Top Tier Perversion: Dual Cultivate Secretly

[Volume Two: Karma Comes Due]

The second bell continued to ring.

Its deep toll passed through Copper Town’s walls and rattled the windows of the buildings near the northern gate.

Railguards rushed along the roads, directing the villagers who had entered away from the walls.

Children were carried toward the temporary shelters while the injured were taken to the guardhouses and nearby clinics.

Vincent followed Vanessa into one of those guardhouses.

She sat on a wooden bench with her back against the stone wall while Felicia knelt beside her.

Blood ran along Vanessa’s left arm and dripped from her fingers, leaving small red spots on the floor.

"Remove the coat, M’lady."

Vanessa pulled her arm out of the military coat without complaint. The white sleeve beneath was torn near the shoulder and almost completely soaked in blood.

Felicia took out a pair of scissors from a leather case and cut through the sleeve.

Three claw marks ran from Vanessa’s shoulder to her upper arm. They weren’t deep enough to expose the bone, but the torn flesh continued bleeding.

Vincent stood opposite them and stared at the wounds with a pained expression.

He had seen Vanessa surrounded by corpses just a few minutes ago. She had continued fighting while holding a spear and axe as if the blood on her clothes belonged to someone else.

Only now did Vincent realize quite a bit of it was hers.

"Is that all?" he asked with a soft sigh.

Vanessa looked at him.

"What else do you want there to be?"

Vincent realized his words sounded a bit wrong and replied, "That’s not what I meant."

He pointed at her shoulder.

"I’m asking whether there are more injuries."

"A bite on her thigh and bruising around the ribs," Felicia answered before Vanessa could. "None of the wounds reached the bone or damaged her organs."

Vincent felt slightly relieved.

Felicia opened another compartment inside the leather case and took out a small porcelain bottle. She removed the cork and poured a dark red pill onto her palm.

Vanessa looked at it and frowned.

"That isn’t necessary."

"It is."

"I have taken worse injuries."

"And I treated those too."

Felicia held the pill before Vanessa’s mouth.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Vanessa eventually opened her mouth and swallowed it without water.

Vincent watched the interaction and asked, "What did you give her?"

"A Blood Replenishment Pill."

Felicia took out another bottle containing a fine white powder. She first cleaned the wounds using warm water mixed with a strong-smelling medicinal liquid, then sprinkled the powder over the torn flesh.

Vanessa’s fingers twitched when it touched her wounds, but there was no other reaction.

"The pill will help replenish the blood she lost and restore some of her vitality," Felicia explained. "The powder will stop the bleeding and prevent the injuries from worsening."

"Then why didn’t she take the pill outside?"

"It accelerates the production and circulation of blood." Felicia began wrapping a clean bandage around Vanessa’s arm. "Taking it before the wounds are closed would only make her bleed faster."

Vincent nodded in understanding.

So this world did have cultivation medicine.

It was only natural. Vanessa had been fighting and getting injured long before he arrived in this world. Felicia wouldn’t follow her around with nothing but arrows, handkerchiefs, and a pleasant smile.

"How long before she recovers?"

"The pill cannot replace rest. She should avoid fighting for the next few hours."

"I can still fight," Vanessa said.

Felicia pulled the bandage tighter.

Vanessa’s brows furrowed.

"You should avoid fighting for the next few hours," Felicia repeated with the same professional smile.

Vincent felt like he had heard enough.

"You heard her. Stay here."

Vanessa turned toward him and wanted to argue but he was gone.

A Railguard outside the doorway greeted Vincent. He placed a hand against his chest and bowed hurriedly.

"M’lord, another group of villagers have reached the northern gate."

Vincent’s attention shifted toward him.

"How many?"

"Close to forty. Most are from farms around Hollow Creek. There are children and elderly among them."

"Bring them inside."

"The outer gate has already been shut, M’lord. The monsters are less than three minutes behind them."

Vincent stared at the Railguard.

"How long will it take to open the smaller gate?"

"Less than twenty seconds."

"And how long will forty people take to enter?"

The Railguard hesitated before answering, "A minute, perhaps longer if they bring their carts."

"Then don’t let them bring the carts."

Vincent walked toward the town wall and continued, "Open the smaller gate. Have them abandon their belongings and livestock. Children first. Send Railguards outside to carry anyone who cannot run."

The Railguard placed a fist against his chest.

"Yes, M’lord!"

He rushed away.

Vincent met Anastasia along the way who was done relaying orders.

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The closer Vincent came to the northern gate, the louder the screaming became.

Hands struck against the thick wooden doors from outside. Children cried while the adults begged the guards to let them enter.

The smaller pedestrian gate beside the main doors opened.

Railguards rushed outside and formed two lines.

"Leave the carts!"

"Children first!"

"Do not stop inside the entrance!"

The villagers surged forward.

A young lady carried a big basket filled with her personal belongings toward the opening, but stumbled midway.

Two Railguards immediately approached her and dragged her inside the gate.

"Nooo!" the lady shouted. "My father’s ashes are in there!"

"You will meet your father if you don’t hurry!"

Vincent’s voice resounded from behind the gate.

"Run quickly!"

The young lady bit her lips while looking at the basket, then looked at the approaching monsters and abandoned all thoughts.

Parents handed their children to the Railguards waiting near the entrance. The guards passed them from one person to another until they were safely within the walls.

An elderly woman stumbled while entering. A Railguard caught her before she fell and carried her inside.

Vincent looked beyond them.

The entire northern road was covered by monsters.

Wolves ran beside deer. Boars charged through the grass while enormous serpents moved between them. Smaller creatures disappeared beneath the countless hooves and claws striking the ground.

Predators and prey continued moving in the same direction.

"How much time?" Vincent asked.

The captain standing beside the gate checked his pocket watch.

"One minute."

"There are twelve remaining."

The villagers continued entering.

A young girl stood outside, crying while trying to pull an injured man from the ground. One of the Railguards rushed forward, lifted the man onto his shoulders, and grabbed the girl’s hand.

The monsters were close enough for Vincent to see the blood around their mouths.

"Thirty seconds!"

The final villagers crossed the entrance.

"Close it!" Vincent shouted.

The Railguards pulled the smaller gate shut. Heavy iron locks slid into place while workers pushed a wooden reinforcement against it.

The sound of countless creatures got louder.

People inside the walls backed away.

Rifles were raised. Archers drew their bows. Children buried their faces against their parents as the first wolves reached Copper Town.

Vincent held his breath.

The wolves did not strike the gate.

They turned and continued running beside the walls.

The deer followed them.

Then came the boars, serpents, and countless creatures Vincent could not recognize.

The sea of monsters split upon reaching Copper Town and flowed around it from both sides.

None tried to climb the walls.

None stopped to attack the people who had barely entered.

Even the abandoned livestock outside were ignored unless they stood directly in the monsters’ path.

Relief spread among the Railguards.

Someone laughed.

"They’re going around!"

"They aren’t attacking the town!"

The villagers embraced their children and thanked whatever gods they believed had listened to their prayers.

Vincent did not feel the same relief.

He stared at the creatures moving around the walls.

The wolves weren’t hunting the deer. The serpents weren’t attacking the rodents moving beside them. All of them were focused upon escaping the Highlands.

"They’re afraid," Vincent said.

Anastasia stood beside him and followed his gaze toward the distant mountains.

"Yes."

Vincent looked at the enormous mass pouring from the forests.

"If this is what’s running away..."

He did not finish.

Hurried footsteps echoed from the stone stairs.

A Railguard climbed onto the wall and almost stumbled in his haste. His uniform was covered in dust and there was blood on the side of his face.

"Your Lordship!"

Vincent turned toward him.

"What happened?"

"Snakes have appeared inside the town."

The brief relief around the gate disappeared.

"What snakes?"

"They’re emerging from beneath the grain storages." The Railguard took a deep breath. "They’re using the burrows left behind by the monster rats."

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Vincent and Anastasia rushed through Copper Town.

Railguards moved ahead of them and ordered the civilians to remain inside their homes.

Shopkeepers pulled down their shutters while parents dragged children away from the granaries.

By the time Vincent reached the first affected street, several Railguards had formed a barricade between two warehouses.

A black snake lay trapped beneath an overturned grain cart. It was thicker than Vincent’s leg and longer than he was tall.

Several bullet marks covered its body, but not one had penetrated the scales.

Its head had been crushed beneath the cart’s iron-rimmed wheel.

’Those scales stopped bullets?’

Vincent glanced toward the road.

The holes created by the monster rats had widened. Dust rose from the openings while faint scratching noises came from beneath the stone.

Railguards pointed their rifles toward the burrows.

Anastasia stepped slightly ahead of Vincent.

The ground trembled.

A nearby street lamp shook while cracks spread across the road. One of the Railguards yelled for everyone to move back.

The stone surface erupted.

Earth, wooden splinters, and broken pieces of road scattered across the street.

A thick black body emerged from below.

It rose from the ground like water bursting from a fountain, carrying soil and stones upon its scales. The Railguards slowly raised their heads as the snake continued rising above the warehouses.

Its massive head turned toward the crowd.

Two golden eyes opened.

They reflected Vincent’s tiny figure standing below.

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