455 – Hwamu and Ilhong
Puh-hee-hee!
Blood Demon Ralion howled harshly. Ralion leapt off her floor and planted his forepaw into Rahu Khan’s chest. Rahu Khan, who had a hoof brand carved into his pectoralis major muscle, withstood the impact and threw down his spear. The spear pierced Ralion from head to tail in one blow, swirling around and turning Ralion into a handful of blood.
However, Ralion, who had regenerated his body in an instant, attacked Rahu Khan with a headbutt. Rahu Khan shouted, fighting a battle of words.
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“Rallion. Are you still the same!”
The first Elder of the Progenitors, Ralion is an Elder, but he is not an Elder. That is the end of the girl Tyr and the beginning of the progenitor Tyrkanjaka. The first creation I made while remembering the horse that died next to me. Unlike the Elders, who have egos of their own, Ralion follows only the whims of his progenitor. The prototype of the Elder is human, but Ralion is her old friend created from the memories of the progenitor.
It was no different now that the progenitor had escaped the bondage of blood. Rallion stood loyally and thwarted her traitor. Overwhelming power is power in itself. Ralion pushed Rahu Khan with her natural strength.
The battle entered a lull. Bakuta and Myuri do not show much movement after being hit a few times. The two, who were extremely moody to begin with, only impulsively acted out their temper after the bridle disappeared and had no particular purpose, and Erzébut, who had the power to actually threaten the progenitor, was indifferent after he flew away.
It was an unpleasant fight for Rahu Khan. Rahu Khan’s purpose is to protect the ‘species’ called Centaurs. The reason he contributed to the rebellion against his founder was because he felt uneasy in the shaken governance structure after the bridle was broken. If the rebellion against the founder failed, he planned to take his family and run away to the jungle. Rahu Khan, who has four legs, is faster than anyone else.
It is natural that he, who is full of thoughts of running away, is passive in fighting. Even though he could have defeated Ralion with all his might, Rahu Khan held on and only observed the situation.
“Ha-ha-ha-! Father-! “There’s still a long way to go!”
The irony was that it was Runken who made up for Erzsebut’s absence. Runken, who had responded to Progenitor and created an opportunity for growth, was now facing Tirkanjaka.
Tir Khan Xaka’s shadow waved his arms as if annoyed. It was a movement as if shaking off an insect. A huge shadow arm flew towards Runken, destroying the wall and floor.
Runken does not use any special powers. All he has is a strong body and an endless fighting spirit. However, if the fighting spirit is added to the overwhelming power, it is truly a great power. The wild boar beast’s fundamental desire, which could not be stopped even by the progenitor’s true blood, made it move its body even against a huge and powerful enemy.
“Hmph!”
Runken ran towards Tirkanjaka and ran into his shadow. He lunged forward with his arms and head against a force of overwhelming size, mass to match, and speed excessively high for its weight.
It looked like it had crashed into an oncoming tank. Runken’s body was crushed from his legs to his head. However, even while his head was in the back of his neck, Runken’s two fists were moving, aiming at his opponent.
Even as his knees are ground to pieces on the stone floor, he clenches his fists and strikes repeatedly. Dozens or hundreds of ripples rose above the shadow that formed the shape. If a single strike didn’t work, then a series of strikes, Runken continued to pour out his strength.
Tirkanjaka’s shadow was dense, but so far it was only modeled after her body and not solid. As Runken struck the same spot one after another, the darkness dissipated. Finally, Runken broke the shadow by slamming his head into it and roared, covered in blood.
Of course, it was only one arm at most. Two arms suddenly emerged from the shadows. As he grabbed Runken with both arms and threw him into the air, another hole appeared in the ceiling of Manwol Castle. Runken’s cries faded away.
Regardless, Tirkanjaka’s attention was not directed towards Runken. Tirkanjaka muttered darkly.
[…] Where is Hugh?]
“If you are talking about my mistress, she has already run away. “Leaving his sister behind.”
Kabila, who was watching the fight without participating, remained steadfast even though the situation was unfavorable. Tirkanjaka said while glaring at Kabila.
[He must have left the place for a while because it was getting dangerous.]
“It’s the same. He won’t be by her sister’s side in moments of danger. Or, he might become even more dangerous if he stays around his sister.”
[It becomes dangerous if you stay near me?]
“Yes, sister. “Like now.”
Kabila spread her arms and pointed at the castle that was in shambles. Due to the successive battles, everything including the furniture and decorations, as well as the floor and ceiling, had collapsed. This is because the castle was too weak to withstand the battle between vampires.
In this place, the only ones that were maintaining their form were vampires. Just as it remained intact throughout over a thousand years of history, the vampires remained the same even while the castle was collapsing.
“Look. Only vampires. The only thing that doesn’t change and is permanent is a vampire. Instead, everything around falls apart like a grain of sand. “Because they are softer and more fragile than vampires.”
There is no pain, so there is no fear. Since the body regenerates, it does not hesitate to destroy it. This applies not only to Elders but also to Tirkanjaka. Even if something new came to her, she would just watch until it broke her.
“If her sister rules over everyone in this land, then this land will be safe for her as long as her sister loves him. But what if her sister stops beating her progenitor? She could take him hostage, attack him out of ignorance, or assassinate him simply to torment her sister. Her older sister, who is blinded by her love, will you be able to notice and stop her in advance?”
[You are ignoring Hugh. Did you think he would be defeated that easily?]
“Yes. You will get hit. “It is the fate of the king of humans, no, the king of beasts.”
Kabila declared.
“The role of the beast is to be foolishly treated by wise humans. The dog king acts cutely towards humans, and the wolf king gets caught in a trap and dies. The king of sheep survives by sacrificing his fur every time… “The king of humans will die, abandoned by humans.”
[Being abandoned… ?]
“Before the first year, humans conquered the earth and established the most powerful empire. The owner of that great country was a human king. Do you know how the most powerful king of beasts and the king of humans, who had all the power and wisdom, disappeared?”
That was something from the distant past that not even Tirkanjaka knew about. Tirkanjaka has lived through the ages of five monarchs, and has only seen them decline. All Tirkanjaka knew was related to the five monarchs.
The saint said, Man is the lord of all things and is a being that transcends beasts. That is why, she said, there is no human king.
Tirkanjaka, who denies everything the saint said, did not believe it at all, but… But she wasn’t of much interest. It has been of recent interest because of Hughes’ presence.
But Kabila knew something about her. Tirkanjaka listened to Kabila’s words without even realizing it.
“-Rebellion, this is it.”
Kabila now shared a history that few people know.
“The human king accepts the will of humans. Treason is usurping the power and authority of the king. “It is said that the human king gave up his life and power and disappeared in response to the will of humans to rebel.”
[…] Live?]
“Yes. I don’t know why something that had never appeared before has finally appeared in front of my sister. That won’t last long either. Because ‘living sister’ won’t be able to protect him. The country, the human king, and even her sister’s heart will shake and crumble. This is really a remonstrance for my sister. Please make a wise choice. If that Palpun is Baldamir, I will support my sister without knowing anything, so before he comes….”
Even if Kabila doesn’t do anything, tragedy will eventually come. Kabila whispered like a prophet.
It was a unnecessary worry when he ruled over everyone, but now the principality does not go as Tirkanjaka wants. The Elder’s Rebellion is a clear example. As the darkness of Tirkanjaka grew deeper, Kabila suddenly looked outside and muttered.
“Oh my, he’s here.”
Boom!
Before he could finish speaking, one side of the wall collapsed, and the skinny monk rolled over and fell against the wall. The blood monk Dogo, who scolded the founder and left, reappeared in a completely unexpected way. Dogo, who seemed to have been harshly attacked by someone, glared through the wall and roared.
“Yes, Innoom-!”
Valdamir calmly appeared through the broken crack. Unlike Dogo, Baldamir, who came in without a single thing disturbed, looked down at Dogo and said.
“Stand up straight. “It is the safety of the founder.”
“The ancestors who lost their power and authority by falling into lust are nothing! Sabbath is over. The original monk will escape from the Saba world!”
“If you want, do it. However, leave the treatment of your blood to your ancestors.”
“No one can determine the treatment of the original monk!”
Dogo recovered his stance and at the same time rushed towards Baldamir like a thunderbolt. The famous martial artist dug into Valdamir’s lower body without even giving him a chance to swing his great sword. With a thump, Dogo, who had stepped on an angle that shook the entire castle, fired his Qigong.
The evil will of the law of blood fighting, catastrophe.
The swirling blood surged as if it would tear Valdamir apart. Against him, Baldamir bent his arm and pulled it inward.
The forces engage with the slightly offset axis. The twisting force created a huge rotation. Dogo’s blow, which should have torn Baldamir to pieces, grazed Baldamir, and his two arms wrapped around each other. Valdamir, who dodged the attack by just a piece of paper, grabbed Dogo’s fully extended arm.
Quad deuk. My arms, which had used up all their strength, had no strength left. As he twisted his arm and pushed it out of the joint, Dogo’s arm broke like a cane. Even if it’s Qigong, the way to shake it off is a martial artist’s. In that case, deal with it the way a martial artist does.
Before Dogo could regenerate his shaky elbow, Baldamir quickly swung his greatsword. Dogo reacted quickly and struck away the blade of the great sword, but Baldamir inserted his handle into the gap between the ribs instead of the blade.
It was nothing to a vampire, but Valdamir’s purpose was not to attack, but to limit his actions. Even a vampire cannot move naturally if he or she is holding a sword with his or her ribs. Although he had to pull it out, Valdamir moved half a beat faster and pushed Dogo.
In terms of physical strength, skill, and even in this situation, Baldamir has a slight advantage. Baldamir was like a punisher punishing sin. Every time Dogo momentarily erred in judgment, Valdamir coldly took the price. His arm is cut and his shoulder is broken. It digs into the short intervals you want to reproduce one after another.
It took a long time for a battle with a clear gap, but for a fight between vampires, the game was decided in an instant. Dogo, lying face down with his entire body in a rag, cried out in shame at Baldamir’s feet.
“Ugh… ! You’re destroying the master’s skills! Suddenly!”
“If you have seen it for close to a thousand years, you will know it automatically. On the contrary, I want to ask again. “What have you been doing all this time?”
Valdamir knew the answer. That he didn’t do anything.
Elders are all monsters that were famous at the time. And while retaining the power of his prime, he even acquired the immortality of a vampire. That alone made it something close to a disaster.
And it stopped there.
The Elders, who added power to already completed technology, acquired different powers. That alone was powerful enough to follow the founder’s orders.
Baldamir, who met the progenitor by chance and received blood from him, had to struggle to be of any help. Fortunately, as an elder, Valdamir was promised a long time and numerous opportunities. Valdamir honed himself by learning the skills of other Elders.
“You have been eliminated, Dogo.”
“Ugh… !”
“I won’t blame you for your laziness. Because that’s why you became a vampire. “The reason you ended up like this is because you became an obstacle in the path of the founder.”
Baldamir muttered coldly and braced his feet. The ascetic’s sturdy body also collapsed under the power of the red blood ball. With a crash, the heart along with the ribs were crushed all at once, and the red blood ball’s foot penetrated the doggo and hit the floor. After treating Doggo like a shoe with a hole, he shook off his hand and entered an audience with Tir Khanjaka.
[…] Valdamir.]
“I’m sorry, founder. “I was late because I had to punish a traitor.”
All kinds of emotions rush in from the eerie shadow. The darkness stirs dizzyingly, as if responding to Tirkanjaka’s heart. Valdamir thought as he looked up at the shadow glaring at him.
‘It looks like you’ve finally learned to be cautious.’
Vampires are naturally wary. Since you don’t die and don’t feel pain, there’s little reason to be afraid of anything. Valdamir was proud when he saw Tirkanjaka’s changed appearance.
[Are you trying to defy me too? Are you criticizing me for getting my heart back?]
“Not at all. “The path the founder is taking is my path.”
[Other elders seem to have different thoughts.]
“They chose to stop. “The founder chose to move on, so I have no choice but to leave him behind.”
[Are you testing me by watching quietly until now?]
“How dare you do that? What I wanted to test was Elder.”
Du Lahan, Erzébut, and Dogo also failed the test. Valdamir calmly reported to Sijo. As if he was used to killing Elders.
Seeing the Elder staying neither dead nor alive, Tirkanjaka soon realized.
[Ruskinia did not choose to die on her own. So far she has been trialling in vain.]
“That’s right.”
Valdamir is faithful to his founder, but he is not completely obedient either. He was a man who calmly did things that the founder did not order for the sake of the founder. Like a parent who wants his child to grow up, he made sure to leave Tirkanjaka his share. Whether it’s a ruling for the country, knowledge to study, or an Elder who rebelled.
Tirkanjaka looked at the strongest Elder and asked as if to confirm.
[You must be the one who destroyed Ruskinia forever.]
“Yes.”
As he was about to admit it, a hypothesis suddenly occurred to him.
Valdamir acts for the sake of his ancestors. It’s not because he is a member of the family. Just before his death, Baldamir wanted to become a progenitor, and even after becoming a descendant, he kept that intention. It was for this reason that he killed Ruskinia, a fellow Elder. Because he dared to rebel against his founder.
I was confident at that time. Luskinia’s madness is at a level that cannot be put out right away, and he who has freed himself from the shackles through his own power will truly become a threat to the progenitor. It was a reasonable decision, befitting a vampire.
But… After getting out of the loop, thinking back, something strange struck me.
Why did Ruskinia come to Baldamir? Did she sincerely propose rebellion to the red-blooded Duke who followed the founder? And that too in a not-so-perfect physical condition due to breaking free from the shackles?
And, why did she bring her daughter who was practically dead?
Baldamir had no choice but to kill Ruskinia. It was for Sijo’s sake, but it was something I didn’t want to do. When Elder kills Elder, chaos comes to the country. Valdamir, who is not an Elder, can kill them but cannot rule them.
So, Baldamir poured all of his blood into Ruskinia’s daughter, Lir. He didn’t have any special powers against Baldamir, but he was fine. Liir is the daughter and vassal of Ruskinia. She accepted her true blood without any side effects and became an Elder.
Anyway, when the founder returns, you can tell the truth then. There was no other container like Lir to store the blood before the founder’s return. Of course, until then, her courage must not be broken, so Baldamir protects her under the water….
I thought it was a reasonable and natural decision, but now I am free from the shackles. Looking at Tirkanjaka, Valdamir felt a strange sensation.
Maybe. Could it be that he acted according to Ruskinia’s plan?
Does cold reason disappear just because you are free from the shackles? No. Ruskinia would have been as cool-headed as Valdamir. She couldn’t understand why she had come to Baldamir in a cool-headed state to plot a rebellion, so she dismissed Baldamir as just madness.
But what if it’s not madness? What if he chose to kill himself arbitrarily in order to save his dying daughter?
Neither Ruskinia nor Lir can exist as long as they escape the bondage of blood through the ring of dominance. No matter how old she is, she cannot perform surgery to kill herself. Luskinia needed a middle ground to kill him and hand over her true blood to her daughter. Baldamir was a suitable means. Even protecting his daughter.
He may have been playing from beginning to end. Baldamir suddenly felt the urge to smile. She’s not like a vampire.
This, too, must have been an idea that came to mind because I was free from the shackles. This would be the closest guess to the correct answer.
However, Baldamir is not a mind reader. It is impossible to know what Ruskinia was thinking in the past, and there is no way to confirm it. Even if he went back to the past, he would come to the same conclusion. What matters is who did what.
Valdamir simply reported the facts.
“That’s right. “Ruschinia, who broke free, plotted treason, so she killed him and poured his blood on Liir.”
Anyway, Valdamir is stronger than the rest of the Elders. Even though he has achieved true blood, he has no room to gain further. The moment he decided to side with his progenitor, the Elder’s rebellion from over a thousand years ago was an attempt doomed to failure.
Rahu Khan fled before he knew it, and the three traitors were subdued. The rest have no will left to fight, and the most powerful, Baldamir, is on the progenitor’s side. The Elder’s rebellion ended in an instant. The result was as vain as it was sudden.
Baldamir presented the traitor in front of the progenitor and said,
“I would like to leave the treatment to the founder. “What are you going to do?”
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However, Sijo was more interested in something else than that. Tirkanjaka asked without even looking at the Elder.
[Does Hugh know that you killed Ruskinia?]
It may not be a very important issue. However, it was a question as sharp as a well-honed blade. How honest was the beloved human king to Tirkanjaka? Tirkanjaka, who was insensitive and relaxed about everything, felt a sense of tension.
Is it love that changes people? Is it because there is love that people change? Baldamir, who thought of Luskinia for a moment, soon dispersed his thoughts and spoke honestly.
“Yes.”