Fidmund suddenly felt a bit sympathetic towards Laine, looking at him with an understanding gaze.
Such a spirit of sacrifice, this is truly a human hero worthy of admiration!
"This vampire came to silence us, master, it was they who stole the Sea God Trident," the dark elf chimed in softly, "this band of rogue knights was incited by the high-rank vampires to steal the Sea God Trident."
"It was them indeed!" Fidmund gritted his teeth in hatred, seemingly having forgotten the dark elf's previous brutal interrogation, "And then?"
"Then this vampire came to silence us," the dark elf shifted her gaze to the deceased high-rank vampire, continuing, "A week later, on the plains twenty kilometers outside Margaret City, the mercenary corps hired by the vampires will conduct a transaction with this group of rogue knights."
"I see!" Laine grasped his chin, pulling out a bloodied Eagle Banner from his pocket, revealing his findings to the others.
