Chapter 18 "They're Wrong, We Screwed Up"

In the end, Hao Ren and Hasse's attention returned to Amutera's last words. After seeing Amutera's research data, their thoughts were involuntarily guided to those theories about innate antagonism and conspiracy theories, so what did "screwed up" in the last words refer to?

Was it the conspiracy theory part, or the source of the innate antagonism? Or was it something not stated in these research materials?

"The key now is the lack of information on the Ancarte family," Hasse said with some emotion, looking at Amutera's body, while slowly speaking, "Amutera's written records are missing only these things, I'm afraid they were destroyed or transferred. Now it can be determined that the Ancarte family is also studying the phenomenon of innate antagonism. If we can know the progress of their research, we should be able to understand the deep meaning of this last sentence."

At this time, Bai Huo walked over from the side and went straight to Hasse: "Mentor, some situations."

"What's wrong?"

Bai Huo lowered her head: "The body of Elder Andaher hasn't been found, nor are the bodies of several demon hunter masters and some other missing people here."

Hasse's eyebrows furrowed immediately: "...Have you checked the rooms near the hall and the corridor on the left?"

"Checked," Bai Huo nodded, "In addition, people were sent to search the streets and houses near the hall, but no clues about the missing persons were found. Master Tutanin believes that they should have been transferred to other places during the fierce battle, but because there are too many traces at the scene... it is impossible to trace."

Hasse closed his eyes slightly and nodded gently, while Hao Ren remembered something and reminded him: "By the way, the patriarch of the Ancarte family isn't here either."

"They are the most powerful warriors, they should have broken through from here," Hasse opened his eyes, his eyes flickering with starlight-like light. He observed the clues in the hall from the special perspective of the hunter's spirit vision. In his special vision, this hall was occupied by various colorful colors and strange things, and various strange patterns and things that looked like human faces appeared on the damaged tables, chairs, and walls. Those were the imprints left by the dead souls and energy. "There is Andaher's aura, she was indeed here, but I can't find out which direction she left from."

As Hasse spoke, he looked at Wayne, who was silent on the side: "Wayne Walter, right? Do you know of any shelter-like facilities in this city?"

Wayne opened his mouth with some hesitation. After being glared at by Vivian, he reluctantly said: "There is more than one such place, and I only know about two or three of them—after all, I am not a member of the Ancarte family."

Izhaks asked: "Where do you think they might retreat to?"

"Looking along the horizontal axis of the family hall, you should be able to see a particularly tall obelisk. Under that obelisk is the resting place of the Ancarte family's past patriarchs. If Vogus... if he was still maintaining his sanity at the time, he should have taken people there."

Vogus was the name of the current patriarch of the Ancarte family.

Hasse immediately called out to two demon hunters passing by, and also called Tutanin, who was collecting blood samples: "You three follow Wayne and go to the Ancarte family's resting place to see if Elder Andaher is there. Pay attention to safety, and if you encounter the Chaos Shadows, warn us no matter what."

When the three demon hunters heard that a vampire was going to lead the team, their faces were filled with reluctance. So Vivian glared at them again, and Wayne also protested slightly, Vivian glared back again...

Finally, these four people left as a team. Vivian sighed helplessly: "Really troublesome, it's like taking care of children, what are you fussing about."

Hao Ren was amazed by this scene. In any case, Vivian miraculously suppressed the situation with her majesty, and those who were suppressed also included demon hunters. Although he knew that Vivian's seniority had a great weight in the eyes of these old monsters, he still didn't quite understand how a vampire could have such great majesty based on seniority alone, so he secretly approached Bai Huo and asked in a low voice: "It seems that you demon hunters are also quite... uh, in awe of Vivian?"

Bai Huo glanced at her mentor, then lowered her head and lowered her voice: "Younger demon hunters are actually okay, but demon hunters with a little more experience know the name of Countess Ansu. At least those who came today are seniors."

Hao Ren clicked his tongue: "Tsk, I don't understand. Why does Vivian have such a big influence? Just because of her seniority?"

Bai Huo looked in Vivian's direction, confirmed that the other party was not paying attention here, and then whispered: "Imagine yourself being born into an ancient family, and then almost every ancestor in your family has been beaten by the same person since ancient times. Your family's ancient books are full of stories about this person bullying each generation of your ancestors. Can you imagine how much deterrence this person would have on your family?"

Hao Ren: "..."

Vivian's voice came faintly: "Stop whispering, I'm listening."

Bai Huo immediately exclaimed "Ah" in a small voice, while Hao Ren awkwardly walked towards Vivian: "Speaking of which, your fierce reputation is far and wide—didn't you say that you love peace?"

"I do love peace," Vivian rolled her eyes helplessly, "Except when I lose control and go crazy, I haven't fought anyone. Uh, of course, small frictions are inevitable from time to time, after all, the world situation in ancient times was too chaotic."

Lily looked at Vivian and then at Hasse and Bai Huo in confusion: "But looking at their eyes, what you did back then was probably not a small friction, right?"

Vivian turned her face away: "Occasionally life was too difficult, so I went to grab some food and clothing. In that barbaric era, that wasn't too much, right?"

Hasse sighed: "But just to grab a meal, you could stir up the whole city."

Vivian glared: "That's because you guys always made things big! How would I know that you would summon all the soldiers in the city to fight me just to protect a table of food?! I don't ask for much, okay!"

Hao Ren couldn't help but interject at this point: "Was it that serious?"

"What do you think?" Vivian folded her arms, "You don't know, once in Northern Europe I just took four potatoes, and the demon hunters sent almost 10,000 people to block the mountains! I didn't encounter such a protective and desperate situation even when I fought with the Aibon werewolves!"

Even the usually calm Hasse couldn't calm down at this time: "The oldest vampire suddenly rushed into the city aggressively, who would believe you if you said you were just here for a meal? Just showing your face is enough to put the entire city-state on alert, okay? I wasn't there for the incident you mentioned, but I can guess that the demon hunter in charge of guarding at the time was even more depressed than you: after he mobilized all the troops in the city, you actually just took a few potatoes and left..."

Although Hasse didn't have much contact with Vivian in the past, Vivian's major deeds were world-famous. After the two talked for a while, they suddenly fell silent and sighed without saying a word. Hao Ren stared blankly for a long time, and finally felt that he couldn't look directly at Vivian's unlucky fate anymore—she was clearly above ten thousand people in terms of strength and prestige, and anyone who had her skills could walk sideways for a lifetime, but how could she be so mixed up like this?

Lily couldn't help but mutter beside her: "Bat, you're also stubborn. Why bother with those people? It's safer to rob civilians."

"What's safe about that," Vivian sighed, "Someone like me attracts attention wherever I go, not to mention that there are demon hunter informants wherever there are people. I accidentally exposed my identity by the Seine River, and demon hunters from the Nile almost formed a group to hunt me down... At that time, I really hoped that I was a little-known character, at least I wouldn't have such high hatred. But it got better slowly. After the end of the mythical era, the world became more peaceful, and the demon hunters slowly became too lazy to bother me... I guess it's because I beat up every one of their grandfathers, so when these grandsons face me, they will be particularly embarrassed, so everyone simply avoids me."

The expression on Hasse's face... let's not describe it.

Vivian's words also reminded Hao Ren of the similar conflict between her and the Aibon werewolf family. These things are almost unimaginable in today's relatively peaceful Earth, but in the mythical era of alien melee, this chaos was the norm—otherwise there wouldn't be so many legends about the wars of the gods, the twilight of the gods, and divine punishment disasters. But who knew that the real situation of some divine war legends was just a vampire being hungry?

"So there are rumors among demon hunters and aliens that 'the Countess of the Crimson Moon' is inherently capricious," Hasse said with a wry smile, "This is not only because she occasionally loses control and hurts people, but also because she often has some inexplicable actions. But if you hadn't heard it with your own ears, who would believe that the reason why such a great figure ran out to make trouble was just because she was hungry?"

Hao Ren nodded in understanding: "It seems that she is quite dangerous when she is hungry, but she will be safe when she is full."

Vivian frowned at Hao Ren: "I feel like your description is weird... Do you also have this mentality when you raise a cat?"

They talked about Vivian's messy and glorious deeds, while waiting for the experienced investigators to complete the sampling and analysis of the entire hall. The extremely tense atmosphere after the meeting of demon hunters and aliens was finally relieved unconsciously. Even Hasse didn't realize that the hunting instinct in his blood that had been restless since just now had completely disappeared unconsciously.

None of the demon hunter investigators busy working around noticed the complete disappearance of their hunting instinct.

And at the same time that this unnoticed change was quietly happening, in the hall, under the collapsed pillars, under the scattered tables and chairs, under the fallen corpses, the shadows were slowly moving.