Elder, Ain, Yeiling, and Human – 6
The reason the night is short is because it is empty. The night is short both for humans who sleep empty-handed in the darkness and for vampires who do nothing out of boredom.
However, when you start filling something in a dark and quiet night, too much goes into it. As if pouring something into a poison with no end in sight, I reflect on how long the night has always been.
A long night has passed. Lord of the full moon. Queen of Shadows. Tirkanjaka, the founder of vampires, was lying blankly, remembering last night. Since she became a vampire, she has lived for nearly a thousand years and has stayed up countless nights, but there has never been a night as memorable as last night.
‘It was for therapeutic purposes. In any case, it was a method taken to convey sensation to my body. I know. But….’
Even as she kept repeating it over and over again in her head, Tir Khan Xaka’s heart continued to pound uncontrollably. Although Tir Khan Xaka found the shaking burdensome, she also found herself enjoying it.
‘… One, did she really think it was purely for therapy?’
The more she thinks about it, the redder her face becomes.
In the past, she would have stopped the moment she thought she wanted to stop. Now, out of shame, he ignores my begging to stop and keeps running. She may be able to force herself to hold on with her blood magic, but if she does, her heart will explode. Tir Khan Xhaka gave up controlling her emotions and buried her face in her bed.
‘That can’t be possible! She kissed her all last night. He kissed her, sat on her chair, laid down on her desk, and even hugged her. There, her tongue, tongue, tongue. This, inside her mouth… !’
“……… !!!”
Puk puk. Tir Khanjaka pounded her bed repeatedly with her fists. Every time, her bed burst open, sending her feathers flying in all directions around her. Even as her historic bed was falling into disrepair, Tir Khan Xhaka was busy recalling the events of the previous night.
‘I was so careless and embarrassed… I couldn’t ask. Hugh too.’
Although quite a bit of time had already passed, Tirkanjaka was still rolling around in bed. As long as I had this piece of happy memory and my heart pounding because of it, I wouldn’t be bored even after a few days like this.
But you can’t just sit around for days. He promised to come again tonight. Yesterday it was the mouth, but today it was somewhere else….
“……… !!!”
Puk puk. The bed now looked as miserable as a bird pierced by an arrow. Tir Khan Xhaka was still rolling in his bed, his feathers spilling out….
But at that time, I felt a strange sensation from Tirkanjaka’s mouth.
It was a feather. His dry feathers were tickling the inside of Tir Khan Xaka’s mouth. Tir Khan Xaka, who didn’t know what was strange at first, paused for a moment to figure out the identity of his unfamiliar sensation.
After pondering his feelings for nearly 30 minutes, Tirkanjaka realized.
‘It tickles.’
My mouth is itchy.
I haven’t felt anything like this since I became a vampire. After his tongue went over every nook and cranny yesterday… Sensation returned to her mouth.
“Now… “I can taste it.”
You will be able to taste it. He may not be able to digest it, but at least Tirkanjaka’s tongue is qualified to enjoy gourmet food. Tir Khan Xhaka touched the corner of his mouth and reflected on its meaning.
Once you acquire an ability, you must use it right away. Tir Khan Xhaka raised her head and called to her maid.
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“Catalina.”
“O progenitor. “Did you call me?”
The maid standing outside the door answered. Tirkanjaka stood up and gave an order.
“I have to go to Kabila. “Be prepared.”
“I will be careful to honor you.”
Kabila was the most outstanding chef Sijo knew. At the same time, he was also the Elder with whom one could get along most openly. Unlike her other Elders, Kabila became a vampire when she was young and was raised by Tir Khanjaka himself.
Until now, even with her cooking skills, Kabila has only been good to humans, but today she will get a chance to serve to her beloved Tir Khan Xaka.
***
Sunlight obscured by fog, a wide but hard-to-see meadow, and a damp wind blowing from the sea.
In the fog that made even the good weather that comes once every few months so bad, I, exhausted, yawned lazily.
“Hwaaam.”
As I was yawning while walking in the meadow, Lunken stopped and asked.
“Yawn? “Are you tired?”
“Yes. “I had trouble sleeping last night because I changed my bed.”
Should I say I was confused? I’m tired because I stayed with Tyr all night and got some sleep after regaining my senses.
Choosing kissing as the method was the right answer. Thanks to Tyr being very conscious, his senses responded well, and I also had a lot of fun. If I had tried to regain my senses by holding my tongue, it would have taken over a week.
“Humans are so picky! It’s amazing that you can sleep every few hours, but you’re tired if you don’t even sleep well! “How can I live because I’m uncomfortable?”
Runken, who did not know the situation, smiled brightly and said. How would you react if I told you that I was tired from kissing your ancestor all night long?
Hmm, Runken might be easily convinced. I have no intention of testing it.
“From a human perspective, it’s more surprising to see vampires who don’t normally sleep but sleep for months at a time.”
“Every day, during that short period of time between sunrise and sunset, you sleep and wake up again and again? What a hassle! Sleep is also a habit. Reduce it!”
“It’s not a habit, it’s a physiological phenomenon. How do you reduce that? “Don’t you even remember your time as a human?”
“It was so long ago that I forgot!”
“You are confident.”
After grumbling, I returned to the main topic.
“So, Lunken, you rule over the shepherds and ranches in the grasslands?”
“Of course, my little guys do all the little things! “I don’t get involved other than chasing away wolves and tigers when I’m bored!”
“Even tigers?”
“Sniff. Although they don’t come down often, those that have just become adults are unable to learn and put their front paws in. It’s very uneasy to leave it to subordinates, but if you herd a group of humans and turn over a mountain, you’ll have to lose a few people. “In that case, wouldn’t it be better for me to run and catch him!”
When I become a human, I will be able to compete with a tiger. However, since wandering the mountains in search of a tiger is foolish even for a demi-human, it seems that the Elder is taking the initiative himself. What? Even if it’s an adult, isn’t that foolish? It doesn’t matter because it’s normal for a foolish Elder.
Runken is bold and powerful, and although he is not good at blood magic, he can smell blood better than anyone else. In addition, his sense of feeling the blood of animals is incomparable to that of other Elders. This is probably possible because his blood is mixed with that of an animal. Grasslands and ranches where animals are managed on large lands can be said to be suitable areas for him.
In other words, each Elder’s field is slightly different. The people you hang out with change.
“Lady Kabila and her demi-humans protect the humans on the coast. From what I understand, the humans in charge of each Elder are slightly different. Yes?”
“There is clearly a difference in disposition!”
“Then, what kind of people did the recently deceased Elder Prince Ruskinia mainly take charge of?”
Runken answered calmly without much hesitation.
“He was sick!”
“Sick? “Sick people?”
“Yes! The bat guy used to play with his body! Even if they were vampires, humans were dying indiscriminately. Even though I went looking for humans, they all ended up under another Elder! Only the sick who were on the verge of death were prepared to die and entrusted themselves to him! If you don’t do well, you will die, but if you do well, your life will be preserved!”
People who are healthy avoid him, but those who are injured risk their last hope to visit him. The unique result was that poor people flocked to the harshest Elder. There was a reason why Uiseon came from Ruskinia.
“Did it help you, mistress!”
“Yes. It was definitely helpful. There were desperately sick people in the dead realm of Ruskinia, and most of them would have been converted, so there is ample reason to hold a grudge against the Elder. “I understand that charges are being placed on Liir, who became Yeiling.”
“I don’t know who killed him, but I want to fight him! “He must be quite strong!”
Runken, who was shouting excitedly, suddenly lost his appetite and looked at me.
“In that sense, why not fight once!”
“You can’t fight. “I’m weak.”
“When on earth do you become strong?”
“Being strong or weak may not always work out the way you want, but just wait a little. “If I awaken, I will become strong enough to bring about the destruction of this world.”
Even though I told the truth, Runken’s reaction was not positive.
“Are you bragging too much? “Normally, there’s nothing special about those guys.”
“I’m just bragging because there’s nothing special about it.”
“Sniff! That’s him too! “Are you saying it’s an empty Gangjeong?”
I fell into deep thought, leaving Runken nodding in understanding.
I didn’t expect anything, but Runken didn’t know anything either. When it comes to information, if I were to walk and grab someone’s thoughts and read their thoughts, I would get a similar amount.
Although he examined his memories through mind reading, Lunken did not even kill Luskinia and did not even show much interest in him. Even after I died, I thought I would do that.
Hmm. Who is it? No matter how much I read, I can’t find the culprit. The Elder died, but it couldn’t have been an accident or a drowning, right? Even if the incident happened 10 years ago, there is no way the vampire could have died of old age in that time….
Ah, then. Is Elder, who existed 10 years ago but no longer exists, the culprit?
While I was doubting the possibility that had just occurred to me, Runken stood up.
“Are you going back? I’ll take you there! “Follow me!”
“Yes? “What kind of wind blows to show such kindness?”
“You should do that much to the founder’s mistress! “How would you look at your ancestors if you got hurt!”
What on earth was the founder’s mistress so that the wild boar beast learned to be considerate? I was about to gratefully accept the consideration, but Runken suddenly looked into the distance and sniffed his nose. The tusks, which can be said to be a characteristic of wild boar beastmen, twitched as if they were uncomfortable.
“Besides, it smells something bad. Her mistress won’t be in danger, but it won’t hurt for her to be careful. “Humans die so easily.”
“You can’t smell, right?”
“Heung! I can smell blood better than anyone else! And, of course, the thrill of arriving before the wind of blood blows! Something is coming! “I can tell!”
I read thoughts, but I couldn’t read any special memories. What got him excited was purely an animalistic sixth sense. He snorted hard, looked somewhere in the sky and muttered.
“Bats are flying. Be careful, King of Men. “A family that has lost its leader is bound to run amok.”