The Defeated Dragon

Iron Hoof City Harbor.

Still noisy in the middle of the night, the boring knights on the voyage are still hustling in the harbor, gambling, or drinking, or disembarking for fun in the city.

Lister slept in the tower.

The usual way to get drunk is to take a shower and then go back to bed. I don't know why today, get drunk and go straight to sleep.

Outside the cabin, the servant is on watch.

There was also a team of knights on tour to keep an eye out for the outside world - of course, more knights were drinking and boxing in the lower compartment, just afraid to make a loud noise, afraid to noise Lester to sleep.

An overnight sailor dazzled into the toilet.

To the urinal pool that leads directly to the sea, the water is put in a ragged position. As you can imagine, the next day at the port of Ironshoe City, it was absolutely filthy. Almost all ships have toilets discharged directly into the sea, which sounds disgusting, but the sea has purifying capacity.

After all, the fish and shrimp have to poop and pee, and the poop that comes out is not just discharged into the sea.

Because of this pollution, Lester deliberately anchored the Sunset on the outskirts of the harbour, preventing it from being smoked to death by the smell of internal smell.

When the sailor had put the water away, he was relaxed and beamed a spirit.

Pick up your pants and walk back.

All of a sudden, he felt a bird flying around him, and he jumped: "Shit, what a dead bird, doesn't sleep at night!” He returned to his cabin to continue sleeping after scolding.

What he didn't see, however.

It's not a bird, it's a dark, blood-red bat. The bats circled around the Sunset and eventually set their course, falling quietly over the glass window of the tower tower tower. Hanging upside down, your head just crosses a little glass and you can see the inside of the room.

It's not a special bat, it's just a big slap, just a blood-red eye, extra spirit.

And the vibrant gauges the interior of the house.

You can see that there are three servants, one male and one female, in the house, and the two maids seem to be reporting something to the maids. Then the butler nodded, indicating that the two of them would continue their work. He himself took an iron out of the cupboard, put it on charcoal, waited for the iron to heat up, and then went to iron the clothes.

The bat watched for a while, fell, then pounded its wings and switched to another window.

After several replacements, it finally picked the room and drilled in through the door crevices against the floor. The room was dark with no lights on, but it was cool and the temperature was much lower than outside. This stunned the bat's eyes for a moment and it didn't seem to understand why the room was so cool.

But it didn't care much, it flew up to the bed.

and lay around the bed for two laps, seemingly making sure that the person sleeping in the bed is not really asleep. Seeing the sleeping man drinks and shouts evenly makes him happy to fly off the bed. The next moment, on the edge of the bed, a bat suddenly emerged a scarlet light.

Between the flashes of light, she has been transformed into a full-bodied, low-head woman wearing tight black leather trousers. Pale face, dark hair in a dark room, sparse; blood-red eyes are even clearer, as if flashing.

From a bat to a woman, she stood beside the bed, pulling out a tiny, needle-like tool from her swollen chest position.

Then bend over and bend down, seemingly drawing a little blood from the person who fell asleep on the bed with a needle.

But just when she was ready to do it.

The man who was supposed to be snoring and sleeping stretched out his hand and strangled the batwoman directly around her neck. Then there was the light, but I didn't know when to put a crystal lamp on the bed. The lights quickly illuminated the house, as did the owner of the arms that strangled the female bat neck.

Hershel, of course, was Lister, who had been drunk before he came back and slept backwards.

His starry swirling pupils were apathetic, dramatic, and his handsome, compelling face had a slight mockery: “Bats in the dark, I thought it was something horrible, it turns out it was just a sneaky vampire. Say what you are! ”

Listen to his tone, for the Batwoman invasion, as you know.

It is true, too.

He hasn't let his guard down because he's been having a dark night bat thing in his mind for days. With no warning coming from the territory and unlikely to encounter bats while sailing, Bullshoe City is the best place to encounter dark night bats. That's why he tried to attract dark night bats by being intoxicated.

On top of alcohol, running Dragon Fight Qi can be easily relieved, can't get drunk at all.

I was just going to give it a try, not too much hope. I didn't expect him to see a bloody red glittering bat circling around the tower tower tower when he was in the dark room and doing his magic eye.

So...

Then there was the scene of pretending to sleep.

As I lay on the bed, I was tight and ready to fight. When the bat flew on the bed, he intended to catch it, but eventually did not move slightly, but waited for a moment. And then there was this amazing scene where a bat turned into a living woman.

It turns out to be the legendary vampire who switches between humans and bats at will.

With the light shining, the female vampire appeared clear, dark hair with a little wave curl, blood-red pupils, pale but beautiful face. Demon metallurgy red lips slightly opened as Lister strangled her neck, a mouthful of white teeth, but without the legendary vampire's teeth.

The skinny leather trousers are wrapped around a convex body, full breasts, plump buttocks, and look quite sexy.

“Why don't you answer my question?” Lester was not deterred by vampires, pinched each other's necks, and had no mercy whatsoever.

But the female vampire suddenly stretched out her tongue, licked her lips and revealed a smile hard.

Then the body burst into flashes and the blood red light flashed, and has been transformed into dozens of little bats, running wildly around.

The whole house was filled with bats, the flying bats jammed their gaze, and some even attacked Lester on their own initiative.

“Trying to escape? ”

Lester sprayed his body like an arrow and grabbed a bat ready to drill out the door.

Of all the bats, this one has the brightest light.

After grabbing it, turn around and punch again. The roaring fighting gas turned into flames, burning the house full of bat thunderbolts, one after the other blowing back into a bloody red light. In the blink of an eye, the bats in the house, only three or two of them still flying indiscriminately, dared not approach Lester again.

And the bat in his hand, hissing and screaming, struggled to escape the grip.

But Lester's hands, though not squeezed hard, released the intense, high-end fire attribute Dragon Fight, easily crushing the blood red magic released by the bat.

“Don't struggle, you think you can escape in my hands?” As the first person under the Dragon Knight, Lester's strength felt unpredictable.

How can a sneaky vampire escape in his hands?

No matter which knight novel, vampires don't seem to have much strength, apart from their strange tracks. On a few occasions, the strength of female vampires has been estimated by him and his physical qualities are very weak, obviously not the existence of a knight type, but a magician-like practitioner.

A practitioner, close to a knight or a half-step dragon knight, can imagine the end.