Warriors in the sixth quarter

Ashurf nodded.

This information is very consistent with what Ajin provides. Of course, this does not mean that Ajin is suspected, but that there are too many legends about Syvania, and there are huge differences between them.

"Have you ever seen a vampire?"

"No." Berel smiled. "To be honest, if I had seen him outside the battlefield, I probably wouldn't be able to sit here and talk to you, Lord Earl."

Asu Ruffat immediately remembered that Berel had the title of "Vampire Slayer". This was because it was Berel who led his army to defeat Kalean and killed all vampires except the Blood Duke. This kind of genocide itself shows that there is no chance of compromise between each other.

"Sorry, Lord Berel. But... as you said last time, I was once under the vampire?"

"I'm very sure," replied Beller. "Of course, that's you before you. As the book says, amnesia is actually giving people a new life. What you did before you have nothing to do with you now. You don't have to blame yourself for it. In fact, from my personal point of view, even if you before you have amnesia, this is nothing wrong with mercenaries fighting for money. This is their professional ethics. Your practice does not violate the rules of this industry. The evil of vampires is his own and does not harm your honor."

"Well, Lord Berel, to be honest, I have been doubting something. You should know that I was injured and lost my memory, but I really don't know... if my contract relationship with the vampire was over at that time. If the contract was not over yet, I might go to Sivania... a little..."

Berel smiled slightly. "Haha, this, as far as I know, the Blood Duke has always regarded himself as a noble. Although he is essentially an evil monster, he acts like an excellent human aristocrat on the outside. I think from the perspective of a noble, it is impossible to blame your situation. Alas, this practice is very deceptive..." Speaking of this, Berel couldn't help sighing. "The people of Sivania have gradually become accustomed to the rule of vampires. I think that in another ten years, even if the seven countries organize the army to fight against vampires again, they may not be expected to respond."

"Of course, this doesn't matter." Berel immediately recovered from his depression. "Anyway, even if the vampires win the hearts of the people, they are meaningless in the face of absolute power... But," a treacherous smile appeared on his face. "Let me ask, Earl of Ashurufat, why are you going to Sivania?"

"Ah...this is a little private."

"If I'm not wrong, Lord Earl," Berel smiled and looked at the other party, changing the topic. "Since you and me separated, have you gone to the Chaos Realm before in the past few years?"

This is no longer a secret - it is normal for Beral to find out. Asu Ruffatt had no idea, so he could only nodded reluctantly.

"I wonder what impression the journey in the Chaos Realm... left on Lord Earl?" asked Beller.

"It's very scary." After pondering for a few seconds, Ashu Rufate replied. No matter how powerful Berel is, he knows nothing about the things in the Chaos Realm. So this question... should only be due to curiosity and other reasons. Maybe it's better to be honest. But then again, after saying the three words "It's very scary", Ashu Rufate couldn't help but think of the countless demons that appeared in the void - each of them had knocked down a force of army alone.

In the face of that kind of power, even if all the intelligent races are united, they are united (this matter itself is almost a myth) is difficult to resist.

Those are the real strength of the evil gods. Relatively speaking, the Chaos Legion composed of humans is simply toys of the gods. Rather than saying that the Groni people defended the White Fort and blocked the Chaos forces from moving south, it is better to say that it is because of Chaos' internal fighting and the so-called "Chaos Law" that Chaos cannot display its true power.

From another perspective, the seven central countries actually do not have the power to threaten chaos at all, so the gods only regard war as a game rather than a threat.

However, how long will this state last? The White Fort has been established for a hundred years and has been broken once. The evil god of Chaos is immortal. They will make countless attempts until they succeed in the end. Failure has nothing to do with them. Because the power of Chaos is too powerful, it is impossible for humans to counterattack the Chaos Realm. On the contrary, as long as one failure is once, for example, the previous White Fort falls, the entire Groonie will fall into crisis. Once Groonie completely fails, the entire seven central countries will be shrouded in the shadow of chaos.

"It's scary? It seems that it is indeed the case..." Belar's eyes were always staring at Ashu Rufate's face. Ashu Rufate did not deliberately hide it this time, so the change of expression on his face completely fell into Belar's eyes. "If I was not wrong, the power of chaos is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"Ah, Lord Beral, have you noticed it too?"

"This is easy to distinguish. Groni's founding father, the wilderness sage Garunas, was a peerless talent. He pacified Groni's land in twenty years... Such a sage finally chose to build a White Fort. I admit that it is common to build a castle, but the national policy left by Groni was to use White Fort as a defensive fortress to resist the invasion of chaos, rather than using White Fort as a bridgehead to attack the Chaos Realm... This itself shows a lot of problems."

"And since the church flourished, the church and the Chaos believers have been incompatible. However, even in such a church, the most fanatical believers have never put forward any slogan of "striking the evil god of Chaos". To put it, this is a very obvious thing, and I don't know why no one seems to see it." Berel smiled and poured himself a glass of beer. "So it's actually easy to draw this conclusion. By the way, don't waste it. This is not ordinary wine."

"Ah?" Ashu Rufat looked at the cup in front of him, a little puzzled.

"This is a 'Shan Range' beer imported from the Dwarves. I don't know what special secret recipes have been added, which makes it taste much better than ordinary beer... This thing is expensive and rare, because it is popular among the Dwarves, and it is not the turn of export. I got some because of an accident."

Asu Ruffatt picked up the beer and drank it all in one go with Beller.

"Ah, how does it taste?" asked Beller.

"It really has a unique flavor." Asu Rufat answered insincerely. As mentioned earlier, he had a special physique, and all the alcoholic beverages were like water in his mouth - the exception of drunken blood.

Berel saw the expression of Ashu Rufate and smiled. "Ah, Count, you don't have to be so restrained. Actually, I'm just a little curious and want to be satisfied. Don't look at the halos I'm wearing by the church, but I know that I'm not a devout believer." He walked to the bookshelf next to him, "At least I don't care about the church's commands." He took out a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Ashu Rufate. The title of the book on the cover reads "Evil God and Chaos Faith."

Ashu Rufate recognized this at first glance as a forbidden book of the church—the church never allowed any book that detailed the faith of chaos. Of course, the exception to their own publication.

Berel quickly pulled out the second book and handed it to Ashrufate. The book was titled "The Power of the True God", but the cover was painted with the eight-pointed star representing the evil god of Chaos. This is obviously not an introduction to the gods in the star field.

"Master Belar, you..." Asu Ruffatt raised his head and looked at Belar in surprise. After a few seconds, he whispered in a low voice. "Master Belar, you shouldn't... touch these things! Their power is not something that mortals can imagine."

"Haha, I'm just a little curious." Berel laughed, took back the two books and put them back on the bookshelf. "Don't worry, I'm not so stupid as to go to the Chaos."

"That journey is very difficult." Beller sat down again and poured himself a glass of wine. "I believe that when he brought his fiancée back in the end, he must have passed the blood-seeking memories. I can imagine... the dangerous journey of being alone in the wilderness... countless times the sword's edge was wiped across his neck... I don't know how many times he stepped into the grave with half his foot. He entered the Chaos Realm alone and successfully rescued people... This kind of thing is generally impossible, but only a person like you can do it." A cunning light flashed in Beller's eyes. "Are you disabled?" he asked suddenly.

"ah?"

"Haha, don't look at me with this expression, it's easy to guess. Lord Earl, no matter how I think, I don't think you will return to Sivania to renew your contract with the vampire. So the only reason for you to go there is the incredible healing ability of the Blood Duke. In fact, except for the merchants and mercenaries who are full of desire to make money, the only reason for others - especially rich people - to go to Sivania is this... And the Chaos believers have never had the tradition of 'gent'. I once saw many slaves in Chaos camp, and a large part of them were disabled."

Asu Rufate lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had already agreed to Belar's guess.

"However, Count Ashurufat," Belar sat upright and said seriously. "After all, vampires are aliens, and they cannot be used as speculations by ordinary people. With your reputation at this moment, I am afraid the Blood Duke has heard of it for a long time. If he identified his true identity - I have to remind you, this possibility is very high - I am afraid that things are not that simple. And your appearance... is more eye-catching, and tricks like changing names are probably useless." Belar smiled. He was referring to the scar on Ashurufat's nose. Although glasses can be covered up, they will definitely not withstand searches.

"Sure enough..." Asherofa nodded. "Thank you for your reminder, Lord Beral."
Chapter completed!