Sword Whisperer

"How did you get in? Obviously the path was taken by Eustein……"

"He gave me a way."

"Youstein..... can't be. They must have seen us……"

Vampires, however, were not the only ones who could say 'evil' as soon as they saw it. The atmosphere surrounding them was a little tiring rather than savory, and even pale skin did not make them look strange.

Van stretched his sword. Vampires could not easily step in front of the unusual ears emanating from the Kishin.

".... What grudge are you doing to us? Did you lose a family to a vampire? Then I found the wrong number. We have never left this castle, never returned. If you intend to ask for revenge... …"

"I'm sorry, I didn't say hello for a reason."

There was no plausible cause for Van. Van bites his lips. 'Vampire.' At first, I naturally thought so because of the bad feeling it gives me. Justice will surely be on his side in this fight, and there will be no reason to hesitate to draw the sword.

But what's the reality?

'…… even in front of those who promised the night, I still don't know who the sun is shining towards.'

How good would it have been if the world could have been divided into two sides like a more sharp blade? I felt like a villain. In the end, in this short story, Van's role was a thief who broke the peace of those who lived without leaving.

I wanted to see the end of this unpleasant story quickly. But I couldn't.

As I said, his role was to turn off time.

§

"Dad, when are you coming? '

When I was a kid, what did Arotep say when he cried?

It's been a long time since I've been alone with Arotep. So I thought a lot of useless thoughts. Muñet felt that the memories were not pleasant, but complained. This is why time is scary. Even the ugly and disgusting memories must have made me wonder if they were actually beautiful.

Because Van caught his eye, Arotep and Munet were able to infiltrate the castle quietly without drawing the attention of the vampire.

It was a bad castle. Such a castle that seems to be at least dusty but barely robbed. If it had not been for them to hide all their voices and their mouths, this city would have been screaming with all kinds of unpleasant voices.

Arotep walks through the castle naturally as if he were in my room. Muñet kept an eye on Arotep's back. Somehow, I felt like I could hear different notions from behind.

"Yes, did you give your heart to Balagoth's old man?"

Arotep opened his mouth in a voice that would only be heard by Munet. Muñet looked around and quietly replied.

"You don't have to underestimate him like that."

"Aren't you old?"

"... you're old, too."

"Compared to that, it's not enough. I've only lived a little over half a hundred years."

Munet didn't answer. Instead, I asked another question.

"…… is she strong?"

"Weak."

Arotep replied without worrying. And I pondered for a second, and I answered again.

"And not strong."

"…… do you think it would be difficult to kidnap?"

"No, not at all."

Arotep said in a fuzzy voice somewhere.

"It will be easier than anyone else in the world. Rather."

"Why would you betray her?"

"Why is that important to you?"

"There's no reason to believe you."

"..... a daughter who doesn't trust her father."

Arotep smiles. The smile is really sad and sad, and yet he is soaked in his love for Munet, so he can barely bear to feel sorry for the moment. She shoots with a loud voice.

"No wonder you don't believe the father who took your mother."

"…… the life of a vampire is a cursed life."

It was not the price of eternal life that they shed blood, it was just a curse. You can't eat any food, you can't taste it, you can lose your strength under the sun.

Arotep received the blessing of his roots, knowing that he would lose all kinds of joy. I said I'd share the curse with her. Even so, he had a reason to take his life. There is also a reason to gain power.

"When I received this curse and blessing, I made one promise. One day, I will return what she was stolen from."

"… so he sent me to Eroc. Steal eternal life, but that was something you couldn't steal from the first place. Just like my father said."

Eternal life has never been stolen from the beginning. Then why did Arotep send Munet to Eroc? What did she expect to steal?

Arotep gave Munet a necklace at that time. That necklace could contain Eroc's eternal life. But when I shoved the necklace in front of Eroc, it wasn't Eroc's eternal life that Munet stole. He vomits his tears constantly, as if he was going to cry at once for the rest of his life.

Arotep said quietly.

"I stole his stubbornness."

"…… Yes?"

"He cut off the long silence, and finally made up his mind..... I never imagined I'd be around him for three years."

At some point, Arotep did not kill the footsteps. It wasn't because all the vampires in the castle went out against Van. Arotep opens the door of a room. And I knelt quietly.

"Long time no see. Young lady."

He said in a loud voice.

"Finally, I have stolen the 'end'."

§

She was beautiful.

If you don't know exactly what femininity is, all the beauty and praise of the 'woman' who came down from ancient times is buried in every corner of her body.

So, at the same time, she was forced to be horrible.

I felt it. I knew that life was pouring out of her every moment.

I understood the word 'living corpse'. She was alive, but so it was more like a corpse than any corpse. The ever-burning death was with each and every one of her hands. She must have already shed the life that one person could shed tens of thousands of times, yet she still relentlessly releases life.

And so, she resembled the corpse indefinitely.

"…… Arotep, is it?"

"Yes, my lady. It was a little late..... but I came to keep the old treaty."

"Yes..... did you meet him?"

"Yes. My daughter..... met him and gave him the lady's necklace."

Muñet had to be a little embarrassed right now. Arotep certainly said so. "Kidnapping" would be easy. Lady, Emily looks at Munet quietly. She shed a faint smile like a ghost.

"Yes……. She's a pretty girl. What did he say? Did you laugh? Did you cry? No, it must have been unreasonable. Yeah, I'm sure he did. Emotions must have been lost a long time ago……"

"…… you cried. Very poor."

"Cry...? Yeah, you did. You cried."

Emily slowly took her hand on my bowl. But underneath those two eyes that were plucked away, not a drop of tears was touched. She was already a body that could not cry. I shed too many tears for that, too long.

Emily stares at Arotep with a smile.

"Thank you, Arotep. Thank you for keeping your promise."

"…… because you gave me the opportunity to protect the most precious thing."

Arotep replied silently. Emily nods quietly as she looks at the Arotep.

"Yes, but not everyone I gave you the chance to save me. Look at me right now. All I have is a life as a corpse. Arotep..... I can't even talk anymore. Please. Will you kidnap me? Very far from here."

"…… I've never wanted to steal anything, probably for the first time."

Kidnapping her, taking her to Eroc's front..... means she'll end up telling her story.

It means I'm going to take out the fire seeds that led to the thinning. Nevertheless, so.

Arotep raises his head.

"But I will steal it. I'm a thief."

§

Munet couldn't understand. Arotep used to say that when he was stubborn. How annoying and difficult it is to live as a vampire. How horrible it is that you can't eat anything but blood.

The word 'root' that had to be destroyed as soon as possible was still vivid in my ears. That's why I couldn't feel any more real. His polite attitude, as seen the moment he encountered Emily, and Emily, who was abducted by him, as if she had waited.

In front of Emily's room, Arotep didn't even kill her footsteps, but when he looked outside the castle, he was quite cautious.

Half and half of the vampires look pretty intense to anyone.

But I knew as much as one. A woman who was being abducted by a thief was strangely energetic enough to make sure that she had such an empty face until just now. There was a clear expectation and joy in his eyes.

"Munet. Once again, you must not make a move to speed. Keep in mind."

"I know. I know."

"Well, if you'll excuse me. Young lady."

Arotep stuffed the ground with Emily on his back. Giving vampires the power to transcend humans, she was weak enough not to walk on her own.

Munet will not know. From the moment I was born, I met a woman who had the ability to 'share' what I had. How a woman, once called Saint, loved a man. And at the end of that love, I found out what curse she had fallen upon.

But I didn't really need to know that right now. All she knows is how to kill footsteps, how to run fast. That was enough.

Muñet glances halfway through the hills. The signal decided to send them away if they left the castle for some time or more. Even though I wanted to be able to hold on until then....

'Well done. You can't keep one of your own.'

If it was a judgment that had penetrated his own half well, it was a judgment. But there was a lack of one important thing. Half of the time, unlike the other half, I was quite uncomfortable.

"There's a lot of hesitation in the sword."

The strongest of the vampires said. He was also the youngest person to be seen. An old man with a long white beard holds a knife made of bamboo.

"…… I don't know if I can cut you down."

"Even the sword retreats on the path of uncertainty."

Not just because he was a vampire, he was basically a skilled examiner. He was also an old man with uncomfortable calmness. He smiled quietly and said,

"I don't know why I walked all the way here, but if I stay back, I won't set my fangs. Of course, I don't know if there will be any other friends here..... but it's been a long time since they've seen the taste of human blood, so few humans walk this far..."

"You'd better not give me a reason to fight. Then I'll be a little scared."

"That's a good look for one."

Van dragged his horse instead of hitting the blade. His share was to draw attention anyway. It didn't mean much to take someone down.

'By now..... did he run away?'

Until the flare went up, Van had to hold them off as fast as he could. It was then. The old man opened his mouth.

"Why did you walk all the way here?"

'' I think there's a clue to get the treasure. "

'No way.' It's all vampires who get older and weaker when they're here. Or..... is that it? Do you also want to be cursed by blood? "

The old man smiles. Van shrugs and asks.

"If you want to get it, do you get it?"

"…… maybe you can get it. But you'll regret it for the rest of your life. Just like we did."

"Hmm."

Van rolled his eyes, trying not to look as unnatural as possible. There was a lot of time. It was a little vague when I asked you if you could pull off the clock, but you could win. If you're lucky, just keep talking like this and avoid the body....

"Argh! I'm in trouble! Captain! The lady, the lady...!"

'.... How can it be easily solved.'

The lady flees! A scream echoes in the quiet forest. And it was that moment. The power of the vampires in front of Van has become unparalleled. Van smiled awkwardly and asked.

"I think you said you wouldn't set your fangs up if you just stepped back..."

"You...! What have you done...!"

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to back off..."

Van glances at the back. The beacon that announces the escape hasn't come up yet. Van sighs and fixes the knife.

"I still have to pull the clock."

"Search everyone! This is me..!"

It was before the old man's words were over. Van's sword flashed. It was as if a huge blade had passed through the earth from the air. With a long scar engraved on the ground, Van opens his mouth quietly.

"If you don't cross this line, you won't get hurt."

".... Did you come or not? You don't know how high the sky is! Good. If you want to see me that angry, I'll do it!"

The blood vessels rise. The horrendous momentum strikes him as if it were about to tear him apart. Looking at the opponent, Van sighs.

The flare didn't come up. He still owes time.

I don't know if it's a good idea to kidnap the Queen of Vampires, but the dice are thrown. Whether you like it or not, it's time to move the horse.

Swamp of Concern. On top of that, the prosecutor lifts a knife.