Chapter 137

Chapter 137

"Then, my lord."

The castle walls were close enough.

Deciding this, Alpha bent his waist to Celendion.

"I will pave a path over their castle walls."

"Do so."

Celendion nodded with a smile.

"Go forth, Alpha. Beta."

"Yes, my lord."

Alpha once again deeply bowed, and Beta also quietly held her hand to her chest in salute.

Then, the two vampire generals turned around,

Whoooosh-!

Like bullets, they began to charge towards the castle walls.

At the forefront was Beta.

With her maid frills and skirt fluttering like a cloak, and her giant axe in the water waving like a feather from side to side, Beta sprinted.

Whooosh! Whooosh!

A few archers on the castle walls used their skills to fire silver arrows, but,

Thump-thump-thump!

Useless.

As she swung her axe like a fan, the swarm of silver arrows shattered in the air like chaff.

Like I would be affected by these pitiful attacks.

A smirk slid across the lips of the vampire with the face of a maid lady.

If youre going to shoot, bring something at least like the holy arrow that sniper shot earlier!

But that sniper from a moment ago was no longer in sight on the front lines.

Then - there would be no more formidable attacks.

All that was left was to take down the castle walls!

Thump-thump-thump!

Beta reached the bottom of the castle walls in an instant and squatted down, feet together on the ground.

Thud, thump...

Betas slender thighs and calves transformed in an instant into muscular forms, swelling as if they would burst,

Whooosh-!

With an enormous leg strength, she kicked the ground and rocketed up like a missile.

-Thud.

With a single leap, Beta had reached the top of the castle walls.

"What?!"

"No way..."

The humans on the castle walls spat out their words as they met her gaze, their faces turning pale.

Now sharing an eye level with the monster, all sorts of emotions that had not been apparent before began to surface from the humans.

Disbelief, surprise, horror, and...

Fear.

A primal fear of death.

Ah.

Beta stroked her neck with her left hand. The pale neck where a long scar was etched horizontally.

If only my neck was intact, I couldve taunted you.

The joy of tormenting humans lay in the blood sucked dry and the bone marrow extracted.

It would also be in mocking the trembling humans in fear and tasting the tears shed when they begged for their lives.

Sadly, Beta had lost her language when she was beheaded in the distant past.

But this is enough for now.

Beta smiled with her red lips.

The war had only just begun.

There would be plenty of time. To taste the blood and bone marrow of humans, and their tears.

So now,

Aaaaaahhhh!

It was time to be faithful to the task at hand!

Beta swung her axe overhead. The deafening noise was sharp enough to tear the eardrums.

In the next moment, the axe was buried in the castle wall-

Rumble!

A huge vibration erupted, followed by a cloud of dust. The entire castle wall shook with a formidable force.

"Argh!"

"Grab something!"

The soldiers screamed and stumbled.

Thud, thump-thump.

As the vibration finally ceased and the dust settled, the demolished castle walls outer surface was revealed.

The brutally torn bricks and iron plates shed fragments, slowly falling to the ground.

The automated defensive turret installed in the central part was also smashed to pieces and fell.

"Well done, Beta."

At the same time, Alpha, a vampire butler who had reached the bottom of the castle walls, grinned.

"Now its my turn."

Alpha waved his hands vigorously, as if conducting an orchestra.

Even if theres an effect of binding the enemy boss for 10 turns, our side also loses an SSR grade knight character from the front line.

That void is immense. So, it was treated as a non-existent gimmick.

But now Im the commander.

Of course, its not that my role in the front line is small, but Im not a pure combatant.

If someone like me can bind the enemy boss, Celendion, for 10 turns, its a huge benefit.

In the game, 1 turn is about 3 minutes in reality.

So, 10 turns are 30 minutes.

It can keep the Vampire King away from the front line for 30 minutes. If it works, the gain is overwhelmingly greater than the loss.

But they came over right away in the game!

Why are they standing there stupidly and looking at me as if Im a madman? Hurry up and come over!

I grabbed the liquor bottle and poured it into the cup with a pretense of leisure.

In fact, I tried to pour it smoothly, but I was so nervous that my hand trembled and it came out in a spurt. Damn it! Keep a poker face, Ash!

And then,

Step. Step.

Celendion, who had lightly descended from the carriage, really started walking toward me alone.

The battlefield was enveloped in a bizarre silence.

All the soldiers were quietly watching this insane spectacle.

Thud.

I dragged the chair backward,

Thunk.

And took a light seat.

Celendion, sitting across from me, silently lifted his glass. I chuckled slightly as I poured alcohol into his glass.

Swirling the glass, Celendion asked,

"Shall we toast?"

"Were not exactly on those terms."

"Quite heartless of you to invite me and then say that. But, I like it."

Celendion glanced towards the path made of ice and corpses next to him.

"To drink while watching lives wilt like flowers..."

Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.

The remaining vampires began to march up the path.

Watching his subordinates advance, Celendion lifted his glass to his lips.

"It has quite a mood."

"I agree."

I too snorted and lifted my glass to my lips.

"Theres nothing as delicious as drinking while watching your monstrous underlings dying."

"Hooh,"

With a smug smile, Celendion turned towards me.

"You seem to trust your army quite a bit."

"Of course. Thats why Im sitting here drinking, right? My subordinates can easily turn your monster underlings into blood puddles even without me."

"Shall we make a bet?"

"What kind of bet?"

"Isnt it obvious? By the time this bottle is empty... who will be the victor atop that castle wall. Thats the bet."

I frowned.

"Whats the stake?"

"If you win, Ill spare you."

Celendion didnt lose his smile.

"And let you watch until the last moment as humanity is annihilated."

"..."

So whats that?

Even if his subordinates are annihilated, hes confident he can destroy the world alone? Is that what he just implied?

Taken aback, I glared at him for a while, then asked slowly,

"And if you win?"

"Cant we take our time deciding that? After all, well have plenty of time."

I pointed my index finger at Celendion, who was savoring the aroma of the wine in his mouth.

"Lets see how long that nonchalant attitude of yours lasts. Celendion."

Filled with sincerity and hope, I shouted.

"My subordinates are strong. Strong enough to kill all of your subordinates and even pluck your feathers!"

***

"So weak."

One of the vampires carelessly muttered.

In his hand was a severed human neck.

It was Dions neck.

Whoosh-

Clank. Roll.

The casually tossed neck rolled on the castle wall, splattering blood.

Licking the blood off his hands, the vampire grumbled discontentedly,

"Tasteless."