Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 446 - 128: Kingdom-Level Campaign

"What a joke?"

The man scoffed, what Chelina said seemed like a tall tale to him: "Although you are a product that defies tradition, since we are no longer in the previous world and are both serving the Lord, I won’t pursue it further. No need to fool me with such nonsense."

"But you must stay away from me, I hate the scent of hybrids!"

Losa was already examining the description on this character’s card.

Title: Bloodthirsty Mad Wolf

Name: Vinetto Di Basilicata

Category: Berserker

Quality: Epic (Five-Star)

Level: 1

Intimacy: Indifferent

Power: 35

Agility: 30

Physical Strength: 10

Endurance: 10

Spiritual Power: 10

Talent:

Fighting Spirit: As Vinetto sinks into a prolonged battle, the Beast Blood gradually boils, significantly increasing the recovery rate of physical strength and life value.

Frenzy: When Vinetto’s life value falls below thirty percent, attack power increases significantly, ignoring most negative effects, and gains a medium priority "Overlord Body" effect.

Werewolf Transformation: Vinetto liberates the Wolf Race bloodline flowing within, turning into a werewolf, enhancing all attributes except spiritual power. The amplification effect is best on a full moon night, not exceeding fifty percent.

Skills:

Werewolf Undying Body: This skill automatically triggers when Vinetto’s life value falls below thirty percent, delaying the loss of physical strength and significantly enhancing body resistance.

Heart-digging Hand: Requires first elite unlock.

Bloodthirsty Werewolf: Requires second elite unlock.

Description: Vinetto is a renowned Centurion of the Basilicata Family.

Due to his pure bloodline and excellent combat talent, he was once seen with great expectations, but his excess desire for battle and inability to get along peacefully with anyone made him miss out on the position of Clan Leader.

Following a conflict with the Yakxi Wolf Race, he was exiled to the coastal town of Matera, where he became idle, indulging in alcohol, falling into decadence, and growing weary of life.

One day, a mysterious voice promised him endless battles, and he decisively accepted the mysterious figure’s invitation to a different world.

Evaluation: As long as you give me exhilarating battles, even if it’s an endless purgatory ahead, I will never retreat — Vinetto.

A standard berserker template, with basic attributes far exceeding those of the same pure-blooded Wolf Race, Hans. The stats are generous, and the skill set is reasonable, marking him as a formidable warrior retainer.

Unfortunately, he seems not very bright, unlike Hans, who can stand alone, it’s unlikely.

"Although I’d love to say ’I am joking,’ the fact remains... Your temper is worse than I expected."

Chelina’s expression was very calm, Yesterday’s Giant Ship, the legendary Tower of Babel, truly possessed the power to traverse the river of time, summoning her grandfather whom she had never met was no strange thing.

It’s just that this matter is quite troubling.

She discreetly glanced at the surrounding onlookers. Except for Prajna, who remained calm, everyone else seemed excited, anticipating further developments.

Vinetto intended to sneer, but his Wolf Race instincts sensed Chelina might not be lying, leading him to look at Losa, puzzled: "My lord, what exactly is she talking about?"

Losa sorted out the logic, explaining: "She is Chelina, the only daughter of Juliano, the current Clan Leader of Basilicata — to my knowledge, you are not from the same era."

"Not from the same era..."

Vinetto’s face looked troubled: "So, what she said is all true?"

Losa shook his head: "Chelina isn’t someone who likes to joke."

Vinetto let out a long breath, stared at Chelina for a while, filled with awkwardness and conflict, before saying: "How did I become someone’s grandfather all of a sudden... but she is quite a pretty young lady when you look closely."

Chelina seriously said: "Strictly speaking, we actually have no relation, since you haven’t even married or had children, not to mention my father doesn’t exist, so naturally, there’s no blood relation between us."

Vinetto glanced helplessly at Losa, then turned his head: "Sorry, young lady, I didn’t mean what I said earlier."

After knowing Chelina is likely his "granddaughter," Vinetto is now terribly conflicted, never having thought he would marry a human woman, almost sparking a pure-blood versus hybrid war.

He also didn’t expect the person he just verbally attacked to have such a close bloodline connection.

"Alright, let’s disperse. I was expecting a pretty girl, but didn’t think it’d be a big muscle-headed nitwit."

Jeanne whistled, knowing the name Bloodthirsty Mad Wolf, but honestly, it wasn’t very famous, just a battle-crazy lunatic, ranking only middle upper among the generations of Two Sicilies Wolf Race.

"Who are you?"

Vinetto’s gaze fixed on Jeanne, feeling a bit familiar, yet somewhat unbelievable.

Jeanne nonchalantly said: "Yes, that’s right, just as you thought."

Vinetto opened his mouth, his forehead visibly sweating.

Jeanne patted his shoulder, smiling widely: "My first impression of you isn’t good, so if you want to survive under the Lord’s command, be honest and remember that trouble comes from the mouth."

Looking at Jeanne’s fake smile, Vinetto, known as the "War Frenzy", actually felt no anger at all.

Watching everyone disperse, he finally let out a light breath.

"It turned out to be the Knight of Radiance..."

Only Losa was left. He sighed softly, "Chelina is a very outstanding and talented young girl, and her father, Juliano, almost overturned the Yakxi Family’s centuries-long rule over the Wolf Race."

"This Juliano... is my son really that formidable?"

Vinetto’s eyes were filled with shock.

It was due to a conflict with the Yakxi Family that he was exiled; he had some understanding of the Yakxi Family’s power.

Losa raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Your descendants are so excellent, so my expectations for you are also very high. Don’t let me down."

Vinetto hurriedly said, "I will."

Losa somewhat inconsequentially said, "Chelina is a very likable girl."

Vinetto said with some pride and a bit of guilt, "She is indeed very beautiful, and if you look closely, she does bear a bit of resemblance to me."

"So your attitude towards her angered quite a few people."

Losa paused, then added, "Including me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pressure belonging to Losa, the Dark Lord, swept out.

Vinetto felt like a heavy weight pressed down on him, almost as if a mountain was about to crush him, nearly causing him to kneel.

He didn’t resist this power and knelt down willingly, apologizing straightforwardly, "I’m sorry, my lord, I shouldn’t have spoken that way. I will pay more attention to my words in the future."

"Very good, Vinetto."

Behind Losa, the shadow of a Demon Dragon appeared on the walls of the Throne Hall.

He extended his hand, like a devil bound by a servant’s contract, pressing it upon Vinetto’s shoulder.

"Now, swear your allegiance to me."

The system prompt sounded: Your retainer, "Bloodthirsty Mad Wolf" Vinetto, is subdued by your powerful strength, his friendliness towards you has risen to friendliness.

Losa hesitated slightly, then helped Vinetto up, "Alright, that’s it for today. I’ll take you to arrange a place to stay. Your level is still low. If someone bothers you, try to restrain yourself a bit."

Vinetto awkwardly asked, "My lord, won’t you level me up first?"

Losa reassured, "Resources are limited. You just arrived and haven’t contributed any merit; how can you receive an upgrade?"

Vinetto opened his mouth, but ultimately closed it, as he agreed with Losa’s reasoning; otherwise, if it were all based on preference, he thought with his personality, he might never get an upgrade in this lifetime.

...

In the evening, Kurs came to report, "My lord, Saladin has made a move!"

Losa furrowed his brow, putting down the documents in his hand, and said, "Explain in detail."

"The ’Shadow of Darkness’ in Aleppo reported that Saladin personally led an army of thirty thousand, advancing from the northern part of the Kingdom toward Duke Raymond’s territory in Tiberias. They saw firsthand that Saladin’s army had Dragon Beasts accompanying them."

"Is there any movement from Adil in Egypt?"

"Not yet."

Kurs handed over a scroll of parchment, "This is a drawing based on the appearance of the Dragon Beast, drawn by ’Shadow of Darkness.’ It is said that it’s a war behemoth tamed by a caster named Shemir, who once served under Rauf for a short time. Rauf’s Scorpion-tailed Lion Knight unit was his work. Now he is Saladin’s chief court advisor."

Losa furrowed his brow.

In this era of many Dragon Beasts, it’s not difficult to kill or capture one, for example, the fierce dragon Losa killed in the Great Arena of Constantinople, which was captured by the Varangian Guard.

But taming a Dragon Beast is exceedingly difficult.

He unfolded the drawing, which depicted two different Dragon Beasts. One resembled the fierce dragon; the other was even larger, with a pair of enormous wings, looking to be a genuine Giant Dragon.

Losa had seen a Giant Dragon compendium in the Empire Library, knowing this to be the so-called Karelian Fire Dragon, skilled not only in fiery breath but also in melee combat strength, a definite high-class Dragon Species.

Kurs explained, "There are five of the wingless ones, and only one with wings."

Losa frowned, "A Giant Dragon joining the battle from the start. If we don’t go over, the fall of the North seems inevitable; but what about Adil in Egypt? He certainly won’t stay quiet forever."

At this moment.

The voice of a messenger rang out from a distance.

"My lord, His Majesty the King has urgent news, requiring you to immediately lead the troops from Transjordan northward, to join forces with the Jerusalem alliance the day after tomorrow at the latest, to fend off Saladin’s invasion."

"Understood."

Losa took the sealed letter from the messenger, his expression a bit grave.

With only Duke Raymond and the forces of Jerusalem, it’s absolutely impossible to hold the North. If the North falls, his own territory cannot be preserved.

"Leave Andreas behind and order Boval (Baron Tighe) to lead his troops back to his own territory, ready to guard against a possible surprise attack by Adil."

"Inform the whole army, we depart first thing in the morning tomorrow."

The system prompt sounded:

You have officially joined a kingdom-level battle between the Ayyubid Kingdom and the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Your affiliated camp is: Kingdom of Jerusalem.

In this battle, your current contribution is: 1000 (logistical expenditure), ranking first so far.

Post-battle, rewards will be settled based on whether the battle is won or lost, and the contribution you made.