Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1331: Chapter 58: [Calamity] (1)

“Did you notice that the patrol team seems to have disappeared?”

In the castle corridor, they were cautiously moving forward—using the unique telepathic abilities of the little vampire girl, trying their best to avoid the vampires of the Torrido Clan on the way.

“Come to think of it… it really seems so.” Zhong Luoyue furrowed her brow, feeling that something strange was going on—yet Elizabeth hadn’t given any hint.

The little vampire girl didn’t leave the room this time. Instead, she relied on her telepathic abilities to stay in the room, providing guidance for the route—naturally, she could also let her thoughts directly transmit to everyone’s mind, unless specifically shielding against her ability.

“Ayue, the path ahead is safe, you can go through.”

Zhong Luoyue nodded, then stepped out first—as a guest in the castle with Elizabeth, even if they encountered a special situation, they could still negotiate—the reason Elizabeth wasn’t taking this role was that Zhong Luoyue felt the little girl’s acting was terrible, so she had no choice but to step up herself.

Despite the rising tension, there seemed to be no visible signs of it on the face of Ms. Zhong’s third daughter… Silently, everyone walked on, the first destination was the lounge where today’s crop delivery team was resting.

“Brother Luo Qiu, Brother Luo Qiu, can you hear me?” Suddenly, the voice of the little vampire girl rang in Boss Luo’s ears, “If you can, please nod?”

“You have already learned to multitask with your thoughts… I can hear you.” Boss Luo maintained his usual demeanor and conversed with Elizabeth mentally.

Clearly, this conversation was akin to a private chat.

“Hmm… I’ve always been practicing. But for now, I can only multitask two streams of thought; beyond that, it’s not possible. However, I feel I can split it into many streams.” Elizabeth’s voice was always light, and this mental dialogue felt like a whisper beside the ear.

Luo Qiu curiously asked, “Apart from sensing and conversing, are there other effects?”

Elizabeth replied swiftly, “I can control the actions of small animals. With ordinary people, I can control them for a short while… but those with strong minds, it doesn’t work.”

“That’s already impressive.” This was the answer Luo Qiu gave after some thought—of course, the answer wasn’t mere flattery, but came after a careful extrapolation of the future potential of such an ability—at random, purchased an extrapolation report from an altar.

Theoretically, the ultimate limit can reach to where merely thought alone could cover all conscious entities instantaneously, and freely manipulate all consciousnesses—provided her awareness becomes strong enough to overwhelm any conscious entity.

However, it seems to be limited by the evolutionary cap of the species… These theoretical limits, barring accidents, likely won’t be reached—the potential beyond this telepathic ability is vast, but Elizabeth’s lineage hasn’t been elevated because of it… among the Vampire Clans, her lineage is merely above average.

“Really!!” Her voice suddenly raised a little, the little girl seemed genuinely happy with such praise.

“Really.”

“Um, Brother Luo Qiu, may I ask you one thing…” Elizabeth’s voice again diverged beside Boss Luo’s ear.

“Ask away.”

“Brother Luo Qiu, why are you willing… to do such things? Wouldn’t men feel repulsed by it… it’s okay not to answer!”

“Such things?” Luo Qiu paused, then understood and replied casually, “You mean the disguising?”

“Hmm…” Hearing the soft sound of ‘hmm,’ one could almost visualize the little vampire girl’s expression at this moment, “Is it… because of such an interest?”

Boss Luo chuckled, “I don’t really have that kind of interest. But weren’t you all quite happy?”

“Happy?” The little girl was momentarily puzzled.

Luo Qiu smiled, “As long as you don’t regard such disguises as shameful, but see them as something that can cheer people up a bit, isn’t that fine… Like a clown, isn’t there always humor and absurdity that makes others smile?”

“That’s why you…”

“How should the path ahead go, it seems she’s getting impatient.” Luo Qiu lightly reminded.

At this moment, Zhong Luoyue, who was walking ahead, seemed a bit tense due to lacking directions from Elizabeth—the little vampire girl still couldn’t multitask proficiently.

She didn’t dare continue diverging, and diligently guided Zhong Luoyue through the upcoming route… Then continued, like an exploration team, cautiously wading through the perilous castle.

This experience was quite interesting… Following casually from behind were Luo Er and the maid.

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The Unhuman Domain, Neutral Chaotic Zone Three.

Even though the non-humans each have their respective territories in the Unhuman Domain, there are also mixed habitats for various species, such as the neutral chaotic zone—it exists to prevent direct contact between different non-human domains.

Essentially, this gathering place is where you can witness many scenes from Western fantasy—a lively marketplace filled with various shouting noises.

But suddenly, a scream of terror pierced through—initially unnoticed by anyone. However, the alarmed voice gradually crescendoed like distant tidal waves, and soon formed a massive commotion.

Suddenly, chaos erupted in the market, followed by loud noises!

Above the sky, for unknown reasons, fierce destructive light bombs began to fall—as if fighter jets were bombing, the large marketplace quickly became dilapidated, many non-humans were either flung away or injured directly.

It seemed like an unforeseen disaster… But when they regained their senses, though the devastation seemed to have dissipated, a third of the neutral chaotic area had already suffered severe damage.

“This aura seems like… damn it! It’s the Evil Dragon Fafnir! Did it overdose on something?! Aren’t the Magician’s Association people doing anything?!”

“Hmm… this direction seems to lead to the Werewolf Territory?”

“I don’t know!! I don’t care!! I’m going to the Magician’s Association to demand an explanation! If they don’t compensate for my loss, I don’t mind showing them what a truly artistic explosion is! Anyone joining me?!!”

“Count me in!”

“Me too!!”

“Let’s go together!”

Therefore, the non-humans from the Neutral Chaotic Zone [Three] began to gather, grandly heading towards the Magician’s Association’s main headquarters. However, as this group advanced, they began to unknowingly grow stronger—victims from other places began to join them.

…

Meanwhile, somewhere unknown, the Godly Land’s true dragon stopped, feeling that it was almost time. For some reason, she shivered and muttered, “It should be enough catharsis now, right?”

In fact, the true dragon of China wasn’t sure how long the effect of such a big [Butterfly Powder] orb would last.

She just thought that the Golden Dragon had a decent resistance to potions and had such a peculiar personality, so she thought she’d apply a heavy dose for a good treatment… Anyway, if Fafnir could actually leave a descendant, the folks at the Magician’s Association would probably embrace the notion of ‘the more, the merrier’, not caring how many females it mated with…

But for now… I wonder if China’s limb regeneration magic would work on that thing?

“Sister Long, where are we going now?” Luo Pianqian asked at this moment.

Long Xiruo pondered for a while, then said, “Since we’re here, we might as well go pick some Golden Apples. Last time I accidentally uprooted it… Hmm, it should have grown back by now.”

Roots? What roots?

So far, the little butterfly’s number of conversation partners in the [Non-Human Domain] had not exceeded the count of fingers on one hand.

“Let’s go. If we’re lucky, I’ll get you one to eat. It will benefit you a lot.” Long Xiruo said, and without hesitation, grabbed the lady with butterfly wings, launching into a new round of skyward flight.

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The Torrido Clan, inside the castle.

Bylegang, who had gone out, had quietly returned without alerting any of the upper echelon nobility—in fact, they were just coming off the high of a recent [Feast], and weren’t particularly attentive to anything.

“I’ve given orders for the patrol soldiers to continue patrolling our domain.” Bazby reported as he came to Bylegang’s side.

Bylegang, however, seemed uninterested in this assistant; he just sat in his place, head lowered, playing with a black card in his hand, silent.

“And this is?” Bazby couldn’t help but frown.

Bylegang slowly lifted his head at this moment… In that instant, Bazby felt as if he were standing before death itself—his instincts even triggered a guarded stance.

Bylegang’s gaze, for that brief moment, was like a devil walking out of hell… that trace of murderous and mad intent was unprecedented.

But that feeling came as quickly as it vanished… In the blink of an eye, Bylegang returned to a gentle demeanor and said in a slow voice, “If I told you, this is a credential leading to a passage capable of fulfilling any wish… would you believe me, Bazby?”

“Any?” Bazby frowned, clearly not quite agreeing with such an absolute statement.

The black card spun quickly through Bylegang’s fingers, then disappeared. He let out a light laugh and said, “Of course, any wish requires a price… a sufficient one.”

“Sacrifice and gain… the principle of equivalent exchange.” Bazby nodded, “If that’s the case, what one can give is limited, and what one receives is naturally limited too… ‘Any’ is just misleading.”

“Misleading?” Bylegang chuckled, “Perhaps… But Bazby, you’ve seemingly forgotten something. Although what one can give is limited, if you learn to plunder… then perhaps it’s not.”

“You’re acting strangely today.” Bazby said expressionlessly, “It seems indeed something has happened to you.”

Bylegang revealed a complex smile, then waved his hand… After this gesture, Bazby bowed and stepped back gradually.

But just before Bazby left, Bylegang suddenly said, “By the way, since the [Feast] is over, why not go see your sister? The next meeting wouldn’t be until at least a month… You used to, at least, bid farewell from the West Tower, right?”

Outside the door, Bazby’s pupils suddenly contracted… his body stiffened momentarily, but he quickly regained his composure, speaking in a low voice, “There’s no need… I am, after all, now a vampire. Well then, I’ll take my leave.”

After Bazby left, darkness surrounded Bylegang.

He continued to sit on the throne-like huge seat, beside which was a straw man dummy he temporarily fashioned.

The black card that had disappeared from his fingers reappeared again, flipping with the motion of his fingers.

He murmured, “Seems like Farael truly hasn’t gone insane…”

Suddenly, Bylegang opened his palm, and in the dim surroundings, several Messengers flew into his palm… After staying for a moment, they flew out again from Bylegang’s palm, vanishing.

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The Torrido Clan, the main castle, upper structure, on the edge near the exposed area of the castle.

“Alright, today’s resting point for the transport team is just ahead… so far, everything is on track.”

Finally arriving at the destination, the next step was to blend into the escort team—as such matters no longer needed her concern, but Maria took the responsibility, patting her chest.

There, she directly reached into her collar and took out a bottle resembling a perfume bottle, looking at Luo Qiu and You Ye, “Would both of you spray this on yourselves… Master Septcolor Geranium should know what this is, right?”

She unscrewed a bit of the bottle.

“Blood Agent.” The maid calmly stated the name.

“Indeed worthy of Master Qi Cai Jin!” Maria smiled and nodded, “Vampires are highly sensitive to the scent of the Human Race. Although the Blood Agent allows us to imitate a vampire’s scent, it at least covers up the scent of humans, pretending as if we’ve just [feasted]… For transport teams, this should be able to fool these low-level vampires.”

The maid, however, remained indifferent, “No need, please keep this, Ms. Maria Hood.”

“Hood?” Zhong Luoyue was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looking at Maria—it’s just that from the start, this guy’s been wearing a hood, which indeed fits very well, huh? Hence, the usually cold Zhong Luoyue let out a slight sneer, “Hood lady, huh.”

All for a little bounty, am I not having a hard time here?

Inside the hood, tears streamed down Maria’s face.