Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 52
EP.52 Blood Lord and Relatives
Apparently, the intruder wasn’t wearing a parachute properly. The twinkling light was still approaching, but before that, there was a heavy thud. A few steps away, something like blood splattered onto my foot.
But neither I nor the vampire were concerned. If the opponent is what I think, this level of wounds are not even on the axis of wounds.
The opponent is a vampire. Even if spilled water cannot be picked up, it is an immortal being that can bring back spilled blood.
It’s just that his head is broken and blood is flowing, and he’ll get back up soon…
“uh? why don’t you wake up Are you out of your mind?”
“iced coffee. You forgot about me for a moment.”
The vampire waved his hand. Then, the blood that had been creeping towards the vampire rushed back towards the intruder.
The difference in dominance over blood was far superior, so the vampire’s attraction to pull blood was stronger than the intruder’s survival instinct. The vampire threw all the blood inside and covered the wound.
The return of the blood brought the intruder to his senses and soon followed.
“It must be this bloody attraction!”
The intruder raises his head with a loud sound. A reddish but slightly muddy light than that of a vampire flashed from beyond the darkness.
Joy, love, worship, joy.
Violent emotions flowed like waves. The intruder ran to the ground with his eyes wide open and prostrated himself in front of the vampire.
“Sir, sir!”
Perhaps it was quite familiar to a stranger approaching and suddenly kneeling down, the vampire did not show any agitation. The intruder complained while she stared.
“Sir Sijo! Bulcho Finlay came to see you. Please forgive me for disturbing you in your confinement!”
An intruder banging his head with a thud. The blood that flowed from the torn skin was directed towards the vampire, and when the vampire glanced at it, it went back to its owner as if it were startled.
The vampire commanded the prostrate intruder with cold eyes.
“Finlay. explain you.”
higher blood.
stronger power.
In front of the progenitor, a vampire who is not the progenitor is nothing. The dominance over blood they use all comes from the progenitor.
Moving the blood, making a voice, enjoying life, all of these things are done under the tacit permission of the progenitor. If the progenitor made one gesture, he would instantly lose all control over his own blood and become a snack for a meal.
So, for the vampire, the progenitor was something that transcended the gods.
To the founder, it was a lightly thrown out word, but to the intruder who accepted it, it was like a command or a revelation. The intruder immediately raised his voice and said:
“yes. The person who made me a household member is Count Erte, and he is a direct descendant of His Highness Baldamir, the Red Blood Ball. After hearing the news from someone while collecting information according to the order of the principality, I came here with a request to give to the ancestor.”
Red blood Valdamir.
The Prince of the Mist Duchy and the only vampire whose identity and whereabouts have been revealed at the same time. Seonghwangcheong’s main enemy. and the noblest Elder.
Although his name was used as a pronoun for vampires, he was an enormous tycoon.
“Valdamir. that child It’s a sound I haven’t heard in a long time.”
Recalling such an existence like a child, Sijo looked into the distance and asked.
“okay. How is the child doing? Are you still obsessed with being king?”
Someone is a king, an absolute monarch, and a ruler.
However, for Sijo, who watched him as a young man with a lot of dreams, he still remained at that moment.
The intruder could not accept the gap momentarily and stumbled.
“That Highness of the Red Blood Ball is the child…”
‘No, the founder is the one who personally made His Highness the Red Blood Ball into his household. I am now facing legends and myths. Wake up Finlay! I can’t show my foolish side in this glorious place!’
The intruder who had whipped him came to his senses and bowed his head again.
“yes! He is at peace. The duchy’s undisputed king, the Red Blood Prince, is in a position of superiority compared to ever before!”
“You must have worked hard. Seonghwangcheong wouldn’t have been there.”
Who can dismiss the achievement of the Red Blood Ball as simply ‘effort’? If an ordinary person said that, they would be criticized for being disrespectful.
But only the progenitor who went through the same war, spent the same years, and once dreamed the same dream can appreciate him.
The intruder, who was suddenly aware of this, wet his dry lips.
‘okay. This person is absolute. The one who created us, fulfilled our longing, and brought us together to lead us to glory! I am now standing in front of such a person! So don’t miss this opportunity!’
As if trying to swallow saliva, the intruder’s throat swelled. This is because even though they do not produce saliva, they still have habits from when they were human.
As much as that, the intruder was very nervous and opened his mouth with anticipation.
“Sir Sijo! These days, the momentum of Seonghwangcheong is not as good as it used to be.”
Finally, it was the main point. The reason why this intruder endured all kinds of hardships to land here.
The intruder looked at the ground and cried out.
“Mystery has lifted its veil and divinity has faded. Seonghwangcheong was engulfed in self-righteousness and made enemies everywhere. Or maybe there wasn’t such a thing from the beginning.”
Hatred that could not be wrapped up set up its thorns.
The intruder quickly straightened his expression when he realized that he was too emotional in front of the founder, even though he hated the other side.
“Anyway, they’ve done too much all over the place, and now it’s their turn to deal with the karma they’ve built up. Of course, it would be natural for us nobles of the night to be in charge of that celebration. You must be prepared to fight a bloodbath, ready to draw blood for the day to come.”
“War.”
Thoughts pass by briefly. Sadness Reluctance Reluctance Disgust.
A subdued and gloomy feeling, the exact 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 temperature difference between the post-war generation and the war generation looking at the war.
The vampire pursed his lips slightly.
“Is that the will of all children? Do you all want war?”
For 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 selfishness, or I’ll say it as it is.
But the hierarchy among vampires goes far beyond that of kings and lords. Vampires cannot resist vampires of a higher hierarchy than themselves. The gap that determines life and death is perhaps wider than the relationship between a believer and a god.
God did not create humans and cannot control humans. You can’t take your life away in an instant like turning off the power.
But Sijo is capable of all of that. I made vampires, I can move them, and I can annihilate them with a gesture.
Eventually, the intruder bowed his head and reported the truth.
“No, no. The other elders, including Red Blood Ball, expressed their will that they would never go to war unless the ancestors gave permission.”
However, the intruder added a small smile of anticipation.
“In other words, if the founder said just one word, we would prepare for war.”
The vampire’s complexion hardened.
That means that preparations for war are almost complete.
Weapons, strength, troops, and determination.
Even the opponent who will wage war is ready, and now, if the founder gives permission, it means that he will blow the horn immediately.
“It is such an era. A time when everyone prepares their weapons to store strength, gather their minds, and grow their hatred towards each other. everything is set up. Father, if you come. We need you as we do not have a single focal point.”
After that, the intruder bowed his head reverently. waiting for an answer to follow.
The vampire didn’t say anything. Silence fell again in the abyss. The two vampires, who did not need breathing to survive, saliva to pass food on, or heartbeat to circulate blood, stood still as if nailed to them. It’s hard to believe that it’s a cut out picture.
The silence that fell as heavy as the darkness.
that made a sound there.
『Actively stop it.』
There was only a golem holding a microphone in my ear and giving orders in a very low voice.
“It is not yet time to start a war. The Sijo must not arise yet. I ask you. Please actively stop it.”
It’s still not yet. It’s a pretty interesting word choice.
Rather, he had to intervene in a conversation between two vampires. Isn’t it too much to ask of an ordinary laborer?
I tried not to listen to it for a while, but for some reason, the flow isn’t bad right now.
“Ego. now stop.”
I strode forward.