Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 89 Vampire x Female Swordsman 1
The ultimate madness is momentary, and if it lasts for a long time, it is death.

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Vampires, a race abandoned by God, are neither gods, devils, nor humans.

It started in Eastern Europe in the Middle Ages, and it always has a bizarre, terrifying and psychedelic color when it appears in front of human eyes.

It was around the 14th century in the Middle Ages in Europe that the church publicly admitted that there were indeed vampires, and then sanctioned and hunted them down.Although the church has controlled the number of vampires to the point where they will not harm humans, in everyone's mind, the vampire count on Mount Xi that no one has seen is still a midnight nightmare.

When Bai Wanwan was forcibly separated from the previous book, her mission had actually been completed.She rubbed between her brows, and didn't even bother to ask for the points, so she called 001 to send herself the plot, she had to get busy... so she could forget the things that were stuck in her heart.

It should be regarded as a fantasy book. The story takes place in the eighteenth century before the French Revolution. At that time, 400 years have passed since the first generation of vampires appeared.Although this race that lives in the dark has disappeared, there are always several shocking news about blood-sucking mummies every year. This time, the identity of the original owner is the only heir of a down-and-out swordsman family.

Originally, the family was prosperous and famous, but the swordsmanship, which symbolized courage, strength and tenacity, was gradually eliminated in the evolution of the times. When it came to Bai Wanwan, she was the only one left.

She left her family since she was a child and was sent to a very famous church in a small town near Xishan. Not only was it said that there were vampire hunters who could fight vampires in it, but also because of the...high priest.

Bai Wanwan thought that the villain would be the terrifying vampire count in the background story, but this time, the villain's father turned out to be an arrogant and noble priest.

The host relationship has nothing to do with him. Although she said that she was sent to this holy church for training, she is actually a prodigal dog who was abandoned. In her heart, this church is equivalent to an orphanage.

The host has inherited the family's pride and pride, and does not feel inferior because of his identity.Although her boring physical tricks are no match for those children who can use magic-like light spells.

Pastor Adrian has always liked children who are smart, obedient and extremely talented, but it just so happens that Bai Wanwan does not have these three qualities.She was born rebellious, clumsy but diligent.It's a pity that even a [-]% acquired effort can't compare with those talented geeks.

Therefore, she is also an outcast freak in the church.And the host didn't bother to be with the flowers in the greenhouse, just huddled in his room and practiced the sword style passed down by his grandfather over and over again.

Although she lived under the same roof as those children, few people remembered her, and she didn't have any friends.

The mission this time is more difficult, requiring her to kill the vampires on Mount Xi.And guard the Holy Church.

The room she is in now is very narrow and damp, and the walls are covered with large water stains. Judging from the dark lighting, it should be in a basement.There was only a simple wooden bed, a table and a chair with missing legs in the room.There is a row of clothes hanging on the hangers in the corner, but there is no other furniture.

There was a small mirror on the table, Bai Wanwan held up the mirror and looked at it, lost in thought...

The original owner was born in a noble family, so she was naturally a beautiful blonde girl with clear blue eyes.Originally, temperament and beauty are very capable, but unfortunately because I don’t care about appearance, I didn’t take care of my bangs and left them too long to cover half of my face. I also looked very listless, decadent and dejected, like someone wandering around in the middle of the night. female ghost.

Because he held the sword all the year round, his hands were full of scars and calluses, and he couldn't tell that it was the hands of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Her room made it difficult to dry clothes, so she was occasionally forced to wear soiled clothes.Among those beautiful and clean children who looked like angels, she really lived like a monster.

While thinking about the plot, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Who the hell, you're not going to the magic class today, are you? If it wasn't for Lord Adrian's roll call today, I wouldn't bother to call you."

Bai Wanwan was stunned, and based on her memory, she could tell that the voice belonged to a girl named Lancao. Her family was a wealthy family in the town, and she was also very talented. She belonged to the category of "genius" in the Holy Church.

The magic class should be taught by the villain's father, right?Bai Wanwan cleared her throat before she said, "Got it."

The person outside the door snorted coldly, and didn't linger long, the footsteps gradually faded away.

In the room, Bai Wanwan looked at her beggar-like self in the mirror in embarrassment... No one would like this kind of image when she went out, right?But she has no time to take care of herself now.

Going to the hanger to find a set of clean clothes to change on, Bai Wanwan casually pushed the door behind her ear with her bangs that blocked her eyesight.But she only took two steps forward, then stepped back to the corner to pick up the non-existent white saber, buckled the scabbard on her belt, and then walked out with her chest up.

As she expected, her room was far from the others'.Although all the children who were sent to the Holy Church for training had the same room and board in the course, the adults always preferred those children who were well-behaved and obedient.As for Bai Wanwan, an outlier, it would be nice to have a place to live and feed her.

The overall architectural style of the Holy Church presents the retro style of Eastern Europe, with clock dials, spires, crosses, and white and red paint alternately.Going around from the accommodation area, you can just see the statue of Our Lady of the Passion standing at the side entrance. The overall look is solemn and solemn, with a faint brilliance.

Generally speaking, the children who come to study in the church will wear special red and white robes, which are wide and elegant. Girls' uniforms are as cute as dresses, while boys' uniforms are more like suits.The body's uniform had long been damaged by pranks, so now she looked quite out of place among the uniformly dressed crowd.

Along the way, not many people looked at her more than a few times, at most, they looked at the saber on her waist out of curiosity.More people avoided her in disgust.

Bai Wanwan doesn't mind either, she is now a social horror person who doesn't talk too much, and her mission has nothing to do with these people, and she doesn't need to deal with them.

The dormitory area is not far from the side hall where the lectures are taught. When Bai Wanwan was still outside the door, she heard a voice coming from inside, which happened to be her name.

She froze for a moment, then took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The side chapels are warm and clean, with candles burning even in broad daylight.Gorgeous murals and crystal chandeliers illuminated the angel statue on the roof brightly, and those children who were about her age were sitting on their seats, looking back at her curiously.

When Bai Wanwan raised her eyes, she met the eyes of the High Priest Adrian.His eyes are like sparkling wine red, unfathomably deep, his long black hair reaches to his waist, and the bangs in front of his forehead parted in the middle set off his deliberately stretched eyebrows and eyes, which always reveals a kind and stern strange temperament, The facial features are deep and the bridge of the nose is high, and there is a pair of silver-rimmed glasses with a silver chain hanging on it.A small tear mole is just the finishing touch, extending the perfection and abstinence of the whole person to the extreme.

Red and white robes, the "Bible" in the palm, what a solemn and holy person.At this moment, he cast an unfriendly gaze as if looking at a mouse in the ditch.

(End of this chapter)