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by fnovelpiaDamien Bellamorte Bloodcarmine La Mouret Nosferatu.
Damien for short.
He is the descendant of the progenitor of vampires, the true ancestor, and the younger brother of the current vampire lord. He left the demon world because he was bored and settled in the human world.
As Elise expected, the Belcador Count family consists of only one person, Damien. He has lived by changing his appearance to an old man, a boy, etc.
If you live for hundreds of years and are still a beggar, you will be treated as a person lacking something, regardless of race. You will not find such a group of people lacking something anywhere in the world.
No, maybe.
For example, an elf who lives locked up in the forest.
Anyway, Damian was far from being one of those lacking people. He made full use of his abilities to obtain not only capital but also a title among the human race with his vampire body.
What’s left are hobbies.
He seduces women he likes and turns them into vampires. He makes the women he injects with his blood call him his daughters and makes them call him his father.
It was a kind of family game.
Although he did not create it himself, Elise was also Damien’s child because he received a blood transfusion. Of course, whether Elise was convinced or not was a separate matter.
“Who are you calling my daughter? I can’t believe it.”
Elise snorted.
I can see why Roman brought up the parent-child story when he was asked to give information about Damian. He knew about Damian’s eccentric hobbies.
The blood of such a lunatic flows through my body. I feel an uncontrollable irritability welling up in me.
“Yes, it must be hard to accept. I understand how you feel. But I am so grateful that you have grown up so well.”
Damien trying to reach out to Elise.
widely.
Elise coldly slapped his hand away.
Damien looked at his hands with bitter eyes.
“You must be embarrassed, but I was too hasty. But don’t worry. I have no doubt that you will understand each other soon. That’s family.”
“You seem to be torturing your family?”
“Torture? You could call it family interaction. Look. Everyone is having fun. ”
The women were tied up naked and their skin was scraped off as if they had been whipped. Blood flowed out and soaked the floor.
It was a sight that made one frown just by looking at it, but there was no sign of pain among the women.
As if, as Damien said, he regarded sadistic acts as an expression of affection.
“They say it’s all because the daughters want it. As a father, you can’t do something your children don’t like.”
It seemed like a happy family, but Elise wasn’t fooled.
“Oh, I’ve kept guests for too long. Ruby, prepare the meal. You guys should go back to your own work.”
““Yes, Father.””
The women moved in unison.
Damien raised the corners of his lips gently.
“Okay, daughter. Let’s go have a nice meal.”
***
“Your sisters have prepared this especially for you. Don’t be shy and come.”
Elise and Damien sat across from each other at a long table.
Between them were candles and plates full of food. Damien had a smile that reminded me of a truly kind father.
Soon the maid served Elise food on her plate and poured liquid into her glass. The red liquid was not some kind of bloody wine, but real blood.
And that wasn’t all.
Elise lowered her head.
Just looking at it made my eyes tired, and I saw raw meat that was so red it made my eyes ache. It wasn’t cooked rare, it was raw meat that hadn’t been cooked at all.
There were even rats that were still alive.
Although he was not a rat wandering around the back alleys, but a rat famous in the vampire society, to Elise’s eyes, he was nothing but disgusting.
Damien ate it without a care. Blood spurted everywhere, but he didn’t care.
“I heard from Cardinal Marsenus. She became a saint. My daughter is a saint of the Holy Land. As a father, I am truly proud.”
That guy, he said he didn’t know about Damien, but he was contacting me separately. He lies every time he opens his mouth. There’s no one in the world you can trust.
“Actually, I didn’t think the ritual would work. Mixing divine power and magic together. I was sure that the reaction would occur and my body would collapse.”
“That’s true. Everyone died except me. They were all in disarray and in terrible condition.”
“That’s why I think of you as a special daughter. Is this what it feels like to be reunited with a family you’ve been separated from? Hmm, it’s not such a bad feeling. I learned another thing.”
The more you mix words, the more annoying it becomes.
I want to break his twisted way of thinking.
“Then the dead children aren’t your daughters?”
“Unfortunately, you weren’t worthy of accepting my blood.”
Damien said excitedly.
“In that sense, you were chosen. That means our bond is strong.”
“You’re talking about your parents while sprinkling bodily fluids around? Even a male prostitute wouldn’t do that.”
“… Separate training will be required.”
Elise smiled and accepted.
“Why did you give blood to the Holy Nation?”
“For the vampire’s long-held wish: to advance to the sun.”
Although he is called the king of the night, he is no better than a bug on the street during the day when the sun is out. He sticks to the street like an earthworm in the summer and cannot move.
But if you can overcome the sun, a lot of things will change. Since vampires are optimized to increase their population, expanding their power is a breeze.
“If the vampire who overcomes the sun inherited my blood, the vampire lord will not be able to treat me carelessly. It is not a big deal to take the place of the vampire lord.”
“In a word, it’s a tool for political strife.”
“A tool. How sad. You are going to be the daughter of a vampire lord. And a saint. There is no other daughter in the world as filial as you. This is why humans create families.”
Damien sipped the blood-filled wine with a pleased smile.
“Then that’s right.”
Elise put down the dishes.
“Why? Doesn’t it suit your taste? They said they prepared it with special care.”
“You’re not even a beast, and you call this lump of blood food.”
“Even if you deny it, you are a vampire who inherited my blood. It looks like you haven’t had blood in a long time, so your body can’t handle it.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“How can you not care? She is my precious daughter.”
Elise let out a long sigh.
“The family games that are not even possible go that far. Just hearing them makes my ears rot.”
“I need to start homeschooling her now before it’s too late. My daughter shouldn’t talk back to her father. Oh, that’s right. Elise, go downstairs.”
Damien’s pupils glowed red.
A vampire-exclusive blood magic that allows you to control the vampires you create at will. It is not restricted by either the body or the mind.
Even if divine power flows through Elise’s body, she must obey absolutely. However, Elise did not move an inch despite Damien’s orders.
“What? Why isn’t the magic working?”
Damien looks puzzled.
As Elise rises from her seat, his gaze follows her.
“I didn’t expect much from the start. If priests are like that, how could vampires live up to my expectations?”
They are the same in that they treat people as tools to achieve their goals. They pretend to care for others, but in the end, they are hypocrites who put themselves first.
It’s a bit of a change in repertoire, but somehow it never disappoints. It’s getting boring now.
“Why? Wasn’t it because you didn’t receive my blood? No, that can’t be. You are definitely my daughter. But why?”
Damien was flustered. He was worried that there was something wrong with him, so he ordered the maid next to him to commit suicide. She immediately followed the order.
Phew!
A maid stabbed me in the heart with her hand and I fell to the ground.
The orders of the higher vampires by blood are absolute.
The strange thing was with Elise.
It feels like there’s a huge barrier blocking your way.
Damien’s voice did not reach Elise’s heart.
“There comes a day when you benefit from being a slave.”
It wasn’t that Damien’s orders were completely ineffective. Damien’s blood circulating through Elise’s body was trying to bind her body and mind.
They are trying to pull down the will to resist.
But there is a higher contract than that.
The chains that bound Elise’s body and mind to her soul.
As long as the contract of subordination, which was nearly impossible for even the Great Witch or the Fox Goddess to rebel against, existed, no one but the Master could give her orders.
That’s what Elise orders.
-Do whatever you want.
Elise curls the corners of her lips.
A blood-red light flashed and struck Damien as if focusing sunlight through a magnifying glass.
“Kaaaak!”
“Ah, Father!”
“I recommend you don’t approach. You won’t be able to hold out for even a moment.”
If it were lower-level vampires, they would have died and turned to ashes long ago, but Damian, who was born with the blood of the True Ancestor, did not fall easily.
He spread a curtain of blood to protect himself from the rays.
“What are you doing? Are you trying to kill your father?”
“Of course not. It’s all for my father.”
“Huh?”
“You gave us your blood. If you give, you should receive something back. Isn’t that filial piety? In return, I’m sharing my divine power.”
“Who would want something this dirty… .”
“We didn’t want that either.”
Elise’s joking voice fell to the bottom of the deep sea. The expression on her face disappeared.
None of the girls there that day wanted to be a nun. If they had known that, they would never have become nuns in the first place.
Girls who died miserably without knowing anything.
Girls who were deprived of even the chance to be saved by being covered in blood.
Those who dyed the innocent smiles of girls with blood.
I will never forgive you.
“Die. Don’t even try to atone. Just leave and writhe in pain.”
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