episode_0183
by fnovelpiaElise’s gaze was fixed on the ring.
A piece of jewelry that looks quite expensive at first glance.
‘Do you usually give rings to slaves?’
It’s rare to see someone who takes good care of their slaves, but it’s unheard of to see someone giving them such a precious trinket.
‘Proposal?’
That’s exactly what it looked like in Elise’s eyes.
Because that’s usually the meaning of a ring given to someone of the opposite sex.
“No matter how beautiful I am, isn’t it too early? We don’t know anything about each other yet.”
“What do you mean?”
“Isn’t that a proposal?”
“How long has it been since you met before you propose?”
“You said it wasn’t love at first sight?”
“You are very narcissistic.”
Karami couldn’t help but laugh at Elise’s confident narcissism.
“Are you worried about the bloodsucking urge? This is the answer.”
Crimson jewel.
This is an item you can receive from the Brian family when you completely liberate Narsha Brian. You can craft a crimson ring by crafting jewels.
It is a unique accessory with various abilities, so it will have a good effect on anyone you give it to, but there is one character that it is particularly well-suited to, and that is Elise.
When Elise wears the Crimson Ring, it greatly helps suppress the vampire’s blood-sucking urges.
It is not a required item as it cannot be obtained from the main story, but I asked Torvar to make it for me as it will make the process easier.
“If that’s the case… .”
“Instead, there is a condition.”
This is the main point.
Well, there’s no way they’d give something like this away for free.
“What is it?”
“Title.”
“Yes?”
“Let’s organize the titles. You’re the owner, but you’re a bit like that, right?”
What kind of nonsense were you talking about?
It wasn’t a difficult request at all, and if he was the master, then he was right. But for some reason, I felt uncomfortable calling Karami “master.”
It felt like my whole body was shrinking.
Elise, who was racking her brain, thought of a suitable title to use instead.
“Okay, Master.”
A title that can satisfy Karami’s wishes, although the meaning is not much different. In reality, it was Elise’s own fight to not give you what you want.
“Okay, Master. It sounds good.”
Contrary to expectations, Karami smiled brightly.
I guess it’s just my imagination that makes me feel like I’ve been fooled, even though I like it so much. Probably.
Karami handed over a box containing a ring.
“Try it.”
A luxurious ring that would not look strange on royalty. It was quite a coveted item for Elise, who even extorted gold coins from people.
But Elise did not accept the ring.
Karami tilted her head.
“Why are you like that?”
“It’s not a proposal, but you’re telling a woman to put a ring on herself. You don’t seem to have as much sense as I thought.”
Elise presses the side of her chin with her index finger. Her eyes narrow and she smiles wickedly.
Don’t miss the opportunity to attack that you’ve finally gotten.
“I made a mistake. I’ll put it in myself.”
Karami put a ring on Elise’s left index finger.
Elise stared blankly at the ring on her hand.
‘This is quite….’
At first glance, I thought it was a beautiful ring, but when I put it on, it felt different. It felt good, like it was made just for me.
“How is it?”
“At first I was hesitant, but it’s true. My impulses have decreased.”
Not only that, but it’s also effective.
At this level, even if it is not fresh milk, there is no problem suppressing the urge to suck blood.
‘I don’t feel anything particularly strange.’
Even if it was a cursed item, it should have been worn, but fortunately it wasn’t. This makes me even more curious about his inner thoughts.
“Thank you. I will use it well.”
“Slave love is the master.”
If you only listen to her attitude and words, she seems like a kind person, but Elise is not stupid.
There is no sage in the world without a purpose.
Even if you believe in God.
“I’ll go. It’s not good to be away from your seat for too long.”
“You can come and play whenever you want.”
Elise nodded.
Elise opens the window as she came to the inn and tries to fly to the convent. Karima stares at her. With eyes that look like they are expecting something.
Elise said reluctantly.
“Good night. … …Master.”
Only then does Karami smile brightly.
“Yes, Elise.”
***
After Elise left, I sat alone and sipped my remaining drink.
Even the leftover alcohol from Elise’s meal.
‘How much does all this cost?’
I licked it up without leaving a single drop behind.
Anju was the greeting Elise gave as she left just now.
-Good night, Master♡
“Kya~”
There is a bit of distortion, but it’s only a fingernail. Anyway, I succeeded in hearing the Master’s voice from Elise.
I like the master, but sometimes I want to hear variations.
‘Is it time for that now?’
[Vampire Elise ver.■■■■■■]
At first glance, he is different from the previous slaves.
For other slaves, you can guess how the story will unfold just by looking at their titles, but Elise’s case is different.
Because Elise’s route changes every time. The chains that oppress her change every time.
The ‘ver.■■■■■■’ attached to Elise’s name means that. Just like in the game, the information is kept confidential until her identity is discovered.
The user gets clues from Elise’s actions and figures out what the motive is. Only by responding accordingly can complete liberation be achieved.
Its scope is classical literature.
There are as many as a dozen routes.
Among them, there are fairy tales and novels.
The slave with the highest probability of failure is Elise.
Of course, I have a family tree, but I can’t let my guard down. There are too many ambiguous things. I can’t miss even the smallest things.
‘First of all, it’s definitely not the Little Match Girl, so let’s exclude it.’
If it was Elise in the Little Match Girl version, the place they met would have been in the Holy Land, not Harlem. And the auction would have been attended by an ordinary nun, not Elise.
When entering the Holy Land, this is how Elise approaches first.
Like saying, “Buy matches,” or “Join the church.”
So we know that she’s definitely not the Little Match Girl, but that’s about it. Elise hasn’t taken any action yet.
While I led the other children on the path to liberation on my own initiative, Elise moved on her own.
It started when I suppressed my urge to suck blood.
From right now.
Elise will start to move in earnest.
***
The nuns of Cassillon are capable.
Their movements are refined like a ritual, and even their smallest actions are refined and perfect, as befitting those raised in a world where not even a single mistake is tolerated.
They are on a different level from the nuns you commonly see anywhere on the continent.
A living discipline and tradition.
They are brimming with pride. They say there is no difference in religious beliefs, but they live with the mindset that they are superior, whether they know it or not.
To them, Elise’s presence was not entirely welcome.
Elise was clearly outstanding, but she was clearly an outsider. Her competence actually aroused the nuns’ jealousy.
Moreover, since they had grown up in the same convent since childhood, their sense of rejection was even greater.
Elise was an alien species that had joined the group.
“Look at that. A nun wearing a ring. What if the kids get scratched?”
“How greedy. If you love jewels so much, you could just quit being a nun. In the countryside, they don’t say anything about being extravagant, do they?”
“What about your white face? You put on a lot of powder.”
“If it weren’t for Father Lucas, I wouldn’t have accepted a woman like that.”
The nuns grumble as they watch Elise sweeping the yard.
Elise didn’t even pretend to listen.
Because I wasn’t so weak-willed that I would be swayed by frivolous words. Rather, listening to Karami’s nagging was a hundred times more painful.
‘It’s strangely annoying, that guy’s words.’
There is something more than just the tone of voice or the way you speak. It hits your eardrums even if you try not to hear it.
Are you using magic or something?
‘You seem far from being a wizard.’
Above all, if it was magic, there was no way I wouldn’t have noticed.
It’s an incomprehensible mystery.
As if by a miracle of God.
That guy is a god.
That’s not possible, though.
“Ouch!”
A shallow scream that marred Elise’s thoughts that had not even the slightest tremble.
A girl playing in the yard tripped over a stone ledge and fell.
She was a candidate for the Order of the Sisters, wearing a tiny habit.
“Tana! I told you not to run around! I told you over and over again to always behave properly as a nun!”
“Oh my… . Sorry, sorry… Sob!”
Tana, a candidate for nun, is sick, but she cannot cry freely because she was scolded by the nuns, so she is forced to swallow her tears.
“Okay… … .”
Elise’s movements, which had been lowering her body to check Tana’s condition, suddenly stopped.
Blue hair. She had fallen down completely, her palms and knees were cut and bleeding. Her eyes were wide open as if they would burst into tears at any moment.
A model nun would have raised Tana, calmed her startled mind, and healed her with a blessing. But Elise remained frozen in place, not moving an inch.
“Sister Elise? Why don’t you wake the baby up?”
“… … .”
“Sister Elise?”
Shaking red pupil.
Then Elise kicked the ground and jumped out.
“Hey! Where are you going!”
Without even looking back when someone called her name, Elise disappeared in an instant.
Elise arrived at the back of the deserted cathedral.
I leaned against the wall. My already pale skin wasn’t going to turn any whiter, but my complexion was noticeably worse than before.
I was breathing heavily.
Occasionally I even feel nauseous.
“Not yet… .”
I thought it wouldn’t be a problem anymore.
It seems like it hasn’t been overcome yet.
From the nightmare of that blood-soaked day.
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