Quentin was transformed into a vampire when he was in his twenties as a human. It was too long ago, and Quentin was unwilling to recall the past, so it is impossible to verify.
But he still remembered how he transitioned from a human to a vampire.
There was no gradual process, no gradual adaptation. He was captured by a human wizard. The cruel reality instantly taught him to recognize his new identity, which was completely severed from the previous twenty years.
The wizard who captured him was an acquaintance of his.
He was his neighbor when he was a human.
Therefore, after being transformed into a vampire, he chose to seek help from the old neighbor who he thought was knowledgeable and kind in his panic and confusion.
However, when facing the vampire, the kind-looking old man showed a chilling expression.
Mean, greedy, and cruel.
The way he looked was like he was looking at an inanimate object.
He was captured by his own neighbors.
Captured by a neighbor whom he trusted and relied on.
Like a bird walking into a trap, it foolishly bumped into the spider's web.
It was actually delivered to my door.
The old man, who was gentle and amiable in daily life, tore off his hypocritical appearance in front of him, revealing his unknown dark side.
He was carried onto the experimental table by the old man.
"Quentin, I need to open your body and take a look. What do you think is a better way...breaking your ribs, splitting your chest, or slashing your belly, tearing open your abdominal cavity?"
Endless cruel experiments.
The old man's devilish muttering in his ear at that time became a nightmare that he could not get rid of.
If they show any resistance, they will be subjected to repeated light punishment.
As a result, he became extremely sensitive to light for a long time after his escape.
It also made him, as a human being, hate humans immensely in a very short period of time.
The dark scene lasted for a long, long time.
Until escape.
Speaking of escaping, he didn't do it on his own.
The old wizard was a member of an organization. One day, after obtaining new magical materials, he was thrown to the organization while he was tortured to death.
He and many other magical creatures with the same suffering were imprisoned in a huge prison, waiting for their unknown fate.
One day, this prison was broken into by someone from the outside.
Just one person broke in alone and was invincible.
All the guard dogs were killed, and the imprisoned magical creatures, including Quentin, were freed.
The one who broke the cage was a wizard from the Camarilla.
Therefore, as soon as he was freed, he immediately went to find the base of the Camarilla, joined it, and tried to find the hero who saved him that day.
"Wait, is this wizard you're talking about a wandering wizard?" Yolande interrupted Quentin in surprise, "Are you the magical creature that escaped from the Red Sand Camp incident?"
They have arrived at their mission location - a flat ice field next to Leigu Town, where a layer of gauze-like fog is still quietly spreading.
But they did not start the patrol. Instead, they listened to Quentin, who was suddenly willing to speak, and talked about his past.
However, he was extremely vague in many places, and Ash and the others had to guess and imagine to piece together a complete past.
The Red Sand Camp mentioned by Yolande at this time was also seen by Ash in the book.
It happened a few years ago.
The Red Sand Camp was once a large management office of the Wizarding Association for the placement of magical creatures. However, it was attacked from the outside by a wizard from the Secret Alliance, who broke through the camp's defenses and released all the magical creatures inside, causing heavy losses to the Wizarding Association.
This wizard is a high-ranking member of the Secret Alliance and is extremely mysterious. To date, no information about his appearance or identity has been left in the Wizarding Association, and even his name is unknown.
The Wizards Association's spies planted at the top level of the Secret Alliance were unable to find out any information about him.
Because his comings and goings were unpredictable and his whereabouts were a mystery, the Wizarding Association gave him a code name: Wandering Soul.
The Wandering Wizard is one of the most wanted criminals of the Wizarding Association.
"That's right." Quentin sneered, "That prison is called Red Sand Camp. But on the surface, Red Sand Camp is the management office of the Wizarding Association, but in fact it is completely controlled by another organization. They do things that you wizards don't allow. Capturing and killing protective magical creatures, underground auctions, and even selling humans themselves... They do these things, but you know nothing about it."
That organization was the one the old wizard used to experiment on him belonged to.
This organization infiltrated the Wizarding Association and the Secret Alliance, and the symbol that identifies its identity is a flower pattern.
——Five petals, slender stamens, and from the outline of the flower, you can vaguely make out the shape of a screaming ghost face.
"I always thought that this organization had been eradicated by Mr. Youhun." Quentin looked gloomy. "I didn't expect to see members of this organization again today. Damn it! They can even revive!"
He raised his head and looked at everyone, his dark red eyes turning scarlet again: "You are from the Wizard Association. Now that you know about this organization, you will definitely take action to destroy them, right? I tell you these things. In exchange, when you take action, you must take me with you!"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment... Uh, could the organization Quentin was talking about be the mysterious organization they have been targeting recently?
First, the elf tribe was hunted and killed, and Jane Fairbairns's people were killed by the mysterious organization.
Later, there was human trafficking, and even the young master of the Prince family, Yang Prince, dared to sell them to Rachel as experimental materials.
What a coincidence.
In other words, this mysterious organization has done all kinds of bad things, and its victims are all over Iluf. If you pick out a few people at random, one of them must have a grudge against them, right?
Ash blinked and agreed with Quentin, "Yeah, I'll definitely take you with me."
Quentin slowly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes and stared at his toes. After a long while, he stammered out two weak words: "Thank you...thank you."
Ash smiled and said, "You're welcome." He looked at Sigourney, Yolande and the others, and in everyone's affirmative eyes, he confessed to Quentin the real purpose of their trip.
I didn't mention it before because Quentin wasn't needed for the mission, Sigourney was enough.
Now that Quentin wants to join, and as a vampire in the Swamp of the Dead, he can maximize his strength, so it is not a problem to bring him along. Naturally, the truth must be told.
Quentin who learned the truth: "..." So, even if he didn't confess his past, didn't beg them to take him with them, and didn't say thank you, they would still take the initiative to cause trouble for the mysterious organization?
Suddenly regret!
"I have a question..." Yelena stared at Quentin, her face full of confusion, "It was a wizard who saved you, right?"
"It was Mr. Youhun who saved me!" When Quentin mentioned this name, his expression became different, a brighter one.
"Is that so?" Yelena asked in confusion, "The wizard ghost is a human being. You hate humans so much, calling them mean and sinister every day... Didn't you scold him too?"
Quentin showed a surprised expression, "What are you saying?" "How can Mr. Wandering Soul be the same as you humans? How dare you compare yourself to him? Are you on the same level?"
Yelena: “…” For the first time, I realized that even though we are human beings, we may not be on the same level.
"So, is there any news about the whereabouts of the organization now?" Quentin turned his head and asked Yolande impatiently.
Yolande spread his hands and said, "Be patient." He clapped his hands and said, "Come on, let's divide into groups. Although this is to cover the mission we have accepted, we still have to complete it with all our heart and soul. This is the first batch of missions our Captain America has accepted, so we have to be careful."
Ash consciously stood next to Sigourney.
Others: “…” Ash is the only one who dares to be in a group with Sigourney, right?
Then, according to their strength, the patrol teams were quickly formed, with Yolande and Ivan in one group, and Quentin and Yelena in another.
"Divide the areas that each of you is responsible for." Yolande projected a corner of the map out of thin air. It was the area that the middle-aged wizard in the mission hall had just shown them. He divided the area into three parts. "Ash, you and Scarlet Moon will go..."
"Go here." Sigourney interrupted Yolande and pointed decisively and simply to a small area.
Yolande stared at the map curiously. What was so good about that area? Why did Scarlet Moon choose it?
He looked at it a few times but couldn't figure out what it was.
He turned his head and discussed with Yelena and Quentin about dividing the remaining two areas.
"Start from here, patrol around, and then gather here." Yolande said softly, "Be careful and alert, and let's go."
The three two-person teams separated and headed in different directions.
Ash followed Signy and walked for a long distance in the mist before he heard Signy, who had been unusually silent from the beginning, finally speak: "I told you before that I'll take you to a place when we get to the Near Abyss Mountains."
He paused, "This place isn't far from here. Now, shall we go?"
Ash's eyes lit up: "Go!"
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