Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 434 Tomb Keeper

……

night.

Following the arrival of believers, their families, and hunters from overseas in Nanwei City.

The last long-distance train of the night stopped at Innsmouth Station on the outskirts of the city, bringing the last group of people who would soon join this bloody feast to come.

Among them were both men and women, all dressed in luxurious and elegant attire, and generally young-looking. Both men and women had very beautiful faces; any one of them could be a stunningly handsome man or a beautiful woman.

Their conversation revealed a southwestern accent.

As for why they arrived in Nanwei City so late, it wasn't because of the train schedule, but because even in Nanwei City, where the weather is usually gloomy, they didn't dare to get off the train during the daytime.

Because this is a bloodthirsty race from Cainhurst.

……

The oldest person in the crowd was only of middle age.

He was a man leaning on a cane, dressed in a dark blue tuxedo.

His hair was already turning a little gray, but the skin on his face was firmer than that of a normal middle-aged man, making him look more like a young man "playing" a middle-aged man.

Nevertheless, his voice was very low and aged when he spoke:
“Our journey has already violated the oath we made with the church… There is a very dangerous human inhabiting this city. Remember, no one can act rashly without my permission.”

"Let's go visit our friends in town first."

……

...

in the city.

Milo, Yan, the Hunter, and the seven members of the Exiled Shadows are currently busy searching for the whereabouts of the escaped vampire Klaus.

In the 23rd parish, they found no trace of Klaus.

Logically speaking, as a vampire who has been tortured and exploited for so long, Klaus's weakness and hunger should be unimaginable. In this state, his rationality and humanity would be weakened, and his primal bestiality would dominate to a great extent.

Therefore, Klaus's first choice after escaping should be to go to the nearest living creature, tear open its throat with his fangs, and drink his fill.

However, in the 23rd parish, Milo and others did not find any victims.

The streets were quiet, and there was not a trace of blood in the air.

"Could it be that he still retains his sanity?"

Yan found it very puzzling.

Monquia turned and left without saying a word.

Milo knew this guy intended to solve the problem in his own way.

He ignored Monquia and instead wandered around the abandoned back-to-back residential area.

The truth is, he didn't even find any suspicious clues, not even footprints.

……

“I think if that guy escaped, he’d probably just run back to his hometown as soon as possible. He might have already left Nanwei City by now,” Yan said, following behind Milo.

Milo kept a close eye on the marks on the ground the whole way.

While Yan's statement does have some merit, it's true that a mere vampire like Nanwei City doesn't warrant such a large-scale operation.

"But I always felt something was off."

Milo couldn't quite put his finger on what the problem was.

He knew that there were many strange and unusual people hiding in the city, and Klaus seemed insignificant in comparison. But an extremely weak vampire shouldn't just disappear into thin air like that.

"Do you think someone rescued him?" Yan suggested this possibility.

But he quickly dismissed this guess.

"That's impossible. Who would bother to save a vampire for no reason?"

"Who would have the time to imprison a vampire?" Milo said sarcastically to Yan.

……

The two wandered around the 23rd parish for a while longer, and Yan had almost finished half a pack of cigarettes.

Ultimately, Milo decided to test just how much control he had over his fear.

Yan, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, asked with a curious look, "What are you planning to do?"

"Just giving it a try."

As Milo spoke, he turned and walked into the basement of the ruins.

He picked up the half of the blood-stained chain from the corner and held it in his hand.

The next second, some flowing black substance began to emerge from his palm. This substance was not like the rolling smoke of the Night Demon, but more like vines or tentacles, which absorbed and digested the bloodstains on the chains.

Yan had almost never seen Milo use his cunning methods. Seeing this, he stared wide-eyed and squatted to the side, afraid of missing a good show.

The bloodstains on the chains came from Klaus.

Milo carefully examined the clues left behind by the other party through blood. He murmured to himself, "It depends on how cruelly you've tortured him over this period of time. Sometimes, fear and hatred coexist. The fact that he didn't seek revenge on you after escaping means that he is still afraid of you deep down. I wonder if this counts as his deepest fear."

"What if that's the case?" Yan glanced at the dozen or so vampire fangs nailed to the table next to him, seemingly quite confident about it.

“If so, it will be easy to find.” Milo shrugged.

The knowledge system provided by "The Chronicles of Nash" not only includes musical fragments from different species that can summon stars and alchemy, but most importantly, the truth about the fall of that long-sealed ancient civilization. The obscure and complex text contains not only the descriptions of historical facts by predecessors, but also the despair and fear of an era on the verge of annihilation.

It was that chilling feeling from a distant era that gave Milo a completely new understanding and appreciation of fear. The power of the source of fear was far more than just materializing emotions. For example, right now, he didn't even need to find Klaus; he could simply follow this fear and remotely bring him into the realm of dream manipulation.

……

Thirty seconds later, Milo dropped the dirty chain and beckoned Yan to set off.

"Let's go, let's find that guy."

It seems that the Night Demon's intimidating power has completely replaced the fear that Klaus had felt deep inside, making it the most unforgettable and unique one.

Milo easily located Klaus's position.

What struck him as odd was that he couldn't sense any clear emotional fluctuations in Klaus. Logically, even a calm and collected human should be able to accept the inner peace that Milo felt after guiding him through his dream. But at this moment, Klaus's mind seemed to be filled with nothing at all, yet also with everything—in short, chaos.

Milo had no idea what had happened to this vampire; the only thing he was certain of was his location.

That location is also quite sensitive.

It's in a cemetery just outside the city.

"A cemetery? What would a ghoul do in a cemetery? Is he looking for a coffin for himself?"

Yan followed Milo eagerly behind him.

The two left Nanwei City one after the other.

……

On the road leading to the suburban cemetery, Milo and his companion passed by a procession consisting of three or four top-of-the-line cars and dozens of horses.

It's called a top-of-the-line sedan, but that's only relative to the industrial level of that era. The noise it makes when driving is no different from that of a tractor.

But it's already high-end enough for ordinary people.

For example, Yan.

He had never seen anything like this before.

Even in the city center of Nanwei, it's impossible to see so many cars traveling in a convoy at once.

"Wow, that's so impressive! I have to get one and take it for a spin later."

He watched the long convoy drive away and sighed with genuine emotion, his inner rascal, the mischievous side of the Ripper, began to stir again.

But the next second he was dragged by Milo to continue to the cemetery.

……

...

The roads outside Nanwei City were pitch black at night.

But Milo had walked this path to the cemetery countless times. Even with his eyes closed, he knew it like the back of his hand, thanks to the ghouls who had previously made a huge fuss about buying up the cemetery.

The two were moving very fast.

Especially in sparsely populated areas like the outskirts of the city, there's no need to hide like in the city. Their jogging speed is almost as fast as a car. What would normally take half an hour on horseback, they skipped and jumped and arrived at their destination in about ten minutes.

It's fortunate that the two of them were fast enough.

Even if they were just a minute or two slower, by the time they got to the cemetery, they would probably only find a torn-up corpse.

……

Is such that.

The only brightly lit spot in the cemetery.

Milo and Yan stopped a murder.

The victim was the caretaker of the cemetery, a disheveled old man in his sixties with white hair and a tangled beard.

The perpetrator was Klaus.

However, Klaus at this time was no longer the dashing Viscount of Cainhurst Castle.

……

Yan easily broke Klaus's two hind limbs, completely disabling his mobility.

As for why it's called hind limbs instead of legs...

Because at this point, Klaus had already transformed into a beast.

Yes, just like those humans who had been trapped in dreams and transformed into beasts for some special reason, this vampire viscount also became a beast.

At this moment, it had transformed into a creature that was neither human nor ghost, its body a bloody mess, its mouth bulging out, and its body covered in pustules and bone spurs. It was lying on the ground, frantically digging at the sand with its two front paws, trying to drag its crippled lower body away from here.

Yan lit a match, squatted down, and carefully examined Klaus's disheveled and ugly head, clicking his tongue and saying, "Ugh~ How disgusting."

……

Milo, standing to the side, looked at the beast-like Klaus on the ground, feeling somewhat puzzled.

He never expected that vampires would also turn into beasts like humans.

According to previous speculation, the origin of the beast-like disease comes from the blood therapy technique used to treat the plague during the Great Plague. Only plague survivors who have received the blood therapy technique are likely to become beast-like.

"It seems that the birth of these vampires in Cainhurst Castle is indeed inextricably linked to the blood of the Old Gods that the Church fears."

Milo turned his head and glanced at the marks on the grave.

The old man who guarded the tomb was probably dragged all the way here from his hut. There were some scratches on his thin, bamboo-like legs, but other than that, he didn't have any serious injuries.

(End of this chapter)