A severed head rises into the air. And soon, it fell to the ground and rolled around. An airy groan escaped from between sharp fangs.
âTurn off, turn offâ¦â¦â
The body of the owner, Durald, slowly knelt down. Karnak, who was watching, smiled.
[Serati also had a good sense, right? She made good use of the situation.]
[Although itâs also because the other person acted foolishly.]
Duraldâs judgment was too sloppy. If he had become a vampire and transcended regenerative powers, he should have moved more reliably. Seratiâs arm should have been completely cut off, regardless of whether his throat was cut or not.
[If that was the case, the whole head would not have been cut off.]
It must have stopped in a half-cut state, and it could be restored with the vampireâs regenerative power.
[Or give up your arms from the beginning, like when you were a human, and protect your neck.]
They would have both retreated without much damage if that were the case.
[You should have made it clear whether you act like a human or a vampire.]
[Itâs been a while since I became a vampire, so thatâs possible.]
After Durald fell, the fate of the other vampires did not last long. Although they struggled like a fanatic, in the end, they sprinkled blood on the ground one by one.
âAaah!â
âAaaagh!â
As soon as the last one was decapitated, Alice rushed to Serati.
âIâll take care of your injuries first, Miss Serati!â
The wound on her arm was deep but not to the point of requiring amputation. As Aliceâs healing technique unfolded, the wound soon healed, and the pain subsided. Of course, it would take more time to be cured, but it was beyond the level that it would interfere with movement.
After moving her arm, Serati thanked her.
âThank you, Priest Alice.â
âWeâre rather grateful. If only we had come, we would have been harmed.â
Really, if only the three of them had come, they would have become ghosts in the wilderness. Because they never imagined that such a powerful vampire would exist.
Tarman moved with a stiff face. Durald, with only his head remaining, was still groaning silently.
âUgh, uh uhâ¦..?â
He had no lungs, so he couldnât even make a sound, and even then, he couldnât even die. The power of darkness was still keeping him alive.
âNot yet. Iâm not dead yet!â
Tarman stretched out his hand, drawing out his normal magic.
âYes, he is not dead.â
A flash of white light hit Duraldâs head directly.
âIâm not dead, though.â
An intense chill threw the severed head away into ashes.
âWith this, we have secured evidence of the Countâs crimes.â
Tarman smiled eerily as he lifted his head into the air with his telekinesis magic.
âPlease contact headquarters, Miss Alice. All preparations to punish the Vreeland family have been completed.â
âYes, chief.â
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Three days after the battle to the death, Count Vreeland just past noon. A group of about 100 armed men surrounded the castle and were conducting a massacre.
âCatch them all!â
âDonât miss a single one!â
Heavily armed soldiers roam the castle. And those who attacked were punished mercilessly. Servants died.
âAagh!â
Even the maids died.
âAagh!â
There was no hesitation in the hands of the soldiers. The servants and maids who attacked were by no means ordinary human beings. They all show more than human movements with their fangs exposed and their red eyes full of menacing voices glistening. Under the darkness of the castle covered by thick curtains, they sneaked around and swung their sharp claws at the soldiers.
âKyaaaaa!â
âKyaaaaaagh!â
Even so, it was the width of the vampires who fell. Although not as strong as the Kingâs Order, the soldiers were also elite soldiers with solid bones in battle. The number was much larger, and it was broad daylight.
âIn the name of the goddess!â
âPunish the evil one!â
Even if the curtains were opened, sunlight would hit the vampires directly. In the first place, at the point where the battle was fought in broad daylight, the power of vampires was severely cut.
âAagh!â
In front of the soldiersâ offense, the Count collapsed terribly. Even the knights that the Brandt family was proud of were useless now. They were just watching the situation from outside the castle.
âUnbelievableâ¦â¦.â
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âThe Countâ¦â¦.â
The current situation was unbelievable to those who knew nothing, knights and soldiers who had nothing to do with the power of darkness or the Dark Church. But they couldnât help but believe it.
The âliving headâ of Duraldâs justice, put forward by the Kingâs Order, was clear evidence that the Earl of Vreeland was allying with the cult. No, most of all, werenât vampires rampaging right in front of your eyes? No proof was more definitive than what they saw with their own two eyes.
âTo think that our castle was a cultistâs denâ¦â¦â
With the loyalty of his subordinates and the protection of the Dark Church gone, there were not many paths for Count Vreeland to choose. Other than sitting in the chair of the castle lord, fixing the blade and gazing into space with empty eyes.
âTesnarak, please look downâ¦â¦â
It was only after the castle was fully occupied that the body of the Count who had committed suicide was found. But Tarman wanted more. Not all of the countâs sins were caught yet.
âFind the son of the count! Not a single seed of sin can be left behind!â
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Two men and a small boy ran outside the castle in a forest.
âHurry up, Young Master!â
âYou never know when theyâll come after you!â
The priest of Tesnarak, a necromancer who served the Church of the Black God, pampered the boy. But the boyâs pace only slowed them down. He was too weak in the first place. Even if he became a vampire, he barely regained the physical strength of his normal peers.
Besides, it was broad daylight now. Although he covered himself with a thick robe and used necromancy to block the sunlight, it also had an effect.
âHah hah hahâ¦â¦â
Even as he moved through the forestâs shadows as much as he could, his breathing became increasingly rapid. His whole body was also damp with sweat. The boy gritted his teeth in the burning pain of the sunlight. It wasnât night. The skin cracked, and blood was seeping out.
âFatherâ¦â¦.â
He couldnât forgive them.
He could never forgive.
He would surely take revenge.
In the name of the great Tesnarak, this grudge must be avenged!
The boyâs resolve was not fulfilled. It was because three shadows appeared from the other side of the forest.
âOh, Iâm coming here too.â
âItâs really amazing. How did you figure this all out, Master Karnak?â
âDidnât I tell you? I can see it if I just look at it. Whatâs the hardest thing about tracking it when the traces remain intact?â
It was Karnakâs party that had separated from Tarmanâs party and pursued them separately. Karnak cracked a spoon and laughed sinisterly.
âHuh, shall we hunt for prey then? Please, Serati.â
It was a truly evil smile. Clicking her tongue inwardly, Serati threw herself.
âYes, yes.â
The necromancers hurriedly tried to counterattack, but it was to no avail. At that moment, Karnak snapped his finger.
âWho let you use necromancy?â
With a click, a black shadow enveloped the two, suppressing all their power. The astonished necromancers shouted.
âWere you also a necromancer?â
âHow can someone who uses the power of darkness try to defy Tesnarak!â
âOh, but do they know anything about Tesnarak? Thatâs good.â
There was absolutely no reason to keep them alive since he intended to extract information through the darkness of the end anyway. Seratiâs fighting sword flashed two flashes. The necks of the necromancers flew off at once.
âItâs bigâ¦â¦â
âReally bigâ¦â¦â
All that was left now was a young boy who was trembling. Looking at the young Count, Serati put on a sorrowful expression.
âEven such a young boyâ¦â¦â
She knew that kid was a vampire. She also knew that she had become an existence that would never be forgiven, having extended his life with the wrong power of darkness. However, she was also reluctant to kill a child.
âYoung Count, you are innocent, butâ¦â¦â
It was time for her to raise her sword, hardening her determination.
âWhat are you doing without killing, Miss Serati?â
With a calm voice, Barros cut the boyâs throat.
âAh?â
It was so easy to kill that he couldnât even feel the reality for a moment.
Serati, staggered, stuttered.
âNo, that, that easilyâ¦â¦â
âWhy? Did he have something to do? If you have any questions, ask the young master. Will you use necromancy to find out?â
âItâs not like that.â
She sighed. She thought they had become quite close, but when they encounter situations like this, they get a keen sense of what kind of people they were.
âItâs just that I feel like a villain.â
The two abnormal guys tilted their heads in front of a common sense reaction.
âEh? Is that so?â
âArenât we doing good, Barros?â
âI thought so too.â
Serati didnât bother asking further.
âNo, good work.â
âIsnât it? Surprised. I thought you didnât act like a human again.â
Relieved Karnak pointed his finger at the decapitated corpse.
âBurn them all.â
Roaring!
Three bodies were engulfed in flames in an instant. The sight of human figures burning was truly terrifying. Terrified, Serati shouted.
âNow, wait! Why are you burning the body?â
Karnak replied calmly.
âIf left alone, the darkness of the end they possess must be returned to the Church, right? We must erase the traces.â
This time, even Barros was puzzled.
âDid you mean to say that you couldnât find them from the beginning and take care of all the darkness of the end?â
âYeah.â
âWhy?â
So far, Karnak had not been very greedy for the darkness of the end. What he wanted was the information contained within it, but the authority itself was passed on to the church without any regrets. It was obvious that he had to raise his commanding power anyway.
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âYoung master? We promised to live like human beings, didnât we?â
âI donât even want to go back to being a skull bowlâ¦â¦.â
Pulling out all the darkness of the end, Karnak hardened his complexion.
âThatâs why I couldnât even save myself while building up my strength. The situation was serious.â
Serati blinked.
âSerious?â
Of course, she admitted that the current situation was serious. The darkness of the end was polluting the continent, an unknown cult was growing in power, and above all, an unknown being called Tesnarak had appeared. However, this was a fact she already knew, and it was after Karnak made the decision to move accordingly. But suddenly his attitude changed.
âHas something seriously wrong happened?â
âYeah. Because of that guy named Durald.â
Nodding his head, Karnak closed all the darkness.
âA guy called Straf is also a problem.â
The expressions of Barros and Serati grew even more suspicious.
âStraf, thoughâ¦â¦â
âDurald?â
âThat bastard, you didnât count that much, did you, young master?â
âI struggled a bit, but it was at a level I could handle.â
Karnak sighed.
âThey donât matter.â
âSure?â
He turned away since the work here was taken care of, they had to join Tarmanâs party. As he moved his steps, Karnak muttered quietly.
âThe real problem is how they came to beâ¦â¦.â