The wrong transmigrator assigned by the system

After knocking on a door, Artus heard a roar from inside. He immediately installed the Violent Firearm and ordered a Firestorm Beast and a Priest Hunter to prepare for the attack.

"BOOM!!!" After an explosion, the door was violently blasted open.

The next moment, a monster with a tattered sack over its head and claws on its hands leaped out and pounced on Atus.

However, at that very moment, the Firestorm Beast slammed the monster back with a Flame Punch, and the next instant, the Priest Hunter unleashed a divine spell on the monster, giving Artus the opportunity to plunge his longsword into the monster's chest!

“My lord, we have finished hunting in this area. We are now going to clean up the mess for the hunters who accidentally turned into beasts.” After Artus cut off the monster’s left ear, the priest hunter took out a map and said to Artus while looking at the map.

"No problem. Let's go." Because of the Firestorm Beast, Atus's hunter team was the one that returned to the settlement the fewest times. And now, neither of them nor the Firestorm Beast were tired, so they planned to complete some tasks that the hunters who had accidentally turned into beastmen because of the blood of the beastmen patients had not yet finished.

Since their squad was responsible for a small area in the noble district, they did not encounter the same kind of attacks from ordinary beast-like patients as they did in the commoner district, and their physical strength was still relatively good.

Just as they were about to leave the area, a monster's roar suddenly came from a mansion not far away, forcing them to stop.

"I remember that was at your temporary residence, wasn't it?" The priest hunter asked, glancing at the residence with some confusion.

Artus was equally puzzled: "My wife and children are in the church's shelter, and there's no one at home. Could it be that the servant secretly underwent blood therapy and turned into a beast? No way?"

“It’s also possible that a monster broke in. Isn’t that right?” the priest hunter joked as he walked toward the mansion where Artus Lecord was temporarily staying in Paris.

“That’s possible. But I hope my servants are alright.” Count Artus Lecord said with some concern as he walked step by step toward his temporary home.

"Strange, the doors and windows are fine, so why are monster roars coming from inside? Could it be that the servants really went for blood therapy in secret?" When the two of them and the Firestorm Beast arrived at the mansion's gate, they found that the gate was not damaged by the monster as they had guessed. On the contrary, it was completely intact, without even a scratch or any other mark.

Since the gate had not been breached, Artus had no choice but to install the violent weapon on it.

"You're opening your own door, why are you using a violent weapon?" The priest hunter couldn't help but complain when he saw Count Artus Lecord installing a violent weapon on the door.

Artus lit the fuse, then, moving away from the door, said, "You wouldn't believe it! My wife always has the key to our house. If I get home late, I have to sleep on the street all night!"

“You’re really pitiful, ha.” Showing a slight sympathy for Count Artus Lecord’s misery, the priest hunter and the raging beast stepped into the mansion whose gates had been blasted open by the violent force.

Using the flames on the Tyrant Beast's neck as a crutch, the priest hunter meticulously searched every corner of the mansion. However, he found no trace of the monster.

"That's strange, where did the monster go?" The priest hunter scratched his head in confusion.

At that moment, a roar came from the basement of Artus's mansion, answering his question.

"In the basement? Looks like they really are servants!" They walked step by step towards the basement, opened the door, and went down with the Firestorm Beast.

After walking for only about twenty seconds, the priest hunter witnessed a scene that shocked him!

A total of twenty monsters were chained to the basement wall with specially made steel chains!

This wasn't some servant secretly receiving blood therapy at all, but rather...

"Thud!" The sword pierced through his body. The priest hunter stared wide-eyed at the longsword that had pierced his chest from behind and was still dripping blood. His mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Don't blame me, blame Lu Ming and the others for going against the Grand Duke!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 59 - Night of the Hunt (Part 3)

Hunting became increasingly difficult over time. On one hand, it was physically exhausting; on the other hand, the number of monsters was constantly increasing, making it impossible to kill them all.

As it approached 1 a.m., most of the hunters were driven out of the Blood Healing disaster area by an increasing number of monsters.

The hunters had no choice but to wait for hunters from other areas to finish hunting so they could come and join the hunt.

At this very moment, even Lu Ming, Saldallo, Archbishop Tut, Nero, and other (hunter) leaders were encountering problems, let alone the others.

Nero and Mike encounter a gigantic werewolf monster, as big as a house and with antlers.

Archbishop Thute and the swordsman hunter encountered a monster whose head was covered by something that looked like flat, fleshy lumps.

Saldallo and Firna encountered a group of blue-skinned humanoid creatures, among whom was a larger version of the blue-skinned creature.

The monster that appeared before Lu Ming and the female hunter was Bishop Amelia, whom the Grand Duke had been using as a blood-making machine for blood therapy these past few days.

Seeing Amelia suddenly rush out of the street and pounce on the two of them, Lu Ming was somewhat surprised, but his speed was not slowed down at all. He directly unleashed a Dragon Pulse, sending Amelia flying back.

"Roar!!!" Amelia landed heavily on the ground, letting out a roar.

"How did this guy escape from the basement of the lord's mansion? Could it be..." While pondering to himself, Lu Ming held the Irithyll Straight Sword in one hand and the Peheim Magic Staff in the other, slowly walking step by step toward Amelia, the monster whose name sounded very similar to his daughter's.

"Although I don't know who's helping you, since you've escaped, don't blame me!!" Due to the wolf blood and the long hunt, Lu Ming's aura gradually became somewhat frightening. Even from a distance, one could feel the terrifying aura inherited from the Lord of Wolf Blood.

"Roar~!!" In response to Lu Ming's hunting declaration, Amelia also roared, as if she wanted to tear Lu Ming to pieces.

With a cold laugh, Lu Ming transformed into a blur and flashed to Amelia's right, thrusting out a Franck dagger that left a deep wound on her body.

Amelia, who had been stabbed by Lu Ming with the Farron Swift Sword, let out a scream. But she quickly lashed out at Lu Ming with her claws, and with remarkable accuracy.

Knowing that being hit by Amelia's blow would mean certain death, Lu Ming had no choice but to use high-speed movement to dodge the fatal strike.

Lu Ming managed to dodge Amelia's attack, but many houses on the street had their walls collapsed by Amelia, releasing a number of monsters.

"As expected of a bishop-level being, he even knows how to summon minions. However, this is not a problem! Nitro Charge!" Seeing the monsters that ran out of the house whose walls had been destroyed by Amelia and roared as they charged towards him, Lu Ming immediately used Nitro Charge without saying a word.

Orange-red flames enveloped the Peheim Magic Staff, which struck the monsters heavily on the head, knocking them to the ground one by one.

At this moment, the female hunters, who were farther away, threw out golden electric balls, killing the monsters one by one.

Meanwhile, Lu Ming, having unleashed several nitrification charges and pushed his speed to the limit, began to overwhelm Amelia.

The azure soul sword and Irithyll's fierce, icy winds left Amelia utterly helpless, but sometimes things aren't as simple as they seem.

Just as Lu Ming was preparing to deliver the final, fatal blow to Amelia, a pillar of fire suddenly shot from a distance, forcing Lu Ming to dodge.

“Artus Lecord.” Turning his head to glance at the person who had forcibly rescued Amelia from his grasp and the fire-breathing beast beside that person, Lu Ming took off his trench coat, the hem of which was on fire, and coldly looked at Artus, who was slowly walking over.

“I’m sorry, my friend. Although I enjoyed your time with Saldalo, for the sake of the country and the Grand Duke, I have no choice but to let you die here.” Artus Lecoud walked over step by step and asked with some sorrow.

"Blood therapy, is that your responsibility?" Noticing that the dying Amelia was trembling slightly as Artus approached, Lu Ming realized that the person in charge of blood therapy was Count Artus Lecord, who had only joined the Hunters in the middle of the game.

“Yes. Blood therapy is another method I found to prevent the Deep or Londor from controlling Miracaiser. It’s just that the side effects seem too great right now. But it doesn’t matter. As long as Cainhorst’s pure blood arrives, the side effects of blood therapy will definitely be resolved!” Count Artus Lecord said with great pride, as if he were talking about something great.

"So, this competition..."

“Initially, I wanted to use this competition to test whether we could use wild magical beasts to defend against enemies. However, I never expected that I would see hope in you. It’s just a pity that while magical beasts are good, they are too slow. Even if they are popularized at the fastest, it will still take several years. Miracaissa can’t wait any longer. The elves and dark elves of the neighboring countries are eyeing us covetously. We have almost no allies now, except for the beast-eared race, who are in a weak position like us! We must find a way to defeat the elves and dark elves, even if the side effects are huge!” Artus sighed and explained Miracaissa’s current predicament.

“…” Lu Ming fell silent. Indeed, Miracaissa was not the largest and strongest nation on this continent. The largest and strongest were the Elf Empire and the Dark Elf Empire, which had a longer history than humans and beastmen.

However, because these two empires were so hostile to each other that they had not attacked any other countries for nearly a thousand years.

So why did Artus Lecord say that both the elves and the dark elves were eyeing Miracathia?

Lu Ming couldn't understand it, but he didn't want to think about it either.

"Artus, even if Blood Healing can temporarily prevent Miracath from being destroyed by the elves and dark elves, Miracath will eventually perish because of Blood Healing! So give up this unrealistic idea, my friend!" Out of friendship over the past few days, Lu Ming gave Artus Lecord one last piece of advice.

pity......

“I’m so sorry, Lu Ming. I can’t stop now. My son, daughter, brother, and other relatives and friends have all received blood therapy and been sent to the border.”

Does your wife know?

"No. She doesn't know. But whichever of us survives, I hope she never finds out."

"Why bother?" Shaking his head helplessly, Lu Ming sighed and asked, looking at the loyal minister who had paid a heavy price for Miracaissa.

“You are from Irithyll of the Boreal Valley, you simply cannot understand the feelings of someone like me who is about to become a subject of a fallen kingdom!”

"Are you saying I'm not a Miracaissa person? I've done so much for Miracaissa, yet I'm still an outsider?!"

"Isn't it, you know it yourself!"

"Hahahaha!" Lu Ming laughed in anger, though he was furious.

"Looks like you have no intention of repenting." After planting Irithyll's straight sword in the ground, Lu Ming smiled and took out his phone from his clothes, then retrieved the Greatsword of Retribution that he had obtained from Saliwan.

With a powerful swing of his greatsword, Lu Ming threw his magic wand to the ground and instead used the Bell of Hope hanging at his waist, striking the Undead Legion salute.

"Abandoning magic in favor of miracles? But what miracles can you, not being a priest, use? Lightning spears or corrosives?" Atus laughed and asked as he saw Lu Ming abandon his usual straight sword and magic staff in favor of a greatsword and holy bell.

Even so, Artus still returned the greeting with a knightly salute.

Even if it were a life-or-death duel, the two would still remain friends and nobles, and etiquette would be indispensable.

"I can't perform miracles, but I can use dark magic!" With a slight smile, Lu Ming charged towards Artus.

"Dark magic? What the hell is that?!" Having blocked Lu Ming's attack with the greatsword of a Lothric knight obtained from who-knows-where, Atus immediately used a strange force to push Lu Ming away.

Furthermore, the instant Lu Ming was pushed away, disregarding the bones and joints of his own arm, he forcefully flicked his wrist, twisting the inertia of his arm and greatsword, and turned to attack Lu Ming.

However, Lu Ming had already increased his speed several times due to the Nitrogen Charge, so he dodged Artus's attack in a few moves.

"Your power... Blood Healing?" After dodging Artus's attack, Lu Ming was surprised by Artus's suddenly increased power.

Artus was a warrior, not even a gladiator. He couldn't possibly possess such power!

You see, he and Saldal had put in a lot of training to make Artus stronger. But it didn't have much effect; his strength was actually the same as Princess Ella, who had been practicing swordsmanship since childhood but was only ten years old.

Neither Lu Ming nor Saldal would believe that Artus was hiding his true strength. During their secret training of Artus, they had thoroughly investigated his limits. After all, fatigue can be faked, but shock cannot!

Then Artus must have used some method to make himself as strong as he is now!

“That’s right, this power is the power of blood healing! And this blood is the blood of Amelia, whom you beat to the point of near death!” Artus pointed to Amelia lying on the side of the street, barely alive, and openly admitted that he had received blood healing.

"You even underwent blood healing yourself? Looks like you're about to transform into a beast! Well then, before you do, let me end your suffering!" Lu Ming sighed as he glanced at the fingernails on Atus's right hand, then unleashed a dragon-shaped energy wave: "Dragon Wave!"

"Dragon Pulse? Is that all? Hmph! Typhoon! Fireball!!" Atus sneered as he watched the roaring dragon of the Pulse attack, and commanded Typhoon.

The next moment, the Firestorm Beast spewed out a large, F-shaped burst of flame that collided with the Dragon Pulse.

The flames and dragon's breath collided, triggering a massive explosion that tore apart the surrounding buildings!

But just as the shockwave and the flames of the explosion blinded him, Artus suddenly heard a voice he didn't want to hear.

"Queen of the Flower, use Solar Flare!"

Atus knew that Lu Ming also had a Poké Ball like Amelia. However, he hadn't expected that on the night of the hunt, Lu Ming wouldn't leave his Vileplume at home to protect his family, but instead took it with him.

A golden beam of light pierced through the explosion and shot straight toward Artus Lecoed.

As the approaching sunlight and flames drew ever closer, Artus suddenly roared and was struck by the beam of light.

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a few days ago.

"Artus, are you sure you want to undergo blood therapy?" Grand Duke Hedist asked Artus Lecord with a serious expression, standing in front of the cage where Amelia was imprisoned.

Looking at the disposable syringe in his hand containing Amelia's blood, which had not been diluted with anyone else's blood, Artus Lecorde gritted his teeth and said, "I proposed blood therapy, so even if there are terrible side effects, I should be the first to go!"

After saying that, Artus Lecod injected Amelia's blood into his own body.

Upon seeing this, whether it was Grand Duke Hadist, Haven Leggett, Luianali Sachs, Athos Soren, or Rooney Arta, they all looked at Artus with great respect.