first wizarding world war.

Chapter 45: A Knight's Lance is Like a Dragon from the Sky (The chapter title is too long to leave enough space for asking for monthly votes)
There were no extraordinary people among Charlotte's adventurers. A fourth-level knight was determined to escape, and ordinary people could not catch up with him at all.

Besides, if Winterbourne ran away, he would have no idea where Charlotte had gone by the time he came back to get reinforcements.

Just as Charlotte was about to finish and continue to fool her adventurers, she heard a sharp whistle that broke through the air. A knight's lance, like a dragon from outer space, pierced Winterbourne's body with tremendous force. The lance's remaining force carried the fourth-level knight's body dozens of steps away, nailing him to the ground alive.

When Charlotte saw this scene, he felt a chill down his spine. The person who made the move was so powerful that he had never seen anything like it in his life.

If this person was an enemy, even if these one hundred adventurers followed him and fought to the death, the end result would probably be a massacre.

The adventurers were also stunned. Although they were all low-level adventurers, they lived in the wild all year round and often fought. Although their strength was average, there were almost no people with poor eyesight. Many of them exclaimed: "High-level extraordinary!"

Charlotte took a deep breath, knowing that hiding was useless, and escaping was impossible. She held the blood-sucking hand axe in one hand and the magic rapier in the other, strode forward, and shouted, "Who?"

A calm voice said calmly, "The Empire's plan cannot fail this time. Fortunately, I came at the right time. Otherwise, if this person escapes and leaks the Empire's plan, you will be a sinner."

"Tell me your name and rank, and I will file a complaint with the military."

These words were spoken in the Byron language, which most adventurers could not speak. However, after all, both Fars and Byron were one of the five great empires of the Old World, and they could tell that the other party was from Byron. Many of them felt desperate, because they had just pretended to be Byron's spies!

This is what I encountered: a real Byron!

Almost everyone can imagine what the outcome will be.

Charlotte said to herself, "Thank Goddess, thank Sheffield University, thank you for higher education." She replied in pure Byronian, "Sorry, I'm on a secret mission and cannot reveal my identity."

Charlotte Mecklen was fluent in seven languages, including Byron, and her answer was clear and clear, without any Farsi accent.

The most fundamental difference between him and this group of adventurers is that he has truly received the highest level of education in the empire.

A tall, handsome middle-aged man came out of the darkness with two followers. He had fair skin, brilliant golden hair, and slightly bloodshot eyes. He was a typical vampire. He said approvingly, "Not bad. Don't give up your principles just because of authority! I can consider giving up the complaint for the time being."

"You used blood flame energy! Are you from the Adonis clan?"

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Yes!" At the same time, she threw the blood-sucking rapier in her hand and pierced Winterbourne's body. She shouted, "I need you all to work together to give these Fars people a final blow."

"For those who are willing, I will treat you as my own people."

"For those who don't want to, I'm afraid... they will have to apologize."

"I'm sorry! You know too much."

The mysterious middle-aged vampire glanced at the group of adventurers, and an aura of pressure as heavy as a mountain emanated from him, as if an ancient giant beast was staring at a group of little white rabbits, making everyone feel fear and trembling with trepidation.

The adventurers looked at each other, and soon someone made a smart choice and stabbed a detective from the Fiery Horse Detective Agency.

To put it bluntly, Charlotte's plan had no technical content. It was just like the "letter of surrender" in the Water Margin. This group of adventurers came from all directions and was divided into more than a dozen small adventure groups. They had no team at all and could abandon him at any time. With the pressure of this mysterious Bairon high-level extraordinary, Charlotte forced these people to hand in the "letter of surrender", which greatly increased the cohesion of the team and his personal prestige. At the same time, it could also explain why he, a "Bairron spy", was followed by a group of low-level adventurers from Fars?
He is proficient in "Blood Flame", knows the Byron language, and can disguise himself as a Byron person. This group of adventurers who can't even speak the Byron language have no chance of pretending to be vampires. They can only be his temporarily subdued "blood servants". This is an old tradition of the vampires in the Byron Empire.

Under the "tyrannical power" of the mysterious high-level extraordinary Byron, more than a hundred adventurers, whether they were willing or not, came up with their noses pinched, and stabbed the seven detectives of the Fiery Horse Society one by one with a knife, a sword, a dagger, or a hammer.

Yes, even Addison and Winterbourne, who were already dead, and the two detectives killed in the battle were not spared.

It’s a pity that the three captured detectives died a miserable death.

He reached out and pulled out the vampire rapier and put it into his left arm, then pulled out the knight's lance and handed it to the mysterious middle-aged vampire with both hands. Then he gave the order to search the bodies of the dead detectives.

The body search yielded more than 7 écuris in cash, 5 écuris of which were found on Addison. This was normal, because who else, except a fugitive like him, would carry all his wealth on his person?

He calculated the price of the seven detectives' equipment and distributed it fairly to the group of adventurers along with the cash.

Only by giving rewards after threatening them can these adventurers feel at ease.

This approach of combining kindness and severity is just common sense on Earth.

The adventurers were indeed relieved, diluting the tense atmosphere.

The tall and handsome middle-aged man nodded slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he was very satisfied with Charlotte. He said: "Not bad! She has some of the demeanor of a Byron soldier."

"I am Lord Leo, and I have a special mission just like you. I have temporarily requisitioned you and your men. Please state your name."

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Channan! You can call me Channan."

Lord Byron casually touched the knight's lance and turned it into a rapier, which he casually put into the scabbard at his waist.

Charlotte had just seen this advanced weapon that could change between two forms not long ago, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Shanlunshi's spear? You are from the Arthur clan!"

Lord Leo's knight's lance is even more magnificent than the one in Louis Simei's hand, and its value must be even higher. It can be sold for at least 1,500 gold ecu.

The Adonis family is one of the six royal families, but Arthur is one of the three royal families, and his natural status is higher than all the vampires.

Lord Leo nodded slightly, hiding his arrogance, and said, "Archduke Ferdinand of the Principality of Behemoth is going to Strasbourg to meet Julius VI. I need his route and detailed information."

"Qian Nan! You entered Fars before me."

"What news can you give me?"

Charlotte was startled and thought to herself, "Why do these Bayrons want to know the route Archduke Ferdinand took to enter Strasbourg?" He replied casually, "I'm going to Machupi, which is only 200 kilometers away from Strasbourg. It is said that Archduke Ferdinand would pass by the ruins of this ancient orc kingdom fortress."

(End of this chapter)