Chapter 81 - Dhampir of the Holy Grail (2)

"Shirone, let's come up with a plan."

Mordred told her apprentice.

"Yes!"

Shirone was thrilled to think they were going to a rescue plan. This looked like the films of secret agents. Shirone had seen quite a few of these with her friend Le Fay, whom she had met in England, and she had quickly become a fan of them.

"Shirone, you take care of rescuing the fake queen while I cause trouble. Okay?"

Any illusion of Shirone disappeared as quickly as she arrived.

Sigh...

What else could she expect from her teacher? It was obvious that Mordred didn't think much and only threw herself forward into battle, overwhelming her enemies with brute force. Shirone did not dislike that at all, for it was the same style she had learned to fight. And let's not lie to ourselves, the adrenaline you get from close combat is far greater than the thrill you get from coming up with a secret escape plan.

The strategy this time was simple, Mordred was going to make a lot of noise.

"Okay, time to work."

Shirone masked her presence and headed for where the guard had taken Valerie. When she had gotten far enough away from Mordred, she started her game.

Mordred kicked the table and sent it flying, hitting a few vampires along the way.

"What the hell?" Marius went into a state of shock for a moment.

When he recovered, he called a couple of guards who were standing next to him. He ignored the screams of the guests.

"Guards! Activate the alarm!"

Before he could even blink, both guards were on the ground, their hearts impaled by a greatsword.

Everyone forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Those armours are crap. Obviously, mine is much better."

A knight dressed in what appeared to be medieval armour with a helmet protruding two horns stood in front of the two murdered vampires.

Uproar.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Are we being attacked?"

"Impossible! We are not prepared to shed more blood after the coup with Tepes!"

Marius, for some reason, was facing the knight who had fallen silent after mocking the armour. Seeing him so quiet was making him shudder inside, feeling the powerful aura this knight was emitting.

"What does this mean? Who are you?"

The knight came out of his stupor when he heard Marius' cry.

"We'll talk more about these experience points later, Master, now a f.u.c.k.i.n.g vampire is bothering me."

Mordred looked at Marius coolly as she said goodbye to Drako, with whom she was having a mental conversation. Their Master-Servant connection was so powerful that they could dialogue even from as far away as Japan and Romania.

"Now, now. Master has told me that I cannot reveal my identity at any cost, as I can attract unnecessary trouble." Mordred said as she pulled her sword from the chest of one of the guards. "Just know that you're all f.u.c.k.i.e.d up, you f.u.c.k.i.n.g bloodsuckers."

The Mayor of Tepes glared daggers. "Well, what are you waiting for?!" He snapped at the soldiers. "Slay him!"

At first, they were uncertain. But soon after the screams broke out, the men rushed forward. Others stayed behind to shoot shadows at the intruder from a safe distance while defending the trembling visitors.

More shouting.

More screaming.

More running.

Mordred dodged attacks and continued to plunge his sword into the hearts of the vampires. It seemed that she, instead of using a sword, was using a spear.

"I'll deal with you later."

Marius knew that message was meant for him. The knight was planning to let him see him kill each and every one of his guards, and then kill him.

But he wasn't willing to die here.

"Guards! Protect me while I escape!"

He ran at the moment of giving the order, taking advantage of the moment when Mordred was busy with the guards to escape from it.

The loud knock on Marius' door was his way of showing the fear he was feeling. He placed as much furniture as he could in front of the door, in a futile attempt to make the knight waste more time passing through the door.

Marius felt himself die when the door shook, and a few cracks appeared. The screams kept coming one after the other, but Marius no longer cared. He turned into a flock of bats and escaped from the place.

......

Mordred yawned from her seat at the broken table. Her eyes moved around the room, turning a deaf ear to the pleading cries of the surviving vampires. She glanced down at the floor, smiling in satisfaction at the sight of the bodies of all the guards who had followed Marius' orders. The only survivors left were the noble vampires, who were kneeling and asking Mordred for forgiveness for any sin they had committed against her.

"That was quick." Once again, Mordred yawned. "So, what are these experience points, Master?"

Mordred had been surprised since she killed the first two guards, as some sort of message had appeared in her mind.

The message read as follows.

[Master has received 200 experience points.]

Every guard she killed caused her to receive a similar message. Drako had started to explain a bit, but Marius had decided to meddle in Master-Servant's conversation, so Mordred had to cut the conversation short momentarily to get rid of all the annoying bats.

"You know my strength increases every time I kill an enemy, don't you? That's because I get experience points that help me level up. When I get to a certain level, I can evolve and increase my strength one more step."

"Does that mean that by killing those damn bloodsuckers they serve to improve Master's strength?"

"Yes."

A smile appeared on Mordred's face. If the Master got stronger, that meant she would be stronger too. With such a powerful Master-Servant couple, there was no way they would lose the great war they would fight in the future.

"Putting that aside, how's Shirone doing?"

"Oh, she should be rescuing the holy grail girl. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes to finish. She has become strong."