Is it really because of the color that the country is tilting?
Governors are busy. A person who has the responsibility to manage the governed takes on a number of tasks. No matter how much of a ‘god’ Tyr was and the boss of his pants, there was quite a bit of work to be done. Considering the absence of over a hundred years, it was wise for Valdamir to filter and reduce it to this level.
“Manwol Castle Open? “Is this place open?”
“At first, Manwol’s Castle was a fortress built for vampires to gather and live. As the number increased and the land to rule expanded, everyone dispersed and became my territory. However, I live alone, so why should I build a castle this big? “If there’s a chance for vampires to gather here, they’ll give us a guest room.”
Well, even if you collect all of the Yeiling-class vampires, it’s only about 1,500. Rather than providing accommodation for them, it would be more effective to force them into the castle.
“No one but the Elder will dare to come up. “You won’t run into me for no reason, so don’t worry.”
“I’m not particularly worried. It’s nice to meet new people again. “There’s someone behind me.”
“I am there. hehehehe. Okay. “As long as I’m in this country, you have nothing to worry about.”
“There is one. Tyr’s heart changes. A concubine is said to be treated as a spy when love falls, but wouldn’t I be the only one?”
Then Tyr made a slightly angry expression.
“Do you think I, who has lived for over a thousand years, would abandon you over a trivial matter?”
“I don’t know. “What will happen to people’s hearts?”
“I am a vampire. “I’ve harbored deep, dark hatred for a thousand years, so I wonder if my love for you won’t last even a hundred years.”
“For a thousand years in the past there was no heart and no senses, but in the next hundred years there will be a heart and senses? I know better because I gave it to you as a gift.”
“Even if that is the case, the gift of heart and senses to me will remain. Just as resentment is engraved in the heart, reciprocation will surely be accomplished. It doesn’t mean you’ll change your mind.”
Reviving her memories of working at her former host bar made Tyr’s heart a little stronger. If she gives the slightest hint of fear of being abandoned by an older woman, she gets more attached. I wondered if that would apply to millennials, but… Fortunately, only the fact that he was older was important, but the size didn’t seem to matter.
“I see. Although I’ll have to fully revive my senses to apply all the favors. How do you feel, Tyr? Is her shoulder okay?”
“Okay. It’s so strange that something was both cool and itchy. Unknowingly, I want to shrug my shoulders. “Is this really what it is?”
“It’s normal. “When I was young, it was itchy because my body was soft, but as I got older, my muscles became harder, so it felt cool to the touch.”
“Hmm. “For some reason, the tickling sensation was stronger.”
“It follows the age of the body. Now the shoulders are done. “The exposed part is over.”
Since my head is on top, I had to go from top to bottom to regain my senses. Even part of the face, neck, shoulders and back. Tyr reflected on her own senses. Unlike her smell or taste, her body only had a sense of touch, but since he didn’t even have that, Tyr, who had broken and torn apart her body at will, felt a little uneasy about her unfamiliar sensations.
She said, ‘There must be a reason she repeatedly asked if the vacation was okay. The sensation will make me a completely different being than before. You will pursue a more comfortable feel and desire a sweeter taste. As my senses change me, I become tied to them….’
But her worries about Tyr ended there. Because changing at will was what Tyr truly wanted.
Nothing lasts forever. Even great principles that have existed since the beginning will change over time. We who live in it are also subject to it.
Tyr, who saw the world changing but was sick of himself staying the same… Without realizing it, she longed for change, which led to her wishing her heart could beat again.
I don’t know how she will change, but I believe she will get better.
‘There is nothing to worry about. The principality is still the same, and Hugh is by my side. Rather than….’
“… More than that, phew.”
“Why?”
Tyr stopped her from saying something and turned her head away.
“… No. It is nothing. Forget it.”
“What is it? “Don’t talk.”
“Didn’t you say it was nothing?”
“Tir. There are two ways to make people angry. The first thing is to stop talking.”
Tyr, who was quietly listening to me, urged me.
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“Why do you only say the first one? Second is?”
“I’ll tell you when you say it. “What is nothing?”
“Did you make it up just to hear that? “Didn’t you say it was nothing?”
Tyr resolutely shouted at her. She chose that way of speaking so that I could feel her feelings, but she was so stubborn that it seemed difficult to hear the story from her mouth. She had no choice but to rely on her mind-reading skills.
I’m sorry, Tyr. I don’t have a private life.
‘To revive the senses of the body, you must touch it. Since the strands of lightning emitted by Hugh must be planted, the effect is greatly reduced if it is covered by a thin cloth. ‘Because the fluff of the fabric swallows up small lightning bolts.’
Having been through a lot, Tyr is now understanding the principles to some extent. It’s a demon god or something, but once you get used to it, it’s not even magic, it’s just common sense.
‘… Ha, if you do it. To recall the sensations of the whole body. I’m going to have to sweep my entire body with Hugh’s hands. Without even a single thread on.’
Although it was not at all shameful to show one’s heart, 12th century girls were reluctant to show their bare skin, perhaps due to customary resistance.
Actually, I was like that too. When Ui-seon cut open the ship, the emotion she felt was not shame but fear. There is no difference whether you are a vampire or a human.
‘I’m embarrassed to say that with my mouth. Even if I mention Hyuga, it looks strange so I don’t know what to do….’
Ah, about that. Sigh. I know. It’s difficult.
I’m a mind reader, so it’s quite important to me how important the other person thinks. Would you say that value follows the other party? If you have any resistance, I won’t force you to do it.
What if there is nothing? It’s good for me.
‘If you ask me if I don’t like poetry, that’s true. Isn’t this too fast? I want to progress a little more slowly and calmly, and share my thoughts and feelings sufficiently. ‘I don’t want to waste such precious first moments because of work.’
However, Tyr’s mind was more complicated. There is a lot of resistance, but I feel a strong desire for someone to tear down that wall.
Tsk. At this point, I don’t think there’s any need to do anything more.
“Tir. “I think this is enough.”
“Huh?”
“Tir has become human enough now. “He’s on par with me or better.”
I coolly took my hand away.
“Actually, there is no need to preserve sensation below the neck. This is enough. “As long as it has taste, smell, and touch, it’s all taken care of.”
“Uh, hmm?”
“Even among non-vampires, there are some who have no sense in their bodies. Tyr is better than them because he can move his body freely. In addition, she felt all the taste and scent, and even took her stiff shoulders to taste, so she took it all.”
“That…” “Is that it?”
“Yes. What should I do if I regain all my senses in my body for no reason and then feel pain? “There will be some fights in the future, but it is better to minimize the pain.”
“Okay… “I see.”
These were words that poured cold water on Tyr’s heart, which had been in a gloomy and excited mood just a moment ago. Tyr, who felt strangely bad, stood up and said:
“Then why did you make me sit on your knee? “If you had known it would end this quickly, there would have been no reason to stay in front of Kabila.”
“I wanted to quickly restore Tyr’s senses.”
“Huh. You ate stir-fried beans in a flash. “I couldn’t even tell if the feeling in my shoulder would come back or not.”
“And it’s the perfect size for Tyr to sit on his lap. “It felt good.”
“Wow….”
Tyr, who was snorting, paused for a moment. I was contemplating whether or not it was a compliment to say that he was small and soft and nice to hold. But anyway, the work is over now.
“I’m done here. If there is anything you want to try, please call again. “I used this simply to revive my senses, but it seems to have endless uses.”
I massaged his stiff hands and went out.
Come on. Is proud. It was a bit difficult, but it was easier than when I revived my heart before.
Even though it seemed easy at the time, it was dangerous. By focusing my mind-reading skills on Tyr, I, the king of humans, became the spokesperson for only ‘Tir’, captured myself at that time in my mind and engraved it in Tyr’s heart. Could it be said that Tyr’s memories from his childhood were literally overwritten?
This was possible because it was an abyss with very few people, and because the opponent was Tyr, who had stayed in his previous body. Even that had serious side effects and I almost lost myself. It was a memory so strong that he almost lost his sense of self and turned into a girl.
… No, it might have been possible because the human king lost his power. To represent only one person in front of you, that is not possible for the King of Beasts.
Anyway, it was easier now that I had the Demon God. Since I still had the cards, I didn’t have to sympathize with Tyr like I did then.
So what should we do now? Now that you’ve finished one task, should you try the rest? There is no grave without a story, and the culprit who killed Ruskinia has been found, but I am still curious about the background.
Lyr Nightingale, who inherited Jinhyeol, was Yeiling. Of course she has a relative who made her a vampire, and that is her sub-human of Luskinia. Her identity is Lili, Lire’s mother.
But Lily was executed. For escape.
Something is strange. The Elder is fine, but Ain is running away?
Jazra, the demi-in of Ruskinia, said that Lir had broken her bonds. The request to kill Lir contained more than just anger over the death of the squire. It’s a shame that he died so quickly that I couldn’t even read his thoughts at the time.
The dead are not just speechless. I can’t even think. As a mind reader, if there is anything I don’t know about human affairs, the clues must lie in dead people.
I came down one floor from Tyr’s floor and looked back at the people following me.
“Count Erte.”
“Did you call me?”
“Is there anyone among the late Mr. Ruskinia’s demi-humans that I would like to meet?”
The Red Blood Guard’s guard was a little troubled by the unexpected proposal. However, to Count Erthe, the Red Blood Prince’s orders were absolute, and he ordered me to obey. Count Erte should not have complained about anything.
Even if it is quite a risky act.