I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 251 This is our escape route (Part 2)

Report you?
Where can I report this?
The locals are so rude!
Upon hearing this, Vivian was about to jump out and accuse them, but after glancing around and seeing the layers of cultists guarding the area, she shrank back and fell silent.

"Brother, should we just leave?"

She carefully tugged at Verex's sleeve.

The guy in front of her always gave her the impression that he wasn't a good person.

Verex, meanwhile, was caught in a dilemma, his wariness growing rather than diminishing.

Seeing the two envoys so vigilant, the blond boy's face turned pale. He never expected that trust between people could be so fragile.

After spending the day with them, he thought they were already friends.

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but emphasize:
"Please don't be so nervous, I'm a good person."

nice guy?

What good person would thrive in a cult? Besides, the more you emphasize that, the less like a good person you seem!

Upon hearing this, Verex couldn't contain his inner grumbling.

But after thinking for a few seconds, he stepped forward and sat down on the soft sofa prepared for the guests.

Since there's no way to resist, then lie down and enjoy it.

It's like going on a date, regardless of whether the date is male or female.
Come anyway.

However, as a basic precaution, Verex did not inquire about the family's inherited blessings, but instead exchanged a few polite words:

"Lord Ron, you really do... take an unconventional approach."

He mentally organized his thoughts and continued:
"You said during the day that some of the gods have indeed fallen. I wonder if that includes that 'mistress'?"

This is a crucial question that also requires concealing one's own information.

Upon hearing Verex's question, Ron looked at the silent Vivian and smiled warmly, saying:
“I can let you and Miss Vivian meet the Matriarch at the same time and decide for yourselves whether she is dead or alive.”

“Mr. Velex, as a person, no, as a vampire, one should be more sincere. I’m speaking from the heart.”

this.
As expected, those who hold important positions in various organizations and frequently change jobs are not simple.

Verex's smile froze, and he said dryly:

"Ha, ha, I didn't expect you to have figured that out."

"Lord Ron, this matter involves the secrets of our Moonshadow Clan, and it's a long story."

"It's okay, you can keep it short, I don't mind."

The blond boy rested his chin on the back of his hand, ready to listen to the story.

"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll respectfully accept your offer."

After giving Ron a long look, Verex knew he didn't have many options.

He took a deep breath, his expression one of reminiscence, and said:

"I was originally a genius in the Moon Shadow Clan, admired by all the members. No one of my age could compare to me, whether in terms of intellect, magical talent, or political acumen."

"But when I was twelve, I contracted a strange illness, and from then on I was scorned by my own people and bullied by outsiders, becoming a notorious good-for-nothing."

Wait, something's wrong!

Upon hearing this, Ron's clear eyes immediately showed a hint of surprise.

"What kind of strange disease is it?"

The blond boy couldn't help but ask curiously.

He simply couldn't imagine what Verex had gone through to end up with such a drastic change in his life.

Upon hearing this, the young vampire's lips twitched slightly, and he showed an extremely awkward expression, even a little embarrassed.

Holy crap, you don't have a problem in that area, do you?
A thought flashed through his mind, and Ron unconsciously leaned closer, then gestured with his fingers twice and said:

"Uh, it's because it can't stand up straight?"

Only a man's sense of dignity would drive him to risk his life to seek help from cult members.

What are you thinking?!
Verex's lips twitched, and he quickly explained:
"It's not that kind of problem!"

"Is that frequent urination, urgency, or incomplete emptying of the bladder?"

"Oh dear, it's not that one. It's, it's..."

The vampire youth continued to stammer, while Vivian, his younger sister, could no longer bear to watch.
She looked at her good-for-nothing brother with a look of utter disappointment, then rolled her eyes and said:

“My brother can’t stand bloody scenes.”

"In other words, she would faint at the mere sight of blood."

Verex scratched his head awkwardly. "Uh, it's like this."

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Upon hearing this, Ron picked at his ear in disbelief.

As a vampire, how can you faint at the sight of blood?

This is really useless.

He didn't know if the brother and sister opposite him believed him, but Ron certainly didn't.

Because a famous vampire once said that humans are like loaves of bread.

In other words, it's like someone seeing a small bread roll would cause their pupils to dilate, their body to become uncontrollable, and eventually their head to throb and they would faint.

Seeing this, Vivian's pale, delicate face broke into a smug expression, and she snorted softly:

"Brother, I knew he wouldn't believe it. Let me show him."

You are such a good sister to me!

Verex sighed inwardly and, without any hesitation, cut his finger.

A drop of blood oozed from his finger.
Under Ron's shocked gaze, the vampire youth's body trembled uncontrollably, his red pupils gradually dilated, and his skin turned pale to almost transparent.

Finally, Verex's eyes rolled back, and he fainted, falling peacefully asleep.

The cave, which had been carved out, became extremely quiet in an instant.

Ron just stared blankly, feeling that he had learned something new, but also sensing that something was not quite right.

He wanted to continue the previous topic and find out what the brother and sister's purpose was.

But just as he was about to ask, he suddenly realized that Verex was no longer able to speak.

When the gaze shifted to Vivian, the vampire girl leaped to her brother's side and dramatically shook his shoulder.

"elder brother!"

"Wake up!!!"

Vivian let out two dry howls, and a tear even welled up in her bloodshot eyes.
But no matter how much she shook him, it was no use, and she could only look pitifully at the blond boy.

“Lord Ron, my brother has fainted. I... I want to take him back to the camp to rest.”

"Uh, actually I can rest here too."

Out of humanitarian concern, the kind-hearted Ron offered another suggestion.

Unexpectedly, Vivian shook her head and said:
"No, my brother is sensitive to sleeping in unfamiliar beds and can't rest anywhere else."

Recognize the bed?

The blond boy gazed at Vivian, then nodded thoughtfully. "It's your freedom to leave whenever you want, but the journey is long and arduous; would you like me to lend a hand?"

Looking at Ron's sincere yet seemingly insincere expression, Vivian felt a strange sense of guilt, as if she should slap herself.

"Haha, thank you. I can manage on my own."

She gave a dry laugh, then helped her brother up, who had fallen peacefully to the ground, and carried him on her back, walking step by step out of the cave.

The sound of weeds rustling through the fabric filled the air, and only after the firelight of the cult's stronghold disappeared did the vampire girl breathe a sigh of relief.

Her useless brother does faint at the sight of blood, but only a small drop of blood would make him dizzy, not cause him to faint so easily.

All of this was the escape route taken by the brother and sister.

The Moon Shadow Clan's unique ability to encounter calamities throughout generations makes them highly sought-after by others.

Whether it's the rebels or within the Federation, there are many who covet the brother and sister, so they must be cautious and avoid revealing family secrets if possible.

This is not only the way of survival for a fallen vampire clan, but also a tragic lesson from a once-great family reduced to just the two siblings.

"Brother, stop pretending! You're just going to endure this long journey all by yourself? Don't you care about your own sister at all?"

Vivian threw her useless brother into the bushes, and seeing that he was still pretending to be asleep, she kicked him in annoyance.

This guy has been completely lifeless ever since we entered the cave, showing absolutely no responsibility as an older brother.

Even just stretching out one foot to save your dear sister some effort would be great!

Thinking of this, and seeing that Verex still showed no intention of getting up, Vivian kicked him twice more in annoyance.

But in the next instant, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The golden and crimson moons intertwined in the sky, their hazy glow like a light veil, gently falling into the mountains and merging into the mist.

Lying in the grass, Verex no longer appeared as peaceful as he had in the cave.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, dripping down his temples and into the damp soil.

His face was contorted in a grotesque grimace, his tightly closed lips seeming to want to open and shout out some crucial information.

No matter how hard Verex tried, he couldn't open his mouth and could only let out a wild, beast-like roar from his throat.

"elder brother!"

A look of panic appeared on Vivian's pale, delicate face.

She rushed to Verex's side and slapped his cheeks hard in an attempt to wake him up.

However, no matter what she did, Verex showed no signs of waking up. Instead, his expression became increasingly ferocious, and he even thrashed about with his hands and feet.

"Brother, wake up! Don't leave me alone!"

Seeing that Verex was not responding, Vivian's anxious voice trembled with a hint of tears.

This is no longer a mere charade; it is a genuine life-or-death crisis.

Every patriarch in the clan died in his sleep, filled with terror and helplessness, without exception.

As time went by, the time of death for each generation of clan leaders also moved forward, and by their generation, they were not expected to live past the age of twenty-five.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sided with the peace faction in the Federal Parliament, becoming pawns for others, or even crossed oceans to the New World to find a way to break the curse.

Sharp fingernails tore off a piece of flesh, and liquid from a small metal vial was forced into his mouth, but the excruciating pain and the ever-effective potion still could not awaken Verex.

"Brother! Verex, wake up! We still need to go home together!"

The vampire girl was in utter despair and completely lost her composure. All she could do was call out the names of her loved ones over and over again, trying to awaken them in this way.

Time ticked by, but Verex's symptoms worsened; his breathing became rapid, and his heart pounded like a drumbeat.

Just then, a voice, both puzzled and enthusiastic, came from behind Vivian.

"what happened to him?"

The vampire girl instinctively turned her head and saw a blond boy who had appeared three meters away.

Seeing Vivian looking at him, Ron quickly explained:
"I heard some noise in this direction and came to check."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by the vampire girl's delighted voice:

"It's you!"

To break the curse, one must obtain the help of the gods.

There are no true gods within the Radiant Federation, so they can only try their luck on other continents.

The person in front of them was not only a high-ranking member of both sects, but also the supreme leader of one of them.

If you want help, there is no one more suitable than Ron.

Vivian was overjoyed and was about to ask for help, but then she remembered the trick she had used to deceive Ron to escape, and she hesitated to speak.

Awkwardness is the only feeling I have right now.

However, glancing at Verex, who was sinking deeper and deeper and seemed unlikely to wake up again, the vampire girl gritted her teeth, landed in front of Ron with a tiger-like leap, and loudly apologized:

"I'm sorry, I lied to you before!"

"This was all my idea, it has nothing to do with my brother. If you can save him, I, I'll agree to anything you ask!"

"Even if you want my brother's body, I can make it my way to make him your Xingnu. Please, save him!"

Young lady, you can't say that.
What do you think I, Ron Griffith, am?!

The blond boy's lips twitched, but he didn't dare to respond. He went straight to Verex's side, squatted down, and touched his forehead with his palm.

A flash of magical light appeared, and Ron seemed to sense something. He looked at Vivian and said:
"Is he having a nightmare?"

The vampire girl was taken aback, not expecting the boy to be so decisive.

She nodded in response to Ron's question first, then asked again, somewhat unsure:
"Aren't you angry?"

"We just lied to you?"

Is this something to be angry about?
Ron muttered to himself, then replied:

"This is a small matter. In fact, you are free to simply say goodbye."

"I will not say no to anyone who needs help."

"Moreover, judging from the current situation, your brother did indeed faint, so it's not a lie."

Well said! — The Holy Light Elemental gave a thumbs up from the side.

"me"

At that moment, Vivian was so shocked by Ron's answer that she was speechless, as if she saw a dazzling golden light blooming from behind Ron.

A sudden surge of guilt made her want to slap herself.

How could I lie to such a good person?

However, the next second, she suddenly saw Ron stand up and say with an air of self-righteousness:

“Miss Vivian, let’s talk about the payment now.”

"Hmph~ You don't want your brother to die without knowing why, do you?"

?

Vivian instinctively covered her brother's chest muscles, her voice trembling slightly as she asked:

"What...what do you want?"

“Make your purpose clear. I also need your basic industrial architecture blueprints and knowledge of the Radiant Federation.”

(End of this chapter)