Elder, Ain, Yeiling, and Human – 8
My suggestion to hide Finlay was also useless. Baldamir made me sit across from him and rested his chin on my head, thinking.
“Finlayra.”
“Do you know Finlay?”
“I know.”
“Ah, that was a stupid question. It must be a member of the Red Blood Ball.”
Then Count Erte, who was sitting next to Valdamir, spoke as if correcting himself.
“Because I belong to my family, I am not. Your Highness is special. Your Majesty knows the personal information of every vampire in existence. Elder, Ain, Yaling. Plus, how many Twawits Yeiling has.”
Really? Is that enough?
The Red Blood Ball didn’t deny it. Instead, he thought deeply for a while and then spoke.
“Erte.”
“Yes. Majesty.”
Count Erte bowed his head and answered. Valdamir stared at her and muttered coldly.
“Pull out the heart.”
What? Pulled?
Even while I couldn’t believe my ears, Count Erte didn’t delay at all. When he came to his senses, Count Erte was stabbing his heart with his hand. Without a single scream, his heart was ripped out, hurting the blood flowing out of him.
I asked back in bewilderment.
“What, what? Suddenly your own heart?”
Even as he ordered his loyal subordinate to commit suicide, Valdamir’s emotions remained unwavering. To compare it to a human, he only felt the same level of regret toward Baldamir as cutting off his fingernails and throwing them away.
“As you said, it is better to hide Finlay’s disrespect for his founder. “The surest way to stop a vampire’s mouth is permanent destruction.”
“Yes? “It wasn’t Count Erte, it was Yelling Finlay’s doing!”
“It’s not that different. “If you can’t hold the lord responsible for a crime committed by a member of your family, then when you commit a crime in the future, you can create a family member to make him do it.”
“You too are Count Erte’s squire! Are you passing the blame now?”
Baldamir calmly responded to my grabbing.
“Didn’t Finlay tell you? Regardless of my will, the progenitor’s order is needed to start a war. Nothing can be decided until the founder returns… Go.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I told Erte that.”
Valdamir wanted war, or an equivalent movement. However, this country belongs to the progenitor. Without the founder’s permission, a national operation cannot be carried out.
“Finlay misunderstood what he heard from Erte. “To wake up a sleeping progenitor and have him come to you, I wonder when a vampire has the authority to disturb the progenitor’s sleep.”
And Finlay, who communicated with his squire, heard those words and decided to wake up the progenitor and set out on a long journey. I thought that was Erte’s loyalty, and even to Valdamir.
But he even wants to execute Ain by association.
“You are limbs!”
“They are my limbs, so I have to cut them off.”
The struggling Count Erte’s vitality is gradually being depleted. If he is a subhuman of Count Erte’s level, he can circulate his blood even if he does not have a heart of his own… Now, the suzerain, Valdamir, is not allowing him to regenerate. Although his glimmer of blood magic barely holds on to his life, he will not survive without Baldamir’s mercy.
Even though I was faced with an eerie sight, I couldn’t do anything other than open my mouth.
“It’s also a thing of the past that vampires are immortal. How many people are dying recently?”
“It turned out just as you wished.”
“Yes? Passing the blame here? Finlay nearly committed suicide. “You killed Count Erte.”
“There is also Jasra, the subhuman of Ruskinia. “He died after visiting you when you were on an outing with your founder.”
“I didn’t kill him. Mr. Kabila killed him! “I don’t even have the ability to kill a vampire in the first place!”
Now they are trying to blame me. I may have committed a crime, but that doesn’t mean I want to blame other people’s sins, right? Accumulating a criminal record is a loss!
Valdamir looked at me blankly. Ruler of a country… No, I was in a cold sweat because it was my first time using an insult to an administrator, but who am I? Shijo’s lover. He is above the law and is favored by the god of this country. Even if Baldamir wants to dip me, he can’t. Let’s go out boldly.
“You didn’t try to kill me? As a result, I overexerted myself and ended up dying.”
“How do we stop people from committing suicide!”
Baldamir, who was looking at me blankly, suddenly lowered his head and spoke.
“King of humans. I express my gratitude for reviving the heart of the founder. I didn’t know that the progenitor’s secret wish would be fulfilled by a human, not a vampire… “If it were a human king, I would understand.”
“Yes? “If you suddenly say thank you, all I can say is you’re welcome.”
“However, if you are truly the king of humans. “We must represent ‘all humans.'”
Cold and sharp gaze penetrates me. It’s not something I made up, it’s real cold sweat running down my back.
Admit it. I couldn’t read Valdamir’s thoughts very deeply.
A vampire’s memories are so vast and complex that it is not easy to read them. At most, read only 50 years of memories, then try reading a thousand years worth of memories. No matter how much of a reader you are, you will feel overwhelmed if there are 20 to 30 thick books piled up around you. Especially if you read multiple books at the same time.
So, I was looking for each one to read them properly… Lost a player
They found me first.
“To you, the king of humans, are Ain and Yeiling also human?”
You cannot tell a lie. As the king of humans, I have a duty to represent them. I answered obediently.
“Yes.”
“If I do it, to you. Sijo and Finlay would be equal. Progenitor and all other vampires too.”
The king of humans is on no one’s side.
The last words the Iron Lady left before leaving. Valdamir kept those words in mind more than anyone else. No, that expression is not correct. Even if the Iron Lady had not told me, he would have investigated me.
Valdamir just wanted to get to know me. That way, I can judge whether I am dangerous or safe.
I will answer your questions faithfully. Honestly.
“Not really. Tyr is slightly different from other vampires.”
“We are the same person?”
“Not everything is the same, right? “Just as you and I are the same human beings but different.”
This kind of vague answer cannot satisfy him. Instead he said
“Bring back Count Erte.”
“Is it related to this story?”
“Let’s check.”
Baldamir nodded his head. At that moment, the power that had been binding Count Erte was loosened. Count Erte, who was finally able to control the blood around his body, hurriedly retrieved his blood. A little color returned to his pale skin.
Valdamir, who had restored Count Erte’s life, looked at me again. I did as I was told, so now he wants me to answer.
So he answered.
“You investigated and observed me. And I called him like this and tried to have a conversation. “That way you can get to know me.”
Baldamir, who was waiting for my next words, spoke as if urging me when I did not speak.
“Of course.”
“No. It may not be natural. “If you had decided on ‘human’ in advance.”
Mind reading is the only power I have left. Ability to read people. I don’t know how the human king lost his power in the first year, but I know why this is the only power left.
I guess it’s because you have to read humans to be able to represent humans.
“I can exist only after the entity called ‘human’ first exists. The king of beasts is a conceptual being of beasts. “Just as you judge me after seeing what I do and talking to, I first need people as they are in order to represent them.”
So I have no choice but to fight with Seonghwangcheong. This is also the reason why I went straight to the military headquarters after feeling the saint’s shadow.
Because the Holy Emperor will forever take away what they call sin. In the form of deleting the future.
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… Well, when I got there, the military country was a little different from what I expected, so it was okay. Clairvoyance’s job is to find sins that have occurred rather than preventing sins themselves. Even that is now entrusted to the signalman, so all I have to do is a little touch-up.
“But the vampires who are subordinate to their sect… You can’t make a choice to escape from your lord, right? Just as Finlay accepted your feelings and went down to the abyss to persuade Tyr. Was that really Finlay’s will?”
Elder, Ain, Yeiling. They are all human. However, due to the characteristics of vampires, the boundaries between humans become blurred. Because their bodies and minds are subordinated to the suzerain.
So I have to check. Whether their wishes are truly their own will.
“Reviving the heart was Tyr’s wish. It was also what I wanted at the same time. Only when the bondage of blood is broken can the vampire’s ‘humanity’ be confirmed unhindered. Not as someone else’s limbs, but as a human being.”
Tyr came to the principality with his heart back and his control lost. Vampires who have now escaped the bondage of blood are free to act unexpectedly. It’s not about doing it, it’s about being able to do it.
… Thanks to this, I also became a bit dangerous. Still, this is much more humane, right? Rather than the entire country being the body of the founder, where the vampire moves by itself according to the founder’s will.
“The King of Humans. A being that represents all humans…. Are you willing to risk it in order to hear the human voice? Even if that person dies because he did something he couldn’t handle himself?”
Observing my meaning, Valdamir muttered with a slightly different expression.
“As the saintess warned, they are extremely dangerous. Essentially denying the system. King of beasts… “Is this why it is called barbarism?”
“Same as you. Humans who abandon the stable peace and start a war are called barbarians.”
You talk like someone else’s story. I was reading you when you were trying to read me.
Valdamir’s memories were extremely difficult to read. As a vampire who has lived for over a thousand years, there was a lot to read, but more than that, it was because his entire life was fulfilling.
“Red Blood Ball. The noblest elder. The only vampire whose whereabouts and identity were revealed at the same time. Because he was always the duke of the principality. You have never been in eternal sleep. “Like humans, I cut short and ran the country while sleeping.”
I have never entered spiritual sleep. He reigned as the founder’s greatest sword and as the Duke of the Mist Principality. Thousand years. For a period of time that is difficult to fathom, humans lived fiercely as if they were going to die tomorrow. Training, learning, mastering, controlling, coping. I also fought against the boredom that immortal vampires inevitably face.
In other words, Valdamir lived a human life for a thousand years. Even though he felt nothing, he faithfully filled the time. That’s also why I couldn’t read his thoughts properly. It is a book that does not contain a single emotion, but the amount of information is incredibly large, so it was difficult to retrieve the information I wanted.
But now, having been alone with him and reading his thoughts, I could clearly understand.
What Valdamir did.
“You didn’t want a change either, did you? So you killed Ruskinia and made Lir Nightingale an Elder, right? Because Lire is a human with the power to break the bonds of blood.”
The corners of Valdamir’s eyes grew colder.