battle, it should be some kind of small monster, which tends to be humanoid."

Leno also followed, glanced around, and said.

Carla glanced at him unexpectedly, but didn't speak.

Her gaze followed the bloodstains to the disintegrated carriage and hideous corpse not far away.

"Two attendants had their hearts ripped out, and one... Hiss... It's a bit miserable. It looks like the first one to encounter a monster."

Leno snorted.

As he spoke, he pinched his chin, thoughtfully:

"This killing method... is a bit like—"

"Blood demon."

Carla went on.

Her gaze has been wandering around, as if looking for something.

"Blood... Gorefiend?! Master Kara, you mean that my master has encountered a Gorefiend again?!"

Quasimodo's eyes widened, his expression terrified, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead almost instantly.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing that your master is not here."

Leno comforted.

After speaking, he stepped forward to investigate, but he tripped over something under his feet.

Leno looked down and found that it was a hand crossbow.

He picked up the hand crossbow casually, and was about to throw it away after a few glances, but suddenly his expression changed slightly.

He looked at the handle of the crossbow seriously for a while, his face became more and more ugly.

Glancing quietly at the witcher knights and city guards who were searching the scene, he silently put away the crossbow.

The scene in the courtyard was appalling.

After some investigation, everyone has confirmed that the three people who hijacked the Countess of Castel are all dead.

Even the pack horse of the carriage was found dead in the forest.

However, the kidnapped girl disappeared.

Quasimodo's expression became more anxious and worried, and the faces of the witcher knights gradually became solemn.

And at this moment, a crazy roar suddenly came from deeper in the courtyard:

"Roar--!"

The female knight Kara rushed over almost instantly without hesitation, and the rest of the witcher knights followed.

Leno hesitated for a moment, and chased after him with the sheriff and city guards.

Everyone circled around a forest, widening their horizons.

What came into view was an abandoned garden, a silver cage of light was very eye-catching in the night, and a crooked humanoid monster was trapped in it.

It has a pair of sharp fangs, and a long tongue dripping with mucus. While roaring, it kept struggling in the cage.

Leno's eyes narrowed slightly, while a cold light flashed in Kara's eyes:

"It's an out-of-control blood demon."

"Yo! You are finally here, meow!"

A hoarse voice attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone cast their gazes, and saw a fat black cat lazily lying on its side on the incomplete sculpture not far from the Cage of Light.

One of its front paws is holding its head humanly, while the other front paw is yawning:

"Yawn... If you don't come, Master Cat, I'm going to fall asleep."

"Lord Nice? Why are you here?"

The witcher knights were slightly taken aback.

The female knight Kara was not surprised, but asked succinctly:

"What about her?"

"Yawn...in the carriage behind!"

It turned its back and nunuzui.

There, there is still an intact carriage parked.

The moonlight was like water, and the night breeze blew open the curtains of the carriage, revealing the scene inside.

In the carriage, a petite and beautiful girl was curled up in a corner, sleeping peacefully.

She breathes steadily, her white dress is very neat, her slightly protruding chest rises and falls gently, her long eyelashes flutter slightly, and she smacks her lips occasionally, as if she is having a good dream.

"Owner!"

Quasimodo was surprised and rushed forward.

"Hush! Keep your voice down! Still asleep!"

The black cat quickly raised a paw and blew in front of its mouth, staring at the cat's eyes and said.

"Ugh... oh oh oh!"

Quasimodo was stunned for a moment, then quickly covered his mouth and nodded, his movements became more gentle and cautious than ever before.

The black cat breathed a sigh of relief.

And at this time, Kara looked at it, and her voice was as cold as ever:

"What happened?"

"Hey, what else can there be? It's unlucky for those three idiots. I can choose whether to choose this yard as my stronghold. Who knows that there is an out-of-control Gorefiend hiding here!"

The black cat pouted.

With that said, it said bitterly again:

"That's really an ugly and cunning gorefiend! Cruel! Evil!"

"If it weren't for Master Cat, I've been following secretly, and I'm afraid that Miss Castel will suffer along with her!"

"Okay, it's fine if you come here. Maintaining this orderly cage will exhaust me, Mr. Cat!"

"You? You saved my master?"

Quasimodo looked grateful.

The black cat's expression was a little unnatural.

It gave a dry cough, glanced guiltyly at the sleeping girl behind it, and said proudly:

"Well, Master Cat is also entrusted by someone to protect your young lady in the recent period! I want to thank... let's thank Raoul of the mission hospital!"

When it comes to the name Raoul, it almost gnashes its teeth.

"Thank you! Thank you very much! The Castel family will never forget your kindness!"

Quasimodo kept thanking him.

Everyone's voices seemed to wake up the sleeping girl, and a delicate hum came from the carriage.

Quasimodo cheered up, and hurriedly greeted him, saying in surprise:

"Master! Master, you are awake!"

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the girl slowly opened her sleepy eyes, with a little confusion in her dazed eyes.

Seeing Quasimodo's ugly and worried face, her eyes gradually returned to focus, a sweet and innocent smile appeared on her delicate and lovely face, and her delicate and crisp voice was very pleasant, like an angel:

"Oh! It's Quasimodo..."

"We, are we home?"

Nice: ...

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