Holy Warrior Liu Bei

Chapter 16 Asdalon

"Asteron, I find it strange. You don't seem like a good person. How could you agree to that paladin's request without even discussing compensation?"

This problem bothered Gail all night.

He made a deal with Asdalon last night.

He let Asderon take a small sip, and Asderon helped by providing magical items for him to absorb to suppress the restlessness within his body.

Because of this transaction, they learned each other's secrets.

Asdallen's true identity is a vampire clone, a cruel, selfish vampire clone who finds pleasure in the suffering of others.

Without the power of a vampire, they are controlled by vampires and, like vampires, can only hide in the darkness.

"Yes, why is that?"

Asdallen was also wondering about this.

He has been a vampire for over two hundred years. Although he was able to retain his kind heart when he first became a vampire, this kindness caused him immense suffering.

He was buried underground by his vampire master for a year.

Throughout that year, he desperately tried to escape. Inside that cramped, dark, and damp coffin, he frantically scratched at the coffin lid with his fingernails, day after day. His fingernails broke, and blood flowed freely, but even with his fingers broken again and again, he could not escape, not even die.

In the darkness, he was accompanied only by endless loneliness and pain. No savior came to his rescue, and in the end, he succumbed.

He became devoid of empathy, cruel, and selfish, taking pleasure in the suffering of others and never even dreaming of salvation.

And now he has not only broken free from the control of the vampire Khazador, but has also become "kind"?

He couldn't answer Gale's question, or rather, he didn't want to answer it.

Inside the camp, looking at the group of expelled Tifflins, he actually felt a pang of pity.

This is not the kind of sympathy influenced by mind-stealers.

This group of Tiflins, like him, were outcasts, forced to wander and roam.

Their fate is so similar to that of themselves, who are vampire offspring. Although they do not have a cruel master like Qazador torment them, the torment that fate inflicts on the Tieflins is no less severe.

But there was one guy who took the initiative to help this group of people who were regarded as "children of the devil," and he did not regard the Tifflins as outsiders. He even stood up and rebuked the druids when they called them devils.

Maybe I was infected by that guy.

However, Asdallen will not admit it.

However, in this group full of oddballs, it would be a bit strange to act too much like a normal person.

Look at the kind of people your teammates are.

Gale, a mage from Waterdeep, the lover of the Goddess of the Magic Web, is an arrogant fellow who must periodically absorb magical items to sustain his life.

Shadowheart, Shar's priestess, a pitiful wretch with amnesia;

Lyezel, a Gith Yankee warrior infected with Mind Flayer tadpoles like him, is second only to Gale in arrogance. Although he has a foul mouth, he is easy to deal with if you find the right way. He is a typical example of someone who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. I really don't know how someone like him survives in the Gith Yankee community.

Without the Mind Flayer Tadpole, this group of people would never have been able to get together.

"Gail, do you think we can trust what it says? Can it really solve the little thing we see?" Asdallen asked Gale.

Although this mage from Waterdeep was a bit arrogant, his knowledge far surpassed that of Asdalon.

Currently, the team only has one Githyanki who knows little about the surface world and one poor amnesiac, so the only person Asderon can consult is Gale.

Moreover, the two knew some of each other's little secrets, and their relationship was closer than that of the other two.

"Do you believe the devil would be so kind?" Gale glanced at Lyezel beside him. "I'm more inclined to believe the Githyanki's nursery, after all, they fought the Mind Flayer Empire in the Astral Plane for so many years."

Gale's words sounded more like an excuse to Asdalon.

Asdallen's stereotype of mages was that they were a group of people who devoted themselves to the pursuit of knowledge.

Gith Yankees are not common on the Material Plane of Faerûn, and their nurseries are even rarer.

Asdallen had his own decision. He was fed up with being controlled by others, and making a deal with the devil was tantamount to offering up his own soul and becoming a dog at the devil's beck and call!

Those days will only be more painful than when I was under the vampire's command!

"Something seems to have happened over there!"

As Asdallen and Gale were talking in hushed tones, Shadowheart and Lyezel, who were already walking ahead, saw the change happening ahead!

The two of them caught up and saw a man and a woman standing helplessly around a seriously injured person on a forest path.

The woman knelt on the ground in anguish, pleading, "You are a true soul, you cannot die. Please, don't leave us!"

The true soul?

Asdallen looked at Gale, his meaning clear: he wanted to ask Gale what the True Soul was.

Gale shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion. Clearly, the things he had encountered on this adventure were things he had never seen in the books of the Mage Tower. For a moment, he had a disorientation about where he was.

He's only been gone from Faerûn for a few days, so why are there so many things he claims he doesn't know?

Not getting the answer he wanted, Asdallen stepped forward.

He didn't know why he had become so nosy, or rather, he had become so kind. A few days ago, before he boarded the Nautilus warship and had the Mind Flayer tadpoles implanted, he would have only one option in this situation: sneak up and knock out the two still-alive guys, then savor a mouthful of the blood of the one who wasn't dead yet—he might accidentally drink too much and kill him!

Is it because of the transformation of the Mind-Stealing Tadpole?

Asdaren shook his head. If it were only because of the Mind Flayer Tadpole's influence, he wouldn't have stood by and watched Shadowheart die on the Nautilus.

Of course, even if he were to save her, he couldn't, since he didn't know how to activate the Mind Flayer's ability.

Perhaps it's because of the sunlight?

If that's the case, then it might make sense; otherwise, he wouldn't have advised Kahar to let that poor little girl, Tiflin, go!

The death of a child?

What a wonderful classic play!

Unfortunately, he ruined it.

"You! Don't come any closer!"

The brown-haired woman was very wary, staring at Asdallen and his group with a hint of anger in her sorrowful eyes.

Just as Asdallen was about to explain, a strange rune imprinted on the woman's body lit up, and Asdallen also felt a strange reaction within his body.

The reaction came and went so quickly that Asdell thought it was an illusion. He chose not to investigate the cause of the reaction for the time being, but instead asked what had happened.

He had a feeling that perhaps this woman would tell him everything she knew!