The First Vampire-Chapter 689 - : 687 entering city_1

Chapter 689: 687 entering city_1

“… At that time, the orc was only three meters away from me. Its head was as big as a wine cask. I guess it could swallow me up in one bite…”

The tavern was bustling and noisy. People squeezed into the hall, discussing heatedly about the orc attack the night before.

A mercenary who claimed to have participated in the entire battle became the focus of attention. He was vividly recounting his thrilling experience from the previous night. Any exciting parts could cause a commotion. Every once in a while, he played coy, hoping someone would offer him a glass of malt beer.

“… See this wound? It was left by that orc last night!” The mercenary showed his right arm, pointed to the wound still seeping blood and said, full of boastfulness, “But it didn’t have it easy either! I stabbed it in the heart and killed this ugly bastard!”

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Everyone stared wide-eyed in admiration, evidently amazed that he could actually kill an orc.

But just then, a disdainful voice came from outside the circle.

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“The orcs’ weapons are large axes and long spears, but your arm wound is a knife cut. Moreover, I don’t recall any mercenaries participating in last night’s battle!”

“Are you accusing me of lying?!” The mercenary looked towards where the voice was coming from, his tone lacking confidence.

But upon seeing the Imperial Guard uniform on the speaker, he instantly shut up.

“Con… Sir Conley…” The mercenary instantly recognized the newcomer. He quickly put on a flattering face, personally ordered a beer from the tavern owner and presented it to Sir Conley, suggesting, “Why don’t you tell us about the battle last night?”

Sir Conley snorted lightly, not making things difficult for the mercenary. After all, the mercenary was just bragging about a fabricated experience, nothing serious.

He went to the bar counter, just drinking his beer and didn’t seem interested in talking.

The mercenary scratched his head, stepping forward to ask:

“Sir Conley, how many orcs did the Imperial Guard kill last night?”

Sir Conley put down his beer, took a deep breath, and lightly said:

“Over seventy.”

“Seventy?” The mercenary was incredulous, “But… wasn’t last night’s battle intense? I heard the orcs had broken through the West City Gate. How come they only killed this many orcs?”

“Because… there were not that many orcs to begin with, just over four or five hundred.”

“Four or five hundred?”

The patrons found this strange. After all, Dragon City is the most famous stronghold in the Glorious Empire. How could it be breached by such a small number of orcs?

If they didn’t know that Conley was an officer in the Imperial Guard, and also a knight, everyone would think he was spouting nonsense.

Soon, someone couldn’t help but ask:

“Sir Conley, if there were so few orcs, how could they break through the West City Gate?”

Sir Conley suddenly gripped the beer in his hand. Veins were popping on his right hand. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said:

“Because the orcs had insider help! Someone, under cover of darkness, cut the chain of the drawbridge and let the orcs in!”

“An inside man? Who was it?”

Sir Conley shook his head: “I don’t know…”

The people in the tavern looked at each other, then they started to talk and speculate about who the insider might be.

The tavern owner poured Sir Conley another full glass of beer and asked:

“Sir Conley, how badly was the Imperial Guard hit? You don’t seem…?”

Sir Conley’s face was even more pained. He grabbed the beer in front of him, drank it down in several gulps, and then huskily said:

“The casualties were indeed heavy. What’s more, Lady Pamela… She was killed in the battle…”

The tavern quieted for a moment before erupting into more commotion.

“Knight Pamela was killed in action?!”

“How did this happen?”

“Who the hell is the mole? If I find him, he’ll certainly pay!”

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“I know who the mole is…”

With those words, the tavern seemed to hit the pause button, all noise disappearing instantly.

Knight Conley sprang up, scanning around with bloodshot, drunk eyes, urgently demanding:

“Who? Who said they knew who the Orc mole was?”

The young man who spoke seemed taken aback by the appearance of Knight Conley, stunned in place.

Only when Knight Conley rushed over to him, collaring him, did he demand:

“Who’s the mole? What do you know?”

“I…I heard a rumor that something very strange is going on with Knight Darren, the second son of Count Lloyd…”

“Knight Darren? What’s wrong with him?”

“Yes, it’s said that ever since he came back from the battlefield last night, he has been acting strange. He actually had a conflict with the family guard, even killed his Majesty’s illegitimate son Ryan in the process…”

“But that doesn’t prove Darren is the mole.” someone suggested doubtfully.

“Then how do you explain his abnormal behavior? Moreover, last night, he was on guard at the West City Gate. He had the perfect opportunity to cut the chains of the drawbridge…”

At that, Knight Conley pushed his way out of the crowd, charging out of the tavern, heading straight for the Lloyd family manor.

Upon arrival at the Lloyd family manor, Knight Conley indeed found an oppressive atmosphere.

After announcing his identity, the guard, however, refused Knight Conley’s visit: “I’m sorry, Knight Conley, the Count will not be seeing anyone today, please come another day…”

Knight Conley scoffed, retorting:

“Does Count Lloyd think he can escape this by playing dumb? Please convey my message to him. The Imperial Guard will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly!”

With that, Knight Conley stormed off.

After a short while, Knight Conley suddenly felt a slight trembling of the ground which grew stronger as time went on.

As an experienced veteran, Knight Conley immediately knew that it was the cavalry, and moreover, a large-scale cavalry.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.

Soon, squads of hefty, valiant knights appeared on the street. Knight Conley instantly recognized them— the Blood Knight Army!

Knight Conley knew when Count Angler entered the city, he was with a small Blood Knight Army squad, but that was no more than three or four hundred men. But looking at the situation now, the main force of the Blood Knight Army must have entered the city!

Due to its outstanding performance in the Battle of Luwal Valley, the Blood Knight Army was at the peak of its popularity among the citizens of the Empire. Upon their entry into Dragon City, they were immediately welcomed by the people.

But Knight Conley’s face darkened even more because he knew that Dragon City, the imperial capital, absolutely doesn’t allow local lords’ armies to enter!

Hurrying to the top of the city walls, looking at the incessant waves of the Blood Knight Army surging into the city, Knight Conley rushed to find an Imperial Guard officer on duty, demanding:

“What’s going on? Why did you let the Blood Knight Army into the city? Who gave you the orders…”

Before the officer could answer, a clear voice suddenly rang out:

“I did.”

Turning his head, Knight Conley saw a heroic young man had somehow appeared behind him.

“Count Angler.”