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I said my goal was to revive the Demon God, but there wasn’t much for me to do. As now, I was only focused on pleasing Tyr and regaining his senses.
As a result, I became attached to Tyr on a daily basis. Being stuck doesn’t mean just being together….
“Sister! “Do you mind if I come in?”
“Come in.”
“Yes! Enjoy your sister’s room for a moment….”
As soon as she lost her approval, Kabila opened the door to her throne room in glee… When she saw the sight inside, she pursed her lips for a moment.
Tyr and I were sitting inside. If it had been just that, it would have been narrowly within Kabila’s acceptable range. But only one.
The fact that Tyr and I were sitting on the same chair made Kabila stop.
“What is this?”
If something is too absurd, I am speechless. This is true even if the opponent is a vampire. I spoke as I read Kabila’s thoughts as they gradually broke down.
With Tyr sitting on her lap.
“The two of you, please talk. “Don’t worry about me.”
“How can you not care! No, why are you hugging your sister?! How could an outsider man put his hands on her older sister… I did it again!”
“Didn’t Tyr tell you? “Right now I’m working on restoring Tyr’s senses, so I need to stick to him as much as possible.”
It wasn’t a lie. Because I am currently imbuing my senses with the hand that is holding Tyr’s shoulder.
Even the Demon God of Thunder cannot carve his senses into someone else’s body at will. This is because the demon god understands the structure of the world, but does not know how a beggar human came to be. If all practical problems could be explained by finding a formula, the word ‘desk bite’ would not have appeared.
But I am different. If the King of Humans, who can read humans themselves, understands even the Demon God’s knowledge, he can carve the senses into his body. However, this only applies when Tyr cooperates obediently….
“Mmm. As expected, there remains a psychological barrier to showing it to others….”
“Then shall we stop?”
“No. Go on. It would be disappointing to dismiss Kabila as a stranger. She said that Kabila, who I had been with for a long time, was the child who watched my secrets….”
Tyr said, leaning closer. I nodded and placed my hand on Tyr’s shoulder again. The one-piece dress with thin shoulder straps exposed almost all of my shoulders, and I placed my palm on Tyr’s shoulder without any hindrance.
Paget. Generating a weak static electricity, I massaged Tyr’s shoulder. Tyr closed his eyes and trembled like a cat.
“How is it? Are you cool?”
“Mmm. Okay. “I can feel it.”
“My muscles are very tight. “Why are your shoulders so stiff?”
“Are your muscles tight? “It’s not like he’s applying much force.”
“Ah. Sorry. “I guess my strength was weak.”
It’s a conversation that feels like massaging your grandparents’ shoulders. Actually, I look older than Tyr.
Kabila clearly captured the sight of Tyr’s body being massaged with his own eyes while still standing.
“Un… you?”
“That’s enough. Kabila.”
Tyr scolded Kabila as he continued to receive my massage.
“I also didn’t want to show such a disgrace in front of others, but…. Hugh is human. You have to sleep and eat, and sometimes you have to rest your hands and go out. “I guess we can’t force him to take more time.”
“You have to force it! “It is only right for her mistress to serve her sister with all her heart!”
“I don’t like it. I will not accept that Hyuga is tired because of me. So I hope you understand.”
When Sijo tells us to understand, we have no choice but to understand. Although Kabila was dissatisfied, he decided to accept the situation for now.
‘You put your hands on her sister without hesitation…’ . How much it is too much, that person doesn’t even know one penny… ! The salting stops there… !’
Well. Is this really salting? If you remove all preconceptions, you’re just giving a massage without anything in particular. This is the level of an attack on an elderly person, so just skip it.
“Come and sit down. Okay. “What’s going on?”
“… “It’s because of the upcoming low tide.”
“The night tide is approaching. I came back at a good time….”
Low tide at night? While I paused for a moment at the unfamiliar word, Tyr read my hand and realized my question.
‘Oops. I don’t know what it means to rest at night in a foreign country. No matter how much I tell you not to worry, you can’t talk about things you don’t know all day long.’
That’s right. What does Tyr know? You can tell by reading thoughts, but it’s harder to pretend you don’t know what you know. It will be easier for both of you if you let us know in advance. It’s been a long time since I received this kind of consideration.
‘But I don’t know about Hyuga, so please explain… That would be embarrassing to Hugh. ‘You have to save your pet’s face.’
I didn’t expect that much consideration, but…. Anyway, Tyr cleared his throat and asked.
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“Kabila. I guess I was confused for a moment. “Can you briefly explain what the night tide was?”
“It’s as much as you want, sister.”
Without a doubt, Kabila began to explain.
“Two sea creatures live in the sea of sea creatures. Island whales and cloud rays. Cloud stingrays, which are reckless, strike the sea with their wing-like fins to stun fish, and then float on the surface of the sea, picking up fish that float up and eating them. He’s a guy who gets into an annoying accident, but… “It’s nothing compared to the island whale.”
I still remember the tsunami. A tsunami that almost swept away the humans who came to pick up food at low tide. What could have turned into a terrible disaster was only the aftermath of the Hunt of the Hunt.
But the island whale was more than that. To the point where even Kabila feels a bit of awe when she thinks of an island whale.
“Once every four years, island whales live as if they were dead in the deep sea, and then come up to the sea at this time of year. It’s a deep sea for us… For island whales, it is a shallow place where the back sticks out like an island when you lie down on your stomach. It sits like a dam between two islands, and opens its mouth to the flow of water. Then….”
“The water that fills the sea passes through the belly of an island whale.”
“It’s just as you said. Island whales gobble up seawater to filter out their prey, then flush the rest of the seawater away. With huge gills and pores.”
As if words weren’t enough, Kabila showed it by making a shape with her own blood. She blocks the flow of water like a dam and opens her mouth. Her blood pours out of her mouth. The whale made of blood swallowed the waves in one gulp, filtering the remaining water and sending it away.
“However, the water released by the island whales that blocked the ocean current is much less than usual. There is a shortage of water in the sea of sea. Because of this, huge ebb tides that are not normally experienced occur. This is the low tide at night. “It’s a phenomenon where the plains beneath the sea are revealed.”
The story of the sea turtle was passed down like a legend. Not only is it difficult to understand in words, but not many people have actually seen it.
However, the story of harm and harm heard from the mouth of a vampire… Even if you knew the whole story and heard it, it was like a legend.
What is that? The island whale is an island whale with its back sticking out like an island, and after blocking the sea like a dam, it filters the sea water and eats it as rice? Is that why the tide is so high that plains are created?
The scale is truly terrifying. I realize once again why boats cannot float other than rivers and lakes. It’s an animal or something, it’s just a living natural disaster.
After finishing his explanation, Kabila crossed his arms and expressed his disapproval.
“I am not very reluctant, but it is a valuable opportunity for the livestock to raise a lump sum, so it is difficult to stop them. “There must be quite a few things that covet coral and shells.”
“In the past, didn’t most people sell it for gold? “I don’t have that gold medal now, so who would want it?”
“There are still a lot. The wandering merchants of the Demonic Federation are still the same, and although they are no longer there, they have sought the knowledge of that kingdom by offering it as a duel prize. Even in the barbarian land below, there was exchange between warlocks who said they used it as a material….”
Kabila was the same as Valdamir. Since Tyr returned from seclusion for a few decades or a few hundred years at the longest, he had to explain the situation at that time. For some reason, I felt used to explaining things.
“So before the night tide comes, humans and vampires from all over the principality will gather here. “It brings darkness as if night is coming.”
An opportunity for all the humans and vampires scattered throughout the principality to gather together. That’s the low tide at night.
“And… Valdamir made that the day of Lir Nightingale’s trial.”
The real reason why Kabila brought up the story of ebb and flow came at the end.
It’s nothing else, it’s something related to Elder. Of course, it should be announced at the place where all vampires gather. The Red Blood Worker discussed with Kabila how about making that day the trial day….
“Of course, your sister will have to approve!”
And in the middle of the visit to get the last permission. Tyr nodded happily.
“Ask them to do so.”
“Aren’t you opposed to it?”
“Since it is reasonable, there is no particular reason to change it. It’s the day when all the awake vampires gather, and after that day we’ll be busy again, so it’s better to finish it beforehand.”
The work is done clearly. So Tyr trusted him and entrusted the country to Valdamir, and Valdamir served Tyr with all his loyalty. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Baldamir is responsible for all important events in the country.
As if Kabila expected this to happen, she nodded and replied.
“… “Then, I’ll let you know.”
“Thank you for your hard work. I’ll leave it to you, Kabila. Oh, just a moment. “Can I ask you one more favor?”
“As much as you want.”
Tyr glanced at me and smiled.
“The food you cooked was really good. It is both a blessing and a curse to regain my sense of taste and eat your food. “My eyes have become so high that it is difficult to be satisfied with anything else.”
“That’s too much praise.”
“It wasn’t excessive at all. So, next time. Will you cook for me and Hugh? “I want to feel that joy and sympathize with you.”
Is the late wind scary? It’s been a while since you learned about taste, but you’re already interested in gourmet food.
What does it feel like to serve food to the ancestors you admire and the older sister you admire? Wouldn’t it be quite a thrilling and exciting situation? Maybe I will faint from shock.
But Kabila is a vampire. She is so overcome with emotion that her body doesn’t even stop. In the first place, she only makes food to eliminate human complaints. It’s not a skill she learned to feel rewarding or empathize with.
It used to be different. In the past, Tyr was noble but felt empty, and her descendant Kabila was tied to that power and emotion. She tried to please Tyr as much as she could. One-sidedly, she was at a time when Kabila was hanging.
But for now.
“Anything for her sister!”
The smile that her thousand years of experience had created was all she had to offer.