A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

The man who has been lying in the coffin has silver hair and a sharp-edged face. The combination of his facial features has a different kind of stern temperament. The most peculiar thing is his temples. Two strands of long hair are tied into braids that hang down to the There are also two strings of shiny beads on the chest and braids, but I don't know what kind of material it is.

This is the vampire the hunters are after.

Meyer Link is the so-called "new aristocrat", and has never experienced the era when his fellow clan ruled the entire land.

It was both unfortunate and fortunate for Meyer to never have lived in what the older vampires called a golden age.

Unfortunately, he may never have the chance to experience the days when the whole world is under his control and he can have as much blood as he wants; fortunately, because of this, he will not have any gaps in the current world feel.

Escaping from the clutches of humans and hunters chasing and killing nobles, enduring the strange eyes cast by fellow nobles because he does not despise humans, wandering forever outside the boundaries of civilization, not knowing whether his life will be There will be a day when it will end... These pains don't matter, because he met this girl.

"Charlotte... what time is it?"

"It's just past midnight." The girl looked at his profile worriedly and replied, "What's the matter, Lord Meyer?"

"Don't call me 'my lord', my love... I don't recognize myself as a 'noble'. There is only an ordinary soul redeemed by you here."

Meyer stepped forward, avoiding his sharp fingertips, and gently lifted the woman's face with the backs of his fingers.

Yes... It was this kind of compassion that seemed to love all things in the world equally, and the innocence that never changed moved him.He is a special nobleman who has never shown blood teeth on humans, and she is also a special human being who does not have vigilance or hatred towards nobles. Both of them are aliens in their respective groups and cannot be tolerated in the world...

Especially Charlotte.

From the moment she knew about this, her entire family was going mad. They not only took turns to persuade her and threaten her, but also hid her in a villa in the town, locked the doors and windows, and only trusted maids could approach her. She, deliver food for her, prepare clean clothes and bath water for her.Later, even the maids stopped coming... This young girl was strictly restricted in her range of activities, and she couldn't talk to anyone for a while.

Whenever he thinks of his lover's mood during that time, Meyer's heart is twisted like a knife, even if he is nailed in by a wooden stake, it is not as painful as this painful event.

But Charlotte never regretted it.She "would rather live and die alone all her life" than give up her love.This well-behaved daughter who listens to her parents has shown a rare stubbornness and rebellion. She would rather go on a hunger strike than compromise.

But, how could Meyer have the heart to watch her suffer so much?

So he faced the pain caused by the crosses in the town, directly destroyed the house, and brought Charlotte out.

He asked the girl, "Do you want to follow me, and the two of us will leave together?"

Charlotte replied: "It doesn't matter where you go, as long as you are with you."

Meyer, who recovered from the good memories, lifted the curtain again and looked at the scene outside.Having wandered on the edge of civilization for a long time, he is also very familiar with this road, and he knows where he is after a little recollection.

"So... Although we did reach the village of the barbarians, we haven't solved the troubles that came after us..."

He whispered to himself.

If the hunters and D attached to the back have been dealt with, then there is no need for the carriage to set off so quickly... It seems that the current situation is that something happened there before.

"...D will catch up."

He said this to the outside of the car window, and in the next second, a thin, running figure hung upside down from the roof of the car, with a ferocious smile on his mouth: "Hey hee hee...Master Meyer, those who don't know how to live or die Let the three of us deal with the hunter. You can continue to sleep soundly in the carriage without any worries, and I will help you take care of all the enemies that come after you!"

"Don't take it lightly...that guy is different."

Mayer Link said, and lowered the curtain in hand.

"Hee...is it different?" The expression on the black-robed man's face hardly changed, and no one could tell if this was his real face.

But what Meyer said soon came true... At the end of the road, there was a sound of clattering horseshoes, and it was getting closer, closer.

D on the horse's back was holding the reins with both hands, his body was slightly lowered, his cloak was raised behind him, and he rushed towards this side like a black cloud, and the distance to the carriage was getting closer and closer.

The man in black robe stood up on the roof of the carriage, opened his hands towards this side, and rushed towards him like a big bird.

"D, no... this guy is not quite right..."

The left hand was still dutifully reminding, but at this moment he couldn't help thinking about it anymore... D drew out the knife behind his back, lifted the rein slightly, and kicked the horse's flank.

This docile two-horned horse jumped up suddenly, with all four feet in the air, and jumped forward; with the momentum of this jump, the knife in D's hand also broke through the space in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and rushed towards the enemy who was rushing. Slash upwards diagonally.

The man in black robe couldn't make any dodging movements in the air, but saw a flash of saber, and the black robe split into two halves.

However, it wasn't a dead body that landed next to the horse's hooves of the two-horned horse, but only the black cloth that had been cut in half curled and floated down gently.

"Oh, it's so dangerous. You really deserve to be D... If it wasn't for me, you would have cut me in half just now..."

There was no sign of anyone in front of him, only the back of the carriage moving at full speed and going further and further away.

D didn't let his guard down, and he didn't continue chasing the carriage... He couldn't catch up to Mayer Link until he got rid of this annoying guy.

The erratic voice flickered from left to right, and it couldn't be heard where it came from. Even D and the superhuman senses of his left hand couldn't find it; after waiting for a second or two, D suddenly jumped up on the stirrups, Curled up, reached out and pressed the mountain wall beside the road.

The two pieces of black cloth that had been scattered around the horse's feet suddenly rose up and became several meters square in the wind.One piece of black wrapped the poor horse, dragging it down the cliff on the side of the road, and there was a heavy "bang" after a few seconds.

D, who was holding the edge of the protruding rock on the mountain wall, was also attacked by another piece of black cloth. Unavoidable, he could only use his feet to stab at the black cloth.

But soon, the piece of black cloth turned into darkness, pulling him slowly into it like a pool of stagnant water.

His thinking was getting slower and slower, as was his movement.The tip of the knife didn't touch anything, and even the black cloak fluttering behind him was frozen in the black space.

"Hey, D, don't stop here, D!"

The only thing left that can move is the face on the left hand, but at this moment it can only scream in panic, trying to wake up its master.

"I'm... all right."

With that said, D lowered his head in the darkness that bound his whole body.

From behind him, a flash of light suddenly bloomed, and the surrounding darkness seemed to tremble suddenly, unable to block his sword light any longer.

D's long knife accelerated suddenly, and cut the black cloth in front of him into pieces several times in a row.

As the darkness receded and the moonlight shone again, D landed on one knee and immediately looked back on the mountain road.

But this area has become extremely quiet, and the man who attacked him just now is like a dream that never existed.

The carriage had already gone far away, and now that he had lost his only means of transportation, he could no longer catch up.

Fortunately, he knew the final destination of the carriage and could determine its route.

At this time, the left hand, which had lingering fear, asked again: "D, what was that just now? What did you use?"

"... These are very common in another world, but in our place, they should be regarded as 'ancient technology'."

D answered.

On the carriage that had run away, the figure in black robe appeared again, but this time, he was not so calm.

The man was trembling all over at this moment, sweat was pouring like rain, and even the black robe on his back was soaked.

"Too underestimated him... That man escaped from the shackles of the 'Shadow Technique' so quickly and hurt my body..."

"Not only that... Another group of people have already caught up." The fluffy haired woman in green tights also appeared from the roof of the carriage, squatted down at the rear of the carriage, and gave him a mocking look. Smile.

"...Then how about you deal with them this time and let me see your skills?"

The man in black snorted, sat down on the outer panel at the rear of the car, and pressed his chest.

He really needs to take a break.

Chapter 23 Northern Town

"So, the existence of that goddess is actually closer to that of a 'wraith'."

Jacob, who had returned to the tavern, was saying this to Boss Xue and Santa Nicole.

D has made a promise that when he finishes the task at hand, he will come back to help the family deal with the issue of the goddess' resurrection; until then, they can only use the tavern as a safe house... Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to return to themselves now In the world, who knows if the goddess will suddenly jump out of the dream and ask them to "sacrifice" in a physical sense?

"It turns out that Christian pastors can also admit the existence of ghosts?"

Hearing what he said, Xue Li couldn't help complaining.

Jacob shook his head indifferently: "In the Bible, there is also a story about Saul asking a witch to bring Samuel's ghost to the world. This is not considered evil spirit worship. Moreover, the Bible itself was compiled by humans. There are many deletions and revisions in the content, and it may not be the same as when God made the covenant with man."

"Good guy, you were just not very pious just now, and now you are going straight to heresy. If some sects hear what you say, they will arrange a fire for you." Boss Xue immediately answered.

Santa Nicole sipped the juice in front of her, looking cautious.

After betraying the Nine Kings and Gods, and telling this group of humans what should be said and what should not be said, she seems to have finally been partially recognized by this tavern, and she no longer has to go through that mountain-like burden every moment. Even under mental stress, I can speak normally.

However, her heart was still trembling, and the fear of being destroyed at any time was still lingering, which made her quickly recognize and accept her position.

Although they gave her something to drink and chatted with her a few times, it doesn't mean she can act as she pleases or walk out of that door... She is still imprisoned here, and the treatment she gets is not the same. There is no better condition for prisoners than Norwegian prisons.

She fully understands why such treatment came about, and is now in a state of "fully cooperating" with all questions answered.

For example, now, she began to talk about the essence of the goddess "Shitabai" in her understanding.

"In our culture, the boundaries between gods and devils are not so clear... as long as they essentially symbolize a certain 'concept', they can be called gods. Women who died in pain and jealousy were far from the only ones. One, but only she became Shitabai, because she is purer and more symbolic of hatred for life."

It has to be said that hatred for life is also one of human needs; there are as many people who love life as there are people who hate life.More people have both, love the colorful life, but also hate the suffering they have experienced in life.

Look at the targets of Shitabai in the legend, they are nothing more than those men who walk alone in the wilderness at night and are fascinated by beauty!

If there are no gods in the world, only from the perspective of cultural development and the origin of mythology, the story of Shitabai is undoubtedly persuading the people not to go out into the wilderness alone at night, not to be addicted to women, and not to try to get what you should not get something and so on.

The reason why she is both a ghost and a goddess is that she symbolizes some kind of malice shared by all human beings, and has realistic moral significance in the myth system of Mayan culture.

In the face of such a goddess, can human beings really resist?

Even with the help of that vampire hunter, can they really escape unscathed?

Boss Xue knocked on the countertop of the bar, thinking about something carefully.After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said while organizing his words: "...In the 'Supernatural Power Research Conclusions' given to Uncle Ninth by that clever ghost Ikab, it was proposed that 'everything has a limit' Confront concepts with 'concepts'. Even if it is a god, her power should have boundaries, and it is impossible to act against her own 'concept', and she cannot set foot in the domain of other gods, this is your chance to survive."

In the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, Calypso has been tricked like that by nine pirate kings, and she did not say that she will catch them all...Because she is a sea god, not a sea monster, and some of those treacherous people are "within the rules" method.

The soul of the dog-headed military commander was burning in his eyes. He immediately turned to Santa Nicole and asked her: "Where are the temples of the nine 'kings'? If there is a modern map, can you mark it on it?" Out of position?"

I don't know how long it took before D walked into another small town on the border under the glare of the sun.

The "frontier" here does not refer to the borderline between countries, but the periphery of the civilized territory, the human territory far away from the core settlement area.

Needless to say, this place is often invaded by nobles and various monsters, and the people in the town are extremely united—otherwise, there is no way to survive in this environment.

The most equal and basic order is rarely formed here, the residents are familiar with each other, and the arrival of any stranger will arouse the attention and vigilance of the whole town.

D has felt this kind of unwelcome gaze since he entered the town.

But at this time, there is no other human stronghold around where he can stay for supplies, and he has also walked in the sun for too long, and it is impossible to go to other places; the "sunshine disease" brought to him by half of the noble blood has reached the point where he may die at any time. the point of attack.

The man silently walked into the repair shop on the side of the town's entrance.

Among the various old-age technologies that remain on this land to this day, of course there are some means of transportation such as automobiles, locomotives, suspension vehicles, etc., but after all, they are only a small number.

Therefore, there is such a strange scene in most of the human settlements: most of the car repair shops also have some horses, and the automated conveyor belt is humming under the racks hanging various precision auto parts Get up and add feed to the trough on the other side.From car repair and cleaning to horse rental, this kind of shop can provide a variety of services belonging to different eras and levels of skill for passing travelers.

D saw another strong two-horned horse on the other side of the stable. It seemed that the owner of the shop was knowledgeable and took good care of it.

"I want to buy that horse."

He said.

The owner of the shop was a small, hunched and elegant old man wearing glasses. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him. After a few seconds of silence, he quoted a price: "$30, no negotiation. If you think Too expensive, try your luck elsewhere."

When the voice fell, D stretched out his left hand and sprinkled a handful of gold coins in front of the boss.

This amount of money is nothing to him, the business is to quickly buy this horse and chase that carriage.

In the village of the barbarians, his attitude towards the number "[-] million" is the same... He has been a hunter for many years, and apart from the recent consumption in that special tavern, he has nothing else. Where money is needed; how much property he has, I'm afraid even he himself can't remember it.

Now that he had paid the money, he planned to fasten the saddle on his shoulders to the horse and ride away immediately, but in the next second, the sound of a bullet being loaded was heard behind him.

"Hold on! What are you doing in this town?"

The local sheriff had rushed over with a few militiamen and raised his gun behind the man.

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The owner of this shop frowned, put down the car recorder in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly to the group of people: "Sheriff, gentlemen, this customer has already paid...these are the ones in front of me. $[-] in genuine gold coins."

The magistrate ignored him, and said coldly with a gun in his hand: "I'm sorry, our town will never sell anything to a half-breed. Put the horse down and get out now!"

"...I need this horse very much." D didn't turn his head, just replied with his back to several people.

"So what, spit!" The sheriff showed a disgusted expression on his face, "You bloodthirsty monsters will die sooner or later."

The owner of the shop simply raised his voice again, and said to him: "The shop is mine, and this horse is also mine. Isn't it my freedom to sell it to anyone?"

"Father Burke, don't break the rules of this town!" The sheriff replied without turning his head, "Don't forget that nobles and mixed races are absolutely not allowed in our town, don't you want to be expelled?" Get out of town."

"Rules... Of course I remember, because I have been in the village since then. In the past, there were many nobles in our area, and some children were kidnapped by nobles. So we all paid together and found a world The most powerful vampire hunter in the world, and rescued those children."

Papa Burke took a sip of the coffee that was placed on the side of the table, and continued: "I will never forget that day, the roar of the nobles was horrifying, they were like black lightning bolts, baring their bloody teeth towards this place. The only thing standing in front of him was the back of the hunter. He had many wounds on his body, and the bright red blood splashed on the faces of the children.

"As long as he takes a step back and turns his head away, he won't be hurt. Even if he goes back to the town and says 'there are too many enemies, I couldn't save the children', no one will have any objections, after all the town The villagers all know how powerful those nobles are.

"But let's not talk about backing off, he didn't even shake it, the knife finally killed all the nobles in front of him, and their blood, together with his blood, dyed the land red.

"The man then turned around... What a face it was! When the children saw him, they even forgot to be afraid, and just stared blankly at his eyes, the blood red gradually fading away.