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Chapter 624 - 214. The Rebirth of the Rat Gang - Alliance Hierarch added more, ask for monthly ticket! 【13/15】_2

Chapter 624: 214. The Rebirth of the Rat Gang - Alliance Hierarch added more, ask for monthly ticket! 【13/15】_2

Murphy looked Doris up and down.

Although she seemed weak, the calluses on her fingers from constant training and her amazingly proportionate physique, as well as her characteristic silent stride, indicated she was no pushover.

She was a highly capable and well-trained shadow walker.

Confronted with Murphy’s doubts, Doris remained calm. She sighed and said:

"You’re right, I could have escaped, but what about my brothers? The wealth that I’ve accumulated over several years is all here. I can’t just abandon them."

"Alright, I admit, I was thinking that under such dire circumstances, relying on a powerful person might also be a survival strategy. After all, for us ’sewer rats,’ it’s all the same whose orders we follow."

"Especially since he’s a vampire."

"The Blood Vulture Clan is the ruler of these lands, aren’t they?"

"I admit it, my lord."

"We did him bad, very bad things. Most of the fleeing people who panicked and entered the sewers were slain by the powers of the Star Realm that followed. But some were brought here by us."

"I remember clearly, we managed to rescue at least two thousand people. That was the maximum this cavern could accommodate. I thought he planned to set up a ’Vampire Kingdom’ here, which was still within our toleration threshold."

"Serving as a Blood Servant to stay alive is not shameful, especially here in Transylvania."

"But then, the bastard revealed his true villainous nature!"

Doris gloomily gritted her teeth and said:

"He asked us to move corpses!"

"We had to bring back the bodies of unfortunate souls from the first and second levels and desecrate them with his evil spells, turning corpses into monsters. Like a snowball rolling down a hill, within a mere few days, his ghouls and resentful spirits had occupied the sewers."

"By that time, everyone knew he was no good, but we were in too deep."

"We had no chance to escape."

"I remember very clearly, on the seventh day after disaster, a rebellion broke out here. It began when some people discovered survivors moving above ground."

"The survivors were burning the city surface, probably trying to reclaim the city. We desperately wanted to join them. But that bastard brutally slaughtered anyone who tried to leave."

"He ordered his ghouls to kill at least half of us. The remaining people didn’t dare say another word."

"I don’t want to die like this!"

"I know that jerk won’t let us go in the end. No matter how much we give him, it’s never enough. Our lives are just the fruits he will harvest in the end."

"I’ve had enough. So, I decided to run."

"However, I overestimated the loyalty my brothers could maintain in the face of death..."

When she said this, Doris lifted her head, trying to make her terrible expression look sincere. She said to Murphy:

"My lord, I admit that I did bad things. I have no right to claim that I saved these people. But you need people right now...your territory needs people! I can serve you."

"I have experience as a slaver."

"Pardon my bluntness, but your ’job application’ sucks."

Murphy glanced at this survival-obsessed person and continued to ask:

"So, did Zivig already have a batch of ghouls before the disaster?"

"Yes! Those were his careful creation."

Doris quickly replied:

"I heard they were created by excavating graves. I also heard that this underground cavern was once the training ground of the Blood Vulture Clan during the Second Night War, but it was abandoned because of its difficult access."

"And when we initially started working with that jerk, he would disappear for a day every week."

"I suspected he was meeting someone, but although he became a vampire, he couldn’t hide his inherent sleaziness and despicability."

"He shamelessly claimed he would become the King of the Undead in Transylvania, but in my eyes, he was just a discarded pawn."

"At most a spy."

"To put it bluntly, with his qualifications, he would have trouble making a name for himself in the underworld. He was consumed by hedonism, always picking...those, um, rather unspeakable ’female slaves’."

"But he was brutal. Once he grew tired of them, he would throw them into a crowd of ghouls."

"He even tried to win me over, saying he would give me virgin blood and make me his Descendant. But I knew exactly what he was up to. I turned him down each time."

"Perhaps that’s what angered him."

"But even if I were totally desperate, I would never submit to such a shortsighted bastard."

"Do you know where the jerk met his contact?"

Murphy asked, Doris shook her head and said:

"How could I possibly know that? I’ve never even left this underground shelter. But if I had to say, every time that bastard returned, he carried a faint strange fragrance. Even though he tried to cover it up, I am a thief."

"I’m very sensitive to such matters."

"It was a woman’s perfume, very unique."

"It had a woody scent that didn’t seem like a perfume a human woman would choose."

"And the mud on his shoes when he returned wasn’t from nearby. If I had to say, it resembled the black mud deep inside a mine."

"I worked as a mine accountant for a period before becoming a slave raider, so I recognized that type of soil."