The wrong transmigrator assigned by the system

The two out-of-town patrons blushed slightly upon seeing this, but they stubbornly retorted, "Then tell me, what's the latest news?"

"Forehead......"

Just when everyone wanted to let these two outsiders know that the people of Paris City were well-informed, they discovered that there seemed to be no other information besides that.

Just as everyone was racking their brains, the tavern door was pushed open by two people covered in blood, wearing black trench coats and carrying long greatswords.

As the two men entered the tavern, almost all the patrons kept their distance from them as much as possible.

Because both of them reeked of blood, and both of them were carrying the heads of monsters that looked like both humans and wolves!

With a clatter, the two threw the monster's head onto the bar and sat down on the chairs in front of it.

"What would you two 'hunters' like to drink?" the tavern owner asked the two men somewhat fearfully.

"Fire snake wine." "Iced wine."

Upon realizing that the two were members of the (hunters), the patrons couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Their gazes towards the two now held a mixture of reverence and fear.

You should know that on the night of the hunt a few days later, the hunters will go on a killing spree! Anyone still on the street after dark will be killed without mercy by the hunters, who will behead them with a single sword stroke!

"Are you two hunters?" The two outsiders, emboldened, walked up to the two hunters covered in blood and asked.

"Yes! We are (hunters)." "What can I do for you?"

The two hunters glanced at the two men indifferently and asked with some doubt.

Swallowing hard, the two out-of-town patrons then asked, "It's like this. We arrived in Paris yesterday. After hearing about the hunting night, we're a bit worried. So we wanted to ask, what should we, the people staying at the inn, do on that day?"

The hunters exchanged glances, and then the one with the gentler temperament answered, "Just remember to tie a ribbon to the door on the night of the hunt."

"Is it the same as the magic lamp?"

The hunter nodded and said, "Same. Those who haven't received blood healing will wear white ribbons. Those who have received blood healing will wear red ribbons. This way we can know which side needs protection and which side doesn't need to be disturbed."

"You mean the white ribbon needs the hunter's protection, while the red ribbon is capable of protecting itself?"

"More or less. But we don't know these things either. For specifics, you should go to the lord's mansion and ask the lord or go to the church to ask Archbishop Tut. They are also (hunters)."

Upon hearing this, everyone thought to themselves, "You two are from the (hunters') ranks, of course you get to see these two all the time. How could we commoners possibly ever meet such important figures!"

However, while that's true, everyone was still very grateful to the two hunters, at least their explanations weren't as vague and ambiguous as the church's, leaving them unable to decipher their meaning.

However, at that moment, a monster's roar suddenly rang out from the street outside the tavern, startling even the patrons who were not afraid of monsters.

Hearing the monster's roar, the two hunters sighed helplessly. After downing the wine the tavern owner had poured for them, they picked up their greatswords and walked step by step toward the exit.

"They're already this busy before the night of the hunt even begins; who knows how many monsters will appear then! Sigh!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's hurry over there! Don't let the other teams cut off that monster's ears and leave us without the bounty!"

Listening to the hunters' conversation before leaving the tavern, the patrons and the tavern owner realized that the monster's head left on the bar by the two hunters had its left ear cut off!

At the same time, a similar scene was unfolding in many taverns that were still open in Paris.

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After a night of carnage, fourteen monsters were hunted down and killed by hunters in Paris City.

But Lu Ming knew that as the night of the full moon approached, the number of people who had turned into beasts would definitely increase!

As dawn approached, Saldallo and Philna, the betrothed couple, left the lord's manor with twenty two-person hunting parties. They brought back Archbishop Tut and a viscount, who had spent the night hunting and patrolling, so that the twenty parties they had taken with them could rest.

After a night of hunting and training, the elderly Archbishop Tut returned to the lord's manor, took a quick bath, changed his clothes, and immediately collapsed onto the sofa in his study.

After having a servant bring Archbishop Thut a bowl of porridge, Nero asked the almost asleep Archbishop Thut, "How is the beastification progressing?"

"Not bad, only fourteen ****s in one night."

"The population of Paris City is approximately 600,000. The number of people who received blood therapy is roughly 108,000. Fourteen **** transformations aren't that many," Artus said after a quick calculation.

"I don't know how the Grand Duke did it. That monster doesn't look like the kind of being that can provide blood healing to more than 100,000 people." Nero couldn't help but sigh after hearing the number of people who received blood healing.

“He must have some other strange monster besides Amelia. Otherwise, even if he drained Amelia dry, it would be impossible for the number of people receiving blood therapy to exceed ten thousand!” At this moment, Mike from Dorangregg walked into the study and said to Nero.

On the second day of the blood therapy, Mike was invited by Lu Ming to join the (Hunters). Although he did not join the army, as a general of Dorangreg, he was also a very powerful warrior and mage.

"Is Lu Ming still in the basement, watching over Amelia?" Artus asked Mike when he arrived.

“Yes. He’s still in the basement. He seems to be talking to Amelia, who has become a beast, but it seems to me he’s just talking to himself.” Mike nodded.

"So, Kanina and Amelia are in the basement too?"

"Yes."

Nero sighed, a little annoyed, "It's fine that Kanina and Amelia didn't participate (in the Hunters) because Lu Ming wouldn't allow it. But why aren't the others participating either?"

“Princess Ella and the Third Prince are royalty, so it’s impossible for them to participate. And among those who advanced to the round of sixteen through the tiebreakers, there are almost no people from Niflheim. With blood healing now prevalent in the Duchy of Erebus, their hearts are with their homelands and territories, and they would never fight for Paris City. As for those Tartarus people, it’s even more impossible!”

Helpless, Nero could only hope that by the time the night of the hunt arrived, the (hunter) organization of only two thousand people would grow into a massive organization of more than ten thousand.

Unfortunately, this is clearly unlikely!

Leaving aside the fact that most commoners opted for blood healing, even getting nobles to join the hunters was extremely difficult! After all, the nobles also had to consider whether going against the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Erebus would be suicidal. (To be continued.)

Chapter 57 - Night of the Hunt

After a few days of simple patrols, the night of the full moon finally arrived.

The hunters picked up their weapons and went out into the streets, preparing for the next hunt.

Perhaps fearing that those who had received the blood therapy would be hunted down before they could do anything for the country, the Grand Duke had sent most of those less affected by the blood therapy to the border long before the full moon. It was as if war was imminent!

However, this also reduced the pressure on (hunters). At least half as many monsters were no longer needed to be hunted.

When the hunters took to the streets with their weapons, almost all the residents of Paris hid in their homes.

Even so, there were still some people walking on the street with their heads down, as if they were drunk.

Upon seeing these people, the hunters charged forward without saying a word, weapons in hand, and began hacking and slashing.

When the hunters attacked them, the people roared inhumanly and fought back with their fists and wooden sticks.

However, these people were just ordinary people who had received blood therapy and some people with poor physical condition. They did not transform into monsters at all. Their memories, personality and thoughts were simply devoured by a small amount of the blood of the old gods in the blood used for blood therapy.

With the hunters' concerted efforts, these people were easily wiped out after only a minute or two of resistance.

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"What should we do, sister?"

"I do not know either."

"If Daddy comes in, we'll be eaten!"

"But he's changed like that, he probably can't get in."

Just as the hunters began their hunt, a pair of sisters hid in their attic, trembling as they looked at the entrance that had been blocked by something.

Because it was hunting night, and monsters often roared in the area, the family hung up the Church of Light's red magic lamps early and hid at home waiting for the hunting night to end.

But soon after nightfall, the sisters' father underwent a strange transformation, turning into a black werewolf with sharp teeth and claws, and instantly tore the sisters' mother to pieces!

The two sisters were fortunate to be on the second floor, thus escaping being torn apart by their beast-like father. However, they both knew that if they didn't hide, they would surely die a horrible death. So they secretly hid in the attic, using the attic's contents to block the entrance, hoping that a hunter would discover the monster there.

Only then did the two sisters realize how the monster had appeared.

It turns out that the so-called monsters were all people who had undergone blood therapy.

Because their father had received blood therapy, and the roars of monsters could be heard coming from many houses outside the window that had red magic lamps hanging on them.

Just as the two little girls were praying, begging the gods to let a hunter know that there was a monster here, a sharp claw suddenly burst through the door!

"Ah!!!" The two sisters screamed in terror as they saw the huge claw tearing open the door.

The hunters they prayed for from God had not yet arrived, but their father, who had been turned into a beast by blood healing, had already discovered them.

"What are you yelling about? Wouldn't it be better to just let me eat you up? Hehehehehehe~!!" Because their father was a warrior, he retained a sliver of thinking ability after transforming into a beast. However, this sliver of thinking ability was now being used for slaughter, not for protecting his children.

The sisters watched in horror as their father, transformed into a werewolf-like monster, tore the door apart bit by bit. They closed their eyes tightly, as if death would come at any moment!

But just as the werewolf monster was about to break down the door, the attic window was suddenly opened by two hunters wearing black trench coats.

The sisters' prayers to God were answered. A pair of hunters, one wielding a longsword and the other a magic wand, came to their rescue.

"Frost Arrow!" With a single ice spell, the hunter easily blinded one of the werewolf's eyes.

Immediately afterward, another hunter took advantage of the werewolf's screams as it was blinded by an arrow, and chopped off one of the werewolf's claws with a single sword strike!

In an instant, blood gushed from the werewolf's wound, staining the hunter red.

But this did not stop the hunters from their next move. Ice magic arrows and exquisite swordsmanship drove the werewolves into a retreat.

They quickly pinned the werewolf to the wall, easily slit its throat with a sharp dagger, and killed it instantly.

As the melee hunter killed the werewolf and prepared to cut off its left ear, the mage hunter carefully examined the two little girls they had rescued.

After confirming that the two little girls had not received blood therapy, the two-person team took them with them, preparing to return to the red survivor settlement that the hunters had prepared in this area. There, under the protection of six skilled hunters, the survivors had no need to live in fear.

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Archbishop Tut and another hunter, who appeared to be a swordsman, walked down the street, knocking on the doors of houses with red magic lamps hanging from them.

If you hear monster roars from inside, break down the door, hunt down the monster, and rescue any potential survivors. If you hear questions from two or more normal humans inside, tell them to separate as much as possible, ideally one person per room, and block the doors with something. Also, tell them to avoid being with children as much as possible.

"Archbishop, are you alright?" The swordsman hunter walked ahead, glanced back at the exhausted Archbishop Tut, and asked with some concern.

"Don't worry! He won't die for now!" Archbishop Tut said irritably, catching his breath slightly.

"I'm not worried about that. What I'm worried about is the church causing me trouble." The swordsman hunter chuckled as he knocked hard on the door of a house with a red magic lamp hanging not far away.

At that moment, a roar that didn't sound like a human's came from inside the house.

Upon seeing this, Archbishop Tut couldn't help but ask, "How many is it tonight?"

As the swordsman hunter installed the specially made violent weapon on the gate, he replied to Archbishop Tut, "This is the fourth one tonight."

"We've only been out for less than an hour, and this is already the fourth one. I wonder how things are going on the other side."

"Hehe! Don't worry, old man! Our area receives the most blood therapy. Other areas only have about two hundred teams in total, while our team and the civilian area combined have almost exceeded eighty percent of the (Hunter) organization's members!"

Archbishop Tut, holding his holy staff, sighed and said, "I hope the others have it easier than we do."

"I hope so!" he replied with a smile, then the swordsman hunter broke down the door of the house and charged in with his longsword.

Following closely behind the swordsman hunter, Archbishop Tut also rushed into the house, and together they hunted down the beast-like monster inside!

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