The First Vampire

“Count, are you awake?”

Count Evan slightly relaxed, quickly asking, “Where are you taking me? What about the Pegasus Navy? Has Count Howell’s rebellion been quelled?”

Knight Fletcher opened his mouth, sighed and said: “Alfalfa City is too dangerous right now; I’m escorting you out.”

Knight Fletcher did not answer the last two questions, but his silence implied the answer.

Count Evan struggled to free himself from Knight Fletcher and wanted to go back, saying:”No! I can’t abandon the Pegasus Navy!”

“Count…”

Bang!

A loud noise suddenly exploded behind them.

A colossal grey figure crashed through the wooden wall, the massive Yuen Shield in their hand rushed towards Count Evan and Knight Fletcher.

Knight Fletcher turned around abruptly, only to see a towering figure in armor, similar to a rampaging bear, charging at them, his immense figure overshadowing both Count Evan and himself.

“Move away quickly!”

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the enemy’s charge, Knight Fletcher didn’t dare to confront it directly and hastily rolled forward with Count Evan.

Boom!

The stone ground exploded, fragments scattered like bullets.

Count Evan was yelping in pain. His body was covered in bruises.

Knight Fletcher quickly stood in front of Count Evan, stabbed his knight sword towards the knight man’s neck seam.

Clang!

The armor man’s shield swept across, causing Knight Fletcher’s sword to shatter, the fragments flying all around.

Struck by the massive force of the armored man’s blow, Knight Fletcher was thrown into the wall of the alley.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fletcher was overcome with horror—the opponent was a sixth-tier warrior!

“Count, run quickly!”

Knowing he was outmatched, Knight Fletcher immediately cried out in pain.

Count Evan wasn’t granted any peace by the ordeal either; he understood that in front of such superior strength, he was only a hindrance. So, without any hesitation, he stood up and began to run.

Seeing his main target escape, the armored man wanted to pursue, but he heard the wind rushing behind him. Suddenly he turned back, only to see Knight Fletcher charging at him again.

However, as the armored man raised his shield to strike at Knight Fletcher, he abruptly swerved into a wall, causing the armored man to miss his aim.

“Come on!”

Knight Fletcher even taunted him.

The armored man was stunned, seemingly annoyed by Knight Fletcher’s actions. Instead of pursuing Count Evan, he charged into the house with his shield.

Feeling relieved for a moment, Fletcher knew he was not a match for the pursuing armored man and sprinted away as quickly as he could.

The armored man was not slow, either. With his sturdy Yuen Shield, he could even smash through tough stone walls; if they were barely brushed, they would cave in with ease.

His momentum was unstoppable, like an unstoppable force.

As the armored man drew closer, Knight Fletcher knew he might not escape. He was prepared to turn back and fight desperately, but when he crashed through the wooden door and rushed onto the street, he unexpectedly came across dozens of soldiers dressed in the Pegasus navy uniform.

Overjoyed, Knight Fletcher shouted, “Help me stop the armored man behind me!”

However, the soldiers didn’t move and gazed at Knight Fletcher as if he were a fool.

Knight Fletcher thought they hadn’t recognized him and was about to speak again when he suddenly heard the sound of something piercing the air behind him.

Without time for further contemplation, he promptly rolled forward.

Crack!

With a gut-wrenching sound of bones breaking, Knight Fletcher’s entire arm was shattered.

Wailing in pain, he rolled around on the ground. He saw the armored man slowly walking towards him.

Fighting against the excruciating pain, Knight Fletcher shouted at the soldiers once more, “Help me! I am the guardian knight of Count Evan!”

However, the soldiers suddenly burst into laughter, saying, “Look again, Knight. Do you know who we are?”

Only then did Knight Fletcher realize that these “soldiers” lacked the discipline of a real soldier and their uniforms were ill-fitting, probably stolen recently.

Despair welled up in Knight Fletcher’s heart. He watched the armored man closing in on him and no longer resisted, collapsing onto the ground.

Before he lost consciousness, his last thought was – The Count must have escaped, right?

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Count Evan, looking at the armored man blocking his way, knew he could not escape.

“You work for Count Angler, don’t you?”

Count Evan asked seriously.

But the armored man did not respond, merely continued to approach Count Evan, slow but steady.

“Can I see him?”

Count Evan asked again.

The armored man remained silent.

Count Evan snorted and said coldly, “I am a descendant of the Holy Knight Family, a Count of the Brilliant Empire, I formally surrender to you now. Please treat me with the courtesy due to a prisoner of war of my rank!”

The armored man still ignored Count Evan, giving no indication of understanding what kind of treatment a Count of the Empire should receive as a prison of war.

Count Evan slowly retreated until his back hit the wall, then had to stop. He cast a nervous yet haughty glance at the armored man reaching towards him.

Just as the armored man was about to touch Count Evan, a magic staff hidden in Evan’s sleeve suddenly fell to the ground.

A string of incomprehensible Elf texts slipped out of Count Evan’s mouth as wisps of green smoke rose from beneath the armored man’s feet, coiling around him like serpents.

Seeing this, Count Evan’s face brightened. He turned to run.

But in the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Because the armored man, seemingly unaffected, had grabbed hold of Count Evan’s collar.

“Damn! Where did the Angler family get so many experts!”

Before he was knocked unconscious, Count Evan cursed helplessly and angrily.

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In fact, when Count Evan was whisked away to safety by Knight Fletcher, the warriors of the Pegasus Navy gathered near the harbor had already lost their will to resist.

Their leader had fled, they were surrounded on all fronts, and there was no hope of victory.

So, some surrendered, some seized a surviving ship and escaped by water, and some tried to break through the front line of the Alfalfa Brotherhood and escaped by land.

Of course, there were also some loyal and brave warriors who were willing to fight for the St. Prowse Family to the end.

But sadly, their fight was destined to be meaningless.

The Pegasus Navy had completely collapsed.

It wasn’t until dawn that the night-long battle finally ceased.