Desire

“... Amazing. ”

The enemy sticks out his tongue. She shoves her sword into the shadows, shaking her head.

“It's only been a year... and I'm stronger than I've ever been. Did you get a performance? ”

Ajin does not answer, but gives a slight smile. I didn't have the confidence to understand the enemy, and I didn't intend to talk about the player in the first place. “I just had a little epiphany.” Azin's words spill a mighty groan. She walks up to Azin, touching her kicked wrist, and mutters.

“Genius is for people like bloodlines. Ten years she put down the sword. I've been told I didn't get the blood right for a while, but I've learned from the tribe to hold it, from the sinew to the sword.”

The enemy's face was worthless.

“Enlightenment. Easy to say. How many of the few hundred thousand unaccounted for can be enlightened. Blood punctuation... It frightens the Goddess every time. Compared two years ago and a year ago, it's different. Compared to a year ago and now, it's different. ”

“.. and Heaven must have taken care of me for my efforts. ”

Azin shrugs. The enemy spits out a hollow smile. “You speak of the sky against vampires. Yeah, she's a vampire, so maybe the sky didn't take care of her.” The enemy takes a big breath.

“The Blood Clot was defeated by the Blood Horse. Admit it.Blood creams are strong. The potential and genius of hematology is superior to anything an unmanned woman has ever seen. Right now... yes. If it's rainbow nowadays, bloodstains might eat it. I don't know if I can eat it all, but I might be able to eat half of it. I think that the strength of the blood gate is worth fighting against Safa's greatest celestial astronomy. If the power of the hematologist is strong enough, it won't have much color compared to the salt. ”

“Thank you."

I smiled at the recognition of my enemies. Overwhelmed an enemy who was a master of blood and equality. It was joyful to get only the Thousand Monastery and the Honeycomb Orb without opening the Thousand Monastery completely. Amazingly, it didn't take long to take the sword from the enemy. Should have been 20 seconds. It would be shameful for an unmanned person to be overwhelmed by an unmanned drone several times younger than himself, but the current enemy is not unmanned.

‘I want to see the Iron Throne again... but how will I find the Drifter? ’

“There are no rumors about the Iron Throne. ”

As if he had read Azin's mind, the enemy said. In saying this, he looked at the enemy in surprise.

“Can you even read minds? ”

“Were you thinking about the Iron Throne? Reading skills... They say there is such magic, but the Heavenly Mother is not very good at magic. I don't know about reading.I just thought bloodstains would want a reunion with the Iron Throne. ”

The enemy smiled and said.

“After the bloodstream closed, the Heavenly Mother tracked down the Iron Throne in her own way. Horse tracking. I asked the children of Chanhyung Lu to be jealous of the men looking for Chanhyung Lu. The Iron Throne who appeared in a decade summoned a little rumor to Moorish, but that was it. The Iron Throne went over the wall and hid himself. His two disciples, too. ”

The enemy said in a bold voice. I didn't think the enemy cared that much, so Azin was amazed with a slight open mouth. The enemy shrugs his shoulders, expressing that it is not bulky. Seeing that, I met Persian eyes with a black snow scent. Both feet come forward almost simultaneously.

“Why don't we sit down and talk? ”

Raw snow and Persian flavor naturally occupy both sides of the azin. The hand of black snow rises on Azin's shoulders, and Persian hands wrap around his waist. Raw snow rubs its cheeks, extending its arms and wrapping around its aching neck. The expression on the enemy's face is strange.

“... this is him. ”

The frowning enemy mutters, gazing at the scent of Raw Snow. Raw snow rises its chin high and stares at the enemy.

“I call it hostile. ”

The enemy bows his head. “Raw snow,” she replies. The enemy stares at the scent of Raw Snow for a moment and squeezes his head.

“This is the great master of the bloodline, the Underworld. ”

“Yes, I am the most bloodthirsty witch in the world. ”

The smell of black snow was creepy whether to suppress the aircraft.

“I am Persian Duna, vampire road of Thorn Forest. ”

Persian said as if he couldn't lose.

“Didn't you already have a full name for each other? And the Thorn Forest. Where is that forest? ”

The enemy frowns and asks. The question trembles. Because the thorny forest she ruled disappeared with the island of beginnings, only Persian memories of it remain. The enemy who grew up in the Black Forest cannot be known.

“Speaking of which, the enemy is in Gracia...”

“Sit down. ”

Persian fires at you. She swings her hand lightly to make chairs and tables. Persian smiles proudly as he looks at the enemy, but the enemy does not react much. She sits facedown in a chair, muttering in a low voice. “You're very talented.” I don't know if it's a compliment or a flirtation, so Persian eyebrows twitch.

“You said the enemy was from Gracia, right? ”

In order to prevent the atmosphere from getting subtle, Ajin hurriedly opened his mouth. He was attracted by Persian and black snow, and the three chairs were long couches. Raw snow and Persian smoke settle next to him, and he clears his throat low.

“It's been a hundred years. ”

A hundred years. Ajin touches his chin. There will be no answer for Gratia now. She knew Gracia a hundred years ago. No, I can't hear much about Gratia from the enemy in the first place. She's a vampire, and she lived in the Black Forest.

“... do you know the Queen of the Black Forest? ”

But I could ask you about this. Maybe Acacia didn't give him a speech. Haveth, who has mastered Necromancer enchantment, has assembled a dark star in Gracia and is engaged with the Queen of the Black Forest.

You heard about the Black Forest from Persian. It's a dark forest, literally without sunlight. Land of the Undead. After the beginning of the island disappeared, Persian opened his eyes in the Black Forest and came to see Azin without settling down there.

“... Queen of the Black Forest. ”

A hundred years ago, the enemy lived in the Black Forest. If her tribe hadn't been destroyed by the invasion of another tribe, she might still be living in the Black Forest. A hundred years. A long time to be born and to die, but not to the undead.

“I know of a queen a hundred years ago. I don't know if it's the king or the queen in the Black Forest right now... but if it was a hundred years ago, the queen would still be ruling the Black Forest. ”

The enemy said in a bold voice. In her words, he drags his butt forward to hear the enemy's words correctly. At that moment, the black snow scent and Persian expression almost simultaneously grabbed hold of Azin's knee and pulled him back.

“Can I get you something to drink? ”

Then Persian said with a big smile. “Yes?” Azin looks at Persic. Persian smiles and raises his hand.

“I'm thirsty if I talk about it. I'll drink something.”

Persian hands slip into the space. After a moment, she comes out, holding a large bottle of wine in her hand. She pulls out four glasses and places them in front of each other. Fong! The flicking of your fingers pulls the cork out, and each glass is filled with red wine.

“.. isn't it blood? ”

Azin glances at Persic and asks. When asked, Persian glances at Azin. “I made this wine when I was in the forest. Even if you give me something good...!” Azin shrugs his shoulders with a pinch.

“.. may I continue the story? ”

The smell clears my throat and asks. Persian waves his glass with a graceful gesture and shoots at the enemy.

“Don't you have manners? Now that you've filled your cup, why don't you have a light toast? ”

“I've been bothering you for a while now. Why do you keep saying...”

“Because I'm older than you. ”

“For a vampire, age is...”

“Then get a sequence! Do you want to do it now? ”

The enemy does not answer Persian. Fighting in the wizard's chambers is suicide. “Call it what you will. It's a title, not my problem.” The enemy has left Persik and given Azin his sight.

“Is that what the Blood Moon wants from the Heavenly Mother? The Queen of the Black Forest. ”

“Yes.”

“That's odd. Have you ever been to Gracia? ”

“Nothing.”

“Then how do you know about the Queen of the Black Forest? I don't think I heard it from your... vampire. The Heavenly Mother has not heard of such vampires for 200 years, living in the Black Forest. He said to himself," Lord of Thorns. "There was no Thorn Forest in the Black Forest. ”

“I'm going to Gracia when I'm done with the Moorish. ”

I stepped forward rather than around.

“While hearing rumors in places like this, I heard about the queen who rules the Black Forest. All I've heard is that there is a queen, so I don't know what she is. ”

“Gracias after the Moorish... You're going to unify three factions? ”

The enemy laughs as if it were absurd, and Azin grins and does not answer the enemy's words. An enemy touching his chin during Ajin's silence tilted his glass and drank a little wine.

“... good wine. It's been a long time since I drank something this old. It would have been better if there was blood in it. ”

“Do you miss it?”

Ajin says, his eyes wide open and he looks at Ajin. He grins and takes out his scabbard.

“If you tell me enough of your story, I'll give you enough blood to satisfy Luge. ”

“... no specifications. ”

Arzin slashes his fingertips deeply at the words of the enemy. The spilled blood fills the cup again with a sip of red blood. Seeing that, Persian hurriedly took a sip of his wine and presented it to Azin. Azin smiles bitterly and fills the Persian cup with blood.

“.. to remember. ”

The enemy bites his finger.

“... the Queen of the Black Forest ruled the Black Forest before the birth of the Heavenly Lady. ”

Tsu 'eup. He pulled out the finger on his lip and said.

“How much do you know about the Black Forest? ”

“I only know it's undead territory. ”

“That's true and different. Undead. It's commonly said to be undead... All undead speak in Gracia are known as monsters that have died once and come back to life. Ghouls, Durahan, Banshees, vampires. ”

The red wine carefully brought to his lips a deep red glow.

“Hmm. But the Black Forest isn't the only undead. There are no shortages of vampires' old nemesis, Lycanslopes... and quite a few Doppelgängers and Shadowwalkers. The Black Forest is simply a land of monsters. ”

The enemy smiles bloody.

“Among monsters, it comes from humans. And the Horsemen from the Horse System. People often think of their children as dark children. And the queen of the black forest...”

The enemy breathes.

“It's a trail.”