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There is a monster shaped child hanging on the wall.

It is filled with chains and floors all around with holy water.

The holy water continues to flow like a fountain over the child's head.

Kirum could feel the two popes breathing faintly.

‘Alive.’

Virtually a rebellion.

Without Timmons, I heard that the body melts and cannot go for a year.

It would have been destroyed, but Rupel was tortured and still alive.

No, now he's twisting and dying.

That is the purification ritual of the priests.

I would have done this terrible thing in the name of purifying their filthy souls.

For a vampire, death itself meant extinction.

Immediately after death, the soul is trapped in purgatory, and the God of Death there destroys the soul.

Such actions are meaningless, and they only cause pain.

‘You can't really torture your grandchildren. ’

Celt, you devil.

Kirum thought about it and looked at the letter written directly above Rupel.

< You're already dead. >

The unpleasant phrase solidified Kirum's face.

"What-."

Kirrum's eyes widen.

He looks down at the broken iron gate.

A rune is engraved on the severed seam.

An execution-style trap when disconnected.

“Oh, my God.”

Kirum raises his head.

At that moment, the ceiling sank.

It's fast.

I'm going to smash everything in this room in no time.

That would include Rupel.

Celt, this old man was afraid he'd torture his grandson and kill him if he didn't take it.

“Huff-!"

Kirum stretches his fingernails long as a whip.

I cut off his hands and arms and pierced his body.

Lupel's body is pulled by Kirum's finger.

Kirrum rushes out of the room, holding Rupel in his arms, and you hear a wall coming down from behind him.

A silver spear is inserted into the floor.

If it were just a little later, he'd be locked up on the floor with the holy water.

“What's going on? ”

It was time for the Vampires to turn their heads and look at Kirum.

Qajik-!

A silver arrow emerges from the hole in the wall and pierces the vampire's skull.

Kirum stares straight ahead.

Silver arrows gush from hundreds or thousands of holes in the wall.

‘You've got to be kidding...! ’

Kirum rushes out.

You flick the arrow with your fingernails.

When your gaze is directed to the only exit, the wall descends from the only entrance in front of you.

“Damn-!"

Kirum runs fast, but it's too late.

The wall is completely flooded and the entrance is blocked.

As Kirum touches the wall, holy water pours down from the hole in the ceiling like a waterfall.

“Ugh... ahhhh! ”

Vampires touching the holy water burn.

Kirum looks down.

Holy water kicks under your feet.

It's fast. It'll take about 20 minutes to kick your head in.

“You devils-! ”

They intend to melt and kill themselves.

Kirum strikes the wall with his fingernails.

The wall is cracked.

That's it, there's a chance!

Kirum had hope.

You use your fingernails to puncture the wall.

Destroy it. The chunk of stone falls. It keeps breaking.

The Keyroom is getting urgent.

You hear a terrible clan scream behind your back, and the sound is fading away.

And at some point, silence came from behind my back.

They're all dead.

Kirum continues to wiggle his fingernails without looking back.

I struggle to survive somehow.

The fingernails have cracked the wall.

When the wall collapsed, Kirum's fingernails broke.

Kirum glances at the wall with vague eyes.

Runes engraved with Eltera metal.

A faint temporal seal that prevented even the archangel Metatron.

“Ah…."

Holy water touches his feet.

After a short while, the keyroom lowers its eye level as it wiggles.

My body is melting down to my knees while I'm stunned.

Blood spatters in the holy water.

Kirum looks at the Rupel in his arms.

The baby monster is barely breathing.

“Rupel, Rupel! ”

Kirum grabs Rupel by the neck and smashes him against the wall.

Rupel's eyes turn to the ceiling.

My mouth opened and drooled.

This is insane.

"Stupid kid. ’

Not all the way to the end.

“Listen carefully from now on. I can't survive here. ”

“But you can live. ”

Kirum draws his finger on the wall.

Engrave a rune.

Warp magic.

‘Warp is not perfect. ’

Now that Earl Timont is gone, there aren't many who can apply warp.

Even if you use it, you also need powerful magical powers and related skills.

Kirum is also only able to drop small amounts of Rupel into nearby forests.

Kirum whistles in his ear.

You use your ducal power to implicate him.

"Survive, and go to the Vampire King. ”

Kirum's body twists as he speaks.

The holy water is kicked onto the boat.

Kirum unleashes all his magical power.

You blow it into the warp jeans and press down on it.

"For everyone, for revenge…. The Vampire King.”

Warpjeans are on the move.

The Rupel's body breaks apart into pieces on a molecular basis.

"To -.”

Kirum's eyes widen as he spoke.

The energy of a Rupel.

A vague sense of reluctance.

Is this…?

"... No way. ”

Kirum looks at Rufel with furious eyes.

‘What the heck have they done...! ’

Before Kirum could say anything, Rupel was lost to the warp.

Kirum trembles with shock.

It gave me goose bumps.

What I could never feel in a vampire, I could feel in Rupel.

And he thought it was a simple mistake and put it on his forehead.

‘Absolutely not. ’

Yeah, that's how you felt, being eroded by holy water.

“Damn it.”

Kirum wields his fingernails and destroys the warp jeans.

To avoid the chase of the Patriarchs.

‘What are the chances of Rupel living? ’

At that time, the holy water was up to the neck.

Kirum trembles at the broken wall.

“Vampire King!”

Kirum screams countless times.

His neck is full of holy water.

Eventually, I covered my entire face.

I can't breathe.

I struggle with the agony, and every time I scream, holy water enters my mouth.

‘Ah... ’

My whole body burns in a blue flame.

A sign of the Vampire's extinction, but Kirum is not dead.

If you want to die, you will come back to life and erode in holy water.

He is trapped in a prison that repeats his eternal death.

* *

“Long live the Holy King-! ”

The people cheered.

They've been in hell for a week.

The Holy Father, who filmed the end of the battlefield in hell, must truly be a hero and a worshipper.

Well, I'm used to this kind of situation.

Even though the paladins are drying up in front of me, the people are reaching out to me somehow.

I waved to the people and smiled bitterly.

‘The damage is not great. ’

The people called out for cheer, but there were also those who wept in between.

They must have lost their families.

They will be rewarded for this, but the deep wounds will take a long time to heal.

“But this may have started a peaceful day. ”

None of the vampires of all time have ever been prepared to make a country like this.

With this failure, they no longer have the capacity to rebuild the Blood Kingdom.

I don't think you're gonna want to install that anymore.

“Oh! Your Holiness, I've been waiting! ”

When you arrive at the Imperial Palace, Hans approaches from the entrance of the Imperial Palace.

I barely pushed away the rush, raising my hands.

“Your Holiness? ”

Haman bows.

“We're in pursuit. Oskar, Raphael and the Crown Prince were also accompanied. ”

“I guess I have the strength to defeat the Vampire King and keep up. ”

Celt Olfalls, how much energy are you in? Is he really dying?

I shook my head.

Then Hans whispers in his ear.

“An imperial palace has been infiltrated by more than a vicious vampire. ”

I looked at Hans.

“What about him?”

“I went to the labyrinth. And there's a trail of booby traps. ”

“He's dead.”

It must have been crushed or melted.

Celt's trap is how he tortures and kills his opponent.

He was a really cruel and cruel grandfather.

‘That's why I might be in the Holy Father's place. ’

“Let's go."

Along Hans's guidance, Alan heads for the underground labyrinth.

Bloody Golems stand at the entrance.

Sharp bones and teeth protrude from his body, clumped together by the blood of a vampire and the skin of a Lycan.

“... is this your work? ”

“This is the situation His Holiness ordered. ”

Hans bows.

I gave you the data on the Bloody Golems, but they're making some weird stuff.

I passed the Bloody Golem.

Can you put that in the item window? ’

It's not a creature at first, so I wonder if it won't work.

Or a heart would be enough.

I've reached the Maze Prison.

Behind him was Haman, the paladin, and Cardinal Uriel.

Everyone is nervous, and Hans unravels the runes carved into the walls as if they were disassembled.

A blocked wall rises.

A wave of holy water flows out from the floor.

Visible between the open entrances.

The vampire of a standing jewel with his whole body melting.

I used my mind to call out the name of its existence.

“Keyroom?”

“Queahhh-!"

Kirum raises his fingernails.

I dodged his fingernails, frowning and running.

I reached out and grabbed Kirum's head and slammed it to the ground.

“Overwhelm-!"

The paladins raise their spears and stab their arms and legs as Haman shouts.

“Holy King, you son of a-! ”

“You're alive?”

Alan stares down, startled, holding Kirum's head.

Living in the Holy Water? That's amazing life force.

How many lives does it also have?

"What would you do? ”

Haman's question.

"Your Holiness, take this. ”

Hans points to the broken warp jeans on the wall.

"It will take a week to recover and pursue the coordinates. ”

I sighed.

"Of course not. ”

Alan narrows his eyes, looking down at Kirum.

“... we need to figure out what this guy was up to. ”

* *

It was a dark night.

Reports of a vampire invasion of the capital have spread to nearby villages.

So the Lawrences, who travel across the continent and work as merchants, were leaving on their way home.

“What a long way to go. Gaius, please protect us. ”

A wagon walks through the woods on a crude road.

Lawrence stares into the woods.

You hear wolves crying in the woods.

“Honey, is it going to be okay? I heard the Vampires have invaded the capital. ”

Lawrence looks at his wife and says,

“You'll be fine. You're a hothead. The higher-ups will take care of it. People like us in the countryside just have to run. ”

“Let's go back home and do something. We have to do more... ”

“You have the money to buy the land. Let's farm and live in peace. ”

Lawrence looks away, saying that.

The shadows move in the forest.

Is that... a wolf?

The wolves find something and gather.

Lawrence narrows his eyes, relying on the moonlight.

I saw something twitching in a vacant lot.

He was a little boy.

“Oops!”

Lawrence hurries to stop the wagon.

You hold a torch across the wagon.

“Honey?”

“Ma'am, the child... My child...! ”

Lawrence's words cast her gaze into the forest.

The dark-red child flinches.

There are wolves all around.

The wolf bares its teeth, expressing hunger.

“These guys-!"

Lawrence throws out the wolves with a torch.

My wife hurried to me and wrapped her child in a cloth.

“Hey, honey! ”

“Shit, what the hell! ”

Lawrence slaps the wolf with a torch.

“Oh my God… this child is hurt a lot! ”

Lawrence shouted in haste.

“What kind of bastard left a child here! ”

“Look at you. You look... ”

Lawrence looks at the child.

Weird child figure.

It must have been abandoned by the parents who hated the look of the child.

"You scum! ’

“Honey.”

“Ma'am, step back slowly. ”

Lawrence swings his torch.

The wolves are getting closer.

The horse is grumbling with the wagon nearby.

He was frightened to see the wolf.

“Get on! ”

Lawrence throws a torch on his wife's back.

Then I got in the wagon.

"Yikes!"

The wagon is running.

A wolf chases you from behind.

“This child is hurt a lot! ”

The man said to his wife,

“There will be holy water behind you, and you can use it. ”

The wife hurriedly searched inside the wagon and put the holy water in her mouth.

The child shakes his head.

I refuse the holy water.

“To keep you alive. You have to live."

The child opened his eyes as he lived.

My wife smiled softly.

“Now, good boy, eat up, come on. ”

My wife stroked his head gently.

The child reaches out with his shaking eyes.

I grabbed the holy water and drank it like I was sucking it.

“Cough, cough."

I vomited holy water.

“Oh dear, you must have eaten too fast, slowly. Slowly.”

My wife gave the child holy water gradually.

“Yes, you're a good boy. ”

His wife stroked his head, and Lawrence was relieved that the wolves were no longer coming after him.

“Let's get out of here. I'm sick of traveling. ”

Lawrence looked at his wife and said,

“Franz Kingdom, let's go back home and farm and live in peace. Madam.”

She nodded.

However, I gently hugged the child.

Talking, singing lullabies.

At the sound of a soft sound, the eyes of the child and Rupel closed gently.

It's like I'm holding her in my arms.