Vampire Baron

Amel immediately knocked on the door of the Small Temple Head’s room.

She had been planning to come anyway.

Though she hadn’t said she would.

The door opened.

“I thought you weren’t coming since you didn’t say anything. Next time, speak up first. Come in.”

She entered.

The Small Temple Head’s room was as large as two rooms combined in the knights’ dormitory.

It was an eight-person room, so twice that size. The Small Temple Head had quite a large room all to himself.

As she entered the room, she noticed a smell.

The scent of flesh.

The smell of sweat.

There was no smell of blood, but thinking about it, she realized it made sense. Since he sucked the blood directly, unlike when a body is torn open and blood spills out, he would just suck it all up. There would be no leakage to the outside.

Through Electrical Signals, she knew there were four people in the room.

One was the Small Temple Head.

The other three were women.

That was their form.

They were in the bedroom area.

“Looks like you have company?”

“These are the ones I called yesterday. Many people misunderstand, but the gods have never said that priests shouldn’t embrace women.”

“….”

“Including the body in purity is purely a human perspective.”

“Is that so.”

“The gods told us to procreate. That it would lead to prosperity. But for a priest serving the gods to dedicate their body to the gods and maintain purity is, conversely, going against the will of the gods.”

“….”

What’s this old geezer suddenly talking about?

As Amel looked towards the bedroom, the old priest rambled as if he had something to hide.

“Rather, the more a priest, the more actively they should participate in the propagation of the species!”

“…What are you trying to say?”

“Ahem.”

The old priest cleared his throat.

“What I mean is, don’t misunderstand me in a bad way because of the women I brought in yesterday. Your eyes look quite murderous.”

“….”

[Killing Intent]

The red star in her eyes was sentencing the old priest to some kind of death.

It made him feel that instinctively.

Amel saw something else.

[Small Temple Head Tostol]

Orange text.

Her eyes, full of hostility, saw only the enemy.

The old priest seemed to misunderstand that the hostility was because he was a priest embracing women and being hated for it, but she didn’t care about that.

Still,

‘He’s not a Vampire?’

Well, if he were a Vampire, he wouldn’t be a priest.

He must be being used as an internal collaborator, so this guy voluntarily became a collaborator. He’s a nasty one.

She could tell that the women in the bedroom were Vampires through Electrical Signals.

Electrical Signals of a different form than normal life reactions were ringing, making them distinguishable.

If she hadn’t received confirmation through Hans’s information window, she might have just passed it off as nothing, but once she knew, the difference was clear.

The way their hearts were beating was strange.

Normally, the heart beats and blood flows, but theirs showed a rhythm as if blood flowed and then the heart beat.

“….”

“You worked hard last night. They’ve just fallen asleep, so leave them be. More importantly, there’s a reason I called you here.”

“Let’s hear what it is first. I’m curious how important it is that you called me.”

“So impatient. Why don’t we talk slowly? I might be able to undo the curse engraved on your heart.”

“….”

Oh, really.

‘You can’t even undo it, yet you say that so easily.’

Lies flowed out like a clear stream.

She knew that this curse could be undone by a Saintess through [Prayer].

She shrugged inwardly.

Alright, she’d listen to what he had to say.

“Well, I don’t think a mere Small Temple Head can undo a curse placed by a Death Knight.”

“What good is a Death Knight’s curse in the face of divine miracles? But do you know what? Divine miracles also come with a price.”

“A price?”

“You probably know since you use Divinity, but if you don’t, then you’re doing a good job of practicing it.”

Is there a price for using Divinity?

Or is it just nonsense to get her attention?

But if he knew she used Divinity, the possibility of it being a lie was low. A 50 percent chance gamble.

It wasn’t an issue worth gambling on, so she leaned towards it not being a lie.

“What’s the price?”

“That, of course, is to practice what the gods desire. So, if you want the curse undone, help me practice it.”

“….”

“It’s simple. A beauty like you must have played around with dozens of men. I’m not naive enough to believe you’re a virgin with that face.”

“….”

….

“..?”

???

“What?”

“Just sleep with me once. Serving the gods as a Hero! Then the curse will be undone!”

…I should be angry, but the absurdity overwhelms the anger.

“I’ve heard you’re strong. But because you’re strong, the curse is engraved on your heart, making you a target for the undead.”

“….”

“So, before you die and become undead, hurry and undo it.”

“So…”

More and more.

“You…”

More and more.

“You…”

Irritation surged.

“Do you want to die?”

“What? Die? I was going to treat you like a Hero, but you speak like a common thug! Do you know who I am? I… Kuek!!”

Thud. The old priest fell over with his chair.

Amel had her foot raised to the height of the old priest’s head.

She had kicked him.

“I’ll interrogate you and then kill you.”

The old priest lost consciousness.

She had knocked him out with a kick.

Having kicked knights, she had developed a knack for it.

Seeing the old priest unconscious,

She entered the bedroom inside.

A dark room.

Even though there was a window, it was covered with thick, blackout curtains.

Just as she was about to pull back the curtains.

“How did we get caught?”

The woman in the middle of the bed sat up.

She lightly tidied her disheveled hair with her fingers.

She muttered in a disappointed voice.

“Can you tell me why?”

Thanks to the priest you turned into a Vampire.

Judging by her reaction, she hadn’t expected the priest’s betrayal at all.

“Who are you trying to fool with that heartbeat?”

“Oh my. Can you hear my heartbeat?”

“I can.”

She pulled back the curtains.

Morning sunlight streamed in.

Illuminating the room.

But the direct sunlight stopped just before reaching the bed.

She could kill them at any time.

But she had things to hear.

Her voice was quite cooperative, so there would be many things she could hear.

Jang Yu-ha’s intuition was good, but she needed predictions and imagination. She could make rough future predictions, but she didn’t know the specifics.

Jang Yu-ha’s intuition worked like solving a short-answer question and getting the answer confirmed.

“If I tell you, will you spare me?”

“It depends on your explanation and your sincerity.”

“Then what should I tell you?”

“First, make me interested.”

Vampire.

[Vampire Baron]

Red text.

The [Vampire Baron] stroked the heads of the trembling Vampires, comforting them like a mother soothing her children.

“I know a way to undo the curse engraved on you.”

“I know too.”

“…Then do you know exactly what scale of crisis that curse will bring?”

“Obviously, several Death Knights will come. If they’re going to kill me for sure, at least four will come.”

“…Someone who knows that is staying here instead of running away.”

Four [Death Knight]s.

That was threatening.

Including Chocolat, at least four would have to come, and if a [Bishop]-level Lich came, there might be fewer than four.

Three swordsmen and one mage would have better synergy than four swordsmen.

Either way, she expected the equivalent of four [Death Knight]s’ worth of power to come.

“Not really. Honestly, if Death Knights come, that’s what I wanted.”

That she was frustrated because she didn’t kill them.

That she felt good being pierced through the heart.

Feeling the excitement subside and gradually calm down, she thought that this answer she had found was just an excited delusion.

‘What do I want?’

It didn’t seem like she simply wanted to become stronger or fight strong enemies.

Would she feel better if she faced and defeated the [Death Knight]s as a group?

‘Haa…’

She sighed.

“I didn’t expect you to say that. Are you okay with becoming a servant of the Death Knights?”

“I have no intention of listening to someone weaker than me. And of course, I have no intention of losing. I’ll kill them all.”

“How arrogant.”

Thanks for the compliment.

“Since you’re confident that you can defeat the Death Knights even when they come as a group, then there’s nothing I can do to help.”

“Yeah. You just need to provide information.”

“What information do you want? I would appreciate it if you could give me a hint.”

“….”

She had left it to the [Vampire Baron] because she didn’t know what to ask.

A hint.

“The Altar of Blood. Tell me everything you know about the Sealed Artifact in that Dungeon.”

“That information is worth more than my life, so I can’t tell you.”

“I know that a Great Devil is sealed there.”

“Great Devil…”

Ah, she looks upset.

“Do you dislike the expression ‘Great Devil’?”

“Yes, please don’t call them that.”

“Then what should I call them? True Ancestor?”

“….”

The [Vampire Baron]’s eyes widened.

The light reflected on the floor illuminated her face.

She looked clearly surprised.

Her surprised face was also pretty, but pretty as she was, her left thumb was still.

It seemed that not everything pretty aroused her possessiveness. Strength. Judging by Lilietta’s standards, a minimum level of strength had to be included?

Then she wasn’t as strong as the Succubus Queen, Nanos… or Lara, so she didn’t make it to the red text.

Amel spoke honestly.

No, she thought of it while she was thinking.

“What I want to know is how to break the Seal.”

“…Huh?”

Was it that sudden?

She had asked Jang Yu-ha as well.

Whether the right arm of the sealed Great Devil was an enemy worth fighting.

The answer was Yes.

Either way, to remove the sealed content, she had no choice but to break the Seal.

Since it had already been taken out of the Seal location, the Seal would be broken soon.

Jang Yu-ha’s opinion was that if she broke the Seal in the wrong way, it would be awkward to get rid of it, so she should ask someone who knew.

She hadn’t planned to ask the Vampire herself, but things had turned out this way.

“Come to think of it, you probably want to break the Seal too, right? Let’s break it together if we’re not going to collect all the Sealed Artifacts and break it. Or just tell me how to break it.”

“….”

The [Vampire Baron] seemed to be busy thinking.

“I can’t help but be suspicious. Shall I tell you my true intentions then?”

“I can’t answer if I don’t know your purpose. If your purpose is really to break the Seal, what is the reason for that purpose?”

“That’s obvious…”

She crossed her arms and said, looking down.

“To defeat it.”

“….”

“I’m not secretly worshiping your god and trying to break the Seal for them. But isn’t this more trustworthy?”

“…Hehe.”

The [Vampire Baron] laughed.

“As you say. Even though it’s a part of the Progenitor, the idea of defeating them is so trustworthy that I can’t help but laugh. Hehehe.”

She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed elegantly.

“Okay. But there’s a condition. It’s more of a request. May I tell you?”

“Tell me.”

“Thank you.”

The [Vampire Baron] looked at the distant mountains.

Her expression became ecstatic as she looked beyond that gaze.

“Please allow me to break the Seal with my own hands. I want to decorate the glorious moment of resurrecting the Progenitor with my own hands.”