Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 328 - 269 Vampire Attack_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 269 Vampire Attack_1

Miss Regina once again utilized the Gryphon Statue for transportation, which made the journey through the air naturally much more convenient. Without mentioning other benefits, at the very least, they didn’t need to take a huge detour along the Good Fortune Tooth Mountain Range to find the mountain entrance at Good Fortune Village.

Gaven turned to the Dog Demon and said, "You stay here and assist General Kopofiel to ensure that their side is completely secure. If the situation becomes too dangerous, you must intervene, even if it risks alerting the enemy."

"As you command, master," the Dog Demon replied, its eyes barely concealing its eagerness to try.

In its life, it had never gnawed on a Vampire before. It just didn’t know if such dark creatures that exist between life and death had souls for it to gnaw on.

"General, you must be careful yourselves. No matter what, you must hold on through the night. Tomorrow, we will make these bastards pay," Gaven advised General Kopofiel and the others a few more times.

After bidding them farewell, he immediately activated the flawless transportation portal of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree. Compared to Regina’s flight, the portal was undoubtedly more convenient and more sophisticated.

"Mr. Andrew, let’s go," General Kopofiel said to the Dog Demon in a solemn manner.

He now dared not underestimate this Zuo Lang, given its displayed intelligence and meticulous thinking; even many Mages were no match for it.

The Dog Demon, however, shook its head and said coldly, "Proceed with your preparations. It is best that I do not stay too close to you for the time being. If the Vampires notice me, that would be troublesome. Don’t place your hopes on me tonight. Unless it’s a matter of life and death, I will not take action."

With Gaven’s suppression gone, the Dog Demon’s presence soared. It paid little attention to General Kopofiel and the others, and turned to disappear into the wilderness.

Gaven’s order was exceedingly vague. What does ’too dangerous’ even mean?

There’s no clear benchmark for that. In the past, this sort of order would never have been given to the Dog Demon.

Gaven would instruct every word and sentence carefully, never leaving loopholes for the Dog Demon to exploit, much less give it too much authority.

The only explanation for this current scenario is that Gaven had intentionally delegated authority to it.

Allowing it to weigh the options by itself.

By Devil standards, even if all of Thacel Refugee Camp were to be taken away, as long as they haven’t been drained of blood by the Vampires or offered as sacrifices, it wouldn’t be considered a critical situation.

Everything is to serve the greater strategy that follows.

Heh.

Everything about his master was fine, except for one thing—he played his part too well.

Despite harboring ill intentions, he still pretended to be the good guy, making things hard for himself. He had to constantly guess his master’s thoughts, speak on his behalf, and be the bad guy while his master played the good one. But what could he do, being a Devil?

Alas, in this world, it’s hard to be human, even harder to be a Devil, and hardest of all to be a qualified Devil servant who knows when to speak and when to keep silent.

General Kopofiel watched as the Dog Demon departed, then turned to the group of Elf maidens left behind by Regina and suggested, "How about you temporarily return to Good Fortune Village and wait for news..."

"No..." The leading Moon Elf knight maiden said, "We will go back to the village with you and face the challenges together. Although our abilities are not as overwhelming against Vampires like the Priest and Paladin, our poetry can inspire the villagers’ courage and make them more resistant to the Vampires’ charm."

General Kopofiel’s face showed signs of being moved. He, of course, knew the effect that skilled Bards could have in boosting courage, precisely what the ordinary villagers lacked. With a furrowed brow, he said, "But wouldn’t that affect the tactics we’ve just established?"

The Moon Elf maiden leader replied with a smile, "Our main ability is to prevent the villagers from being charmed by the Vampires, not to get them to take up arms and confront the Vampires directly. Miss Regina is aware of this, which is why she didn’t give us any other orders."

"Very well. Then we count on you ladies. Should anything uncertain happen tonight, please do not worry about us and prioritize your own safety," said General Kopofiel, careful not to address them as ’Miss’. Although they appeared young, their ages could be much older than his own, perhaps even several times his age—a common occurrence.

Everlasting Kind and short-lived races could never agree on age, so ignoring it was the best approach.

Without further hesitation, General Kopofiel galloped back to Thacel Refugee Camp.

After rushing all the way back, when they returned, the sky had turned completely dark.

Fortunately, the villagers of Thacel Refugee Camp knew of their mission to rescue the villagers and many had gathered in the village square, anxiously awaiting news from General Kopofiel and the others. When they heard of their return, others also hurried over.

"The village leader and the others returned on their own, but none of the missing villagers were seen."

"Could it mean that those who disappeared have met misfortune?"

"Did they find out the reason for the disappearances?"

"What do we do? What should we do? It’s already dark. Will anyone disappear tonight? Will it be me? Or you? Or him?"

"What’s all the commotion for? The more chaos, the less likely we are to solve anything."

"Silence, everyone be silent. Let the village leader speak."

Cling! Clang!

The crisp sound of the Lute covered the sky above Thacel Refugee Camp, playing a spirited military melody filled with Thacel’s style. With its ups and downs, it perfectly conveyed the solemnity of a military formation.

In the music of the Lute lay an indescribable Magic Power, which made people involuntarily become intoxicated and compelled them to quiet down and listen.

The melody was known as the Charm Spell, also called Soul Soothing Melody.

It was a signature Special Ability of Bards.

By blending exquisite musical performance skills with Magic Power, they could resonate effects similar to magic, making the audience captivated, forcing them to focus their attention on the performer.

Due to the name, many people inherently rejected this ability, assuming that such a nefarious power was meant for controlling others.

The reality, of course, depended on the user.

Now, these Moon Elf maidens were using this power to calm the agitated emotions of the villagers.

After the performance finished, the commotion at the village square also subsided.

The Moon Elf girl leader slightly bowed and put away her instrument, then gestured to Kopofiel that it was time for him to make an appearance.

Understanding her signal, Kopofiel spurred his horse forward slightly and said, "This time, although we failed to rescue our villagers, we have identified the situation. It’s a group of vampires causing trouble; they have kidnapped our villagers to use as food. Rest assured, the vampires need our villagers for sustenance, so they won’t be in immediate danger of losing their lives."

"Vampires? My family members were actually kidnapped by vampires."

"I knew it, I knew it! I told you before it was the vampires’ doing, but none of you believed me. Now you believe it, huh? Ha ha, I was right. This silent and stealthy way of luring people out of their homes is just like the vampires from the legends."

"What do we do? What should we do? It’s already dark; are those vampires already on the move to kidnap more people from our village?"

"We can’t fight the vampires at all; shouldn’t we just run away?"

"Run? Now that it’s dark, the night belongs to the vampires. No matter how fast we run, can we outrun vampires that turn into bats and fly?"

"At a time like this, we should unite even more."

"Go home, hurry home. According to legend, as long as you don’t open the door to vampires, they can’t enter on their own. Let’s hurry back and lock all doors and windows."

"Most of those missing disappeared from their own homes, with the doors and windows left intact. I think your legend is unreliable; we can’t go home. We should go to the church; vampires definitely wouldn’t dare enter a church."

"The legend is true; vampires indeed can’t enter a house unless the owner opens the door. But they can disguise themselves, cast charm spells, and tempt the owner to open the door and walk out themselves, willingly becoming their prey."

"Don’t panic, let’s hear what the village chief has to say."

The mention of vampires immediately caused an uproar among the recently calmed Thacel refugees.

For ordinary people, the name ’vampire’ is all too notorious.

Many grew up listening to stories about them.

No matter how the stories about vampires were told, one common thread was that vampires are immensely powerful creatures that feed exclusively on human blood; they are the dark rulers who cannot be killed by anyone except sunlight.

Now, the dark monsters of legend had incredibly appeared in their lives, kidnapping so many friends and family members from their midst. What was even harder to accept, and indeed the most unacceptable, was that the night had already fallen, and they were about to become prey once again.

Clang!

The sound of the lute resonated once more.

Although this time there was no melody or magic power infused into it, it still gradually quieted the Thacel refugees.

This was a result of conditioned thinking.

Kopofiel spoke again, "In times like these, we absolutely must not panic. We need to be united, to pull through this together. We have already discussed how to deal with the vampires. Everyone just needs to make it through the night until the sun rises, and we’ll be saved.

Now, I’m assigning tasks. Kregi, you organize the group at the village entrance to all gather at the church to assist the priest in making as much holy water as possible.

Angus, you’re responsible for the inhabitants at the end of the village. Proceed to the granary, count the number of people, seal all windows, reinforce the main door with wooden boards, and then transport all the holy water from the church over there. No matter who asks to open the door, do not open it. Anyone entering must first be sprinkled with holy water, understood?"

"Understood," the two young men called upon replied in unison.

"Then start moving. You have one hour; the faster, the better. Coordinate the households you are responsible for, and try not to miss a single family, not one person."

"Understood."

This was the strategy discussed by Kopofiel and his people on their way back.

They would have no way to go out and would be in the dark about the situation of the refugees.

Most of these refugees were ordinary people, each of different quality.

Upon hearing the word ’vampire,’ many of them lost their composure, not to mention that they needed to pit their wits against the vampires.

Without telling them about the vampires, they wouldn’t take the matter seriously and wouldn’t follow orders strictly.

Therefore, the best choice was to gather everyone together and mutually protect one another.

The church would have been the ideal shelter, but their church was a temporary small one that could only accommodate a limited number of people.

Left with no other choice, they had to split into two groups, one at the church and one at the granary.

Not only were the refugees divided into two groups, but the soldiers led by Kopofiel and the Moon Elf girls were also split into two groups.

Kregi was in charge of the church side, while Kopofiel personally took charge of the granary side.

Given the level of avoidance and the number of people involved, the granary would unquestionably become the main focus of those vampires.

The obedience demonstrated by the Thacel refugees caught the watching Moon Elf bards off guard.

Their faces still showed unmistakable panic, but they did not raise significant objections to the arrangements of Kopofiel and his soldiers. As soon as they were named, they would without hesitation take their families and follow them.

Many young people voluntarily stepped out of the queue to join the soldiers in assisting the villagers in settling into the church and granary, demonstrating remarkable efficiency.

To achieve this, not only did Kopofiel and his group need to have outstanding prestige among these refugees, but the people themselves also needed to possess a high level of compliance.

Let alone the Elves, who cherish freedom by nature, even the usually free-spirited Valley People would have difficulty achieving this.

Even if they eventually complied with orders, they would likely argue and reason for a while, which would probably cause significant delays.

Howl, howl!

The howling of wolves in the wilderness was continuous and irregular, almost to an abnormal extent.