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The gates of the southern district were full of hunters or guards with silver guns to prevent residents from going out of the city.

Most of the carriages blocked at the gate of the city are extravagant and gorgeous, and they are used by merchants when they go out.

There were very few people entering the city, and Lioness stood out against the crowd, which was particularly abrupt.

"Detective...?" The hunter who commanded the guards in the rear to maintain the order of the people leaving the city noticed Lyons and called out with a little surprise, "You are finally back!"

Lioness nodded, looking around.Among the many guards, there are only two blood hunters.There are also two men dressed as priests.

"What's going on?" Lynes asked.

"Something happened in the southern district. Martial law has been imposed for the past few days, and population movement is strictly controlled." The hunter replied, "Many people who came to the southern district to do business want to return to their hometowns."

The merchants' wagons were full of property, mostly with women and children.

The hunter noticed Lioness' probing gaze, sighed and said, "It's said that I want to go back to my hometown, but in fact it's more like an escape. I came to the main city from a backcountry, how can I go back because of homesickness."

Lyons frowned and asked, "What happened in the South District?"

The hunter looked around, stayed away from the noisy crowd and said, "Bernar IV... now he should be called the Son of God, and he has come back from the dead."

A few days after Lyons left the Southern District, Bernal IV died of starvation and tortured by holy water.In order to avoid confusion among the nobles, the pope suppressed the news, intending to wait for the situation to stabilize before electing a new emperor.

Three days ago, the cellar used to store the body of Bernal IV collapsed, and it rained heavily that night. After the dust disappeared with the torrential rain, a gorgeously dressed man with a rosy complexion walked out of the ruins - Bernal IV.

"There are exaggerations in these folk rumors." The hunter said, "But it is true that Bernal IV came back from the dead. Because he is closely related to the blood clan, Blood Hunter was called to protect His Majesty. We all witnessed his death with our own eyes."

"What's the matter with the Son of God?"

"Bernar's first words after his resurrection were to deliver a message for God. He told us that demons have descended on this place, alien races will replace human races, and slaughter and plague will crush the country." The hunter breathed out, "I I don’t believe in God, Inspector, but this oracle really came true. The day after Bernal’s resurrection, the Sunwalkers rioted, and more and more humans were transformed into low-level blood races. Although the danger is not great, but There are so many, it’s tricky.”

Relying on the hunter's words, Lions can only draw a general picture of the situation in the southern district.As he had feared, during the period of time he went to the blood clan, the southern district changed.

"Return to Blood Hunter first." Lyons said.

The hunter nodded and led him into the southern area.

The bustling market streets in the past are still noisy now, but the yelling and selling have disappeared, replaced by the sound of chaotic horseshoes and worried conversations.

Those who were eager to go out were not the aborigines in the southern district. The main city attracted merchants and gentry from all over the place. After the panic spread, people subconsciously wanted to return to their hometowns.

The dignitaries are still sitting in the main city, which proves that the situation is not serious.

The entire southern area is under martial law, hunters can be seen patrolling everywhere on the road, and priests are asking about the situation.There were very few hunters left in Bloodhunt, and they were pleasantly surprised to see Lions come back.

The decoration inside the blood hunt has obviously been rectified, and the weapons and equipment equipped by the hunters are much more refined, and many of them are engraved with the badge of the Bernal family.

Lions realized these changes before leaving, and the blood hunt in the southern district is a useful knife for the royal family and the church.Since Nord's death, the guild that stayed in the war era in the northern district has begun to fall apart.

Lions greeted the hunters and asked about the specific situation in the South District.

According to the hunters, there has been a surge of vampires in the southern area recently, and they are all low-level vampires who can't cover their tracks and suck blood endlessly.Most were mutated daywalkers, and some were formerly normal.

The captured vampires were sent to the church for treatment and research.

The process was the same as before Lyons left, but there were more blood races, like a plague, gradually developing into an uncontrollable situation.

The hunters were delighted with Lions' return, and the church and the royal family obviously valued Lions' abilities more. Bloodhunters now have no leader, and although they receive preferential treatment, they don't have more respect.

Lyons kept silent about it.

The streets of the southern district permeated with a faint stench of blood, buried in thick dust and dispersed by the aroma of saponins.

The church is very busy.The priest is constantly praying and healing the day walker.Holy water was splashed on the ground over and over again, and the guards escorting the daywalkers were lined up at the door.

Among them, there was an exceptionally quiet person standing upright like a statue among the busy believers. After seeing Lioness, he gave a slight salute: "Inspector Ryans."

"The Pope guessed that you would come, so he sent me to wait for you here." Roy turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation.

"I don't remember telling any congregants that I'm coming back soon." Lyons stopped in his tracks and did not follow Roy.

"It was reported by the hunter of Blood Hunt." Roy said, while looking at Lyons, as if he was looking for something.

Lions frowned, and Roy quickly stopped looking at him, returning to his usual indifferent expression.

The way to the drawing room passes the chapel which serves as a treatment room.Through the crack of the door, Lyons saw the "blood" lying inside and the priest who kept praying and purifying.

"Somewhat similar to the war a hundred years ago, isn't it?" Roy said behind him.

Lyons turned his head, the atmosphere in the chapel was desperate and weak, and the prisoners inside were not the real vampires he had faced, but some "inferior" fakes.

"How do you treat these daywalkers?" Lyons asked.

"Pray for purification and drink holy water." Roy replied.

"is that useful?"

Roy looked around the room. Many critically ill patients were chained by silver shackles, howling under the burning of the holy water: "As you can see, the effect is not great. Most of the lightly transformed day walkers can be suppressed. But the others... I prefer to call them monsters. God's mercy does not reach out to those who surrender themselves to the devil."

Roy closed the door of the chapel, and Lyons felt the sarcasm in his tone.Such sentiments were rare for one of the Church's most gifted priests.

The Pope had been waiting for a long time, and the fragrance of black tea filled the living room.

"Lines, I'm glad you're back." The pope said, "You must have seen the current situation of Wiesenor. We need your experience to deal with the attack of the vampires."

"The status quo?" Lioness didn't have the black tea before leaving, "I only heard a few words, His Excellency the Pope."

"You must have heard about His Majesty Bernal." The Pope said, "He died because of the devil and lived because of the god. Miracles have come to Wissenor, and the blood race has come back. Detective Lynes, I hope you Can contribute to the kingdom of God."

"Bernar IV accepted the first embrace because of his selfish desires, so he is no longer a human being." Reins calmly replied, "Who killed Bernal, and how did he come back to life, has the church verified it?"

"Bernar died from an excessive concentration of bloodlines." The Pope said, "You are very familiar with the bloodlines that performed the first embrace for him, Inspector Lyons. Without the guidance of 'father', the bloodlines that died young The phenomenon is very common. Hunger drives him mad, and we cannot condone the human king to suck the blood of living people. Hunger accelerates the transformation of blood vessels to the body, and eventually breaks through the blood vessels and skin, causing the internal organs to burst."

"We are all familiar with this method of death. Countless people died in this way during times of war," the pope said. "As for his resurrection, I can only call it a miracle."

"In order to prevent the aristocratic turmoil, the news of Bernal's death was not disclosed to the outside world. Instead, it was stored in the cellar. A few days ago, it rained heavily in Wiesenor, and the cellar collapsed without warning. Bernal walked out of the cellar unscathed .” The pope closed his eyes and looked up at the sky halfway, as if he was facing the god he believed in. “This is a sign from God to Vesenor.”

"The blood race broke the contract and entered the southern area. Could it be that the surge in the crime rate of the daywalkers has something to do with the blood race?" The Pope said, "No matter what the other party's intentions are, we are in the clear, and we must always take precautions."

The black tea on the table had cooled down, the pope poured it out and refilled it with new tea for Lyons.

This is a new invitation.

White mist-like smoke rose from the hot tea, distorting the Pope's old face a little.

"What is the church going to do next?" Lyons asked.

"It's not what the church wants to do. Now that the Son of God has appeared, the congregation will follow God's guidance." The Pope took a sip of tea, "War is the price of peace."

Lyons frowned: "Has the church and the royal family confirmed that the seal of the blood family has been broken?"

The pope shook his head.

"So you didn't confirm the attitude of the blood race, but wishful thinking to start a war." Lyons stared at the Pope. "To me, this is more like an excuse for the invaders to find for themselves."

"God, I also don't like war. Bernal's proposal has not been conveyed to the nobles for the time being." The pope put down his teacup, his eyes hidden in his old face were clear and sharp, "But Lyons, you are too close to the blood race. Your position has deviated from the human race. In the face of creatures that are stronger than us, we should never consider equality. For the blood race, we are food."

The Pope pushed the teacup forward: "At least for now, it is our common goal to prevent the conversion of the Sunwalkers."

"Bernar, your so-called Son of God is still a tyrant who uses his own people as experimental materials for his own desires. I hope the Pope will not forget this." Reins picked up his teacup.

The Pope nodded: "Everyone will bear the sins they have committed. When the Judgment Day comes, all sins will be liquidated. I understand your concerns, Lyons."

Black tea is mellow and fragrant, and it is a good tea.

Lyons put down the empty teacup and left the reception room.