Gods and Kings
The capital of the Mist Principality, the Full Moon Castle, where the awakened founder resides. The Old Castle of Darkness, which does not appear on the map, was far away from the Fortress of Twilight. It would have been a pretty arduous journey if Tyr’s carriage led by Ralion hadn’t been so comfortable that you couldn’t even feel the movement.
The unique climate and atmosphere of the Principality of Mist was quite an interesting topic to talk about.
“Is this meal also meat?”
“… Are you tired?”
“No. It’s so good. Originally, humans were hunting animals. Yum yum, delicious There was nothing like this in the military.”
“Because there was! Food resources were not even distributed to my father!”
“We decided to say ‘no’. Yum. Oh, is it even cooked? Who did it?”
“It’s me.”
Kabila clapped her hands as she stepped out of the carriage’s overhang. Then, from the inside, dragon soldiers wearing white aprons and triangular hoods slowly walked out with plates in their hands.
The appearance of a dragon soldier with only bones left serving was ridiculous because it was grotesque. Kabila moved the mercenary soldiers and spoke calmly.
“It is an honor to know. I, the great elder, go….”
‘… If I say congratulations, will my sister get angry? Speak kindly.’
“… It’s because you’re making the hateful sister’s lover bleed. No, sister! She’s not swearing at this guy, she’s envious of being favored by her sister! That’s why I speak a little harshly! Please don’t be angry!”
“If nothing good comes up no matter what, just say it comfortably. Tyr, I’m comfortable there too, so please leave it alone.”
I listened to it all through mind reading anyway, so I get confused if words and thoughts are different. I’m going to listen to mind reading.
I rummaged through the food on her plate as a snack for Kabila, who was watching Tyr. She once fried a steamed potato and topped it with her cheese. She sprinkled a lot of spices and touched the meat that had been steamed for a long time, but she crumbled like a grain. I put the potatoes and meat in my mouth at once and chewed them thoroughly.
“This is not a beginner’s dish. It’s a skill I’ve been working on.”
“Have you tried it? Even though I’m a vampire, I would have eaten twice as many meals as you. Do you think a thousand years is ridiculous when you don’t even have blood on your head?”
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“You’re picky even when I praise you. I was surprised that someone who couldn’t even taste it was good at food.”
“Huh. I didn’t mean to be praised by the likes of you, did I?”
As if she liked her words, Kabila started talking about her.
“Livestock are picky about livestock, so even if you generously give them meat, they complain that it is tasteless or tough? Sometimes he says he’s tired and asks if there’s any bread or glue! It’s best to garnish the food to keep them quiet.”
“It can’t be helped. Because you can’t live on the same food all the time…. But just from listening to it, it seems like you usually cook, right?”
“There’s nothing to do anyway, to pass the time. I am used to handling meat.”
How can you make this taste without tasting it yourself? It’s like a blind painter or a deaf musician. Even though the stomach is somewhat full, it constantly goes in.
Tir watched me hurriedly eat and called Kabila quietly.
“Kabilla.”
“Yes, yes. Sister!”
‘My sister called me! What? Maybe I did something wrong? Won’t it be? I guess he just called me?’
“… Tell me how to cook later.”
Tyr lowered her voice to a whisper, and Kabila shouted in her excitement.
“Leave it to me! I’ll tell you everything about cooking! From grooming to cutting, how to do it and how much to do in detail!”
“Shh. The voice is loud.”
It didn’t take long for both Hilde and I to empty the dishes. Satisfied, I patted my stomach and said,
“Another 1 defeat for the military. As expected, it is because the country has no roots, so it is impossible to win.”
“You fight again. It’s because the military is strict with luxuries. You can do this kind of food in the military too!”
“If you can’t eat even though you have this kind of food, it’s hard to live. After all, I have to eat beans with beans. Ah, is this how you can go back to the military?”
When you’re bored, you have to create conflict. When the military was slightly undermined by talking about food, Hilde, whose pride was scratched, filled her voice on her own.
“It’s because the military has a lot of population! Chimera beans were the only way to feed humans in the military on the verge of ruin! Do you know why we went all the way to the Tree of Immorality and stole the beans?!”
“I didn’t say anything, it was just a comparison.”
“Raising livestock is a luxury in itself! According to the results of research by the military, if you get rid of one cow and plant chimera beans in that grassland, you can feed 20 people. In other words, it means killing twenty humans for one cow! I know someone can’t grow because they can’t grow!”
Watching Hilde run wild, I remembered the knowledge of the Principality of Mist.
Most of the Mist Principality is grassland. The moist land sandwiched between the sea and the mountains lacks sunlight, so only low grass grows thickly. The hills that descend from the ridge to the coast are suitable for raising cattle and sheep. Even after the vampires came to this land, these vegetation did not change.
The flock of sheep running across the wide plain is lively, and the shepherds who follow them are healthy.
… And the vampires take the blood of those healthy humans.
The vampires of the Mist Principality are herders who take such humans as livestock.
“My Father.”
Valdamir knocked. The fact that he had been driving the wagon without even realizing he was there meant that this short journey had come to an end.
“We have arrived at the Full Moon Castle.”
“Good job.”
I opened the window and looked out. Dark misty land. Even in the fog that was difficult to recognize from a few hundred meters away, a more noticeable darkness was looking down at me like a giant.
The capital of the Mist Principality. An old castle of darkness that is not marked on the map.
It is the castle of the full moon.
Squirt, squirm. The cries of black-tailed gulls circle overhead. The hum of countless people living in the city lay low. The voices heard one by one are small, but as they gather, the fog trembles.
All of them are waiting for the return of the progenitor with awe and anxiety in their hearts. Just like in the Fortress of Twilight.
I realized again what kind of position Tyr is in the Mist Principality. The beginning of all vampires. Vampires who drink human blood, the god of vampires who even the great Elder obeys and caters to.
But I made Tyr’s heart beat again. In addition to that, if I fully revive my senses, then I will….
Hey, don’t think too complicated. I said as I prepared to get off.
“Is this Tyr’s castle? It’s a big city. You won’t be bored during your stay.”
“Stay in peace. It will take some time anyway, so think of it as taking a break in the meantime.”
“Yes? Weren’t we supposed to investigate Mr. Ruskinia’s death?”
“I will call in people I know and hold a trial. However, there seems to be no clue until the most likely suspect is found.”
That’s right. If Elder Ruskinia died, the righteous line that inherited the true blood would be the most suspicious.
Jeop, shouldn’t I have read it a little more closely when we met? I couldn’t read her mind because the unique blood-sculpting technique was amazing.
All I know about this case is that Eui-seon didn’t murder Ruskinia.
“… And Valdamir would have done all the detailed research. He got a report and let’s think together. It must be difficult for even you to dig up the truth in an unfamiliar land of vampires.”
Tyr said as if Valdamir had prepared it for sure. And, of course, Valdamir, the Red Blood Ball, had things prepared for the progenitor.
“I will be colonel.”
“Yes. I will be with Hugh, so let him go.”
The god of vampires is tiring, but the god exists only in temples and in people’s hearts. However, the things that move the country affect everything outside the temple.
It seems that only a few elders run the country. Among them, the percentage occupied by Baldamir is very very high.
Gods and Kings.
It’s probably not just my mood that makes me feel a bit ominous.
“Let’s go. Take my hand and follow me, phew. If you’re going to become the king of the kingdom, it’d be better if you let me know your face in advance.”
“You might not be the king of the military, right?”
“In that case, shouldn’t we be together even more? You are my….”
‘… Is it embarrassing to be called a concubine? I guess I should change her words. In the first place, I have no intention of taking Hugh’s blood, so she’s not even my favorite concubine.’
“… Know that you are an honored guest, so others will treat you well.”
I hope it ends in a treat.
Normally, I would have refused to sell my face, but this time I accepted Tyr’s will. After getting out of the carriage first, he put on one leg and held out his hand to Tyr.
Tyr was puzzled even as he held my hand.
“Are you polite? What’s going on again?”
“I always talk about it, but I can do it but I won’t. But sometimes there’s a time and a place to be polite, isn’t it? And that, too, where Tyr’s dignity should stand.”
If you can hide your hand, it is better to hide it. However, if for unavoidable reasons you are going to lay your hand, you should lay it out in the most splendid way.
Isn’t it better if you know less people? At all. The person who will be watching my hand with interest will be the one who wants to eat me the most.
I escorted Tyr out of the carriage. Then, gently placing his hand on Tyr’s shoulder, he led him slowly. It was a deep skinship, but Tyr was a bit shy but willingly accepted my escort.
When Tyr appeared, the situation in the Fortress of Twilight was repeated. And a much bigger reaction followed. Both vampires and humans were shocked by her.
“The founder… A concubine?!”
I’m not saying it’s wrong. Do I really need to use the word love? I wish I could call you differently.