- Then now we hunt to the max and meet back here in two hours.
Alexander habitually marked the spot by peeing on the tree.
- Let's do it!
A few hours later, the sleeping bandit camp appeared before the vampires in all its "splendor"! Dirt, stench, chaos. Killing and plundering parasites didn't even have the sense to live at least a little better than animals. But those who were used to not valuing other people's lives, did not know how to value their own.
The seven fighters easily overcame the guards without causing alarm. The outermost huts were the first to receive the wrath of the punishers. One fighter per "dwelling", go in, knock out the sleepers by any means and stealthily pass to the next hut. The attackers had already started to think that everything would be so smooth until the end, and apparently relaxed a little.
It was the scout who messed up. He didn't pay attention to the small commotion in the hut he was going to penetrate, thinking that the bandits were just stirring in their sleep. Turns out one was quietly screwing the other. Even complete cattle do not want to be a laughingstock in their group, so the couple hid their passions and tried to indulge in them in complete secrecy, which for the locals meant "deep night". The vampire interrupted such an "act of love" by quietly injecting an "electric shock" into the man lying on his side, and was a little frightened when his victim's neighbor screamed.
Bandits could be accused of anything, but their survival instinct was the strongest. As soon as the screams were heard, the bandits, who had not yet been sedated, jumped out of their huts with weapons. Vampires did not make a tragedy because of failure, and did not hesitate for a second to continue their work. It was just that now the conditions had changed, the goal remained the same.
Somewhere steel rang, somewhere wounded screamed, but there was no stopping, the number of bandits in consciousness was sharply decreasing. And then they did what they knew how to do perhaps better than anything else in the world, the bastards ran.
The three men ran through the woods, not really recognizing the road. In the darkness they could see almost nothing and often bumped into various obstacles that somehow stopped their run. A real forest was very different from a city park. Alexander, who rushed in pursuit only a few minutes later, easily caught up with the first of the fugitives, the bandit had just tripped over a root and was trying to continue his run on four limbs, as he could hear well that he was being overtaken.
A blow to the head interrupted his efforts to get up. The other two were caught almost as easily. Now it was necessary to carry the bastards back to the camp, and it was disgusting to even touch them, but the vampire overcame himself and did not entrust this dirty work to his subordinates, who were busy at that moment with the same actions as their leader.
When the prisoners were audited, it turned out that the seven had worked perfectly well and hadn't killed anyone. Yes, there were nine wounded, but they were all alive and would be so when they fell into the hands of the executioner, with severed limbs people live a long time. It was not for them, but it would be different people who would educate the bandits. The vampires had done their job, the only thing left to do was to make sure that a hundred of the ducal retinue would bring this carrion to Cass. Alexander was determined to please the Duchess.
The line of bound bandits made a depressing impression on the village, which was not entered until evening. Leaf was characterized by some intelligence, or rather cleverness, and forbade his own to touch the local population. So it quickly became a symbiosis between the villagers and the forest bandits, with both sides benefiting from the presence of the other.
And now the bandits were gone and it was not clear at all, and how the nobles would react to voluntary cooperation with them. If the village knew that the Duchess's younger sister had been killed, everyone would have run away long ago, but no one had such information and the peasants stayed where they were, hoping for "chance".
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