I, transformed into a vampire girl, sparked the Industrial Revolution.

Chapter 24 Dark Elf Knight?

On the coast, in the forest, and amidst nature, Alice breathes in the fresh, clean air. The adorable little girl is holding a Minie rifle, a dark-bodied weapon adorned with precious metals. It is the finest rifle carefully selected from mass-produced rifles and crafted by artisans.

Considering the needs of hunting, it is not adorned with ostentatious gems, but rather with patterns and designs carved from metal. The vampire bat wings and Alice's personal favorite emblem—a rifle and a forged hammer crossed—complement each other perfectly. The gothic style makes this rifle look like a work of art, although Alice does not intend to treat it as such.

The old-fashioned rifle was a bit too long in Alice's hands. For a big girl like her, it was like a child wearing ill-fitting clothes. In the mountains and forests, the weapon in Alice's hands was like a spear.

But it was still deadly. The 13mm Minié round was still a deadly weapon. Alice aimed at the target, pulled the trigger, and the hammer snapped down quickly, striking the percussion cap. The explosion ignited the propellant, and white smoke obscured the view.

Snapped!

The target fell, but more "prey" got up and struggled to fight back. Alice waved her hand, and a group of people suddenly appeared from the grass. The volley of 24 mountain hunters emitted black smoke that obscured their vision.

"charge!"

The unfinished business of that battle remains. In the mountains outside the city of Hira, a group of unknown origins is discovered by patrolling mountain hunters. Alice, who arrives in Hira by train, agrees to join this relaxing "hunt."

Half-body armor, plate armor, and expensive sashes—she looked like a private soldier of some noble family. Alice took out pre-loaded paper bullets from her waist and methodically loaded them.

"Damn it! We've been discovered!"

"There aren't many of them!"

Twenty-four hunters were indeed not many; there were probably around thirty in the mountains. A volley of fire only killed the guards on the outer perimeter.

Previously, Alice probably wouldn't have ordered a charge, but now, each hunter is equipped with two loaded M653 11.43mm 6-round revolvers. As mountain hunters, their firepower is more ferocious than that of ordinary column privates, and as special forces, they can freely choose weapons from Minié rifles to shotguns—many of them carry a double-barreled shotgun.

"Damn it! The vampire princess! It's her!"

Alice was dressed in a little dress, only she had changed the skirt into shorts. Death enveloped her legs, and two revolvers were strapped to her waist. A black, wide-brimmed, high-crowned felt hat covered her silver hair—they didn't know it was called a "cowboy hat."

"Gentlemen, I apologize for your illegal invasion of Amelanian territory. Now, surrender all your weapons and give me your lives, or I guarantee your corpses will be riddled with holes!"

Raising her gun, Alice was attacked by an armored demon. She pulled the trigger, and the lead bullet instantly felled him. No matter how strong a demon's body was, it could not survive a large-caliber lead bullet.

"She's out of ammo! Charge!"

It must be said that the news of that battle spread very quickly, and many people began to study it. Due to the lack of specific descriptions, many people compared it to the gunpowder weapons of the East.

However, the two cannot be compared.

"Oh, your emblem—Grant's mercenaries? Well, well, indeed a military noble!"

Alice dropped her weapon, and before her stood a large group of warriors wielding swords. Vampires were a superior race, and their unique abilities were not only proof of their status but also the guarantee of that status.

Alice closed her eyes and listened; the taste of blood was known in her heart, and everything around her was already in her mind.

"Wait! That's a vampire ability! A defensive formation!"

Bat wings rose from her back, and her blood-red eyes shone brightly. [Blood Sword Technique], the key to vampire battles, Alice found herself in a state similar to bullet time.

It must be said that Grant's mercenaries were well-trained, forming a formation in just a few seconds—a formation as solid as steel against melee weapons.

But it's not enough against .45 caliber lead bullets.

He drew his revolver, and in an instant, the gun spun in the air before being grasped by his fair hand. His other hand rested flat on the hammer.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

Six bullets, each corresponding to the death of a person. When everything returned to calm, the mercenaries wielding swords were astonished to see six dead people standing in front of the vampire princess.

The pistol traced circles in his hand as the hunters completely surrounded the camp. Six dead men lay on the ground, followed by swords and knives.

When firearms clash with cold weapons, fighting is one thing, but slaughter is another, and no one wants to resist such a force.

"Hey, what would the older generation think if they saw me using this method to modify the traditions of the vampire clan?"

The pistol twirled in her hand like a circus act before being placed in its holster at her waist. Alice strode forward; the surrendered mercenary spies were bound, and chainmail, iron armor, swords, and crossbows were carelessly tossed on the ground. The weapons that were once coveted were, in Alice's eyes, merely museum artifacts.

"Alright, alright, gentlemen, we really want to ask you, what exactly did that war noble send you here for?"

Alice looked at the surrendered soldier in front of her and quickly realized that the soldier had always been afraid of her—but the fear came more from the revolver at his waist.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

A sound came from a nearby tent. Alice drew her pistol and walked toward the tent.

"Oh, who is this—ah, what a cute little thing!"

The gray-haired elf was bound with ropes. Alice looked at her; she was a dark elf. To humans and demons, dark elves were the embodiment of calamity—but also a powerful force.

The dark elf was only slightly taller than Alice. Alice thought for a moment and realized that a dark elf of this age was only a teenager.

"Whoa! Let me go! I challenge you to a duel!"

"Alright, alright, little one, you're safe now. Relax. Were they the ones who tied you up?"

The little one is quite fussy. Alice touched her hair. Hmm, it's very soft. And the child is quite cute, just a bit noisy.

"Those armored bastards! I challenged them to a duel, and they actually ambushed me!"

"As a knight! This is an insult to the honor of knights!"

"But they're not knights, are they? They're just mercenaries?"

"But Mom said knights wear full plate armor..."

"So you came out without knowing anything?"

Alice untied the little creature, and the scent of the dark elf filled Alice's nostrils—she could smell her blood; it smelled wonderful and must taste delicious.

"If you added some roast chicken or something, it would definitely be a feast!"

Alice suddenly realized her own thoughts. How long had it been? She shook her head. This so-called "Dark Elf Knight" was truly astonishing.

"I am Rafis Yao, a Dark Elf Apprentice Knight!"

"But neither dark elves nor elves have any of those titles like 'knight,' do they?"

Alice glanced at Rafis. The little one was, to be fair, quite well-developed. Hmm, it would be really nice to bury her face in it.

"Your Highness, all the people have been brought back. The spoils await the arrival of the Planning Department—it should take about half an hour!"

"Private! Attention! What is the proper way to address a superior officer on the battlefield?"

"Report, sir!"

"Report to your sergeant major today and receive one hundred push-ups as punishment!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Wait, what did he say about you?"

Alice removed her hat and gave a gentlemanly bow: "Alice De La Leigh, let's just call her a vampire princess?"

Alice smiled and said that she did not expect that the dark elf "knight" in front of her would immediately kneel down on one knee, holding a sword that appeared out of nowhere, and perform the duties of a knight.

"Your Highness, I am willing to offer my loyalty and request that you knight me!"

Alice was both amused and exasperated, but thinking that she also needed a "secretary" and couldn't rely on Ange for everything, Alice picked up her sword and, mimicking the etiquette from old movies, tapped Rafis's shoulders on both sides.

“Alright~ I, Alice Delalaye, in the name of the vampire princess, hereby appoint Rafis Yao as a Royal Guard Knight.”

When Rafis felt the object in her hand again, she looked up and saw that it was not the knight's sword she had picked up from the ground, but a strange weapon with black and dark blue stripes and gold thread decorations.

"Alright, my knight doesn't need such strange things. Let's go, Rafis, it's time to test your loyalty."

Alice handed Rafis the Minié rifle that had just been dropped on the ground, fitted with a bayonet. Rifle Knight, born in grand style!