Desire

“So there is dissension. They drink blood, but act like humans and think like humans. There were vampires who defied Lord's will and wanted to be Lord themselves, and they were banished. This is where the vampires who followed the exile have reached. They drank monster blood here and made this forest their domain. ”

“.. then, day, not night, will be a comfort to us. ”

“Why?”

The murmur of Azin twists his head and looks at him. The question fills her face, and she pauses and turns to you.

“When the sun goes down, vampires go into coffins. ”

“What the hell are you talking about? ”

At Azin's question, Raw Snow frowned and asked. She places her hands on her waist and leans forward to Azin.

“Why do you think vampires go into coffins during the day? ”

“.. isn't it? ”

“It's the magic of the night, so it will weaken during the day. But what the hell is going on in that coffin? Why would a vampire go into a coffin? ”

In the words of the lingering black snow, he didn't say anything. His knowledge of vampires is not necessarily the same in this world. Azin hesitated for a moment and looked at the smell of raw snow and asked.

“What kind of vampire does Master know? ”

“Mosquitoes.”

Raw Snow simply replied.

“Mosquito cubs sucking fangs at their necks and drinking blood.

“No matter how much you say it, it's pretty insulting. ”

The voice creaks in. Azin looks at the direction in which he is startled. Since when? Seeing the girl leaning against the tree in front of her eyes, she swallowed a dry saliva.

“Your ears are bright. ”

The smell of Raw Snow died looking at the girl. At that, the girl shrugged her shoulders and straightened herself against the tree. The girl who was walking without a sound of footsteps stopped ahead of the Neutral Zone. Ajin stares at the girl with sleepy eyes. Long red hair touches your feet beyond your calves, and the clothes that you wear are black, like they melt in the dark at night. White faces looked like dying sickness without blood, but thin red lips and red eyes were clear in the dark.

“It's been a while, Racunda. It's been 20 years. ”

“Same old, same short, Persian. You always had a short tongue, no subject. ”

He said so, but there seemed to be no unpleasantness in the face of the Raw Snow. She smiles as if to say hello, and it surprises Azin a bit.

“Greetings?"

“It's been a while. It looks a little dry. ”

Persian asks, and the smell of Raw Snow approaches her and answers. Persian opens his lips to yawn small, rubbing his eyes with his palms.

“I haven't had a proper meal in 20 years. I mean, I've had a few humans over lately.”

The muttering Persian looks up at Azin. Ajin flinches back at Persian's gaze at him.

“I thought it was a gift to celebrate the 20th anniversary. From what I hear, I don't think so. Is he your disciple?”

At Persian's question, the scent of Raw Snow shifts. She smiles maliciously at Azin, then looks back at Persic.

“For now, if you're really hungry, there's nothing you won't let me eat. ”

“If so, thank you. Hmm... I'm not the only one starving, so that's a bit inadequate. ”

He's talking about his own life, but he can't help it. It was because of Persian gaze that he had once looked at himself. Abdominal. Azin was overwhelmed by Persian gaze that had seen him. It felt like the first time I saw Valkun. No, maybe more. It may not smell like Raw Snow, but Persian is strong. At least Azin isn't the type of opponent he can be right now.

“What are you doing in this desolate place, anyway?" This is where Hazen is. ”

“I've already met the old man. ”

“Are you here to see Hassen? ”

“What do you do when you meet a dying corpse? A simple getaway.”

The scent of Raw Snow darkens, and Persian sees a faint tingling. She laughs low and shakes her head.

“Well, if you say so. ”

Persian takes a step forward as he says so. She crossed the Neutral Zone. Azin steps back, surprised to see Persian approaching him, out of the woods. Monster crosses Neutral Zone? This must be Griphon's territory. How?

“You look surprised. ”

Persian smiles at Azin. Her smile was seductive and rude. Persian raises his head slightly and looks at the cliffs of Griphon, behind Azin.

“That beast is afraid of me. It's just that. ”

Harpy and Griphon's power boils. So the two monsters do not invade the neutral ground between the cliffs. They don't want to get too close to each other's territory. But the relationship between Persian and Griphon is different. Persian, no. Vampires in that forest, including her, are stronger than Griphons, and Griphons fear vampires. So Griphon never crosses neutral ground.

“Don't worry too much. We're not that rough. If they don't invade our territory, they won't stand up no matter how hungry they are. Running around starving is no different than a beast. ”

Persian says so, reaching out to Azin. Azin hesitates as Persian hands stop toward him, reaching out to hold her hand.

“Thorn Forest Vampire Road. I'm Fersik Duna. Are you?”

“... is Ajin. ”

Azin replied, calming his breath. Persian hands were cold and thin as ice. But that gaze, that red eye, the gaze that looked at him pressed against his shoulder. As static electricity rises, the whole body flinches and the spine is damp.

“It appears you're about to pass through these woods. ”

“.. to the blue volcano. ”

Azin takes a deep breath and says, At that, Persian laughs low and twists his head.

“A blue volcano? Why there?”

“I've never been there. ”

“An exploration of the unknown. Well, it's great to be passionate about it. It's just... it costs a lot to get through here. ”

Persian glances back at the Raw Snow. The scent of Raw Snow shrugs without a word and pulls back. He expressed his intention not to be involved in this. Persian smiles thinly at the smell of raw snow.

“That price cannot be avoided, even if you are a disciple of Racunda. ”

“... in exchange for what? ”

“Life.”

Persik immediately replied to Azin's question. She takes a step back as she lets go of Azin's hand.

“We are very hungry. In fact, I'm always hungry. We've lived our lives drinking Griphon's blood, but the food that pleases us the most is human blood. Only the thick, hot blood that we just took out can satisfy us. And as I said, we don't forgive those who trespass against us. ”

Persian opened his lips and smiled. Seeing the sharp fangs shining between the lips, Ajin tried to weigh in his heart.

Persian calls himself the Vampire Lord of this forest. That means the ruler of that forest is Persian, and she is the most powerful vampire in that forest. How powerful are ordinary vampires, except Persians? I've thought about it, but nothing is certain. Ajin has never met another vampire.

Compared to Valkun? Ajin recalls the werewolf. Now that he has the vermillion, he is confident of winning solo battles with Valkun. Valkun was certainly strong, but his current pain is not enough to kill him with all his might.

But Persian was different. She is stronger than Valkun. A sharpened sensation proved him and warned him. I was telling you not to fight. Serron's party, Daisy's party, what if he jumps at it with that much power? No, it's pointless. Persian is not an individual.

“.. what about the other costs? ”

Azin looks at Persik and asks. Usually, it will not be possible to communicate this way. The player who challenged these cliffs will have to go into that forest to meet Persik. It will invade the vampire realm, and the vampire will only think of the invading player as food. There's no talking about it. The predator neither warns nor compromises in the pursuit of its prey.

But it's different now. This is the outside of the forest, and what lies ahead is the road that controls the vampires of that forest. There's nothing bad about trying.

“Hmmm, what's the price? ”

Persik opens his eyes to Azin's question and gives a low smile. Asin takes a small breath to ask the question again.

“I can't give you my life... but instead of letting you pass through that forest, I want you to ask for something else." ”

“Will you be able to satisfy yourself? ”

That's what Asin said. Asin looks at the question for a moment and opens his hands.

“We can't be sure. I don't know what you're asking me to do. So..." “First, you want me to tell you a story? ”

Persian grins. She stares at Azin and bursts out a low smile. Persian smiles for a long time, looking at the scent of Raw Snow, he frowns and says.

“Racunda, Racunda. Your disciple is a funny man. You want to make a deal with a vampire? ”

I didn't say anything about the smell of Raw Snow, and I stared at Azin. The gaze of azin and black snow were mixed.

[What are you thinking?]

Raw Snow's scent blows the whistle. Azin does not change his face, but speaks in a tone.

What?

[Vampires are cruel and persistent. And annoying. If you try to avoid the situation right now with a good twitch, you will suffer a great loss.]

In saying that, he smiled silently. He looks at the Black Snow and looks at Persian.

“What do you want? What do you want me to pay to get through this forest? ”

“A price for your life would suffice. ”

Persian stops laughing and looks at Azin.

“Blood for blood, life for life. With you and your colleagues silent about what passes, I... no, we want a life at that price. If you don't want to die on your own... no, that's not enough. Give me more lives. ”

Persian speeds out as if he didn't have anything to think about. At that, he smiled.

“Easy.”

In that simple answer, Persian pauses for a moment and looks at the pain.

“... easy? ”

“In the end, I'm asking you to pay tolls. Yes, I will pay ”

Azin giggles. The smile seems incomprehensible to Persian.

“You would sacrifice someone else's life? ”

“If you want it. ”

Persian asked, and Azin answered. I did not hesitate to answer.

“.. the same man? ”

“Isn't that what you want? ”

Ajin smiled deeply. The puzzle was put together in his head, and he drew a picture.

“It's easy. ”

What was painted in his head was a firefly leaping into the fire, and a hell of Abigail who ran away screaming. Elements to complete him have already been met. Well, it doesn't matter. If we can get through this forest without bloodshed, if we can stop confronting threatening vampires.

You can pay whatever you want for it.

‘Cause it wasn't me. ’

In his paintings, Ajin doesn't die.

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Hmm... Many people say the old title is better;; please tell us in a comment which of the villain player or designer is better.