Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 191 Defeat the Vampire

Carl stood there, sweating all over. The voice that suddenly rang in his mind made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. The voice was low and strange, as if it came from the deep darkness. Then the voice sounded again:

"You shouldn't help him against me. I can be your most reliable ally..."

The voice was very neutral, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female, but it had a strange allure that was trying to penetrate into the depths of his soul and gradually devour his will. Carl's brows were furrowed, his heartbeat began to speed up, the hustle and bustle around him seemed to be far away from him, his vision began to become blurred, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in this whisper.

"This... this voice?" Carl murmured in a low voice. He shook his head fiercely, then looked at Ford. The immortal earl was still standing there looking at him. The dark aura remaining on his body was like a rotten vine, but he had a feeling that this voice did not seem to come from Ford himself.

"Why don't we put aside our past grudges and make peace with each other..."

The voice sounded again, and at this moment, Ford raised the black sword in his hand, ready to attack again. But Carl's eyes suddenly lit up - he noticed that when Ford exerted his strength, a faint light flashed on his chest. Although this subtle light was extremely short, Carl's keen intuition told him that this might be Ford's weakness!

"Alia, attack his chest!" he shouted, with determination in his tone.

Arya immediately adjusted her posture upon hearing the sound, tightly grasping the flaming sword, with new hope in her eyes. She quickly rushed towards Ford, and the flames drew a blazing trail, heading straight for the opponent's chest. Campbell was not to be outdone. Although he had lost his iron hand, he still rushed forward fearlessly, waving his fists to fight Ford head-on.

Ford suddenly realized the intentions of the two. He retracted his attack and tried to dodge, but it was too late. Campbell suddenly grabbed his hands. The opponent's strength was so great that Ford could not move for a while. And Alia seized this opportunity. She quickly stepped forward and slashed with a sword. The flames drew an arc of light, and the flaming sword accurately slashed his chest. The moment it slashed into his body, the flames began to rage. Ford let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his whole body trembled violently. The mist on the black sword also dissipated.

The vampire lord's painful roars echoed throughout the hall, and his body began to rot rapidly. The faint light seemed to have opened the seal of darkness and began to devour his body.

Seeing this, Carl immediately ordered the musketeers to fire again. He would never give the other side any chance. The musketeers' bullets poured out instantly, aiming directly at Ford's chest. Countless silver-plated bullets were fired, piercing Ford's decayed body.

Ford's body gradually became illusory, as if the darkness itself was dissipating. His scarlet eyes lost their light, and the black sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Finally, his body completely collapsed, turning into a ball of black dust and disappearing into the air.

Everything returned to silence, and the only sounds on the battlefield were the soldiers' breathing and the black sword on the ground.

"We won, we won!" Eleanor was the first to shout.

Alia wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at Campbell, who just nodded silently.

Carl stood there, unable to calm down for a long time. As Ford faded away, the voice finally said:

"Walter County is now yours..."

Then it also disappeared.

After the battle, Aiden led the remaining Crusaders into every corner of the castle and began the final investigation.

They searched every coke oven carefully to make sure the castle was safe and no vampires or undead monsters remained.

A few hours later, King Philip's army also arrived. They arrived late and began to camp outside the city. King Philip brought Gareth and a small number of guards into the city to meet Carl and his men.

Philip walked towards Carl with a smile on his face, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a friendly manner: "Well done, nephew. You have solved a big problem for the kingdom!"

"This is what I should do, Your Majesty~"

Carl didn't say much, just bowed politely. He knew Philip's dissatisfaction, but there was no need to argue with the king. In the end, he nodded slightly and accepted Philip's hypocritical praise.

Philip nodded slightly, accepting Carl's courtesy, then turned to the crowd and announced: "Tonight, we will hold a simple celebration in the castle to thank the warriors for the victory they brought us!"

At least the king was kind in providing everyone with enough wine and food. At night, the allied forces held a simple celebration in the city. Soldiers toasted and drank, and laughter filled every corner of the castle.

During the banquet, Karl noticed that Prime Minister Aaron's mage, Kasabelos, appeared in the crowd. He had been missing throughout the battle, but appeared after the battle and congratulated Karl.

"Congratulations, Lord Karl," the wizard said with a smile, "Your courage and wisdom have won this victory."

Carl didn't say anything, but gladly accepted the congratulations, nodded politely, and then told Amirado to keep an eye on the other party.

The party lasted for a long time, and then the soldiers began to return to their tents to rest. Although the city had been captured, considering that this was once the main city of vampires, for safety reasons, everyone still chose to live in the barracks in case of any accidents.

Carl returned to the tent with a tired look on his face. He was about to undress when he suddenly froze. His eyes stayed on a small round table in the middle of the tent. There, he saw Ford's black sword lying quietly on the table. He didn't know who had sent this thing to his room. He looked at the black sword. There was still a layer of light mist on the blade, as if it was absorbing the light around it. As he continued to stare, he felt his head swell a little. The voice seemed to ring in his mind again. Finally, he shook his head to wake himself up, and grabbed a piece of cloth on the bed and threw it at the black sword. As the cloth blocked the black sword, the previous abnormality disappeared in an instant.

"An ominous thing~" He frowned slightly, but how should he deal with it? He certainly couldn't just throw it away casually. As he was thinking, he fell asleep on the bed unconsciously.

Late at night, King Philip sat in his tent with a gloomy face. He had already gone to bed, but the arrival of an unexpected guest made him get up again.

Isabel was standing in front of him at this moment. She was wearing a black cloak, with a grim face and eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Philip sat at the table and looked up at Isabel with a calm expression, "Why are you here? Ford himself is dead, and everything is over."

"It's far from over," Isabel said coldly, "The Walter family will not die out like this, and mother needs a new heir."

Philip frowned:

"A new successor? The Walter family has no descendants anymore..."

Then he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and shouted:

"Wait, are you talking about me? No, I can't. Although I'd like to, I'm the king after all. I need to meet with my ministers during the day. If I become a vampire, I'll be exposed quickly!"

"Of course not you~" Isabel showed a disdainful expression for a moment, and then continued, "What I need is a prince who will ensure the continuation of the family~"

As they were talking, they saw the third prince Gareth walk in:

"Father, I heard some noise..." Then he saw Isabel and was stunned for a moment.

Philip looked at his son, was silent for a moment, then nodded, his expression still calm:

"Then let's do it."

Gareth looked puzzled. He looked at Isabel first, then at Philip, and heard Philip say:

"You will join the Walter family and become a true vampire."

"What?" Gareth's eyes widened in disbelief.

When he turned around again, he saw Isabel had come to him. She smiled and gently held his cheek:

"Don't panic, this is a gift!"

After saying that, he bit Gareth's neck.