episode_0201
by fnovelpiaThe hall was clean, despite the battle taking place there.
Elise stood there with a stoic expression, while the vampire maids crouched in the corner, trembling.
The fight depicted Elise’s overwhelming superiority. Not everyone of Jinjo’s bloodline was skilled in battle.
Damian was more adept at mental magic than direct combat. He preferred proxy combat, using his servants as his limbs and blood as a medium.
The only problem is that the other person is Elise, who has a subordinate contract.
As a vampire who wields divine powers, Elise knows very well how to kill other vampires.
Like a stake. He drives a divine ray into Damien’s heart.
Damian tried to block it with a blood curtain, but it didn’t have much effect on Elise, just like the priest’s holy shield.
Because the two had similar personalities.
Elise’s magic was not considered an attack. The blood ray penetrated the curtain and made its own way. The ray filled with blood and divinity pierced through the empty heart.
“Ugh.”
A vampire must be killed by driving a stake through his heart.
Divine power is a power specialized in exorcising vampires.
That is, if you put a stake made of divine power into your heart, you will die more easily.
As expected, the effect was excellent.
Damien’s body began to turn to ash from the heart up.
Eliza smiled and bid farewell to the dying Damien.
“I hope you go to heaven and not hell. I think there will be quite a few people who will welcome you.”
Elise is sarcastic.
Damien responded with a smile.
“How could I leave my daughters behind as a father? Leaving you wandering around, not knowing where to go.”
“What are you talking about… … .”
“I can see it. A bat that has lost its place and cannot stand on any side.”
Will you side with the animals or with the birds?
The bat is constantly watching the liver while maintaining its balance between left and right, but in the end, it will meet a lonely end as it will not belong anywhere.
“Don’t worry. This father is on your side. I’ll tell you clearly. You are neither a saint nor a human, but a vampire like us.”
“… … .”
“I’ll be back soon. Until then, take care.”
Damien, who had only his neck left, was still able to speak. Before he knew it, his head had turned to ashes and collapsed, but he did not lose his composure until the very last moment.
Rather, it was Elise who was shaken. She looked down at the ashes on the floor, clicked her tongue nervously, and kicked them away with her foot.
“Tsk.”
Only after squeezing the ashes did Elise look away.
The vampire maids who had been trembling just a moment ago were sitting there blankly, as if they had lost their minds.
This is because they were all under Damien’s mind control. The magic was automatically lifted when the magic caster disappeared.
Common sense tells us that there is no way a human could voluntarily become a vampire, and that he would call the person who turned him into a monster “father.”
It’s almost like putting chains on yourself and becoming a slave. I don’t think there’s a masochist in the world who’s that crazy.
“Father! Father!”
It seems that there was such a masochist. The maid who guided Elise wept and swept up Demian’s ashes. Then she glared at Elise.
“How dare you kill your father!”
“Aren’t you also a vampire turned by that guy? I saved you from the hands of a disgusting monster, but you don’t even say thank you, but you look at me with an impudent gaze.”
“Thank you? You saved me from a monster? It was my father who saved me from hell. You are the disgusting monster!”
It was a look of hate.
I wonder if it was picked up by Damien.
If her life before becoming a vampire was terrible, I can understand her feelings a little. It’s better than a life where she might die tomorrow.
Of course, I neither apologize nor reproach myself.
“I have shown you mercy enough by not killing you. You can stay here or make more vampire friends, whatever you want.”
Elise cannot save them.
You can’t even return them to humans.
If I had that kind of power, I would have gone back first.
What can I do?
For both you and them, you have crossed a path of no return.
I have no choice but to despair at my situation and blame God.
That’s what it means to be a vampire.
***
Elise returned to the Holy Land and reported the situation to Marsenus.
Marsenus was not surprised, having expected that Elise would eliminate Damien from the time she began investigating him.
On the contrary, it was good. Damien also noticed that Elise was being used for personal gain. Thanks to that, the variable disappeared.
Her status as a saint within the Holy Land has also risen considerably. The groundwork for the cause has been prepared. All that remains is to hold Elise in check so that she cannot run wild.
“Saint, it’s time to restore the broken balance.”
It means to take off the ring. The moment you take off the ring, the vampire impulses that you have been forcibly suppressing will come out like a flood.
It is a trial that must be passed in order to achieve balance and manifest the mystery. Elise knows in her head that she must do it, but her heart is not easily moved.
It’s horrifying to think of myself biting into raw flesh, blood spurting out like Damien.
“What do you think of me?”
Suddenly Elise said.
“What does it mean?”
“That’s right. What do I look like to you? Do I look like a human?”
“A saint who is different from ordinary humans and will correct the world order.”
“Saint… .”
“Why is that?”
Elise recalled the conversation at the mansion.
“Damian said I was an undeniable vampire. The clan said I was a half-and-half. But you see me as a saint.”
“He’s trying to persuade you. You don’t have to listen to him.”
I see.
Elise wanted to ask.
Isn’t that the same for you guys?
But I didn’t say anything.
Because I know that it won’t be able to relieve this stuffiness anyway.
It was a waste of time having this conversation.
“Just wait a moment. I haven’t made up my mind yet.”
This ring is the last bastion.
You can’t make a hasty decision.
I wonder what other people think.
There was just one more person I could talk to.
***
Where should the bat go?
Should we side with the animals or with the birds?
Who are you?
I haven’t found the answer yet.
“Welcome. Thank you for your hard work today.”
Karami greets Elise, who has stopped by the inn, with a big smile.
One of the few people Elise can talk to. She’s become accustomed to this inn.
Elise realized that the inn she had initially not wanted to enter was the only sanctuary in the madhouse of the Holy Land.
It was all thanks to Karami.
It wasn’t because Karami did anything in particular. There were a lot of strange people around, but he was a special kind.
While the other people’s goals have been outlined, it is still unclear what Karami thinks and lives like, even though she knows her true identity.
I don’t know Karami’s purpose.
He doesn’t show any tea.
What kind of Elise do you want from yourself?
Is she a saint?
Are you a vampire?
That’s why it’s more comfortable than anywhere else. Elise didn’t have to act like anything either, because she didn’t want any form.
But now I’m curious.
“Master, what do you think I look like?”
What he perceives himself to be.
“Elise is Elise, right?”
“I know that too. I’m definitely Elise. But what kind of Elise do I look like? A saint? A vampire? ”
“Isn’t she a vampire saint? Is it really necessary to divide them into one?”
Karami spoke of neutrality.
That was certainly true.
But at least that wasn’t the answer Elise wanted.
Because in the end, it meant that I didn’t belong anywhere.
“Why? Are you suddenly curious about identity?”
“No, I just don’t like the fact that the host calls me daughter.”
“Acting like a father? How ridiculous. Elise is mine. If you want to claim ownership, bring me 30 million gold coins.”
“With that amount of money, you could become a god in a human body.”
“I won’t do it even if you tell me to.”
Elise let out a small laugh.
Then, he changed his expression to serious and asked.
“The Master said that I am not worthy of being liberated. How can I fulfill that qualification?”
“When Elise gets what she wants. Don’t worry. I’ll make it happen.”
“That’s what I was hoping for.”
Karami smiles kindly.
It sounds sweet.
It’s a confidence that could only be seen in a god.
But Elise doesn’t believe it.
In the end, there must be a sinister intention hidden behind that mask.
“Do you know what I want?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll do anything.”
“Anything?”
“Yes, anything.”
That was the moment.
Bam!
Elise rushed in.
I knocked over Karami who was sitting on the chair.
It was a blink of an eye moment.
“Elise?”
Elise, who had thrown Karami to the floor, grabbed both of his wrists and restrained him.
Elise looks down from above Karami. Her red eyes, shadowed by the backlight, shine more ominously than usual.
“You said you could do anything. So, should I ask you to become a vampire like me?”
“If Elise wants.”
Karami answered without a moment’s hesitation. Elise wasn’t even touched. She was sure it was nonsense that she didn’t mean.
Because of the contract, Elise cannot directly harm Karami.
“… ?”
But immediately after that, Elise flinched.
The restraint that had been present and absent when trying to harm Karami disappeared.
With just a little bit of force in his grip, he can break your wrist, and if he wants, he can bite you on the back of your neck and turn you into a vampire.
But Elise hesitated.
“Why are you doing this? Aren’t you trying to turn me into a vampire?”
“… What kind of confidence are you?”
“Do you have any confidence? Even if I become a vampire, my job won’t change. If that makes Elise feel better, that’s fine.”
Karami smiles leisurely as he watches Elise’s eyes shake from side to side.
“I don’t think so.”
“… … .”
“If I become a vampire, I can be with Elise for hundreds of years. I didn’t know you’d want to be with me that long. You’re quite the romantic, Elise.”
“… Tsk.”
Elise stood up, releasing the hands that had been restraining her.
They tried to test Karami, but instead, Elise was tested.
“That’s why I don’t want to talk to you.”
“Master, Elise.”
Karami raised his upper body and turned his wrist. There was a bright red handprint left by how hard he had gripped it.
Elise, who was watching, turned her head and avoided eye contact as if running away.
“Is this enough to convey my sincerity?”
“No. The Master knew I couldn’t bite, so it’s a no-count.”
“That’s strict. Then how can I gain Elise’s trust?”
Trust me.
It’s absurd to say, but Elise herself can’t figure out how to make herself trust others.
Rather, I would like to ask.
In a world full of lies and hypocrisy, what kind of mindset do you need to have to be able to live trusting others?
A girlish idea came to Elise’s mind.
“Master, can you fall into the abyss with me?”
I know this is a cowardly and childish question.
He asked the question and was surprised at himself. It was obvious what kind of answer Karami, who was trying to curry favor with people, would give.
It was a question with a set answer.
Still, the reason Elise asked that question was because of some anticipation. The anticipation that someone would be by her side even though she had no one she could trust.
It was a cowardly desire to hear it even though I knew it was just empty words full of hypocrisy.
But Karami.
“No?”
He lightly trampled on such greed as if it were a luxury for someone who had been covered in blood.
“Why are you dropping it together? I’m not stupid.”
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