vncnus Chapter 73 The Bloody Wedding
Chapter 73 The Bloody Wedding
Chapter 73 The Bloody Wedding
Overall, Calvin Thomas's wedding was quite grand. First, it was witnessed by the gods in the church, and then they went to Viscount Thomas's mansion for a grand banquet.
Viscount Thomas's banquet hall was very large; although the viscount had fallen on hard times, he still had a decent property.
Although it looks very luxurious, it seems to have been neglected for some time.
Nobles' mansions had to be repaired every year, even if nothing was broken, because if they didn't repair them for a year, other nobles would know that the noble's financial situation was not very good.
For nobles who valued dignity, it was better to kill them.
The nobles who attended Calvin Thomas's wedding were well aware that the villa would soon be renovated, as the bride's dowry was very generous.
Sitting in the corner, Raphael quietly observed these impoverished nobles. He couldn't understand why these pig-like fellows were living such meaningless lives.
He thought this in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. Instead, he offered his sincere blessings to the Calvin couple.
Just as the banquet was about to end, Raphael took out his cigarette case and walked out of the banquet hall.
Because many gentlemen were already smoking outside like him, Raphael's behavior went unnoticed.
But after smoking a cigarette, he didn't go back immediately. Instead, on his way to the restroom, he quickly hid.
Viscount Thomas's poverty did Raphael a great favor; the bodyguards he hired were not very professional and were only good at scaring ordinary people.
In addition, the viscount's mansion was so large that there was practically no security to speak of.
This allowed Raphael to calmly hide a backpack here the night before last, and he quickly took off his formal attire and completed his transformation.
In the banquet hall, the groom, Calvin, was undoubtedly the protagonist of the day. People came over to offer their blessings and chatted with him warmly.
Just as Calvin was getting a little drunk, screams came from the doorway.
As Caven held his wine glass, he saw a tall figure appear at the door. He didn't remember anyone being that tall, so he rubbed his eyes and looked closely.
When a waiter dropped a plate, it was as if a button had been pressed, and screams erupted throughout the banquet hall.
The bishop of the Church of the Goddess of Night, who had come to attend the banquet, prayed to the goddess while splashing holy water he carried with him onto Raphael.
Raphael, the werewolf who had been splashed with water, wiped his face with his hand, then picked up a large bottle of red wine from the table and smashed it on the bishop's head.
At the previous banquet, Raphael had already observed carefully that the bishop was not an extraordinary person.
Although he possessed some knowledge about the extraordinary, he lacked understanding of werewolves, and the methods used to deal with them were found in "The Book of Night."
He hadn't considered the methods mentioned above at all, and they were completely ineffective.
That's because the holy water mentioned in the Book of Revelation has been blessed by the gods and has the effect of putting the target into a deep sleep.
As for today's guests, there are some extraordinary individuals, but these nobles who came to the wedding have long since fallen on hard times, and none of them are "middle-order" extraordinary individuals.
These nobles, who had no real combat experience, were just as panicked as ordinary people, and they hid from the werewolves in front of them.
This is also because the nobles are not in good financial condition, so the extraordinary bodyguards they can hire are all "low-sequence" extraordinary individuals.
Moreover, they didn't know each other, let alone cooperate, and they wouldn't dare to fight a werewolf alone.
In an instant, the entire banquet hall descended into chaos as everyone tried to avoid the werewolf before them.
After Raphael knocked down the bishop, he leisurely walked towards Kaven.
Kaven had already seen that the tall figure approaching him was a werewolf. He was also very scared, but he felt that he could not lose his noble dignity at this time.
So, with trembling legs, he smiled and said, "Mr. Werewolf, I've heard of you. Are you also here for my wedding?"
At this moment, Raphael had already come to the groom, picked up a glass of wine from the table, and drank it all in one gulp.
Kaven quickly offered, "Please try some of that delicious lamb over there."
He breathed a sigh of relief; just as rumored, this werewolf would not intentionally harm others.
Calvin believed that his composure at that moment would surely be widely praised in aristocratic circles.
The werewolf glanced at the people around him. Some were servants, and others were impoverished nobles offering their blessings. They were all stunned, and at the same time, they cast admiring glances at Kaven.
Then, everyone saw the werewolf give a contemptuous smile, then press one hand down on Calvin's head and the other on his shoulder.
puff~
Calvin's head was twisted off by the werewolf!
It was as casual as picking a watermelon from a vine.
From the headless cavity, a large amount of blood gushed out.
"Ah~"
Several people nearby were sprayed with blood and fell to the ground with screams.
Raphael, the werewolf, held Calvin's head and placed it on top of the cake that had just been pushed in.
Because his attack was so sudden, Calvin still had a smile on his face.
The groom's smiling head appeared on the wedding cake, and it didn't seem too out of place.
Raphael also felt that his impromptu design was very artistic—bloody art.
Raphael then quickly left the banquet hall.
He knew very well that although these nobles had fallen on hard times, they were still nobles, and some of them should be able to quickly contact the official extraordinary individuals.
"Wait a minute!" At that moment, a man in his thirties stepped forward, holding a revolver, and said to Raphael, "You killed the groom at the wedding banquet, are you just going to leave like this?"
Raphael shrugged: What else?
The man shouted, "Let's attack him together—"
Just as he finished speaking, the werewolf Raphael charged toward the man with the gun with ghostly steps.
The gunman immediately opened fire.
膨~
The running werewolf suddenly dodged, easily avoiding the bullet fired from the pistol.
In the next instant, the werewolf appeared in front of the man with the gun and kicked him away.
The group of people who had just been persuaded by the man to fight back immediately hid again, realizing that this werewolf was very strong.
Raphael glanced at the badly wounded gunman, then continued on his way; he needed to hurry.
Once outside the banquet hall, the werewolf sped off, leaped over the wall, and disappeared into the woods.
About half a minute later, Raphael, having changed his clothes again, quietly joined the crowd outside the banquet hall and asked a still-shaken member of the clan, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
The nobleman breathed a sigh of relief: "By the storm above, that really was a werewolf!"
"It's alright, it's alright." Raphael reassured her with a barely perceptible smile, "The werewolf is gone!"