A story from a distant place. The Founder, the Elder, and the Blood
Dogo and Erzebuth came under orders from the Founder. The two elders walked leisurely. I ignored the suspicious glances directed at them casually and headed for the lightning tower as if it were a walk. I don’t know much about Claudia’s geography, but I know about the place where the blood of a predator, a vampire, flows.
There is no way you wouldn’t know if there was such a thick smell of blood. Erzebuth said while looking at the bloody tip.
“Dogo. Can you feel it now?”
“….”
Dogo did not react. Erzebuth replied as if he was used to the non-response.
“You don’t stop making cherries, do you? I’m not going to argue about the commandment not to mix with a woman even if I die. It’s many times better than a promise to be courteous to a woman even if you die.”
Even after becoming a vampire, Dogo considers it a part of his penance and according to the precepts, he does not touch a weapon, talk to a woman, or sleep on a soft floor. Even after his death, Dogo followed the teachings of his life. Since she was a vampire who had no appetite, s*x drive, or sleep anyway, no problem arose.
Of course, sijo is an exception.
Watching him keep silent according to the precepts, Herzé Butt sighed from the inside of his fan.
“One, if you do not properly carry out the order of the founding father because of your stubbornness during your lifetime. I don’t know if the concubine will ‘contempt’ you as it is.”
A powerful blood mage said to have drunk the blood of a thousand people. He even became more famous because he accomplished that feat before becoming a vampire. Excluding progenitors that are outside the standard, the amount of blood that can be handled at once is the largest. Before her death, she was well-versed in white magic and mastered domination and destruction through blood magic.
Even Dogora could not just ignore it. If the other person was a man, you could either respond politely or beat them up, but if you were a woman, it would be difficult to do both.
“… The sense of awe I felt for my founder no longer felt. What on earth happened? Even though Hinayana reflected and meditated alone, he could not find the answer.”
Dogo muttered as if he was talking to himself. It was as obvious as seeing fire that this was a move devised to keep the precepts. Erzébut covered his mouth with his fan and said:
“The wind blew for the founder as well. May his rule remain strong.”
“What kind of ingenuity and calculation must we make to find the answer? “There is no way to know with the shallow wisdom of Hinayana.”
“Simple numbers. “No matter how hard So Cheop tried, he couldn’t have even the slightest effect on Jinhyeol.”
Flowers have thorns. A dangerous scent emanated from the mouth covered by the fan. So much so that even Dogo flinched.
Trying to control the blood of the founder. If it had succeeded, it would have been treason. The moment the founder realized the attempt, he may have perished. Dogo was silent. Not because of the precepts, but because I was truly at a loss for words.
Erzébut, who wore his hat pulled down as if to hide his expression, smiled into the inside of his fan and spoke.
“One, it is clear that the progenitor has changed a little. Dare to be original… “I wouldn’t have even been able to will it, let alone attempted it.”
“….”
“If your curiosity has been satisfied, shall we go? I want to carry out my founder’s orders and meet him as soon as possible. Perhaps… In the process, he might discover something rare.”
It was time for Erzébut to move forward again. She muttered as she saw Shay falling.
“The servant who will escort us has come out to meet us.”
If anything were to happen, Shay jumped out ready to attack. Dogo understood that fighting spirit before anyone else. Just before Shay fell, Dogo also put his hands together and took a fighting stance.
“Dogo. Erzebuth. “You’re an Elder from the Principality of the Fog, right?”
Such a blasphemous word for a young child who is nothing more than food. Sparks flew from Dogo’s eyes. He was a person from the distant past, a person so stubborn that he kept the precepts even after death, and as a senior, he did not dare to sit idly by and watch Ji-su later speak informally. Dogo yelled at the youngster in front of him.
“–Um!”
No, I was going to yell. If it wasn’t for the strange reluctance that somehow held him back.
Shay looked at Dogo, who was groaning strangely, as if wondering. She made a little provocation, but instead of reacting, it was a strange moan that seemed to come out of nowhere. Puzzled by the unexpected reaction, Shay went a little further.
“Did Tirkanjaka send you? “What’s going on here, Elder?”
It is easy to fight the Elder. All of them are kondaes with stuffed figures from a thousand years ago, and a group of followers who get seizures just by hearing the name of the progenitor. If you want to fight, just touch the Sijo.
It must have been like that… The reactions are strangely different. Instead of getting angry, Erzebuth wiped her mouth with a folded fan. It’s like taking a sip of your appetite.
“Whoops. “These are delicious-looking cherries.”
“Do you like it?”
Embarrassed by the different reaction than before, Erzebuth quickly approached Shay. Pidan-gil. A technique that allows you to glide along a path made of blood without moving your feet or hands. Not only was she fast, but more than anything, her movements were as creepy as a ghost, and Shay was horrified and backed away from her.
Erzebuth spoke as if feeling sorry for the space where Shay had been, who had retreated into the sky.
“White skin and youthful appearance. While giving off a neutral atmosphere, the dots around the eyes give a point. From body type to appearance, it’s completely Socheop’s taste. “It must be delicious to bite into it.”
Vampires have no appetite. However, there is a preference for blood. Vampires also choose to eat humans depending on how tasty the blood is or whether they are highly compatible. Since the desire is rare, it doesn’t make much difference which blood they drink, but among vampires, there are Elders who enjoy the preference for certain humans. Among the few joys given to them, the one that is close to gastronomy is vampires.
An extreme example is a concubine.
Erzébut spread his fan and continued speaking.
“On top of that, he is pure and healthy. It’s blood that even the founder would covet. Ah, is there still joy left in the world?”
“I don’t have a hobby that feeds vampires, so make a lot of noise and tell me your purpose.”
“Ah-. Is it so. “I had work to do.”
Chak. Erzébut folded his fan in one go and spoke eloquently.
“According to the will of the great and beautiful founder, who will never change. “I have come to tell you to return to Lyr Nightingale.”
“Just to give orders? Didn’t you come to take me?”
“Same word. “There is no vampire who would refuse an order given by the founder himself.”
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It is not the case. Shay knew that Lir had escaped her bondage. Therefore, if Liir wishes, he will ignore Tirkanjaka’s orders. And as long as there are patients left, Lir will remain here. Shay doesn’t know what choice she will make at this point….
“If you think about another woman with your notebook in front of you, you will hate me, my sweet cherry.”
“Who is your sweet cherry?! I have no intention of giving blood to the likes of you!”
Shay thought about it for a while after snapping it. However, the important thing is Lire’s intention in the end. If Lire wants to go, she has no reason to stop her as Shay. However, if she wants to stay…. Shay will help with that.
“Okay. “I’ll pass it on as is.”
“Hmm? “You’re telling me?”
“That’s literally it. There is a patient inside and he is taking care of it. Let me ask you about Liir’s intentions and let you know….”
“–Um!”
Boom. A strong advance flowed through the ground. Shay took her alert at the unusual momentum emanating from Dogo. His expression did not change, but Dogo shouted, expressing his emotions instead with momentum.
“The founder’s command is absolute! All vampires have to come out with tabi and kneel down to support them, but why can’t they even see their faces!”
It was a cryptic remark as to whether he was speaking to someone, but it was a trivial matter in front of the surging momentum. Shay pulled out Jizan and secretly compressed the cherry blossoms behind her back.
If an immortal vampire has a weakness, it is innate insensitivity. Because death is far away, the sense of crisis naturally fades, which leads to dulling of the senses.
“Don’t make a fuss. Just think a little bit about who you are and you’ll know. If you don’t want to turn the whole of Claudia into an enemy….”
“The most necessary thing in walking the path of asceticism is perseverance. “No matter what obstacles come in your way in life, you must endure them and move forward!”
The advance occurred once again. Suffering. Bobeop, which means a thorny path, shook the earth and left bloody footprints. If you were to place the skinny old monk on a scale, it would seem that he would be no bigger than a single rolling brick, but strangely enough, his steps contained an astonishing power.
Blood Qigong has the same origin as Erzebut’s Pidan path, but has evolved in a completely different direction. If Erzébut is grand and elegant, Dogo is simple and rugged. It’s hard to believe that he’s the same vampire.
“The original monk is an ascetic, and at the same time, it is an asceticism that sentient beings must face!”
This is how the vampires survived against the Holy Emperor. Dogo took an unstoppable step straight towards his lightning tower.
“I will go. Come!”
To fight him who was getting closer, Shay also pulled out Jizan. He skillfully hid the strength he had been preparing inwardly in Jizan’s shadow.
‘Blood monk Dogo. He is very powerful, but he has one weakness.’
It is not a natural weakness, but an ideological weakness. Shay stopped thinking about blocking or dodging. She instead poured all of her strength and energy into her attack.
Dogo is an ascetic.
Those who seek enlightenment by whipping themselves and inflicting pain on themselves. Dogo’s choice to live the life of a vampire also reveals his thoughts. He believed that life was suffering and that the eternal life of a vampire was an endless penance.
That’s why Dogo wears only a pair of burlap clothes that barely reveal his top. He wants to expose himself in the sunlight, to feel pain and discomfort with it. For him, pain is something to be accepted, not avoided.
Therefore, Dōgo does not dodge the attack.
Hold on and take it. Unlike Lungken, who believes in regenerative power and competes in strength, Dogo’s attack is the realm and purpose of technology in itself.
Dōgo was determined to receive Shay’s blow as well.
-Shay ‘experienced’ that fact.
It is different from simple knowledge. We call a genius who puts knowledge into practice right away. If you learn through experience, it is said to be brilliant, and if you manage to master it after failing several times, it is evaluated as dull.
Shay was a dunce. However, the only difference is that they went through experiences and failures over and over again.
“Haaap!”
Shay added even the defensive Qigong Chunban-Gyeong to her attack. Chun Ban-gyeong, who was always ready to react and defend, unwinds and winds up in Jizan.
Shay, who lacks talent, is always clean, and one piece of paper that separates life and death is not cut. Her attacks are dull and her finishing is sloppy. Because of his sheer prowess, he often missed his enemies even with his immense power.
However, even such shades happen once in a lifetime. There was a time when she performed a move that would remain as a flashing memory in her life. Like many people without talent, the problem was that they couldn’t bring out the flash when they wanted it.
Geomhu felt sorry for Shay, so he modified some of her techniques and made them offensive. By completely imprinting her body’s memory into her pores, she can recreate the blow whenever she wants.
That’s a thousand-radius attack type. Although it is not flexible, it is the blow of Shay’s life that is guaranteed to be powerful. Shay once delivered a successful blow.
“Cheonjigeomgon, Taegeuk!”
The tip of the jizan that was fired drew a subtle curve. The extremely compressed Heavenly Cherry was like containing the power of a storm, and its immense power made even Jizan vibrate. Confining the power of heaven and earth to one point, Shei stretched out her entire body and blew a storm into her Dogo’s body….
And Dogo stood up to him with the determination to take all the blows. The parched body did not resist or adapt to the typhoon at the tip of the knife. We simply melted into the flow and became one.
Blood-fighting method, wind and wave.
Dogo and Shay clashed, and blood and flesh flew mixed in the storm. A literal bloodbath struck Claudia.