Elders are people too
The Elder is dead. Elder Ruskinia, the highest-ranking aristocrat of the Mist Principality, has power comparable to that of a single city. I don’t know what happened, but it is said that such a powerful qigong master was annihilated without a chance to regenerate….
But what does that have to do with me?
Humans die anyway. Elders are human too, so they can die anytime. Since he was Tyr’s subordinate, he gave off the feeling of mourning out of courtesy, but it doesn’t make much sense if someone he didn’t know died more than ten years ago.
Rather, my stomach is more of a problem now. Grunt I think it will take a while to recover naturally. What the heck….
“Smart, Father. Are you okay where you were stabbed?”
Just in time, Hilde came to visit. With food in her arms, Hilde set the food down on the table. I greeted him by raising my hand while lying on the sofa.
“Where have you been?”
“Don’t talk. Unlike my father who came with the founder, ‘I’ was treated very badly! How can you give me a room the size of this and be quiet! The difference is so great!”
“It can’t be helped that the treatment is different. I am a guest brought by Tyr himself.”
If you twist it, you should have lined up well from the beginning. When I said that, Hilde opened her eyes and asked again.
“Are you a guest? Aren’t you a lover?”
Moan. Having said that, there is nothing to argue against.
Even a vampire with a stopped heart and low emotions has a symbol. I’m not a vampire either, so I don’t know much about it, but it seems that there are people who say that blood is particularly delicious or that people are attracted to it. Vampires, who view humans as less than livestock, treat such humans as their concubines and cherish them.
My blood is said to be tasteless, but…. But I don’t deny that I’m Tyr’s love doll. I don’t know if I’m going to get bitten and become an elder.
I subtly changed the subject.
“Are you more worried about Hilde than me? No matter how much she says she has abandoned her faith, the moment it is revealed that she is the Holy Sword, the entire country will become enemies.”
“Right. I’m here to tell you! Father, I’m going to get hungry soon!”
“Why do I still have a sore stomach…. For a moment. Why are you carrying a knife?”
A sharp dagger aims at my abdomen. I almost got sunfished alive, but I was horrified and covered it with my arm. Hilde glared at my stomach, which was barely healed, she said.
“We have to split the boat again! Make sure there are no traces of healing!”
“What are you talking about! No! It’s not a piggy bank, and my belly isn’t cut and glued together!”
“It’s the boat that ‘I’ fixed, so ‘I’ can split!”
“By that logic, a child owes her parents her life?! I want you to give it to me!”
“If I don’t erase the traces of the healing art on my father’s stomach, ‘my’ blood might be sucked out!”
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“Don’t just say ‘Father’, show your filial piety! It’s cheap if it’s a little bloody!”
“Jangyu Yuseo, the older generation should flow first!”
“You are older than me! When I say father, I have cognitive dissonance, so I really look like my father!”
While fighting each other risking their lives, the door burst open. Sensing a presence, Hilde and I stood tall, holding daggers together.
The uninvited guest who came without knocking was pure white. Her black hair, as if dipped in ink, was pulled up and wrapped in a bandana, and her short garter skirt was slightly covered with a white apron. The bluish-white eyes that stood out on the bloodless white skin were chillingly cold.
The pure white uninvited guest stood in front of us with an expressionless expression.
“I came because there was a patient. Where is the patient?”
Even without mind reading, that pale skin showed that he was a vampire. And using mind reading, I was able to find out that the unwanted guest was a member of the council wanted by Valdamir.
Good work, Red Blood! To think that he would find and send a congressman so quickly! I live thanks to you!
“It just worked! Here you go! This person is attacking me!”
As I urgently stretched out my hand, the congressman quietly watched… I shook my head.
“You are not yet a patient. Then it is none of my business.”
Huh? What is this? While I was standing still, dumbfounded, the councilor looked in Hilde’s direction and said.
“What are you doing with a knife? Crack your stomach quickly. So that I can heal.”
So, hurt me because I need to heal now, are you ordering this? It’s a jugaegjeon!
I shouted in exasperation.
“No, what are you talking about! Don’t rush, stop it before it splits!”
“I am a councilor, not a moderator. And a clinic can exist only when there are patients.”
“So you’re going to let the patient emerge?!”
“The occurrence of the patient has nothing to do with me. I am not interested in such causality. I have no ability to stop it.”
Yes! If you ask the doctor to stop a burglar with a knife, he will definitely express his disapproval! But that’s when you’re an ordinary doctor!
“You are an Elder! You have the ability to stop! Stop it if you can!”
The lawmaker, who was casually wearing white gloves, reacted slightly to my words. But that’s for a while. The senator said, pulling his gloves up to his wrists.
“I haven’t been recognized by the founder yet. Now it’s neither Elder nor Yaling… I am just one member of the council who ran after being called.”
The lawmaker asked calmly.
“Rather than that, I’m waiting for you. When are you going to open the sunfish?”
Prompted, Hilde shrugged her shoulders as she relaxed her grip on her dagger.
“Oh, my God. Did you seriously see it? This was just an appeal~?”
“Appeal? Are you saying it was a fake?”
“Yes. There’s no way that ‘I’ can slice through my father’s stomach without a countermeasure, right? My father even matched it.”
I read your mind. But if I read too far in advance, my mind-reading skills will be exposed, so I have to pretend to resist. In addition, Yukjangseong’s prank itself is threatening, so if I don’t resist with all my strength, I might get stabbed.
“… Is that so. Too bad.”
“Sorry? What?”
“I will inform you, so please give me that dagger.”
Hilde obediently let go of her dagger. The councilor accepted her dagger. As if he had a knack for swordsmanship, the senator moved his dagger like a dance.
Toward none other than my boat.
Uh, wait.
Before I could react, a sharp dagger cut through my stomach like paper.
The reaction was slow because I couldn’t read the intent to kill. No, that doesn’t explain it. Even until the dagger slashed my stomach. Even after drawing his belly, he couldn’t feel the slightest bit of hostility.
No, rather… Even now, when the dagger is stuck in the stomach. The senator was trying to save me.
“What? What is it?”
With Hilde at a loss for words in the blink of an eye, the senator literally ‘opened’ my stomach and said.
“From now on, you are a patient of me, Lir Nightingale, and you are placed under my strict supervision. Please faithfully follow my instructions. If you do not comply.”
The yet unrecognized Elder mentioned by Tyr. A vampire who inherited true blood from Ruskinia.
… And maybe, though my guess. In the future of the regressors, this is called Uiseon.
The rumored figure surrounding the Mist Duchy spoke coldly and calmly, but with obsessive goodwill.
“We cannot guarantee safety, so we will force you to follow.”
Isn’t it? I don’t think it’s righteous! Where do you see this crazy psycho? A serial killer is more suitable!
I also have a good stomach. Watching the intestines sway in front of your eyes, you can just throw away your appetite and just pass it on. But if it’s my boat, the story is different! Fear and pain flood in, covered with disgust!
“Aagh! My belly! My stomach aww!”
“Patient, relax. Your muscles are getting stiff.”
“If it were you, you would be able to relax with a split stomach!”
“A thin woman like me can do it, but the patient can’t even do that much?”
“You sleep as a slender woman, and you are an elder! It will work!”
“Sheesh. My head is still spinning fine. Has the anesthetic spread less?”
“What anesthesia! I haven’t sprayed it yet! aaagh!”
I feel a sharp pain when I speak with my stomach split! I got a real belly! The skin is cracking and the inside is exposed!
Lire looked at my belly and then at my hand, exclaiming, “Ah.”
“Oops.”
“Ah… filled… damn… ! Anything soon… !”
Lire reached out her hand to her thigh. Lire took out one of the ampoules from her holster and broke them with two of her fingers. She sees her bright red liquid floating around her fingers. Lire manipulated a drug as red as her blood and poured it into her stomach.
A cold aura runs through her veins. Every time a drug from outside passes by, something seems to sink. The pain wasn’t that great in the first place, but now I feel distant as if my body doesn’t belong to me.
Lire suddenly asked.
“How are you?”
“Yes? What?”
“I was pinching your stomach. What you didn’t notice is that the anesthetic has spread well.”
I could see him pinching the cracked belly skin. Now I’m so mad I can’t even speak. I want to hit him and run away right now, but where can I go with his stomach skin cut off and his internal organs exposed?
Completely incapacitated, I muttered stupidly as I watched Lire dig into his stomach.
“Uh, uh uh.”
“Piercing wounds caused by sharp blades. There are scorched marks on the scars, and blood from unhealed intestines pools in the stomach. This bleeding… If I hadn’t mastered qigong, it would have been dangerous.”
It’s still dangerous! My belly is open! Wide open!
Now I can’t even say anything. It felt like all of my internal organs would pop out if I applied the wrong force. Although I am sensitive to murderous intentions and insensitive to goodwill, I don’t want to obey even by cutting my stomach skin no matter how benevolent it is. She grunted under her anesthesia and looked at Hilde with eyes asking for help.
But Hilde wasn’t looking at me. Because her eyes were on Lire’s hand, which was randomly working through my scars.
Hilde watched the ‘healing action’ with her interesting face, then opened her mouth.
“I was hurt so badly… Are you bleeding?”
I looked at the ship with a clouded mind.
It was as Hilde said.
I cut open the stomach, but there is no blood flowing. To be precise, the blood that was about to scatter gathered and floated in the air. The pooled drops of blood seeped into my body somewhere. Like you normally do.
Vampires who are excellent at bloodletting, and have reached the point of complete dominance over their own bodies, can even regenerate their broken bodies. Even Valdamir dismantled and reconstructed his own body.
However, that is, to the end, your own body.
Even a vampire who has already died and the line between outside and inside is blurred, still has a body. The body he remembers is the anchor that fixes his existence in the open sea. It is to decide the form to return to so that I can be ‘I’ and not be transformed into another existence by straying too much.
So while reconstructing the body, it maintains its shape. Because it is the image of ‘me’ that he drew.
But… Before my eyes, this elder is constructing my body.
It cuts open and bleeds. The inside and outside of my body become one. At the borderline that has blurred for a while, I forcibly catch my blood that is about to scatter to the world and send it back.
It’s my body, but I think I know it better than I do. He sees with his eyes, reads the flow by groping for blood, identifies problems, and fixes them. After trimming the wounds with hemorrhoids, the dead blood is drawn out. My blood moved in an orderly way following Lire’s guidance.
The treatment was over before I knew it. Lire gathered the skin on her stomach and reached out to pull out a strand of my hair. Ignoring my belated screams. He put blood into his hair and drew a zigzag with his fingers. I feel the pain as if a needle pricked my stomach. When I came to my senses, there was only a thin stitch left on my stomach. I couldn’t believe that my body was wide open just a moment ago.
“The elimination is over.”
Even after his surgery, there was not a single drop of blood on Lire’s gloves. Blood manipulation at its peak didn’t even let other people’s blood infiltrate it.
“Take absolute rest. There will be a shortage of blood for the time being, so please do not provide blood to vampires and focus on meat.”
From blood manipulation to manual techniques, they evolved in a completely different direction from vampires. I was convinced after reading Lire’s skills, knowledge, and self-righteous beliefs through mind-reading.
“And don’t use healing arts if possible. That’s the power to turn back. I might be able to reverse some of my treatment.”
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The ‘Uiseon’ that I saw in the flashback of the regressor is this person.
Hilde, who was caught by Lire, said awkwardly.
“Oh my gosh~. I wanted to hide it, but it caught on.”
“The flow of blood is clearly unnatural, and healing is the only way to not show any scars on the body. Someone else would have noticed, not me.”
“You don’t know now that you have scars again, right? Except for you who healed me, I mean~”
Are you planning to kill and kill, no, kill and kill? But killing a vampire is already an error. That’s a great man who can grab the person knocking on the door of the underworld after he dies and drag him by the back.
It’s worth snoring and fighting here, but Lire shook her head and packed her things.
“I have no intention of talking.”
“I can’t believe it.”
Hilde flatly denied it.
“You know the long-standing confrontation between the vampire and the Seonghwangcheong, right? If you are a vampire too, you must kill ‘Me’, the holy sword belt, immediately. Isn’t that the duty of an elder who received blood from the ancestors?”
This is a natural reaction. Sijo and Seonghwangcheong have been fighting for so long. Now, as soon as the two met, hating each other and fighting to death was common knowledge that was slowly becoming like the truth.
However, there are no absolutes in human affairs. Just as the Sacred Swordsman came to the Fog Principality voluntarily, there was an Elder who showed favor to the Sacred Swordsman in the Fog Principality.
“I am a Member of Parliament. As I said earlier, the patient’s occurrence has nothing to do with me. Only the disappearance of the patient is my responsibility.”
Was it because he was a vampire, or was he such a human from the start? Lire said to Hilde, showing cold but obsessive goodwill.
“Above all, healing is only one way towards the goal of the patient’s extinction.”
It was an unbelievable remark made by Elder. If anyone else in the Mist Principality had heard, he would have led the execution, saying it was blasphemy. As a bonus, even Hilde next to her.
While Hilde naturally paid attention to the outside at the bombshell remark, Lire, who had packed her bags, asked one last question.
“Rather than that, I have a question for you from all over the world.”
Having come to my senses, I asked back.
“… What is it?”
“Are there any patients there?”
If there was, I would run right away, I laughed out loud when I saw the sky-blue eyes that were so determined.
There are many crazy people in the world. However, the person in front of me now had a different direction. He’s trying to control death, not the lives of others.
It’s been a while since I read an interesting human. I replied with a grunt.
“To the extent that it overflows.”
“Good.”
With this, Lire’s destination was decided. I don’t know if the regressor has read this far, but he’ll probably come across the long-awaited Uiseon in Claudia.
“Since the treatment is finished, I will go. Please do not die without my permission. You are my patient.”
“Because I’m not going to die whether you allow it or not? I will not allow my own death either. How precious is life.”
Can I become a death controller? Thanks to you, my body has gotten better, so thank you.
After watching my condition for a while, Lire was convinced that I was fine, and he strode forward without hesitation.
Something is missing. It’s kind of fun to read what crazy people think.
‘Wait. Where did the knife you used to cut the boat go? It disappeared at some point.’
Of course, but I don’t know. Mind reading is the power to read what humans know, because I don’t know what I don’t know. It’s not like someone ate the knife or something, right?
After looking around for a while looking for a knife, Lire’s thoughts continued briefly.
‘… No way, there before. No, it must be because of the mood. Obviously not. Maybe.’
Huh? What? What a feeling Why do you think of my stomach when you said you were there? No way?
“Hey! Crazy human! Come back right away! That’s probably going to end with aaa!”
Oops.
Broooo did she leave the dagger in his stomach?