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I could feel the Rupel twitching. He seems to be eavesdropping on the conversation pretending to be asleep.
I glanced at Rufel to see if White even noticed.
For me, I didn't understand White's words.
What do you mean, you're looking for the Second Crown Prince?
“Wait a minute. If Rufel's brother was the Second Prince...”
I have hardened.
I had the worst idea.
I've heard stories from Haman before.
I've heard that the second prince died of stillbirth and the second prince rose to life as a 'zombie’.
After that, White, his father, was in charge.
I looked at White and asked.
“Wasn't it done by your father himself? ”
White smiles bitterly.
“I wanted to, but I couldn't. ”
He couldn't kill his son.
After a few days, one of the Archbishop of the Holy See said he had helped him.
“There was Walter, one of the five Archbishops. He said he would bury the two princes.
The Archbishop named Walter is in charge.
- If the Crown Prince can't do it, I'll take care of it. Don't overdo it.
- But...
I'm retiring next month and spending the rest of my life quietly in the countryside with my daughter.
- I want to be a last resort for the Crown Prince. Count my loyalty.
The prince had to nod.
He surrendered the child.
At that time, the Crown Prince should have noticed something strange about Archbishop Walter.
The Archbishop was trembling with cold sweat.
At that time, I was mistaken for the guilt of just killing the Crown Prince.
“The Archbishop gave a good funeral. ’I said. They even made gravestones and buried them in the mountains. And after he retired, he went to the countryside with his daughter. That's what I thought. Every time I prayed for him on the gravestone. ”
But there was a problem.
That was 11 years ago.
When Pope Rupel turned 14, there were reports of bandits attacking a village in Aslan.
At that time, there were many conflicts with Aslan, so the Crown Prince himself decided to subdue them.
The next day, he was going to be the Holy Father's succession.
As the next Holy Father, it was a warning that the Aslan bandits would hang their necks on the wall.
That's how I learned the truth.
“There were no bandits when I arrived in town. No, there was. But they all...”
It was a corpse.
Hundreds of villagers died, dozens of bandits died, and a child was eating the corpse upside down.
White looked at him.
A boy about eight years old with red hair and eyes.
White is hardened by what he has to say.
- It's been a while.
* *
“Father.”
White stared at the child, stiffened.
An eight-year-old boy.
He looked like a vampire eating blood.
"Kid's a vampire? ’
It was rare for a child to become a vampire.
The Ancestral Vampire must share power, blood, and magic with Humans in order to create his creature.
That power could not be tolerated by an ordinary child.
But the child in front of me was fine.
It's hard to understand, but what do you mean, Dad?
“What nonsense. ”
Eleven years ago, the Crown Prince White, along with the paladins, looked at the boy.
The boy looks sad, surprised by White's words.
“That's too much, Father. You abandoned me, and now you're forgetting? Is that it?"
The boy reached out his hand and walked toward White as if he were walking.
If I just look at that, it looks like the boy really misses his father.
White draws his sword and aims it at the boy's neck.
“Cut the crap. ”
But White knew.
For a vampire, man is regarded as a creature other than "livestock."
Even if it makes the family a vampire.
No affection. If not the same vampire, it's livestock.
Knowing that, White was never careless.
The target can't be careless or sympathetic because it's a child.
The boy who was making his tears dropped his head.
“What a terrible father. Because of my father...”
The boy lifts his head and smiles.
“The paladins are all dead. ”
Bloody trellises protrude from the ground.
The paladins escorting White have been penetrated.
White swings his sword, but the horse that was riding it falls through the blood.
He hurriedly gets up from his seat and breathes his power into the sword. Zombies gather around the boy.
“I wanted to fight my father once. I was curious about the power of the Holy Father's son, whom the Vampire King fears. So…"
The boy smiled and said.
“Fight me. It's a bet a loser has a body. ”
White cursed at the crazy boy.
“Damn monsters. ”
White fought the boy.
You slaughter the zombies around you and finally push the boy away.
“Indeed, Father. ”
The boy's whole body was cut off. The sacred swords mutilated the boy's flesh.
A little baby crawled out of the boy's body.
The baby looked strange.
More like a monster cub than a human child.
You are covered in blood, and your body is rarely rotten or your tumor grows or swells.
Particularly the neck recesses, like the cord marks.
“I would have won if I had been in the right body. ”
The baby looks at White, furious.
White could see his face, and called out his name.
"... Rupel. ”
* *
“It was definitely the two popes. When I saw him, I could feel it. ”
White groans and sets his forehead down.
His voice is split by the bitter agony.
“He was also an intelligent child. Not a zombie, a vampire. Someone turned him into a vampire. Damn it!”
It was only 16 years after the birth of the second prince, Rupel.
After a baby becomes a zombie, it's hard to learn a horse, gain knowledge, and become a vampire to judge the situation in just over a decade.
But it's not impossible.
It is possible if someone artificially injects magic and knowledge.
It's an extremely dangerous case of dark magic.
I forgot what to say.
“I couldn't kill him, so I let him go. He escaped using a warp. After that day, I dug a grave to find out the truth about this. So I went to see Walter the Archbishop, but I couldn't find him. Even his daughter is missing. He must have been killed. ”
Archbishop Walter was taken hostage by his daughter, and Walter handed the zombie child over to the vampires.
White laid out the latest data on the Vampires reported by the Holy Father, as well as what he had on the table.
I went through the paperwork.
Some of them stand out.
“This?”
I looked at the First Emperor's mercy, Yulicia's report.
“When I was in Rome, a civil war zone, I could hear the news of Ulicia. ”
Exactly. A month after Ulithia's death, word spread, and I could hear it.
The sins of the Vampires.
It was a case of killing the Crown Prince and cursing First Prince Luan.
White is furious and has infiltrated the Imperial Court.
I killed Ulithia, and also investigated the existence of a curse on the First Prince.
I met Luan, who was sleeping like a nightmare, and saw that his curse was similar to that of the Second Imperial Palace.
“Earl Pomorr's family members, who have found out in the Holy See, must have used their hands to infiltrate the imperial palace. And one of them was Rupel. ”
White gave me another piece of data.
“The two princes, Rupel Olfalls. He's not like the other vampires. He and his creatures raided the Imperial Palace and escaped. It was hard to handle then, but now it's even bigger. ”
I took the data and went through it.
"Luan's curse is also the result of his curse. There was no cure for Luann, either. A warning. A warning from the Vampires to the Holy Father."
Of course I did.
The moment he tried to fix it, his heart would explode.
If it weren't for me, Luan wouldn't be in this world already.
“Hopefully, I had no choice but to find the Second Prince. If we could just find him, we could figure out how to break Luan's curse and what's behind them. And all the vampires hiding in the Imperial Court. ”
“Why didn't you tell the Patriarch? ”
White looked at me as if it were natural.
“Don't you know the atmosphere back then wasn't words? Father was angry that Ulithia was dead. What do you think would happen if you found out that the second prince had become a vampire beyond zombies and that the Archbishop was connected to it? ”
It was bad enough that the Holy See was inside.
However, there was a tumult in the bloodstream. If that rumor spreads, it won't be easy anymore.
There will be anxiety and mistrust in the Holy See.
Furthermore, the Catholic Church will begin a brutal ‘Purge'.
“Even though they were threatened, all work involving Archbishop Walter who served in the Apocalypse's lifetime will be executed, and Bridge and the work that undead the Second Crown could not escape that responsibility. ”
All the people of the Archbishop Walter and the Bridge family who have worked for the Holy See for their entire lives will be slain for their sins of desecrating the blood of the Emperor. Both men and women, children.
As White, you wanted to protect your loyalty and your beloved wife.
“But.”
The Crown Prince pressed the temple while looking at the data from the Catholic Church recently.
“I can't believe Rose was having an affair with a vampire. I...”
White's eyes turned red. His fingernails gripping his fist dig into the flesh.
“You're so jealous you love and care for the scum who turned you into a vampire, cursed your son, and turned you into a vampire! ”
White suffered.
I had to be bitter as well.
I couldn't see it had nothing to do with me anymore.
I've already been drawn into the work of the Patriarch.
“Didn't you know? ”
“If I had known, I wouldn't have done it either. ”
White raises his head.
“I would have ripped him to pieces right there. I would have made you beg for tears in Julia's grave. ”
I felt alive on the horse.
That's how angry you must be.
The 3rd Pope seems to know that he is listening by his side, but he can't control his emotions.
“What about you? ”
I pointed to Rupel and said,
Lupel, who was lying on the bed, flinches.
White stares at Rufel.
“At that time, Rupel was under the age of 15. Rose would have used him. But I have a lot to ask you about the Ulicia case. Not only can I avoid my father's anger, but I also need to talk to Rupel. ”
"..."
White took a deep breath for a while, as if controlling his feelings.
And I gave out other data.
“Besides, things got too big for me to handle on my own. No, it was the right thing to investigate. ”
And he told me what he found out.
“They're getting more cunning. It's also being built systematically. In no history have these vampires ever come together to form an organization. ”
White searches, interrogates, and pursues other vampires around the world.
“The Vampire is aiming for the Holy See. To be precise, he's trying to take down the entire Holy See. The reason is simple."
White raises his head.
His face is red.
Blood stains on his forehead as if he was repressing his emotions and gnashed his teeth.
“They're using humans as livestock to build their own empire. ”
He collected the documents and marked them one by one on a large map.
“Though they thought they banished the Vampires, I had the opposite result. ”
On the map, the images of each country surrounding the Holy See.
Vampires were indicated in all directions of such countries.
Surrounded by vampires from all over the country, surrounded by the Holy See.
It was like...
“Spider web.”
It is a large web of spiders, and the prey at the center looks like the Holy See.
I mumbled to myself and looked at the data.
Person whose data shows the white is presumed to be a black film.
His name.
“The Vampire King. King Blendmir."
The Vampire King of Vampires.
“He's trying to eat the Holy See. Soon.”
White looked at me and said,
“The Vampire invasion is about to begin. ”
* *
Dark night.
It was a time when the penis watered the world and the magic energy was most vigorous.
The moonlight is red by the magical power in the air.
The palace of Aslan is guarded with palaces.
The enemy capital, and the royal palace.
Despite their victory, the paladins have not lost their guard, as they are in the midst of the enemy camp.
The Aslan people of the capital fled with the knowledge of such a paladin.
They are good at keeping the rules, but they also know what the winners lose.
I didn't want to get caught.
But there were some who approached the paladins.
A group of dozens of robed little boys approaches the palace.
The paladins frown.
They draw their swords and aim.
“Halt! Who are you...”
“Where did you learn to point a sword at an emperor? ”
The paladin bows.
The tall little boy smiled and said.
“It's your fault. Because of you...”
The paladin's body is pierced by the bloody trenches.
A paladin hung in a daze by an awning rising from the ends of the earth.
“Your colleagues are all going to die. ”
The boy Rupel glanced at the imperial palace as he stretched.
“Now, let's get a new body. Gentlemen.”
The boy looked back and said.
The robed wearers take off the hood.
Pearling men in robes. Their teeth appear abnormally sharp.
The paladins' faces hardened.
The boy stares at those paladins and growls.
“Slaughter them all. Humans are livestock after all. Isn't it a fresh lump of meat? All of you.”
The boy with the red moonlight behind him smiled with a bloodshot glare.
“As cattle, I must kill you. ”
2Prince Rupel Olfalls.
He raids Aslan's palace.