Army of the Damned

VOLUME 6 Chapter 4

After the heavy snowfall. Schon's trees were heavily coated with snow. The trucks and helicopters of the camp were half buried with it as Alana emerged from her tent, already seeing the commotion as the Combined Task Force of the UN started pushing snow off the rooftops of their vehicles and shoveling the wheels free as Mages used wind magic to hastily free their machines from their cold shackles.

She could see that Queen Elizabeth had already garnered a lot of attention, being unusually early on that day. Approaching the beauty in a Masquerade Mask, the soldiers give way while tipping their helmets and trying to make their best smiles to impress her. "Your Maj- I mean Carmilla, I've not noticed that you've awakened before me."

"Good Morning Countess. I'm just checking on the men. Our beauty and presence gives them immense morale. It is merely a duty for us to wake up early and energize them. So please, bear in mind to wake up early."

The Countess remembers Paul saying stuff about how their race is idolized in his world, making her facepalm. "Then, I shall be on my duties then." Lifting her chest up, the girl hardens her posture. "Do take care. Be sure to walk with pride. Mortals need something good to keep them working in these horrid conditions."

She raises her hand at shoulder level, showcasing her long and slender fingers underneath a silk white glove that reaches her elbow as she walks back to the Vampire side of the camp.

In her tent, Alana couldn't help but imagine what trouble her Lord might be in. Noting how she never felt like this before, having lived a privileged noble life, without much trouble. A thud is then heard outside, taking her attention, the lady in red stands up from her foldable chair and opens her tent flap to see a Vampire Ranger looking for her. The man in Adventurer outfit kneels before the woman and bows his head. "Lady Minuit! I've come to report that we've caught another Vampire that has been drinking the blood of our mortal livestock!"

Passing players hear this and they all look at her with confused and scared eyes, Queen Elizabeth claps her hand with great elegance, signaling everyone to continue on with their duties. Respecting the tall blonde, the soldiers go back to work while the Ranger smiles with fear. "Oops."

"Grrrrrr... I cannot have this now. Come inside my tent at once."

"O-of course Lady!"

Inside, she's given a debrief that the daughter of the Aresthal family had come inside one of her human villages and drank the blood of multiple people including children. Outside, golden locks fluttered from the cold air as UN soldiers blowtorching and lighting campfires underneath their M35A1s and Humvees saw the beauty standing idly by the large tent of the Countess.

"Those...!" she clenches her hand, her veins on her arm visibly showing as her palms crashed into her table. "After I warned them... they came back and disrespected my territory?!" She instinctively stood up and began tracing back and forth as her eyes looked down on the floor matting. Her eyes were fluttering wildly, her fingers touching her chin before she rested her cheek on her palm.

A silhouette then sneaks up behind her and puts her hands on her shoulders.

"I recommend you go. I'll take care of the search party and of your Knights, I assure you that it won't take us a week or more." The Vampire Ranger stood in awe of the magnificent blonde woman whose head was looking down, right into the back of Alana's head.

"But for now, you've been gone for far too long and must attend to your duties as a Countess. I am sure our Lord would want you to prioritize yourself over him. He's selfish like that." Alana raised her hand up to hold Elizabeth's. Her head turned sideways as her golden eyes looked at her. "Please, make sure he returns safe. I... cannot imagine losing him."