Then, as you know, the story of Capofez has come to an end, and it is time for me to leave this unrecognizable capital that has been destroyed by the fire of war and look for the legendary sword "Avengers".

"Hey, Sarah," as I looked at the map and thought about where I should go next, Hiccrad pushed open the door and walked in. In the morning, I asked him to do my business for me to check the whereabouts of the old man Sebastian.

"Ah, Hill," I put down the map and the magnifying glass and gave him a warm hug, "How about it?"

"No," Hickrad shook his head, "you can rest assured," he said. "Larna and I, we ran all over the city's hospitals, morgues, cemeteries, and even the council sent people to assist us."

"There is no dead named Sebastian, nor is there a wounded person named Sebastian," Hiccrad paused, and then continued, "This name is rare, and I'm afraid there are not many in the city."

"Not to mention the old man's last name," he continued, "Apophis...I have never met anyone with the last name of Apophis."

"This is an ancient and uncommon surname. Of course you don't see it very much in today's society, Hill," I felt much better after confirming that Sebastian did not die in this war. "Sebastian is now mostly abbreviated as Seth or SAS, and no one is using such a complex and ancient name."

"You are really knowledgeable," Hickrad smiled and pushed me with his elbow, "What are your plans next?"

"My?" I looked at him and pointed to the map, "Just as you see," I said, "I plan to continue to set out to find the legendary weapon of the Knight of Nomentu."

"Ah, why is this for?"

"For revenge, Hill," I stared into his eyes, saying word by word, "for revenge."

I guess there must be flames burning in my eyes when I said this, and I am afraid that the vertical pupils will also appear. Poor Hickrad, he must have been frightened by me.

He looked at me in panic, swallowing his saliva. I watched his Adam's apple keep moving up and down, and suddenly I woke up and scared him.

"You're okay, Hill," I looked at him with concern, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"I'm fine, Sarah," Hickrad stretched out a hand, held my arm, and handed me a smile, "I'm fine."

"Let's talk about the serious business," he cheered up and said seriously, "When we go? Who are you going to bring with you?"

"I'm thinking about this, too," said the matter, and I pulled him to the edge of the map. "The Republic of Strand is not big, but it is made up of many islands. If we choose the wrong direction, just taking a boat will waste a lot of time."

"I agree with you," Hiccradra took a chair and sat down on the spot. He clenched his left hand into a fist, put his elbow on the table, and his head was held in his fist, looking at the map seriously, "You have to list things in order."

"Oh, order, of course," I nodded, and pulled a chair and sat down opposite him. "I plan to hunt a vampire Count first, anywhere, but of course the closer the better. I think the Vampire Hunter Guild can give us some help in this regard."

"After I recover, we set out to find clues related to the Avengers of the Divine Sword."

"Very good, your thinking is clear," Hickrad nodded with relief. "This shows that you didn't mean it at once, so the next question is the second question, who do you plan to bring with you? Or no one?"

"I don't know," I shook my head. This is the truth. I don't know how many dangers there will be on this road. If you ask me what I think in my heart? I won't lie. I do want to stay with my friends and beautiful girls. But to be fair, the risks of this journey will definitely not be too small. The enemies I have to face are extraordinary monsters like vampires. If you are not careful, not only my friends, but I may even die in a certain battle.

"Well..." Hickrad's tone became a little low, "This is indeed a difficult choice, isn't it? He is unwilling to separate, but is afraid of harming them..."

"Hey," he suddenly raised his head and looked at me with his beautiful eyes. "I just want you to know, Sarah," he said sincerely, "no matter where you go, I'll find a way to follow you."

"Thank you, Hill, thank you."

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After a simple discussion, Hickrad and I left the room and went down to the lobby on the first floor. With the end of the war, the Silver Blood Hotel finally became lively again, and more hunters gathered here.

Vic still looked so contented, standing alone behind the bar, quietly wiping the glasses on his hands, and then placing them one by one in order.

I heard he was promoted because of his "decisive decision" in the Cabofis civil war, and he is now the head of vampire affairs for half of Cabofis.

"Good morning, Vic," I glanced at the clock. It was only ten o'clock in the morning. "I heard you've been promoted?"

"Ah, yes," said Vick's grin, and the smile on his face also deepened, "Do you want breakfast?"

"No," I waved my hand and rejected Vick's kindness, "I'm here to ask something."

"Ask?" Vic put down the wine glass in his hand, supported his hands on the bar, and looked at me with great interest, "Ask for things is the job of the intelligence team upstairs, you should go find Christo."

"Christo is not here," I made a helpless gesture, "I have to come to find you, after all, everyone is acquaintance."

"I love hearing this," Vic narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Say, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to know some information about the vampire Count," I said, "it's better to be the vampire Count with a completely transparent identity."

Vick's expression froze. He looked at me seriously, as if confirming my thoughts.

I looked back at him with the same serious expression. After a while, it seemed to confirm that I was not joking. Vic sighed, "You are indeed planning to leave, right?"

"You know, Vic," I looked at him and said with a faint smile, "I have to find a way to cure myself."

"I understand," Vic looked a little sad, "but, like you said, everyone is acquaintance..."

"Don't worry," I blinked at him, "It's just that we'll be back once things are done."

"Okay, okay," Vic said, shaking his head, "the price of acquaintances, fifty guild gold coins, a breakfast and a lunch."

"No problem," I took out a fifty-gold token readily, "I hope it's a detailed piece of information."

"Wait here," Vic took the gold coin, swept it quickly into the drawer, then unbuttoned the apron, and walked up to the second floor.

Hickrad and I sat at the bar, sipped in warm lemonade, waiting for Vic to come back with the information.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps of thumping sounded again, and Vick bent over and appeared in our sight.

He quickly walked down the stairs, then went straight to the bar and threw the bag he was holding onto the bar.

"That's it, boy, don't blame me for not reminding you," he took out a cigar from his pocket, sniffed it, and then put it in his mouth. "The Counts stored in the guild are not too detailed. The Counts that we investigated too thoroughly are now corpses."

"It's okay," I pulled the bag in front of me, smiled at Vick, and showed off my white teeth. "I'm mentally prepared for this."

"Well," Vic buckled his apron, picked up the rag, and began to wipe the table casually, while continuing in a voice that only Hickrad and I could hear: "Remember the rules here, take the information back to your room and read it yourself."

"Of course, Vick." I nodded at him, "Now, please give us some breakfast, Hickrad and I are hungry."

"No problem," Vic smiled brightly and turned into the kitchen.

After eating the breakfast that Vick carefully prepared for us, Hickrad and I returned to the room. The information had just been obtained and we still had a lot to discuss.

"Let's have a look," I threw the bag onto the table and skillfully dismantled the outer packaging.

The bag was neat paper files with a thickness of index fingers. I took a brief look and Vic gave me a total of five counts.

"Look at these, Hill," I handed two of the documents to Hickrad on the side, "I'll see the rest."

After saying that, I picked up a document codenamed "Midnight Ghost" and read it carefully.

To be honest, this information is much thinner than I thought. In just ten minutes, I read all the words and then put down the document in my hand in a little disappointed manner.

Vick is right, the information provided by these materials is pitifully small. If the rules of the National Comprehensive Academy are all useless waste paper.

This so-called Midnight Ghost Information only briefly introduces the origin of this code name. The vampire count seems to like to attack pedestrians who are alone in the street in the middle of the night.

In addition, we only know that he is an earl because there are already many junior and intermediate hunters who die at his hands. He is also located in the north of Cabofis, on the same island, Chelfidu.

It is a major industrial city in Strand. More than 80% of the people in the city are engaged in work related to metal and machinery, such as miners, technicians or engineers.

It is precisely for this reason that the nights in Chelfidu are always extremely lively, and drunk pedestrians can be seen everywhere on the streets, but this is a thing of the past. After the ghosts began to rage in Chelfidu at midnight, there were many fewer people on the streets.

"It's always a clue," I thought helplessly, took out my small notepad I carried with me, sucked ink with a quill, and then wrote the words "Midnight Ghost, Chelfidu".

After writing down the only useful news, I picked up the second document, which was codenamed "Ghost Ship".

I thought the first information was outrageous enough. After reading the second information, I realized how ridiculous my idea was.

The vampire Count mentioned in this information is like this code name! And! The Nine Holy Spirits are on it, he really has a pirate ship!

It is said that he also resurrected a large group of dead bodies. Most of them were sailors on the ship to operate the pirate ship for him.

His ship was also equipped with cannons and even some vampire deputys.

Never a vampire hunter has caught this ship, but countless merchants, seamen and even pirates who survived by chance have proved that such a ship exists.

I shook my head and put the information aside. If I was lucky enough, or bad enough, I could encounter this old pirate ship galloping on the sea.

Rather than wasting time on such illusory things, I would rather choose some enemies with clearer clues, even the information about "Midnight Ghost" is clearer than that of him.

While thinking about this, I raised my hand to pick up the third document, but was surprised to find that this document was also extremely outrageous "farm demon"? What the hell is this?

This information mentions a mysterious creature that constantly attacks animals on the farm. After surveying the scene, the guild investigators have always believed that the animals killed by vampires were dull and just like humans who had dried up their blood.

There are also differences within the guild about this vampire. Many people believe that it belongs to the Rose Marquis, so they oppose killing it as an enemy.

According to the information, this vampire count did not do anything that was unreasonable. I thought about it, gritted my teeth, and eliminated this information.

"Huh," After reconfirming the three documents, I raised my head and let out a breath of turbid air that I had been holding on for a long time, "I've finished reading it. How are you there, Hickrad?"

"Not very good, Saren," Hickrad frowned and threw two pieces of information on the table. "One is "Phantom Earl," it is said that many people have witnessed his appearance on the right island of the Central Three Islands."

I nodded, it was not too far, Capofez was located in the central island of the three archipelagos.

"The second one is a serial killer wandering around Strand. Let's put it this way, except himself, I'm afraid no one knows where he is now."

"In my opinion, we can only catch this guy if we are lucky, or if we are very unlucky, or if both are alive."

"I'm almost the same," the bitterness in my heart became deeper after hearing Hickrad's words. I shook my head and told him simply about the ghost ship and the farm demons.

"Ghost Ship? Ha!" Hickrad shook his head, "I think we should target this Midnight Ghost."

"I agree."

The bells rang at this time, and it was silent after 10 consecutive sounds, which reminded everyone in Kapofisri that it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Ah, it's eleven o'clock," Hickrad leaned back and stretched, "I'm going to go eat something, where are you?"

"I'll go too," I packed up my information, "After I finished eating, I'll go find Erin and talk to her about this."

"Hey, the hero is sad to be a beauty," Hickrad smiled wickedly, "I hope she won't lose her temper at you."
To be continued...