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"Don't be ridiculous, Wendlow. How could you have seen a vampire?"

As soon as the thick wooden door was opened, the witch hunter Victor walked in and forcibly interrupted Windlow's words.

"As an imperial merchant, the rumors about vampires you have heard are almost all false. Their true power is very strong."

Victor picked up the musket in his hand, checked back and forth to see if the gunpowder was damp, and at the same time inserted the silver musket bullet.

"Not to mention ordinary people, even the elite of the Empire or even Sigma Priests may not be their opponents."

The musket kept spinning in Victor's hand, and finally it was stuffed into the holster, and he walked completely into the dilapidated hut.

"Remember to close the door. Also, you should be thankful that you didn't see a vampire. If you did, the luckiest thing would be that they left you an intact body."

"I really saw a vampire."

Wendlow did not leave, but instead circled around Victor several times.

"Just over an hour before you got here, a woman knocked on the door of the cabin."

When Victor heard that it was a woman, he immediately became alert and reached for his rifle with his left hand.

"I looked through the crack in the door and saw that the woman was a noble lady. She was alone in the middle of the night, and she was dressed so richly. She was definitely not an imperial noble, so I concluded that she was a vampire."

Victor had already grasped his rapier with his right hand.

Windlow was indeed right. He was hunting a female vampire, and that girl had indeed fled to this place.

But there was still one very suspicious point. Victor turned to Windlow, and his subconscious told him that the imperial merchant in front of him had been bribed by vampires.

"Then tell me, merchant, how did you fight off the vampire?"

This was beyond Windlow's expectation, and within a second, he had composed the entire language.

"Yes, yes, that vampire said at first that he would rush in directly, but when I saw how panicked she was, and I remembered what you said about hunting down vampires in Longingbrook City, I took a gamble."

"Tell that vampire that if she breaks in, she will definitely kill everyone because of the fight. When the blood is all over the ground, won't it give the witch hunters a clue to hunt her down?"

"So the vampire lady ran away. The last I saw her was heading east."

Having said this, Victor breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands down from his weapons, and patted Windlow on the shoulder.

"You did a good job. You were very smart and knew how to exploit the vampire's weaknesses. If she really dared to kill you, I would definitely be able to track her down."

Victor's tone was ups and downs. It was unclear whether he meant to praise Windlow for his quick response, or to feel sorry that Windlow could not sacrifice himself to leave him clues.

However, it was already late at night, and it was not realistic to continue chasing the vampire, so he put all his weight next to the campfire, used the residual heat from the ashes to heat his dry food, and then ate it quickly.

Then he sat down on the ground and fell asleep.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. It is not too late to hunt down vampires after dawn.

Little did he know that the vampire was only five meters away from Victor at this moment, hiding in the small hole before, holding his breath completely.

The current situation is rare. If we rush out immediately, there is a chance that we can kill the witch hunter named Victor.

But once he attacks actively, he will go berserk and attack Windlow and Mousse.

This is not a problem, but if he does not kill the witch hunter immediately, and instead goes crazy because of the taste of blood and attacks the other two people, it will give the witch hunter a chance to use the holy object to counterattack.

So the best way is to wait until the witch hunters leave, and then leave yourself. This is the safest way.

In this way, a witch hunter and a vampire stayed in the same house.

This gave Windlow and Mousse a golden opportunity. They simply let down their guard and lay on the ground to sleep however they wanted.

A dynamic balance has been reached between witch hunters and vampires, and now even if there are enemies outside, they will definitely not be able to escape the detection of vampires and witch hunters.

In this way, the two of them had a rare good night's sleep, and when they woke up the next day, they felt refreshed.

The witch hunter Victor headed east after the sun came out. As for the vampire, he stood in the house, waiting for Windlow and Mousse to wake up.

"You are finally awake. I have something else to tell you."

After the vampire finished speaking, he turned around and scared Windlo. That shriveled and wrinkled face, was it the same beautiful vampire from yesterday?

At this moment, a drop of cold sweat had already slid down Wendlow's forehead. He guessed what the vampire would do next.

"I need blood to replenish my strength, but don't worry, you saved me once, I won't kill you, just give me some blood."

"Elf blood is fine, human blood is fine too, not much, it won't kill you."

This really caught Wendlow and Mousse off guard.

Mousse's purple eyes narrowed again. Even though it was broad daylight, the house was dim and there was no advantage in forcing a fight with a vampire.

Besides, the witch hunter named Victor must have gone far away. There was no point in starting a fight. He could only take out a dagger and cut a cut on his arm.

"bring it on."

The vampire lady also smiled slightly. She knew that communicating with smart people would not waste time. She walked over slowly, picked up Mousse's arm and licked the wound carefully.

The vampire's saliva has the effect of inhibiting blood coagulation, and he licked Mousse's blood mouthful by mouthful.

"The blood of the elves is quite sweet."

After seeing Mousse frown and her already fair face covered with a layer of snow-white, the vampire lady retracted her tongue after licking her lips.

Then he walked towards Windlow.

"You're next, human."

We have to give this blood. We can't let Mousse, who has already bled, bleed again. The blood lost now is not much, and it can still be recovered.

In addition, I had experience in voluntary blood donation before, so losing 400 ml of blood was not a big problem.

But he couldn't cut his arm with a knife, so he could only ask the vampire lady or Mousse for help.

After all, when I donated blood voluntarily before, I kept my eyes away the whole time and didn't even look at the needle from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, Wendlow suddenly remembered something. Vampires suck blood, but what about the specific source of this blood? Maybe there is another way.

"Etc., etc."

He quickly interrupted the vampire lady who was walking towards him with a knife and gave a new suggestion.

"Have you heard of the story of one drop of semen equaling ten drops of blood?"