225 – Catastrophe (8)
In ancient times, the Lord commanded us to be fruitful and multiply, but in fact, this world did not belong only to humans.
Of course, they may be no different from humans in that they usually have the same appearance as humans and can often interact with humans. However, people clearly knew that beings quite different from themselves existed in this world.
There was. Yes, there was a fact that could only be expressed in the past tense. It was said in legends and myths that long ago, long ago that no one can remember, perhaps even before Christ was born, fairies lived among humans.
Of course, people knew very well that it was not a made-up story because descendants of fairy ancestors, like a detective today, were living among people.
Some say that wizards and witches were first born among people through interactions with fairies. To that extent, fairies were objects of envy because they were closer to beings who were semi-transcendent of humans, with beautiful appearances that people usually fantasized about.
Right away, people went crazy in front of the paintings depicting a fairy that had disappeared from an exhibition by an artist whom Watson had recently been interested in.
There were also types like werewolves. There were occasionally people who were quite different in appearance, such as the lady who worked as a loyal maid for a professor, but since werewolves lived most of their lives in human form, they were not greatly ostracized.
Some people believed in the superstition that werewolves could be transmitted like diseases just by being bitten, and many werewolves lived as poor people without properly integrating into society due to their innate nature, but their very existence was Because it wasn’t a problem.
But vampires were definitely different. There were people who interacted and coexisted with humans, but they were usually only a small number.
More than anything, they were closer to predators that ‘eat’ humans. They could survive on just a little blood, and there was no need to drink human blood, but this fact alone made coexistence with vampires very difficult and inevitably developed into another type of problem.
Sometimes, like the late Sir Barney, who became a scandal in British society, his mere presence caused an incident.
Naturally, the vampires had no choice but to compromise by somehow hiding their identities or changing their eating habits slightly. They were a small number, and although each individual was stronger than humans, there were limits.
Count Dracula was one of the very few vampires who rejected such methods. Of course, this was because of his birth.
Professor Van Helsing’s warning was certainly not wrong. Count Dracula was one of the oldest living vampires. Although he was not the first vampire, he was someone who remembered the times when the Turks captured Constantinople and invaded his hometown.
Of course, there were limits to asking such an old being to live under modern laws and morals.
But at the same time, as Professor Van Helsing feared, Count Dracula was a being with evil in his nature.
People born with strong powers often think of themselves as more special than anyone else. Moreover, if that person was a nobleman from his birth, a nobleman who retained memories of the Middle Ages, it was even more inevitable.
Although his blood vessels were cold because he was a vampire, Count Dracula considered his blue blood to be noble, and he had no doubt that vampires were superior to any other human beings.
Naturally, what he wanted was to reject the compromises of the current lowly vampires and rule over humans as a ruler.
When he said he wanted to take over the world for himself, James Moriarty couldn’t help but laugh at this old vampire.
One of his students, John Clay, was a collaborator brought in to work on the Redhead Club, so he listened to the nonsense for now, but as soon as he heard the stupid sound, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
When M, whose identity was unknown because even his face was covered, laughed at his ambition, Count Dracula felt humiliated but could do nothing but stare at the other person in silence.
If he had been a mediocre bastard, he would have stuck his teeth into the back of his neck like he always did and sucked his blood until he died, but he couldn’t do that this time.
From the vampire’s point of view, the opponent was nothing more than a weakling who could literally break his neck with just a simple touch.
But at the time, vampires had to endure brief humiliation for two reasons.
First of all, the other person was a being that had to cooperate for one’s goal. A vampire who traveled around Europe dreaming of world domination and occasionally joined criminal organizations could not ignore the recently appeared presence of M.
Of course, recent was only the perspective of a vampire who had lived for a long time. It’s been 10 years since M’s name became a household name among European criminals.
However, this alone was not enough to elicit the silence and patience of the vampire supremacist. Rather, it could have brought about a little more advantage in the relationship by threatening the other party who had no choice but to cooperate.
The vampire still did not admit it to the end, but when her maid, who was guarding M, who could be killed with just a movement of her finger, looked at her, she could not help but freeze.
Of course, the maid was also wearing her mask, so he couldn’t tell whether she was glaring at him. However, the alertness that allowed him to survive for so many years warned him, and he had to endure the hardships.
After that, fortunately, everything went smoothly without any major conflicts. At least that’s what the vampire thought.
It was a hassle sometimes to demonstrate his abilities in front of the stupid British people, but he knew that sooner or later the day would come when he would reap the rewards.
Of course, in the end, only Count Dracula was going to take all the victory and fruits. He had no intention of properly joining hands with stupid people.
However, in order to do so, minor obstructionists had to be dealt with.
When Count Dracula realized that even the servants he cared about had disappeared, he was slightly impressed by the intruders’ skills, which were superior to his expectations.
However, he was still sitting arrogantly in his study, to be exact, in his study prepared by his collaborator and decorated to his taste.
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It was not aristocratic to move around like frivolous things in the face of an unexpected invasion. It was the noble vampire’s duty to calmly greet intruders and give them a fitting end.
It’s coming soon. He could see that they had just stopped in front of his door. Still, he doesn’t wake up. Just prepare to welcome the foolish people who quietly enter here, into their tombs where they will soon meet death.
Of course, it wasn’t really doing anything. He begins to identify the intruders and prepare traps to kill them if they enter the room. He was both a vampire and a wizard who had lived for a long time.
The fact that the things I cherished disappeared was quite painful. However, through the vampire’s keen sense of smell, it gave him pleasure to know that two of his foolish maidens were here. He was a vampire who looked like something straight out of a folktale. Because the blood of pure virgins and virgins was his favorite food.
Suddenly the door opens. As they were vulgar things, they had no dignity whatsoever. However, Count Dracula smiled to greet them like a nobleman.
It was a consideration for the victims who were nearing their end.
But what Count Dracula wanted did not happen. Instead of the intruders, a ball of hellfire flew in that seemed as if it would engulf the study entirely.
“What?”
The vampires, who had assumed that they would naturally take the time to introduce themselves to each other like a duel between nobles, were completely taken aback.
Of course, the vampire was also preparing a trap to attack the opponent, but it was of no use because the opponent did not come in.
With the explosion, the flames engulfed the old vampire.
“This is the phenomenon that gave birth to the London arsonist, Watson.”
Holmes clicked his tongue and opened his mouth, looking at the pyre that had been a vampire just moments ago. Of course, Watson was just blankly watching the devastation he had created, and in the meantime, Professor Van Helsing was helping revive the still living vampire as an expert.
“I never thought I would save an evil vampire in my lifetime.”
“That’s what experts are, Professor Van Helsing. Fortunately, we can slowly regenerate it until we drag it away.”
“Kill me…” Give it… …. Off…… Porridge… female… ….”
Holmes pretended not to see Professor Van Helsing, who seemed to still be unconscious and subtly punched Count Dracula, who was spouting nonsense, on the head, and turned his gaze back to Watson.
Fortunately, the study was reduced to ashes as if a fire had just occurred, but fortunately the necessary evidence was found intact in one of the safes. Of course, it was very easy to open the safe itself, which was half-melted thanks to Watson’s magic.
The problem was Watson.
Thanks to Watson’s mistake, he was able to easily subdue the vampires, but at the same time, they were almost swallowed up by the flames.
Holmes once again thought that Jane Watson was certainly an extraordinary witch in many ways. Although she was not an ordinary woman by nature, she thought she could definitely become one of the most powerful witches in England.
That’s why she quietly approached Watson, who seemed mesmerized.
It wasn’t for comfort. Holmes could see that Watson had a smile on her face as she looked at the burned-out scene.
This pathetic friend seemed to get some pleasure from arson this time. She needed physical treatment because she couldn’t turn her friend into a criminal.
Just like that, Holmes fed honey balm to Watson’s head and brought her friend back to reality.
“Ouch! Why… “Why are you hitting me?”
“Calm down, Watson. “Take care of your facial expressions first.”
“Table… expression? Ah… ! This… This! Ah… It’s nothing, that… Just…… !”
“Come to your senses and don’t make mistakes next time, Watson. Fortunately, I took the necessary things.”
“Ah… that… I see “So is it over now?”
“Now is the start.”
Holmes nodded her head.
In her mind, she asked Watson to never become a criminal. If this simple, self-destructive, yet maddened friend were to become a criminal, she would not have the confidence to properly stop it, not even Holmes herself.
Without knowing his friend’s true feelings, Watson struggled to escape the pleasure of burning her and approached the regenerating vampire to help Professor Van Helsing.
