Apparently, the intruder was not properly equipped with a parachute. The twinkling light was still approaching, but before that, a heavy crashing sound was heard. A few steps away, something like blood spurted and touched my foot.
But neither me nor the vampire was concerned. If the opponent is what I think it is, it’s because he didn’t even get hurt this much.
The opponent is a vampire. Even if the spilled water cannot be picked up, it is an immortal existence that can bring back the spilled blood.
It’s like a broken head and blood oozing out. . I waited for him to wake up.
“uh? Why not wake up? Are you out of your mind?”
“iced coffee. I forgot for a moment.”
The vampire waved his hand. Then, the blood that was slowly approaching the vampire rushed back towards the intruder.
The difference in control over blood was so great that the attraction of the vampire to pull blood was stronger than the survival instinct of the invader. The vampire put all the blood inside and even covered the wound.
Thanks to the blood recovery, the intruder came to his senses, and shortly thereafter.
“This blood attraction, this is definitely it!”
The intruder raises his head with a loud sound. A red light flashed from beyond the darkness, but slightly cloudy than that of a vampire.
Joy, reverence, adoration, joy.
Violent emotions flowed like waves. The intruder opened his eyes, crawled on the ground, and prostrated himself before the vampire.
“Sijo!”
Perhaps it was quite accustomed to a stranger approaching and kneeling down suddenly, the vampire didn’t even show a sway. An intruder chimed in while she stared intently.
“Shijo! Bulcho Finlay has come to see you. Please, forgive me for interrupting you!”
An intruder banging his head. The blood that flowed from the torn skin was directed at the vampire, and when the vampire glanced at him slightly, he went to his master as if surprised.
The vampire commanded the intruder who had prostrated with cold eyes.
“Finlay. explain you.”
higher blood.
stronger power.
In front of the sijo, a vampire who is not the sijo is nothing. The control over the blood they use comes from the ancestors.
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Moving blood, making a voice, saving lives, all of which are done under the tacit permission of the ancestors. If the Sijo only gestures once, in that moment, he loses all control over his blood and becomes a snack for one meal.
Therefore, the ancestors were something that transcended the gods to vampires.
To the ancestors, it was a lightly thrown word, but to the intruder who accepted it, it was like a nickname, no, it was like a revelation. The intruder immediately raised his voice and said:
“Yes. It is Count Erte who has made me a subordinate, and he is a direct descendant of His Majesty the Red Blood Prince Valdamir. I was gathering information according to the command of the Principality, and after hearing from someone, I came to you with a request to the ancestors.”
Red Blood Ball Baldamir.
The Prince of the Mist Principality and the only vampire whose identity and whereabouts are revealed at the same time. The main enemy of Seonghwangcheong. And the noblest elder.
Although his name was used as a synonym for a vampire, he was a huge man.
“Valdamir. that child. It’s a sound I haven’t heard in a long time.”
The Sijo, who called to such an existence like a child, looked into the distance and asked.
“okay. How is the child doing? Are you still obsessed with your kingship?”
To some, he is a king, an absolute monarch, and a ruler.
However, to the Sijo who watched him, who was once a dreamy young man, he still remained in that moment.
The intruder could not accept the gap for a moment and stumbled.
“I, His Majesty the Red Blood Ball, that child… .”
‘No, the founder himself is the one who made His Majesty the Red Blood Gong his family. I am now facing the legend and the myth. Calm down, Finlay! I can’t show my foolish side in this glorious place!’
The intruder who had whipped him regained his composure and bowed his head again.
“yes! He is at peace. The undisputed king of the Principality, the Red Blood Prince, has risen to a preeminent position compared to ever before!”
“Looks like you worked hard. Seonghwangcheong would not have been able to see it alone.”
Who can simply dismiss the achievements of the Red Blood Prince, who declared that he would establish his own country in this world and achieved it after showing heroic steps? If an ordinary person had said that, they would be called ungodly.
But only the ancestors who went through the same war, lived through the same years, and had the same dream at one time could appreciate him.
Aware of this, the intruder wet his dry lips.
‘okay. This one is absolute. Who created us, who fulfilled our desire, who will unite us and lead us to glory! I am standing in front of such a person now! So, you can’t miss this opportunity!’
As if trying to swallow saliva, the intruder’s throat twitched. This is because the human habit remains even when there is no saliva.
As much as that, the intruder was very nervous and opened his mouth with anticipation.
“Shijo! The momentum of Seonghwangcheong these days is not as good as it used to be.”
Finally, it was the gist. The reason why this intruder came to this place with all kinds of hardships.
The intruder looked at the ground and shouted loudly.
“Mystery has taken off its veil, and divinity has faded. Seonghwangcheong was engulfed in self-righteousness and made enemies everywhere, so the heavenly gods have forsaken them. Or maybe there was no such thing from the beginning.”
Hatred, which had not yet been wrapped up, set its thorns.
The intruder, even though the object of hatred was on the other side, realized that he had been too emotional in front of the ancestor, and quickly straightened his expression.
“Anyway, they’ve done too much everywhere, and now it’s time to deal with the karma they’ve accumulated. Of course, it would make sense for the nobles of our night to take charge of that. We must be prepared to collect blood for the day to come, prepare to wage a blood battle.”
“It’s war.”
A brief thought runs through my mind. Sadness, unwillingness, reluctance, boredom.
A subdued and gloomy feeling, the opposite of the excited intruder.
The temperature difference between the two doesn’t look like that at all from the outside, but it seemed to see the difference in temperature between the postwar generation and the war generation who looked at war.
The vampire licked her lips slightly.
“Is that the will of all children? Do you all want war?”
In a very brief moment, the intruder was conflicted. It’s not a lie, but I’m going to say it with a little bit of self-interest, or I’ll just say it as it is.
But the hierarchy between vampires is more than that of a king and a monarch. Vampires cannot resist vampires higher in the hierarchy than themselves. The gap that determines life or death was perhaps wider than the relationship between Shinto and God.
God did not create humans, and He cannot control humans. It can’t take your life in an instant like turning off the power.
But Sijo is capable of all of that. You created vampires, you can move them, and you can annihilate them with a single gesture.
Eventually, the intruder bowed his head and told the truth.
“No, no. The Red Blood Prince and the other Elders have made it clear that no war can ever be waged unless the Progenitor permits it.”
However, the intruder who added a small smile smiled in anticipation.
“In other words, with just one word from the founder, we will prepare for war.”
The vampire hardened his complexion.
This means that preparations for war are almost complete.
Weapons, strength, troops, and determination.
Even the opponents for war are ready, and now, if the permission of the founder is obtained, the horn will be blown right away.
“It is such an era. A time when everyone stocks up their strength, prepares their weapons, gathers their minds, and develops hatred for each other. Everything is set up. Founder, if you come. We need you because we don’t have a single point.”
With those words, the intruder bowed his head reverently. waiting for an answer to follow.
The vampire didn’t say anything. Silence came again in the abyss. The two vampires, who did not need breathing to survive, saliva to pass food over, or beating to circulate blood, stood still as if nailed to a nail. It’s hard to believe that it’s a cut out picture.
A stillness as heavy as darkness.
that sounded there.
“Actively stop it.”
It was the only golem that held the microphone into my ear and delivered the command in a very low voice.
“It is not yet time to start a war. The ancestors must not rise yet. I ask you. Actively stop it.”
yet, not yet It’s a pretty interesting word choice.
Rather, the two vampires have to intervene in their conversation. Don’t you expect too much from an ordinary laborer?
I tried not to listen to it for a while, but somehow the flow isn’t bad right now.
“Ego. now stop.”
I strode forward.