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Chapter 115 114. About the Black Disaster【5460】

When Murphy found Tris, the latter had just walked out of the tent where the injured were placed.

As a psychic master, although she has lost her power, and although she prefers the more aggressive dark psychic powers, Tris is no stranger to the healing spell casting skills. Even if she loses a few psychic powers, she can still recover. of.

She always has her own things to be busy with, and Murphy never interferes much in Tris's daily life.

But Tris is not in good condition at this time.

She always rubs her forehead when walking, and her face is paler than usual.

Murphy knew why.

He stepped forward to support Tris and asked softly:
"Did Sarokdar's death make you weak? I know that the departure of an elder will always cause unspeakable pain to the heirs in the blood contract. What a damn guy, he is dead but he is still torturing you."

"You're overthinking it. I just didn't drink tonight, and I have a headache from overusing my brain just now."

Tris rolled her eyes, snorted, reached out and touched the scar on her neck, and said:
"I lost all my blood essence more than 100 years ago. In addition to still having the life characteristics of a vampire, I am no different from a more powerful ordinary person. I think I may have unintentionally cracked the code that has troubled vampires for 1000 years." The second solution to the blood contract."

The Scarlet Witch played with the braids on her chest and joked a little teasingly:
"As long as you make yourself weak enough, the pain when your elders leave will no longer affect you. It would be better if you endured more painful experiences than this thing every day. There is relief in such bitterness The pain can just be a pleasant surprise in a boring life one day."

Murphy curled his lips, helped Tris back to her tent, and took the initiative to open a bottle of wine and pour her a glass. He surrounded the wine glass with cold death energy to cool down the wine, then handed it to Tris' mouth and said :

"Don't hold on, it still hurts, right?"

"Can't you stop exposing my pretense of being cool? Little Murphy, you are so annoying when you are smart!"

Tris sighed and took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Then she let out a hearty laugh, handed the glass back, knocked on the chair and said:
"Have another drink, this time with more ice."

"Drinking too much before bed is not a good habit."

Murphy made a routine complaint and poured her another glass.

This time, more death energy was gathered in the palm of his hand, making the wine start to radiate a chill.

Tris held her chin up and watched this scene. When Murphy turned around, she suddenly asked:
"Did you drink the blood of origin?"

"How do you know? I thought no one would know this secret."

The handsome young vampire did not deny that he could never lie in front of Tris.

He looked at Tris curiously, expecting the answer, and the Scarlet Witch made a weird laugh and touched her lips, saying with a hint of nostalgia:
"The ancient blood full of psychic energy and power tastes good, right? The last time I tasted it seemed to be more than 200 years ago, when the stingy Salokdar gave it to us when we went to steal the seed of life. Let's take a drink each to strengthen the power of the midnight sun.

Unfortunately, that bastard added something to it so that it no longer has the ability to cancel the blood contract.

He didn't dare to give me freedom, he was afraid of me back then, he was scared to death!

Thinking about it now, that scene was as unlucky as Zhuangxingjiu, leaving me no time to taste its wonderful taste.

We went together with 17 elders, but in the end only two of us came back. The decline of the Blood Eagle Clan also started from that night. We exhausted the potential and high-end power of the clan and only gained one possibility, and that one was in The seeds planted more than 200 years ago, like the rhythm of fate, finally brought complete destruction to the Blood Vulture tonight.

But because of this, I am quite familiar with the enhanced strength that drinking the blood of origin brings to vampires.

Little Murphy, now you have made up for the talent and strength that I failed to give you. Your wings are strong enough. Perhaps you can fly alone in the sky and should not be trapped in this ghost place of Transia. "

"I can, but that doesn't mean I'm willing. I don't want so many choices, because that means I can only choose one thing but have to give up more. Choice is not a good thing, and we don't need too many."

Murphy brought the wine with ice cubes in front of Tris and said:

"You still need me here! You still need me, so let's talk about it after traveling to see the world. I have a gift to give you."

He was about to take out the mechanical lockbox containing Sarokdar's heart, but when he put his hand on the psychic bag on his waist, he suddenly stood up straight and looked outside the camp.

In the vision shared by the blood-eating vulture Revno in the sky, he saw another guy walking towards this direction.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, His Excellency Palano, the First Knight Lord of the Blood Alliance Knights, who had finished grooming, eliminated the traces of the battle, and returned to his handsomeness and elegance, appeared in a very graceful and graceful posture under the moonlight with purple light. In front of Murphy and Tris.

This coquettish guy is wearing a silver-white slim-fitting robe with a huge silver moon embroidery on the back. It looks like an elf-style "house clothes". He is also holding a large bouquet of red and black roses in his hand.

Obviously, he was also here to deliver something.

Murphy's face immediately turned ugly.

It's midnight!
What do you, a grown man, want to do when you come to Trish's tent with arrogant roses?Didn’t we all agree in the collapsed corridor before?You're such an unethical guy that you actually carried out a sneak attack, right?
But this was actually entirely overthinking on his part.

Lord Paliano is a very gentlemanly strong vampire. He is not here to express some delicate emotions to Tris, but just as an old friend to celebrate Tris's "freedom".

"Ah, the scarlet witch, who is as gorgeous as the midnight fire, my former muse, I am grateful to see you finally escape from the contract constraints of a careerist and a lunatic with the blessing of midnight.

From tonight on, no one can stop you from enjoying your hard-earned freedom. "

Palano reached out and brushed his long golden hair, which was as curled as a lion's mane, exuding a light scent of men's perfume, and presented the midnight rose in his hand with a smile on his face.

Tris held the wine glass in one hand and took the rose in front of her indifferently with the other hand, put it under her nostrils and smelled it.

"Well, the unique earthy fragrance under the dark mountains. It seems that your unlucky rose garden is still in business?
To maintain the land where such delicate roses grow in that damn place in the Dark Mountains, the annual investment is an astronomical amount. Is the economy of your Blood Alliance Knights already so prosperous?

Little brother Palano, although I don’t know how my sister Lily died and how you replaced her as the first lord.

But does Lord Paying really not care about your outrageous behavior and just let you run around in circles and embarrass him? "

Tris pouted and said:
"We haven't seen each other for more than 100 years. The last time I saw you, you told me that you had 37 goddesses in your heart. How many are you now?"

"137 people!"

The vampire lord laughed heartily and said proudly:
"I am such an emotional gentleman who appreciates beautiful things, and I have always been proud of that."

But the next second he became sad again. Under Murphy's slightly disgusted gaze, he took out an exquisite black notebook, put it in his hand and touched it with emotion and said:

"However, the 48 goddesses I have loved over the past hundred years have entered the curse of aging. Human life is always as bright as fireworks, and the amazing charm is only hidden in the fleeting glance. When I record their beauty , a moment seems to have become an eternity.

death.

It ruthlessly took away so much beauty, leaving only pale memories to soothe our sad hearts. "

While chanting like a bard, the blond knight opened his small book and tore out a page from it and handed it to Tris.

He blinked his blue eyes and whispered with emotion:

"The charming Scarlet Witch has returned from the dead. My dear Tris, I have finally been able to put the unbearable sadness behind me."

Tris took the page, which was hand-drawn by Palano.

It was the scene when he last saw the Scarlet Witch more than 100 years ago.

Murphy glanced sideways, and then he was surprised to find that the unreliable prodigal in front of him actually had superb sketching skills.

Draw a picture of Cuisi back then on a small piece of paper. Even if it is just a black and white drawing, you can still see that Cuisi back then was completely different from now in terms of expression, temperament, and dress.If I have to describe it, Cuisi at that time was obviously much colder than the useless king now. At first glance, she looked like the protagonist in an evil story.

"Thanks, little Palano."

Tris was silent for a moment.

She looked at the hand painting in her hand, and after a few seconds she thanked her slightly sadly and said:
"Thank you for reminding me of the past that I have long forgotten, but what are you doing here tonight? As you can see, I am discussing some personal issues with my heir."

Tris's answer brought a smile to Murphy's lips.

She is indeed the Scarlet Witch!
A smart lady will always take care of the little man's little ideas inadvertently.

But Palano shook his head, brushed his long blond hair very elegantly and exaggeratedly, and then looked at Murphy with his tender, lover-like eyes.

He explained with a smile:
"I'm not here for you, Tris, I'm here for the handsome Murphy. Sending flowers is just a way of reminiscing between old friends. I have important things to talk to him about."

"Oh?"

This time her expression changed into that of Tris.

The Scarlet Witch's eyes darted back and forth between Murphy, whose expression changed slightly, and Palano, who had a smile on his face.

Hey!
It's midnight!
What are you two overly handsome single men going to discuss in private?
Although she knew that Palano was not keen on pursuing too close friendships between same-sex people, and she had full confidence in Murphy's mind, there was no guarantee that some strange sparks wouldn't arise between the two guys.

"Just talk here!"

Tris put the wine glass and roses aside and said:

"I am Murphy's elder, and I am qualified to observe everything about him."

"Of course, this is nothing shameful."

Palano snapped his fingers.

In the unique psychic reverberation, those light spots turned into flying roses and created a luxurious chair completely shaped by psychic energy for him. He sat on it very gracefully and made a gesture to signal Murphy to sit down too. .

The latter shook his head, stood behind Tris and put his hand on Tris's shoulder.

This move made Tris breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

Fortunately, it looks like there are no ghost sparks.

As expected of little Murphy, he is smart enough and thoughtful enough to know what to do to stop the old woman at home from thinking wildly.

"It's about the Black Disaster!"

The Lord Knight's expression became serious.

他 说:

"This is actually the main purpose of my coming to Transia. In theory, helping you get rid of the corrupt Sarokdar is just a casual matter.

Next, on behalf of Lord Paying and the Knights of the Blood Alliance, I will go to Boreas Castle, the capital of the Kingdom of Nordtof, and then pass through the Ice Bay and the Sachs Mountain Forest to White Cliff, and finally cross the Greene Strait and enter the Kingdom of Plantagenet. Fog.

Following the instructions of Lord Paying, I informed the leaders of every force on the continent about the impending fifth black disaster, and asked them to send elite legions to the Dark Mountains to support them in accordance with the ancient 'Brass Covenant'. The line of defense from Brass Fort to Barren Mountain.

Transia is my first stop, but Sarokdar is dead, so this order must be accepted by the new lord of this land.

Ravno Murphy LeSembra!
As the lord of the area near Cadman City, I ask you to be prepared to face the Black Disaster in the next few months!
Because of Transia's special terrain and its special position in the past black disasters, you do not need to send soldiers to support the Brass Fort, but you must prepare local defenses to prevent the black disaster from spreading to the core area of ​​the continent. "

As Palano described, Tris's expression became more solemn and serious, and Murphy also showed a serious expression.

Although he only has a vague concept of the term "black disaster".

This is normal.

After all, the last black disaster occurred 111 years ago. To humans, it was as distant as a story in legends and myths.

"The Blood Vulture Clan has just suffered a heavy blow! And the damn Ten Years' War has dismembered the Portia Confederation. The Kingdom of Plantagenet and the Kingdom of Nordtov are about to eat it up! Little Palano! You are very good. It is clear what has happened here in the past hundreds of years. The Second Dark Night War and the Ten Years' War have seriously weakened the Blood Eagle Clan.

The traces of the Fourth Black Disaster on this land have not even been completely eliminated, and those remote places are full of wandering jackal bandits.

We have long since lost our glory.

Now Transia has reached its weakest moment in the past 400 years. It is impossible for us alone to defend the front line of the Filthy Swamp.

We need help! "

Tris was unequivocal on important matters. She sat up straight and said to Palano seriously:
"This is not even a request! You must pass my opinion to Lord Paying. If he doesn't care, then the black disaster's breakthrough into the Transia region will be a certainty."

"I understand, the Lord has also made adjustments to this."

Palano stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling Tris not to be nervous. He explained:

"The instructions given to me by the Lord require me to make a request to the 'Wolf Girl' and King Louis when I meet with them. The Kingdom of Nodtorf and the Kingdom of Plantagenet must send a certain amount of troops into southern Transia to help you complete the task. The Black Scourge resisted and urged them to release the [-] armed blood servants and blood vultures captured in the previous war.

Since they have shared the essence of the Portia Confederation, which was originally responsible for defense, they must assume the responsibilities that the Portia Confederation has shouldered for hundreds of years! "

Tris breathed a sigh of relief.

But Murphy questioned:
"Do human kings really obey Lord Paying's orders like this? I'm not questioning the Lord's authority, but we are vampires and they are humans!"

"They will listen when it comes to black disaster matters."

Palano shook his head and said:

"Even if there is no request from the Lord, the two kings will definitely send forces to support you. The reason is simple. If Transia, which is facing the black disaster, falls, then their kingdom will be the next place to suffer!
No one can survive such a disaster alone!
No country or force on this continent can face the black disaster alone, not even the Kingdom of Castile of the elves and the Songhai Empire in the thousand-year-old sands can do it!
Of course, if they could learn from the powerful and mysterious ancient country of Callum to build the miraculous Ten Thousand Mile Dragon Spine on the border, and use millions of legions to fill the border defense line, it might still be possible.
But I'm curious, Murphy.

Why do you question the Lord's influence in this matter?
The past four black disasters were all overcome with difficulty under the leadership of Lord Paying and other leaders of various tribes. "

The First Lord looked at Murphy in confusion, while Tris waved her hand and explained:
"I first embraced Murphy a year ago. Before that, he was just an 18-year-old young man who knew nothing. At that time, he would even regard the black disaster as a legendary story. Human beings have always been short-sighted, you Can’t blame him on that.”

"Well, is that so?"

Palano nodded and looked at Murphy with even brighter eyes.

He sighed:

"Achieving such power in one year! What a beautiful talent, and what an outstanding will! It seems that another extraordinary genius like the Scarlet Witch will be born among our vampire clan.

I am so lucky to be able to witness this scene with my own eyes! "

(End of this chapter)