Vampire Hunter D: Dark Road Part Three Read Online Free

strike, and scythelike nails stretched from her fingertips. They whistled through the air toward the windpipe of the sleeping woman, only to halt in midair with a sound like a hard slap. The black-gloved hand that held her wrist belonged to D.
    â€œKindly unhand me,” the girl said, gnashing her teeth and writhing with frustration, an intense look on her face. It was the face of a woman out of her mind with love. It was nauseatingly ugly and beautiful beyond measure at the same time.
    â€œHow ridiculous!” she fumed.
    As soon as the Hunter’s left hand touched the scruff of her neck, Lady Ann collapsed on the spot.
    â€œI won’t allow this . . .” the fearsome little darling muttered as if goading herself on, her shoulders heaving with each breath. “Any woman who tries to come near you . . . I can’t allow to live . . .”
    How did the beautiful Hunter feel listening to the girl’s groans of brutal honesty? Not even glancing at her, he said, “Wake up Gordo.”
    He then turned to Juke and Sergei and said, “What do you want to do?”
    â€œWhat do you mean?”
    The two looked at each other.
    â€œYou don’t have any cargo to deliver to the other villages now. And if we part company, Gaskell won’t be after you any longer.”
    â€œGood plan. Let’s do that,” Juke said with a grin, but then he got serious again. “Are you still under contract with us?”
    â€œOf course.”
    â€œThen help us out here. We’re gonna go get our wagon and merchandise back.”
    â€œHey, hold on a minute!” Sergei cried out in a tone that could only be described as tragic. “We’re going back to that village? That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard!”
    â€œWe’re transporters. We get looted and nearly killed, and you think we can call it a day? Those other villages are waiting on pins and needles for that cargo to arrive.”
    â€œYeah, but—”
    â€œSay your daughter is dying. Medical supplies from the Capital could save her. But a bunch of useless transporters come along, heads hung low, crying about how all their goods got stolen and begging forgiveness. You think you’re just gonna clap ’em on the back and tell ’em, ‘Oh, that’s okay’?”
    The man had a piercing gaze trained on Sergei, who scratched his head uncomfortably.
    â€œI get you. You’re perfectly right.”
    â€œDamn straight he is!”
    Turning full speed in the direction of this heavy voice, Sergei let out a joyous cry of, “Gordo!”
    â€œHey, you came to?” Juke said, following Sergei’s lead and running over to his compatriot.
    â€œYeah. As you can see, I’m right as rain!”
    Now sitting up, the bearded man smiled grandly as he flexed his muscles.
    â€œHey, Sergei!” he called out to his colleague.
    â€œWhat is it?” Sergei replied, but no sooner had he brought his face closer than a sudden punch landed noisily against his jaw.
    Though he dropped to his knees, he somehow managed to keep his torso upright, nursing his chin as he shouted, “What the hell was that for?”
    â€œRegret what you said now, you big idiot? Any courier who’s more worried about his own safety than the goods he’s carrying is a waste of skin. And that’s the kind of talk you were spilling a second ago. You ever try to turn tail again, and you’d better be ready for the consequences!”
    â€œOkay! I get it! I get it already!” Sergei shouted with a pained smile. “Well, if the two of you aren’t just brimming with a sense of duty! You’ll never live to a ripe old age.”
    â€œNeither will you, dummy,” the other two sneered back.
    â€œHow about giving some thought to how to retrieve it?” D said, his words bringing them all back to their senses.
    And then, behind the roaring falls, a visage so handsome it seemed to be