"They're not wrong. We've made a mistake."
Finally, Hao Ren and Hasse's attention returned to Amatura's last words. After reading Amatura's research materials, they could not help but be led to theories about innate hostility and conspiracy theories. So what did he mean by "we've made a mistake"?
Was it the part about conspiracy theories, or the source of innate hostility? Or was it something that was not written in the research materials?
"The key now is that there is no information about the Ancattero family," Hasse said slowly, looking at Amatura's body. "These are the only things missing in Amatura's letters. I'm afraid they have been destroyed or transferred. Now we can confirm that the Ancattero family is indeed studying the innate hostility phenomenon. If we can know the progress of their research, we should be able to understand the meaning of the last words. "
At this time, White Flame came over and went straight to Hasse. "Mentor, something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
White Flame lowered her head. "We didn't find the body of Elder Andaherr. The bodies of the master demon hunters and other missing people are also not here."
Hasse's eyebrows immediately knitted together. "Have you checked the rooms near the hall and the porch on the left?"
"Yes," White Flame nodded. "We have also sent people to search the streets and houses near the hall, but there are no clues of the missing people. Master Teuton thinks they should have moved somewhere else during the fierce battle, but there are too many traces at the scene to trace them. "
Hasse closed his eyes and nodded gently. Hao Ren suddenly remembered something and reminded him, "By the way, the patriarch of the Ancattero family is not here either."
"They are the most powerful warriors, and they should have broken through from here." Hasse opened his eyes, which were shining like starlight. He observed the hall with the special vision of the demon hunter. In his special vision, the hall was occupied by a variety of colorful colors and strange things. The damaged tables, chairs, and walls were also covered with strange patterns and things that looked like human faces, which were the marks left by the souls and energy. "There's the smell of Andaherr. She did stay here, but I can't find where she went," Hasse said, looking at Wayne who was silent next to him.
As Hasse spoke, he looked at Wayne, who was silent next to him. "Wayne Walter, right? Do you know if there are any shelters in this city? "
Wayne was a little hesitant. After Vivian glared at him, he reluctantly said, "There are more than one such place, and I only know two or three of them. After all, I am not a member of the Ancattero family."
Y'zaks asked, "Where do you think they might retreat to?"
"Looking along the horizontal axis of the family hall, you should be able to see a particularly tall obelisk. Below the obelisk is the resting place of the previous patriarchs of the Ancattero family. If Vogus was still sane at that time, he should have run there with his people."
Vogus was the name of the current patriarch of Ancattero.
Hasse immediately stopped two passing demon hunters and Teuton, who was collecting blood samples. "The three of you, follow Wayne to the Ancattero family's resting place to see if you can find the whereabouts of Elder Andaherr. Be careful. If you encounter the Shade of Chaos, sound the alarm no matter what. "
The demon hunters were reluctant to let a vampire lead the team. So, Vivian glared at them again, and Wayne also expressed a little protest. Vivian glared back at them again.
In the end, the four of them left together. Vivian sighed helplessly. "It's so troublesome. It's like taking care of a child."
Hao Ren was amazed. In any case, Vivian had miraculously used her authority to control the situation, including the demon hunters. Hao Ren knew that Vivian's seniority carried a lot of weight in the eyes of these old demons, but he still could not understand how a vampire could have such authority just because of her seniority. So he sneaked up to White Flame and whispered, "It seems that you demon hunters are also in awe of Vivian."
White Flame glanced at her mentor, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "The younger demon hunters are actually okay, but the more senior ones know the name of Countess Ancestor. Those who came today are at least veterans. "
Hao Ren smacked his lips. "Tsk, I don't understand why Vivian is so influential. Is it because of her seniority?"
White Flame looked in the direction of Vivian. Making sure that Vivian was not looking at them, she whispered, "Imagine that you come from an ancient family, and almost every generation of your family has been beaten up by the same person. Your family's ancient books are full of stories of this person bullying your ancestors one by one. Can you imagine how powerful this person is to your family?"
Hao Ren was speechless.
Vivian's voice came faintly. "Stop whispering. I'm listening."
"Ah!" White Flame immediately exclaimed. Hao Ren walked up to Vivian unabashedly. "You're notorious. Didn't you say that you love peace?"
"I do love peace," Vivian said, rolling her eyes helplessly. "Except when I lose control, I have never fought with anyone. Of course, a little friction is inevitable. After all, the situation in the ancient world was too chaotic. "
Lily looked at Vivian, puzzled, and then looked at Hasse and White Flame. "But from the look in their eyes, I'm afraid what you did was not a little friction."
Vivian turned her face away. "Occasionally, when life was too difficult, I would grab some food and clothes. In that barbaric era, it was not too much, was it?"
Hasse sighed. "But you could turn the whole city upside down just to grab a meal."
Vivian glared at him. "How many times did you take the initiative to make a big deal out of it? How would I know that you would gather all the officers and soldiers in the city to fight me just to protect a table of food? I'm not asking for much, okay? "
Hao Ren could not help but interrupt. "Is it that serious?"
"What do you think?" Vivian said with her arms crossed. "You don't know, I once took four potatoes in Northern Europe, and the demon hunters sent almost 10,000 people to seal the mountain! Even when I fought with the Ebben werewolves, they were not so protective of their food! "
Even Hasse, who had always been calm, could not stay calm at this time. "The oldest vampire suddenly rushed into the city. Who would believe that you're just here for a meal? Just showing your face is enough to put the entire city on lockdown, okay? I wasn't there, but I can guess that the demon hunter who was in charge of guarding the city was even more depressed than you are. He mobilized all the soldiers in the city, and you just took a few potatoes and left … "
Although Hasse and Vivian did not have much interaction in the past, Vivian's great deeds were world-famous. After the discussion, the two suddenly fell silent at the same time, and then they looked at each other and sighed. Hao Ren stared at them for a long time. In the end, he could not bear to look at Vivian's bad luck. She was clearly above everyone in terms of strength and prestige. Anyone with her ability could do whatever they wanted. How could she end up like this?
Lily could not help but mutter, "Battie, you're so stubborn. Why did you go after those people? It's safer if you just rob the civilians."
"Safer?" Vivian sighed. "A person like me would attract a lot of attention wherever I go. Moreover, wherever there are people, there are demon hunters' eyes. I accidentally exposed my identity by the Seine River, and almost all the demon hunters by the Nile River came to hunt me down. At that time, I really wished that I was a nobody. At least, I didn't have that much hatred. But things got better slowly. That was after the end of the Mythological Era, the world became more peaceful, and the demon hunters gradually stopped bothering me. I guess after I beat up each of their grandfathers, they were particularly embarrassed when they saw me, so they just avoided me. "
The expression on Hasse's face … Let's not describe it.
Vivian's words also reminded Hao Ren of the similar conflict between her and the Ebben werewolf family. These things were almost unimaginable in the relatively peaceful Earth, but in the Mythological Era where the otherworldlings fought, such chaos was the norm. Otherwise, there would not be so many legends about the War of the Gods, the Twilight of the Gods, and the Divine Punishment Disaster. But who knew that the real story of the War of the Gods was that a vampire was hungry?
"So there are rumors among the demon hunters and the otherworldlings that the Countess of the Crimson Moon is temperamental," Hasse said with a wry smile. "It's not only because she occasionally loses control and hurts people, but also because she often acts inexplicably. But if I didn't hear it with my own ears, who would believe that such a great person ran out to fool around just because she was hungry? "
Hao Ren nodded understandingly. "It seems that she's quite dangerous when she's hungry, but she'll settle down when she's full."
Vivian frowned and looked at Hao Ren. "Why do I feel that the way you describe her is weird? Did you have the same mentality when you were raising a cat?"
They talked about Vivian's messy and glorious deeds while waiting for the experienced investigators to complete the sampling and analysis of the entire hall. The extremely tense atmosphere after the encounter between the demon hunters and the otherworldlings had finally eased. Even Hasse did not realize that the killing instinct in his blood, which had been a little restless since a while ago, had unknowingly disappeared.
The demon hunters who were busy with their work did not notice the complete disappearance of their killing instinct.
While this unnoticed change happened quietly, under the collapsed pillars, scattered tables and chairs, and under the fallen bodies in the hall, shadows were slowly moving.
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