I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 132 Searching for the Enemy
Upon seeing the signal, the excited paladins mounted their warhorses and charged south, while the Guardians accompanied the priests southward. Luna frowned, still deep in thought. Old Joe, seeing this, asked with some confusion, "What's wrong, Priest?"

"I feel like I've forgotten something..." Luna was still a little uneasy. The firework for help was still burning, but both city gates were well-prepared by the authorities. With the help of the defensive weapons, they should be able to defend themselves without too much trouble. There was also an anti-magic barrier there, so unless the enemy could fly, they probably wouldn't be able to get very far.

"It shouldn't be anything serious, there are so many of us." Old Joe said, looking towards the military camp. "We already called for reinforcements. If all else fails, we can ask that high-level mage to take action. Could there be a high-level expert invading our area?"

"Logically speaking, it's indeed unlikely. After all, we don't have many resources here that are worth the attention of those powerful individuals. Otherwise, we would already be in a critical situation by now."

Thinking of this, Lü Na suddenly saw her communication stone light up. After answering the call, her face darkened: "It's actually vampire servants and corpse demons. These things are not easy to hide. I'm afraid there are vampires hiding among them."

"We must speed things up and try to eliminate all the undead creatures, otherwise a plague may break out in the city."

Old Joe felt a little relieved when he heard this. He had seen vampires before. Although they were troublesome, they could be controlled with sunlight, silverware, and flowing water. With the Church, he would have no shortage of these things. As long as the other party dared to show itself, it would be their death.

Conversely, the most nerve-wracking situation is when the other party keeps their secret.

Lu Na suddenly thought of something and asked Old Joe, "Vampires can normally turn into bats and also have the ability to fly. Do you think he has already escaped?"

"It's highly likely that the person himself escaped and controlled his monsters to carry out a suicide attack. After all, cultists and undead creatures both have the concept of fighting to the death. If they are not discovered, they may still lie in wait, but once exposed, they will not give up the opportunity to cause damage. Cutting off their tails to escape is also a common method for them. After all, those foolish believers who have been bewitched are not of much value in their eyes."

Old Joe looked at the priest and asked, "Are we going to search for vampires?"

"That's a bit difficult. Vampires were most likely intelligent beings before they came to be. They're not much dumber than us. They'd never fight us head-on if they saw that we outnumbered them. Unless he has the ability to set up a super-large magic array to plunge the entire city into calamity, running away is basically his only option. We can only say that we'll do our best."

As Lü Na spoke, she touched the runestone. The news from the front lines was not good: "Those blood servants are also very troublesome. I need to cast a Daylight spell to prevent their self-regeneration ability. After killing them all, I will send the paladins to search for them and try to wipe them out in one fell swoop."

As Lü Na was speaking, she suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute, normally those who go on field missions are all cannon fodder, right?"

"Yes." Old Joe seemed puzzled, as if we were doing something different now: "Is there a problem?"

Luna's pupils dilated: "Where is Deva now?"

"Huh? That sheriff? I don't know her." Old Joe asked, puzzled, "What does this have to do with her?"

“If this was done by Terry on purpose, it means they’ve been watching Deva for a long time. And since we haven’t found any trace of the vampire, she might be in danger right now.” Luna said, cold sweat appearing on her forehead. “She’s the daughter of a great mage. If something happens to her, you and I will definitely be held responsible, and Batista might even be held accountable.”

"Huh?" Upon hearing the identity of the guard captain for the first time, Old Joe's knees stopped hurting. No wonder she could command the church: "Isn't she on good terms with you? Don't you have her communication rune?"

"Paladins are all very strange people, not to mention she's a traditional paladin. If she could think like a normal person, she wouldn't be in this profession or in this place."

As she spoke, Lü Na mounted the warhorse beside her: "Come on, let's go to the police station to ask about his address. We must ensure her safety. If she's converted, it won't just be a matter of a few people being slapped in the face!"

Old Joe was also startled when he heard this.

Although paladins are almost impossible to be corrupted by necromantic energy, there are so many strange things happening in this world, who can say for sure? Just then, fireworks erupted in the north of the city. When Luna saw this, she immediately felt a sense of foreboding. She finally realized what she had forgotten: "Everyone, to the north of the city, quick!"

Two minutes ago, at the north gate of the city.

Sharp barricades were placed at the city gate, and the soldiers guarding the city felt a sense of relief as they watched the fireworks erupting in the south of the city.

For these low-level warriors who average only level 1-2, any accident could be fatal. Now that fighting has broken out in the south of the city, they are probably safe.

Deva, however, was somewhat discouraged, even though she had put a shield of piety on DuPont the moment she saw the fireworks: "It's from the south of the city. We guessed wrong."

However, DuPont shook his head and even took out holy water and splashed it on his longsword and staff: "There's a proverb in the Far East called 'feint to the east while attacking the west.' Do you know what that means?"

"A feint to the east while attacking the west?? Calling for an attack on the east but actually attacking the west?" Deva became excited again upon hearing this: "You're right, but will they really do that? And who will it be?"

"It's probably not a small fry." DuPont sighed as he looked at his three first-ring and one second-ring spell slots, and silently took out a scroll of dispel magic and put it in his pouch: "I don't have many counter-spells left, and it won't be easy to deal with troublesome characters."

"Don't worry, I've got you covered." Deva said, then looked at the soldiers guarding the city: "Hey, hasn't your commander returned yet?"

The soldier was a little embarrassed. His captain liked to have a drink while on duty at night, but now that the alarm for an enemy attack had sounded, why hadn't he returned yet? "I'm not too sure either, but I guess he'll be back soon."

"Cheer up, we might be in big trouble tonight." Deva said, adding encouragingly, "Of course, if we do well, we can get a promotion, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in peacetime."

The soldier managed a weak smile, but then he heard the creaking of wheels rolling over the roadside. A black carriage slowly approached the city gate, and by the light of the magic lamp, he discovered that the driver was none other than his captain.

This bizarre scene made the soldier feel uneasy; the carriage was not the type used in the military camp. "Captain? What's going on here?"

But at that moment, the carriage suddenly emitted a strange red light. Deva shouted and stepped back, drawing the greatsword from her back: "Stop! Get out of the carriage and submit to inspection!"

Upon hearing the paladin's command, the carriage not only did not stop but accelerated. Deva, however, was prepared and did not dodge or evade, raising her greatsword to meet the carriage. But two huge bullets were faster than her, firing deadly bullets directly at the coachman, leaving huge bloody holes in the coachman and a horse.

The coachman fell and his fate was unknown, but the warhorse only neighed once and continued running.

The sudden attack startled the soldiers: "Captain, Captain? What are you doing?! A rebellion?!"

"Get lost! Can't you tell these are undead warhorses?" DuPont said, firing his last bullet at the carriage. The power of this Thunderfire Gun was greater than that of his magic missile, instantly blasting the wounded undead warhorse to pieces. The other horse was also injured and unable to move forward. "Quickly light the fireworks! The enemy is coming!"

The soldier was jolted awake by these words, but just as he was about to flee, an eerie darkness enveloped the entire city tower. The next second, a pale hand grabbed his neck, and he went limp with a crisp sound.

“Maliciously damaging other people’s property is punishable by compensation.” An elegant figure moved silently within the darkness, his dark eyes looking at the boy dressed as a magic apprentice. A flame-shaped greatsword appeared in his hand: “My pet is exceptionally expensive. To make up for it, you’ll have to repay it with your entire life.”

(End of this chapter)