My Players Are So Fierce-Chapter 327:

“The Fire Fox Mercenaries have betrayed us! As soon as the vampires appeared, they started killing everyone, even the carriage horses. These vampire-following bastards want us to die here!”

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The Carpe family caravan, just past the Transian border, had fallen into chaos. Knight Liwen fought her way from the front to relay the news she witnessed to the Seville family knights responsible for protecting Lady Becky, urging them to take immediate action to prepare for powerful enemies.

However, no one expected the Carpe family’s mercenaries would suddenly betray them, which directly led to other guards’ delayed response.

While Knight Liwen was gathering defensive forces, the Wolfsbane vampires emerging from the dark night’s cover were already rushing toward Lady Becky’s carriage.

These Blood Vulture traitors who had recently changed allegiance were still in the very early stages of their life form transformation by the fear blood from the Wolfsbane clan. Their signature large wings could still carry them swiftly through flight in the darkness.

But after some time, at most half a year, these wings belonging to the Blood Vultures would degrade.

Vampire civilization was divided by the boundaries of seven clans, and different ancient blood types would overlap with each other. Therefore, the traitors had to endure not just mental and loyalty torment, defecting to another family meant their power system had to start over from scratch.

That profound and irreversible transformation occurring at the physical level was definitely not a pleasant process.

This was the price of betrayal!

The Night Mother was never merciful, and her blessings and punishments were clearly distinct.

These vampire assassins jumping out from the night must have received advance information about the caravan. They split some people to coordinate with the Fire Fox Mercenaries causing trouble at the front, while the rest headed straight for the most important target.

If they could kill the caravan leader here and disguise it as the Blood Vulture clan’s work, the situation in Transia would definitely enter an even more chaotic and worse phase, which was exactly what they wanted.

“The sweetness of blood!”

A vampire assassin roared as he smashed through the carriage window and charged into the compartment, followed by the cruel sound of bodies being torn apart, making the surrounding vampires show satisfied expressions of “mission accomplished.”

In the flickering firelight of chaos from the front of the caravan, they were about to turn back to drain all the blood from everyone present as the finale of tonight’s revelry.

But just as these fellows turned around, the carriage compartment that had just experienced something horrific suddenly burst apart. In the howling wind swept by the lance, a slender figure in heavy armor wearing a blue cape stood up from the shattered carriage.

Lady Becky wore a griffin wing helmet, holding a bloodstained sword in her left hand and a beating vampire heart in her right hand. Under her feet, the statue of the vampire assassin on the shattered floor was being crushed by steel spurred boots.

This entrance was truly majestic, even frightening those vampires.

“This boring escort mission finally has some fun! You don’t understand at all, I’ve been waiting for over 20 years of my life for a proper battle like this! It seems like Transia really suits my style.

Knights of House Seville!

Come to me!”

The knight princess laughed as she sheathed her sword and picked up the heavy lance beside her. As she blew out a sharp whistle, a magnificent warhorse wearing armor and agitated by the sudden battle broke free from its restraints at the back of the caravan, galloping through and ramming obstacles along the way while neighing until it reached its master’s side.

The gallant lady knight mounted with a flip, pulled the reins and charged toward the nearest frenzied Blood Servant.

After a brief charge-up, the lance impact directly skewered that fellow onto the charging spear, but the warhorse that had already started charging wouldn’t stop for such a small obstacle. It carried its knight forward, breaking through all barriers, and tore through the jumping flames into the family knights who were surrounded by the Fire Fox mercenaries.

Just with one person, one horse, and one lance, she actually managed to tear open an escape route for her surrounded retainers by taking down five or six bandits.

Then under Lady Becky’s command, the Seville charging knights formed a counter-charge formation, and after creating distance, they actually began a counter-kill on the chaotic battlefield despite their extreme disadvantage.

This scene left not only the ambushing Wolfsbane vampires dumbfounded, but also Lord Kudel and Young Lady Femis who had arrived to provide support and reached the battlefield.

They didn’t know the caravan leader was actually a girl.

Secondly, they had never seen such a fierce family young lady before.

“Wait! I just realized something.”

The Young Lady, who was preparing to cast spells in the air, turned her head to look at the Civilian Protection Officer with a wooden expression beside her, and said quietly:

“The seemingly not-too-bright but extremely valiant young lady down there is shouting the family name ‘Seville’, isn’t that your”

“I know what you want to say, Young Lady.”

Lord Kudel sighed and said:

“If I’m not mistaken, that reckless girl currently leading the knights in counter-killing assassins should be my granddaughter?”

“Wow.”

The Young Lady let out an ambiguous exclamation.

After several seconds, she coughed slightly awkwardly and said:

“Well, very impressive and powerful, worthy of being the descendant of the ‘Nantes Ranger’, perfectly inheriting your valor and strength, even the berserker fighting style is identical, though it feels weird using this word to describe a family young lady.”

“I feel weird too, considering my wife was the most gentle lady in the world.”

The Civilian Protection Officer, who usually presented an iron-blooded image, showed rare gentleness, as if those memories he had sealed away were also slightly unveiled tonight after witnessing his descendant’s valor. But soon after he returned to the cold calmness a warrior should have.

“Well then, I’ll go first.”

Kudel pulled down the grotesque vulture face mask, and with wings folded, he dove down at high speed with the Blood Vulture clan’s unique “death dive.”

Under Femis’s gaze, he crashed toward the ground like a burning crimson meteor, and when at low altitude, he swung the elegantly styled yet extremely lethal Griffin greatsword, killing into those clustered Blood Vulture traitors like a death tornado.

In just the first 10 seconds of entering the battlefield, four Blood Vulture traitors who couldn’t dodge in time were cut down by his sword.

“Tonight’s Kudel is especially berserk, though I wonder if this is due to disgust at betrayal? Or protection of descendants?”

The Young Lady said softly.

Then she shook her head to throw this pondering out of her mind, and swung down the Night Howl Staff in her hand to smash a fully charged super large-range midnight binding spell into the chaotic battlefield.

Those Blood Servants and rebellious mercenaries couldn’t pass the spirit check at all, almost instantly being bound by crimson light, then swept through like horses trampling an army camp by Lady Becky leading the charging knights who seized the battle opportunity.

For a time blood was flying, bones were trampled into mud by horse hooves, extremely miserable.

The traitor vampires were slightly better off.

The blessing from midnight allowed them to barely maintain medium speed movement under the spirit spell that covered obstacles like mud, however the Young Lady then released an anti-flight spell completing temporary airspace lockdown, which thoroughly made them trapped rats in a jar.

The release of two super large-range control-type spirit spells temporarily exhausted Femis’s spirit energy, putting her in a “breathing mana regeneration” state, but compared to directly releasing offensive spells, these two field control skills could maximize the kill efficiency of teammates entering the battlefield, which was enough to prove that the Young Lady’s fighting style had also changed after entering the late Silver rank.

She was no longer obsessed with explosion art of fireballs like those novice spirit mages, but instead learned the essence of spirit energy from Tris to become a field control master.

The change in fighting style represented growth.

She had already realized that the essence of spirit energy was not just about creating death and destruction.

The Night Howl Staff was levitated by a floating spell beside the Young Lady, she drew the blade whip hanging at her waist with a backhand, and also folded her wings to rapidly descend. When the crimson blade whip was raised, it finally signified that the Blood Vulture’s punishment had fallen on these shameless traitors.

The strange and sharp gunshots from nearby signaled the little players joining the night hunt, the deep horse hoofbeats thundered like rolling thunder, adding another touch of battle frenzy to this exciting night.

The ground tremors made Lady Becky, who was leading the family knights in battle, straighten up on her warhorse to look back.

Then, she saw 13 heavy cavalry charging over in the distance led by a bear-like burly man. Although there were only 13 people, the momentum they and their warhorses raised in the charge was like an overwhelming avalanche, seeming as if nothing could withstand these heavy cavalry’s devastating charge.

“Wing Cavalry I thought I would never see these legendary knights in my life.”

Lady Becky was so excited her whole body trembled like being electrocuted.

She witnessed firsthand the scene of everything being crushed after Knight Valand’s charge, making her realize that although the Seville family knights were called elite in the Goldflower Kingdom, compared to Transia’s Wing Cavalry they could at most be considered heavy cavalry, as both sides were simply not on the same level in terms of impact strength and destructive power.

“We clearly still have much to learn.”

Lady Becky was momentarily silent, but soon she became high-spirited, unwilling to bow down before foreign powers, and once again led her family knights galloping on the battlefield.

However, her unique blue cape and griffin armor made her very conspicuous in the chaos, this flamboyance brought her trouble.

In the chaos, a Silver vampire assassin silently approached her, and when the cavalry charge formation slightly weakened for an instant, huge blood wings beat and crashed into Becky, causing the caught-off-guard her to be dragged off her warhorse.

After clumsily crashing to the ground and rolling once to get up, she was hit by the vampire’s swift attack that knocked off her helmet, scattering her golden hair and leaving cuts on her beautiful face.

Seeing herself in a desperate situation but the lady knight wasn’t scared at all, throwing away the lance unsuitable for close combat and drawing her sword with a backhand preparing to fight to the death.

She really wasn’t afraid at all.

Even though her battle techniques had absolutely no chance of victory against a Silver vampire.

This could be called bravery and fearlessness.

But from another perspective, this was also somewhat brainless.

Drawing sword against enemies is indeed proof of a warrior, but you should at least dodge! How could you charge straight in like this?

“Die!”

The vampire wouldn’t coddle this arrogant mortal. Seeing the prey still wanting to resist, the assassin roared ferociously and pounced forward to knock away the sword in Becky’s hand and kick her to the ground, grabbing her hair to pull back her snow-white neck, fangs bared about to drain this golden-haired beauty’s pure blood.

But before he could act, in the whistling wind the blood-stained Griffin greatsword smashed through the night’s tranquility like a battering ram and crashed down ferociously.

With a bang it pierced into the ground sending soil and rocks flying. That vampire assassin instantly transformed into a bat to dodge this fatal strike, also allowing Becky who was fighting vampires for the first time to escape death.

The explosive entrance announced the arrival of the new Blood Vulture clan’s number one fierce fighter.

Kudel beat his wings descending from the sky, landing right in front of Lady Becky who had been knocked down. The cold killing intent dancing in those blood-colored pupils made the vampire assassin before him shudder.

As a Silver rank Blood Vulture traitor, before betraying he also knew of Kudel’s strange reputation in the family, though he didn’t have much interaction with Kudel.

But now he realized he seemed to have angered this weird guy in various aspects?

The Griffin greatsword was pulled from the ground, Kudel held the blade in a ready-to-attack stance. The assassin saw his strike miss and was about to follow the teachings of the assassin’s way to slip into shadows, however the blade whip cracking behind announced his escape route was cut off.

The Young Lady even thoughtfully cast a “detect stealth” spirit status on Kudel, making the Silver assassin completely exposed.

“Tris and Murphy will be deeply gratified when your heart is sent back to the Crimson Citadel.”

Femis’s cold voice sounded from behind him, the Young Lady said:

“The blood essence accumulated from traitors like you will eventually rebuild the dignity lost by the Blood Vultures, and when the Sacred Blood pool flows again, the treasonous crimes you committed will also be thoroughly cleansed. Besides the Night Mother’s embrace, you have nowhere else to go! Traitor.”

The Silver assassin gritted his teeth.

Since they had already brought up the new Grand Duke’s name, it indicated there was no second path tonight besides fighting to the death.

He just had difficulty understanding why this ambush was detected in advance by the Blood Vulture clan? Lady Cecilia’s carefully planned operation was only decided three days ago, there shouldn’t have been any channel for leaks, right? Could it be that the broken Blood Vulture clan really mastered some fearsome secret technique?

“Grandfather!”

At this time the still shocked Lady Becky was brushing her hair while looking up at her savior who pulled her back from death’s edge.

Although Kudel was wrapped up completely in a full set of Blood Vulture heavy armor with his face unseen, the more Lady Becky looked at this powerful vampire before her the more familiar he felt.

Perhaps it really was due to the blood ties, allowing her to confirm Kudel’s identity after several seconds.

She excitedly shouted:

“Grandfather, I brought grandmother’s last love letter to you written before she passed away! Sorry I couldn’t resist my curiosity and secretly read it once when I was little, but that doesn’t matter. Quickly kill him! Grandfather, I have so many questions I want to ask you.”

“Shut up.”

Lord Kudel’s expression under his face mask was already becoming somewhat uncontrollable.

If earlier he just felt his granddaughter was a bit wild, then now in this situation she could still cheerfully say so many words, it was enough to prove that his son really failed in the career of educating his daughter.

Sigh, what a good girl, how did she become like this now?

“You lone wolf actually have a granddaughter?”

The surrounded Silver vampire assassin must have had some wire crossed wrong, he actually exclaimed in shock seeming surprised by this truth as well.

But he would have been fine if he hadn’t shouted.

This shout immediately made Kudel launch a storm-like barrage of attacks against him, clearly with an attitude of “you know too much so I can’t let you live.”

Seeing Kudel so decisive and ruthless, the Young Lady knew this battle didn’t need her participation.

Although they were both Silver rank vampires, Kudel’s power bonus from the Holy Grail Knight’s guardian contract was an exception that even Grand Duke Tris marveled at. Obviously it wasn’t hard to understand how he could crush enemies of the same rank at Silver rank.

Femis quietly withdrew, preparing to go support the intense battle continuing around the caravan.

The rescuers were few in number, while the Wolfsbane clan mobilized nearly 100 vampires and double that number of armed Blood Servants for this ambush, there was still quite a fight ahead.

But just as she withdrew from the battle circle, her spirit master’s keen senses suddenly made her realize a detection spell had fallen on her. The other party’s spirit energy fluctuations were unconcealed as if specifically wanting her to discover it.

Even more ominous was that she sensed an unfamiliar familiarity from this spirit energy.

Like an “invitation.”

The Young Lady had already guessed who was casting the spell.

She looked back at Kudel who was crushing the vampire assassin, thinking of her agreement with Murphy and hesitated for a moment.

But soon, the other party sent a message that could be sensed by spirit energy, making the Young Lady’s expression change drastically. She couldn’t wait for Kudel to finish fighting and rushed into the night in the direction guided by the spirit energy.

At this time Murphy, who was hiding in the darkness at the edge of the battlefield, clearly saw this scene through Revnor’s perspective and immediately followed in the direction Femis left.

“Sigh, sneaky fellows are just annoying, they can always find all kinds of angles to lure their targets. Fortunately, this lord made preparations in advance. Now let me see what medicine you’re really selling in this Dusk gourd!”