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Chapter 107 I think this Da Ying is a pill (34)

"Is this just like what the cabinet and the king said before the war, a necessary sacrifice?"

George Joestar was furious, his voice exploding in the silent night.

As a combat hero, he joined the Air Force and became a fighter pilot, participating in the war that almost turned the entire Europe upside down.

But when he thought that among his colleagues and superiors might be the vampires who killed humans, he felt suffocated by the military uniform.

Zhao Yingkong watched the British quarrel silently and almost took out a handful of melon seeds to crack.

Faced with George's righteous accusations, Hirsing fell silent.

George was right. In recent decades, especially before and after the European War, in order to respond to the challenge of Germany and the rise of the Soviet Union, the cabinet almost gave the green light to the vampire secret party in order to gain the support of the vampire secret party.

He even recalled that once when the cabinet was discussing the post-war economic recovery policy, the representative of the Secret Party openly refuted a series of post-war economic recovery policies.

The reason given by the secret party to refute this was that the noise and lights from those factories were unbearable for the vampires.

The large-scale civil engineering construction has also destroyed the originally quiet and harmonious rural customs.

Moreover, by extending working hours and improving welfare benefits, there will be fewer girls from middle-class families who are forced to sell themselves to vampires due to bankruptcy.

During the war, the vampires were used to eating beautiful ladies and charming wives who had been carefully raised for many years and soaked in love by the middle class and even emerging entrepreneurs and bankers. Their flesh and blood were very delicious in both senses.

They even developed a set of aristocratic "pre-meal rituals" for this purpose.

It is obviously difficult to go from luxury to frugality and ask them to go back to the days of sucking the blood of the homeless in the East End and even the lower class people in the colonies.

At the time, Hirsing thought this reason was ridiculous.

What is even more ridiculous is that the Prime Minister’s revitalization plan was shelved due to the obstruction of the secret party.

Because today's vampires are not only extraordinary creatures, nor are they ordinary landlords, but they are political forces with significant influence in the financial, educational, political and military circles.

They also hold the ticket to immortality. Having experienced the tragic deaths in the European War, many high-level officials are very afraid of death and dare not offend the vampires.

At this time, the butler beside Hircine, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

"Major Joestar, I'm Court Earl B. Dennis. Two hundred and fifty years ago, my ancestor was the steward of the vampire hunter Hirsing family."

"So our family still has some knowledge of this history."

Denis said slowly, "The history of the struggle between humans and vampires is much longer than you can imagine. It has lasted for thousands of years."

"Once upon a time, we humans were humble slaves of those who called themselves vampires, living in endless fear and cruel oppression."

Denis continued, "But under the light of God, mankind finally awakened and rose up in resistance."

"After countless brutal battles and the sacrifice of countless brave compatriots, humans successfully broke the shackles on their bodies and completely forced the vampires into darkness."

"However, the balance of victory did not completely tip towards humanity."

"In the past few hundred years, God's glory no longer seems to favor the earth as it once did. Dark forces such as vampires and werewolves have once again attacked. The war between day and night has continued for hundreds of years in a bloody tug-of-war."

"Every inch of land was soaked in blood, and every soul was struggling in pain. Both sides paid a heavy price, until it was difficult for anyone to hold on."

"Finally, three hundred and sixty-five years ago, humans and vampires signed the Albert Accords in the polar night of Iceland."

"The vampires cannot interfere with human rule over the secular world. At the same time, humans will recognize the vampires' control over the dark world."

"Daytime belongs to humans, and nighttime belongs to vampires."

George clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the exertion.

His eyes widened in disbelief, "What kind of agreement is this?"

"What about the missing civilians? What about the ordinary people who were killed by vampires?"

"Are they also part of the agreement?!"

Denis's face flickered with an unnatural expression. "This is one of the treaties. The government recruits homeless people and the poor in the colonies, and uses money to buy their lives."

"Provide food for the vampires, as payment for them not being able to hunt freely in the city."

"We are actually feeding the vampires!?"

After hearing this, George Joestar's face instantly lost all color.

The despair and pain of shattered ideals made his face pale in an instant.

His body trembled slightly, and his voice became hoarse. "Is this what we call survival and British wisdom? Sacrificing the lives of our compatriots for a moment of peace?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Hircine and Denis with eyes full of disappointment, anger and confusion. His gaze was so sharp that they dared not look him in the eye.

Denis lowered his head, not daring to meet George's gaze: "Major, this is also a helpless move."

"If this had not been done, many more lives would have been lost."

George said bluntly, "Weighing the pros and cons is just an excuse!" "Those poor people in the colonies and the East End, don't their lives matter?"

No one can answer.

George thought of his father and grandfather, both of whom died tragically in the fight against vampires.

It now seems that the hunting of vampires is condoned by other high-ranking human beings.

As if thinking of this, George could only say dejectedly: "It's always this excuse. It's always to protect everyone and we have to sacrifice some people."

"Sacrificing the flesh and blood of one's own kind to some blood-sucking devils to maintain one's status, is this what humanity is?"

"This kind of transaction is really disgusting."

"Is there any need for such a country to exist?"

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the forest.

Zhao Yingkong also said to the butler: "Hey, butler, your memory wire is pretty good. Let's have another fight next time."

Then, her figure appeared and disappeared in the night, and her whole body seemed to be hidden in the darkness.

Denis shook his head helplessly and did not respond.

"I can take you to see the Prime Minister, Major Joestar."

Suddenly, Count Hircine called out to the two of them.

His expression was complex, and his voice was filled with emotion: "I once admired your father, Sir Jonathan. He was a warrior with a golden spirit."

George stopped but didn't turn around and said, "My father died at the hands of those vampires!"

Hircine said, "So, I am willing to take you to see the Prime Minister and become your guarantor."

"Now the blood clan's influence has penetrated into every aspect of this country and even Europe as a whole, becoming the invisible controller of the political, economic, and financial fields."

"If we want to fight it, we must first preserve ourselves."

George turned his head to look at Zhao Yingkong, saw her nodded, and then said slowly: "I understand, Earl."

"But the Joestar family never compromises easily."

"Very good, everything is going according to plan."

"Next, you need to evacuate as soon as possible. Our arrangements in the castle are about to be finalized."

Hearing Chu Xuan's calm instructions on the communicator, Zhao Yingkong looked through the dark forest at the almost invisible castle in the darkness.

What other arrangements are there? A look of confusion flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Three minutes later, two young vampires hurriedly caught up with Joestar following his escape trail.

The forest before him was in a state of devastation, as if it had just experienced a short but extremely fierce battle.

One of them slowly walked up to the tall oak tree that was cut in half, reached out and gently stroked the mirror-smooth broken end.

Then he glanced at the trees and stones around him that had also been cut into pieces.

"There's no doubt about it. It must have been done by that Grim Reaper. There's no doubt that it was that guy Hirsing who did it!" He said in a sinister tone, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

"It's him! Could it be that the Ecclesiarchy kidnapped Joestar? But why did it lead to such a fierce battle?" Another person looked suspicious.

"Hmph, maybe there was a conflict with those guys behind Joestar!"

"I really want to taste the blood of the Black Death and see if it is really as stimulating and spicy as the legend says!" The vampire who spoke first licked his lips, an extremely greedy expression on his face.

Another person seemed a little hesitant: "The State Religion has always been mysterious. Don't forget, that greatest traitor in the history of the Blood Clan, Acardo, is on their side!"

"Hmph! He has been missing for a long time. Perhaps he has been sealed and imprisoned by the lackeys of the Church."

"Besides, we, the secret party, have never needed to be afraid of the lackeys of the Windsor Dynasty!"

"The current secret party is an indestructible fortress in this world. No force can defeat us!"

"Werewolves are not allowed, the Demon Party is not allowed, and humans, these insignificant ants, are even less allowed!"

"Behind us, there is... huh?!"

Before the two of them could finish their conversation, they suddenly felt a violent tremor coming from the ground.

They subconsciously looked back and were stunned for a moment.

The Vanessa Castle, which had been inherited by the Cavendish family for thousands of years, had already been engulfed in a sea of ​​fire formed by the raging flames.

Thick smoke billowed up like a demon, covering the sky and the moon.

(End of this chapter)