101 – 2. ■■’S Summoner (46)
#101
“Is that what you are saying right now!!!”
Kudang Kwang!!! Clink!
With aging enough to make the air shudder, the swinging arm struck the desk, and it could not withstand the force and broke in half. The wine glass sitting on top of it is slit, and dark red things scatter on the floor.
The person who created the scene was a middle-aged man with long blonde hair neatly brushed over.
At first glance, the body looks thin, but it is full of muscles that are strong enough to tell the true nature of the inside even through the wide clothes.
“There are already 5 of us. It means that 5 of my compatriots who managed this city disappeared!!!”
You could tell even from inside the dark room that his red pupils were shaking with intense emotion, and his face was also distorted.
“What I want to know is not the information about the lower class that was attacked by the goddamn priest, but the identity of the mudfish who has been killing our compatriots and running away well behind them!!!”
“Sorry. Mr. Frederick…But no matter how much I search, I can’t find any traces.”
The middle-aged man, who was called Frederick by the young man, did not hide his anger and headed straight for the young man. Then, as he tightened his fist, Frederick’s arm moved quickly without leaving an afterimage.
Boom! Kwajak!
“…Keukheop?!”
The young man, who belatedly apologized, reacted and showed a surprised expression, but Frederick’s kisses crushed the young man’s face much faster than that.
“Kreukreukreuk…!!”
The young man, half sunken and holding onto his face so distorted that he could not even recognize his shape, rolled on the floor and struggled.
“Tsk.”
Looking at the young man coldly as if he had seen an insect, Frederick grabbed a wine bottle that was not on the table but on the armrest of the chair and poured it into the young man’s face.
Forge, forage, forage, forage…
It was too red to be called wine, and too thick to be liquid.
Cheeyiik!!
“Kkeuheoeouk…”
With a sound like meat being grilled, a moan burst out from the young man who was able to breathe again.
No, in fact, the face of the young man, who had been sunken to the point where he could not be considered alive as a human being, was slowly protruding forward like a dented ping-pong ball in warm water and was healing.
“Gulp, Gulp! Big… Big ha…!!”
His face was still half-distorted, but the young man opened his mouth wide as if he didn’t mind, and began to draw in the liquid dripping from the bottle as if it were the water of life.
Knock, knock…
In the mouth of the young man who was panting like a prey that had not yet quenched his thirst even though everything in the bottle had run out, long fangs like those of a beast grew out of it.
“Sniff, sniff, sniff!!”
As if possessed by instinct, the young man snorted, and when the bottle no longer yielded what he had hoped for, he greedily licked the things that fell on the floor with his tongue.
He looked like a drug addict.
“It would be a waste to use it for a low-level thing like you, but…Now it’s a reward given out in a hurry. To wake up quickly buggy.”
“Ugh…! Thank you thank you!!”
The young man bowed his head to the floor at Frederick’s arrogant tone.
“His Excellency Valencia, who was visiting for a break, would be shocked if he found out about this!! No, maybe you already know… Then you have to at least show yourself solving this problem with all your might. Do you know what I want to say?”
“Yes! I will risk my life to find out the enemy!”
“…No, that’s not enough.”
As the red pupils were illuminated in the form of looking down at the young man, red aura began to sway around him.
“Tell the family, to the Count Blagues. Frederic Blagg commands. Send the family knights right now to drive out the damn rebels.”
At those words, the young man’s eyes widened.
Blag is famous for swordsmanship using blood and blood swordsmanship among nobles. All of the knights of that family are the elite of the elite vampires.
Only to deal with humans, they appoint those who use them for war. It is a simple nominal, show-type movement. Even so, I couldn’t stop thinking that it was too much.
It’s like using an executioner’s greatsword to kill a chicken.
But the young man couldn’t put his thoughts into words. It was because the spirit of the person in front of him was so ferocious.
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“Build with confidence. Not a single rodent that hid in the corrals of the livestock was left behind. That is your subordinate’s job.”
“Oh, I see…”
With that last word, Frederick turned around and quickly ran out of the room, holding the young man in his trembling body.
The young man walked out of the mansion with quick steps and walked through the dark alley for a long time before suddenly standing still. He was out of the confines of the manor’s “Dominion,” A f*cking aristocratic bastard.
The young man who noticed this fact at the stage of instinct gritted his teeth. Then, he massaged the bridge of his nose, which was still sunken, to restore it.
“Damn it! An incompetent aristocrat who can do nothing without us…”
I was furious. But more than that, he lamented his powerlessness.
A vampire’s power is determined by blood from beginning to end.
By drinking the blood of those superior to them, they can strengthen their own strength, and by further increasing the concentration of the blood given to them, they can become stronger.
If you can handle the ‘region’ through blood like that, you can be recognized as a high-ranking vampire.
However, the time taken in between was so long that even a vampire living for a long time had to persevere to the point of giving up.
The difference between them and the nobles who were born into aristocratic families and grew strong by drinking good blood is so great.
I wanted to leave the city and covet blood. But it shouldn’t be like that. This is because there are many people outside the border who are ready to subjugate vampires at any time.
Thanks to his power, unlike the city where every night is maintained, the lower class himself was so helpless in the place where the sun was.
Let’s gather our strength just a little bit more. He had been patient and patient with the aristocrats.
The power I’ve been gathering all my life, the essence of blood, is half gone because of the attack a moment ago.
Thanks to the belated blood, the body was restored, but it was far from enough to restore the essence that had already been cut off.
“Damn it…!!”
Boom! Tanglerung!
The young man couldn’t overcome the fact that he recalled it, so he kicked the trash can next to him, and the contents inside spilled out and scattered.
The young man, whose appearance overlapped with his own appearance from a moment ago, chewed his teeth even harder.
Blood, blood was needed.
More innocent blood. More powerful blood is needed. If only that was in hand, it would be possible to become a high-ranking vampire who could easily capture even the nobles who laughed at us with such a smirk.
“…They said there must be nuns.”
A woman suddenly appeared in the city at some point. At first she thought she was a cleric infiltrated by the forces of radiance, but as she recognized it, it wasn’t that either.
Emotions other than anger finally began to take root in the young man’s eyes as he recalled the images of the livestock that revolted while cheering.
Greed.
“If I drink her blood…I can become strong.”
Let’s covet that beautiful looking body too. Because her vampiric instincts told her that the girl was a noble body untouched by any dirt.
“Kheu, uh, hehehe…”
The red eyes of the young man who recited her thoughts over and over again began to glow with a murky greed that did not fit the fountain.
The blood she drank must have been of high quality, so even after a long time she drank, her excitement did not stop. As the pain gradually faded, all that was left was the burning emotion and the continual vampiric urge.
Intoxicated with the feeling of being able to do anything now, the young man breathed heavily, giving no time to hide his fishy expression.
“Cow!”
“… Huh?”
A crow sat in front of such a young man and cried. The appearance of a pitch-black bird that suited the appearance of the night made the young man feel an inexplicable goosebumps for an instant.
‘What is it?’
Although he is a low rank, he is a young man who has been on this floor for several years. The instinct of such a young man spoke. Watch out for that crow
Moreover, he said. Get out of this place right now. The young man was true to his instincts. No, as he didn’t hesitate to do any dirty work to protect himself, he intended to call everyone together by shouting.
To overcome the danger? No, it was to give himself a chance to escape.
“Um, I’m a jerk… kuck?!”
Joowoowook!
But the attempt failed. It was because something had squeezed the young man’s neck hard. I couldn’t confirm it because it was pitch black, but something was definitely holding me back.
Enemy. Enemy
In response to that fact, I struggled to free myself from what was caught in my throat.
‘Eh, how did you cut it…?’
However, the more I struggled, the more the thing on my neck tightened, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get out of it.
On the contrary, something sticky stuck to it hardened as it was and began to wrap around and bind all parts except for his eyes.
I couldn’t escape even with the brute strength of a vampire, who could break even stones lightly with force beyond the limits of a human.
At that fact, the young man’s face slowly began to fill with fear.
“You’re crossing the line because you’re looking at me, you bastard mosquito.”
At the same time, my keen hearing caught the sound of something.
It is a voice that can only be heard infinitely low due to its insignificant high and low, but the anger and chill in it were so much more frightening that it was incomparable to the high-ranking vampires who had been reluctant to pursue.
Die. Sure to die At that fact, the young man wriggled like crazy.
“Oops! Ughhh!!!!”
“Noisy.”
Puck!!
The young man let out a scream at the attack that accurately entered the abdomen. But it was not created as a sound.
A pain so severe that the vocal cords refuse to make sounds. It was such a sharp pain that it took a moment for the brain to decide that it was pain. It felt like my brain was going to burn with pain.
This, this is the feeling of life being cut away. His whole body trembled as if the pain he had so far was not real pain.
Crying!
The blood he just drank gushed out. No, is this my blood? The young man’s mind was hazy.
The reason why such a young man came to his senses was that something burned down his spine and struck him in the head.
“Keep it off…!!! Ugh…?!”
Heart. The vessel that is the source of vampires and can contain power at the same time was caught by something.
As it cut through the flesh and cut through the bones and organs, it mercilessly squeezed out its source, and the young man’s eyes returned to reveal the white. His breath stopped. At that moment, I wake up to the intense pain that I feel again.
After that was repeated three or four times, the young man lost even the strength to twist his body. Nightmare, this is a nightmare. It is also a very terrible nightmare.
No, maybe he died a while ago. At the aristocrat’s angry gesture, his head exploded and died.
Then is this hell?
His head is forcibly lifted as if to cut off the accident. It was a black mask that was placed there. The smooth ones were positioned as if they were imitating the shape of the face, and at a glance it seemed to be in the shape of a skull.
When the body covered in something black moved, the eyes on the inside of the mask shone dark red.
A small blue flame was burning next to the condensation of something darker than their own and absolutely bleak.
Then the vampire’s instinct whispered to him.
The young man’s eyes widened at the intense feeling of life that he couldn’t believe he felt inside that small body.
A person is a human being. An obvious life form, not a monster or a grim reaper.
That’s why the young man has hope. Yet i’m alive Such hope ignited the youth’s desire to survive.
***
The eyes of the vampire who had been dead until just now came to life. I must have noticed that I am a human being. It was worthwhile to make him smell blood on purpose.
It wasn’t my blood, it was his own blood, but he didn’t bleed anyway? As far as I’ve found out while hunting vampires, they are obsessed with blood anyway.
If you gradually lose blood, you lose that much strength, and eventually you lose your reason.
If more blood is extracted in that state, it will gradually become like a mummy, and eventually it will become human remains and crumble like sand.
As if it was the prototype of the beginning.
The method of getting stronger and reproducing was the same as that of mosquitoes, in case it wasn’t a parasite on someone or it was a baby mosquito that couldn’t live properly.
“From now on, you will only answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to the questions I ask. Got it?”
[Charisma] The vampire made a dazed expression at my words, which I chanted with plenty of life. No, is this half passed out with eyes open? The pupils were puffy and open.
“Answer.”
At the same time as he said that, he manipulated the shadow that grabbed his heart and squeezed it, only then he nodded vigorously and began to agree.
Is it because the heart was completely taken over? It was more than cooperative.
I have no intention of letting him live anyway, but I was greedy for nothing because he was so cooperative. I used the shadow to set a trap in his heart.
If I command it, it will activate just by itself, causing an explosion of mana, condensing enough mana to incinerate the body itself rather than turning its heart into fragments of internal organs.
It can be seen as a kind of expedient. I can’t use magic, but I can create magic itself into a form through shadows, so a similar level of imitation is possible.
It’s funny to call it magic when you see that simple mana is turning into a lump, but the principle itself is similar.
In addition to that, he planted the flames of Ceres, albeit a little. You don’t know how long the vampires will persist, so it’s better to burn them for sure.
Okay, this is the end of our prevention.
The following is how much information can be extracted from this guy. I used the shadows to make instruments of torture and put pressure on him.
No matter how obedient you are, torture will be inflicted. Because that could also be smoke. I can’t trust guys who betray quickly and blow everything up more than single-minded, serious guys.
Because bat-like guys who would have betrayed and lived like that are basically good at lying.
If you want to live a little bit more, you’d buy insurance right away for bats, wouldn’t you? I spilled false information and put that guy into a trap~ In this way.
That’s why torture is fixed. I extract information from him with the spirit that I will surely kill him if I do not tell him the truth.
The last one was really tortured with the intention of killing him, so he couldn’t stand it and died. Most of the information they had was insignificant.
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How far can this guy last?
