episode_0041
by adminHis subordinate constantly bangs his head on the floor.
As if mocking himself. He bursts the transformed fellow in front of him as if he has no worth at all.
“…”
Baphomet’s eyebrows twisted, and the four deeply sunken eye sockets curved.
“…I was planning to corrupt that fellow from the start.”
“Ugh.”
His molars ground together.
He would have maintained his composure, but Baphomet particularly detested vampires among the demon generals.
There had been a similar incident before.
A vampire who infected all his beloved subordinates with the plague and was always looked down upon by humans, hunted by them.
Someone with the same power as that villain, appearing in front of him again to mock him, was enough to greatly damage his pride.
“-You too, will soon end up like this.”
The words left by the villain just before her death.
It was the same as what he heard from a duke-level vampire.
At first, he laughed it off, but as a result, he was really cornered to the brink of death. He almost lost his position as a demon general.
There won’t be a second time.
An ominous aura emanated around Baphomet sitting on the throne.
“Hainkel.”
“What do you need, Baphomet?”
“…I give up on retrieving the saint’s body.”
“…What? But-”
Hainkel’s face froze in response.
Giving up on the retrieval.
For decades, they prepared for the saint. The most crucial ingredient to obtain a complete body was the saint.
Yet, he maintains his composure and gives up on the saint?
Even if their nest was destroyed, shouldn’t they strike when the enemy is off guard?
Moreover, the opponent must have suffered considerable depletion. There couldn’t have been a better chance to crush that arrogant human.
But Baphomet decisively cut off his question.
“Do not make me repeat myself.”
“…”
“Are you opposing my decision?”
“…No, sir.”
“Good.”
However… may I ask a question? No matter how much I think about it, the man’s power seemed only temporary. And the power itself felt subordinate to Baalpomet’s influence… Is there a valid reason for the Holy Kingdom not to intervene and advance immediately? It seems that some explanation is necessary to make Baalpomet’s intentions understood by the subordinates.
“…Hmph, that guy. Does he look tired? He hasn’t even used one percent of his original power.
Compared to his power, it’s just child’s play. And if a duke-level vampire were to be reborn in this world, the story would change.”
At the mention of “duke-level,” Hainkel immediately closed his mouth.
He sensed a faint anger mixed into the voice that had maintained a somewhat low atmosphere until now.
“…Brittany Ian.”
Baalpomet clearly echoed his name.
As the human who should be watched.
Wearing the guise of a human, using the power of a vampire more wicked than a demon.
Casually bringing out what is considered a forbidden area.
Who exactly is attached to him?
In history, a duke-level vampire who perfectly passed on his power to future generations is an unprecedented fact.
Just with that fact alone, if the human world, demon world, and Holy Kingdom all know about this, his name will rise for a while.
Moreover, in the demon world, there was a legion commander who coveted the body of a vampire more than anything else.
“…If he knows that such a person tried to reach out to me, he’ll try to kill him immediately.”
In the demon world, position equals power.
Even if he is Baalpomet, he had to confront the legion commander of the upper ranks.
If, by chance, it becomes known that the demon caused harm to him, he will start to doubt himself who once reached out, and will likely pass on various troublesome tasks.
“…When did he start planning this?”
Knowing that there is a nest, he deliberately tempted his subordinates to create the current situation.
As if he already knew about a legion commander coveting the body of a vampire above him.
He attracted attention by flaunting the power of a vampire through the body of a “human.”
The devil fundamentally cannot control the body of a vampire.
That’s why the devil has repeatedly tried to make contracts with the bodies of ‘humans’ to covet the power of the vampire.
All ended in failure.
“…Is it the resurrection of the witch.”
A witch who is the head of the corps and bears the name of one who craves blood.
Aurora.
It is best to avoid getting involved with that woman.
At least, when the woman’s interest wanes
“Brittany Ian…”
For the time being, it seems that there is nothing else to do but watch, as if mocking, saying that other actions are impossible.
After Baphomet took the position of the corps commander, he suffered a second humiliation.
…
After confirming the retreat of the army.
I was relieved that things had gone well according to plan.
When Aurora interferes, Baphomet will be helpless.
‘In fact, it’s become more dangerous…’
The creature that was beginning to grow was bound to get involved. Baphomet is ultimately a devil who looks out for his own benefit rather than his pride. It means that it is not the time to rush to Aurora and explain this fact accurately.
While pondering this, on the way back to the village.
I looked at Yuria, who I saw walking towards me with slightly urgent steps after spotting me at the entrance of the village.
Once I experienced her power, I keenly felt Yuria’s strength.
[ ????Final Boss (Yuria) ]
-Race: Elder Vampire (SS) –> (SS+)
Strength: Topmost (amplified state)
Health: Above average (amplified state)
Speed: Topmost (amplified state)
Magic power: Topmost (amplified state)
Talent: ???
Potential: Topmost
Unique trait: Innate talent (EX) Magic production (A+) –> Transformation. Specialized magic incantation (S)
Unique skill: Diverse blood magic (S+)
Ultimate skill: ???
[ Affection level changes to Love. You can see the current status according to the change. ]
[ Current status: 1. Enduring the temptation of blood all day long while watching Rachel and the saint’s mood without even closing your eyes and performing tasks.
I feel very mentally and physically exhausted, and I want to rest with my eyes closed, but seeing Brianna Ian, who just returned, makes me feel better. I secretly look forward to the thought of clinging to his body for 48 hours, drawing blood, using his voice as a lullaby. The increasing temptation for blood indicates steady growth. As I become stronger, the craving for blood grows. The problem is that I have to bear it all. ‘…But at least I’m not angry.’ Originally, in that state, Uriah would easily become sensitive and feel jealous over trivial matters, trying to confine me. Even though… he might have thought I couldn’t hear him because he was beyond the magic circle. -…He gave up trying to sever my limbs and keep them by my side forever. Since there was a non-zero chance of that happening, I couldn’t let go of my tension. As I continued to think about it, Uriah almost approached me. “Master?” However, that speed increased slightly. As if checking something, as if to immediately investigate it. The face that was happy and calm earlier is nowhere to be found, and only Uriah’s red eyes are shining. He says he feels better. Status window, damn it. “…Why, Uriah?” “I, today was really tough. I accumulated a lot of stress in persuading them as you asked.” Uriah spoke as if she were holding back something until the end. “…Still, I succeeded in eliminating all the hidden demons as you requested.” Oh, you gave her quite a difficult mission. It seems she handled it well by hiding and dealing with them. It’s hard to catch demons hidden in the hearts of confused humans even after feeling their magic. I was impressed by Uriah’s ability to find and capture them all. “Well done.” Although I appeared indifferent, I tried to comfort her by stroking her silver hair as casually as possible. Uriah pointed to his neck. Another trace left by Uriah. It still remained as a scar, with blood trickling down.
Ian, who didn’t know that, was taken aback by the fingers around his neck.
“…”
Yuria let out a sigh, dropping her arms and raising her head to look at Ian.
She looked very disappointed.
It was like a silent curse sent to a man who had dodged the wind and left a kiss mark.
Then, a cold voice flowed out.
“No way. Allowing a vampire other than me to drink blood-”
And before those words could continue,
Yuria’s body was tightly embraced.
“Huh, ugh…?!”
In truth, it had been difficult to endure since earlier.
Perhaps because she had temporarily turned into a vampire.
-Clang.
She plunged the still present sharp fangs into his neck.
An ecstatic feeling experienced in a different sense for the first time.
She dirtied the pure white neck of Yuria, which had never been tainted, with red blood because she couldn’t resist the sweet scent emanating from it.
“I, can’t, be…lieve, th…is….”
Trying to say something, unable to properly extend her stiffened arm, she once again lowered it, and in Yuria’s quiet embrace around Ian’s waist, there was no discernible dark emotion.
Yuria quietly looked down at Ian biting her neck.
No other gesture was felt.
If perhaps another vampire had touched him instead of her, he would have noticed.
However, strangely, nothing else was felt.
‘…There must have been some misunderstanding.’
Ian was not someone who would betray her.
…Hmm.
Was this how Ian felt when looking at her?
As she pondered this thought, she realized the faint pleasure she still felt. Although she could easily push him away due to her very weak strength, his appearance was so adorable that she did not push his hand away but rather embraced him.
‘…It’s warm.’
If they were to hold a wedding ceremony.
Would they hug each other like this?
Yuria was simply longing for that day, day by day.
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