Chapter 128

Episode 128

The American continent where vampires from the land where the sun never rises have established '13 ranches' to raise livestock efficiently.

One of those ranches is the Massachusetts farm.

bang!

A gunshot rang out, and Governor Jones, a rancher and vampire from the Empire's aristocracy, fell. It was an uprising of livestock that had to be raised by vampires, and a revolution and struggle for humans.

“Let’s drive out the vampires from this land!”

“This is our humans’ ranch now!”

“Anything that sucks blood is an enemy!”

And those who claimed to be the standard bearers of the revolution, taking over the ranch against the vampires and uniting humans, shouted.

They were fighters who did not hesitate to spark a war of independence against the British Empire.

“We are not livestock, we all have dignity!”

“All humans are equal!”

“Anything that sucks blood is an enemy!” Slogans

of victory and revolution rang out endlessly, and in the Americas, ‘humans’ would never give in to vampires. They were not domesticated livestock.

And just like the vampires did in the past, they began to fill the ranch that had become theirs with things to breed.

Finally, livestock that humans must raise.

At that time, a back alley in Whitechapel, Great Britain. There was a silhouette walking in the darkness.

At first glance, he looked like a young boy with bushy hair, but he too was a member of the upper class that ruled the British Empire.

Even in this world, the power and abilities of vampires were not comparable to shooting stars or their blood relatives, but they were not even within the reach of ‘ordinary humans'.

And how much did it take?

Even though it was broad daylight, the gloomy, dark curtain of night began to reach out towards the ground, like fine particle smog pollution that filled the sky.

A layer of gray gas that could not be seen even a few inches ahead spread out, soaking in moisture, and from within it, gas lamps occasionally scattered pale light.

“Wouldn’t it be too dangerous too?

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And in that empty distance, ‘Watson’ asked back like a frightened boy.

There was no answer or anything like that.

“That bloody apostle...? “Are you listening?”

Starting with hearing, a vampire's five senses are also incomparable to those of an ordinary person. But even Watson could not help but be confused, like a child lost in the smog of a land where the sun never rises, which covers this city.

A chill ran down my spine, and an unknown fear enveloped the area beneath my feet. Just because they are ghosts doesn't mean they are omniscient or omnipotent like real gods.

It was right then.

Beyond the smog, there was a hazy silhouette.

“Bloody Apostle?!”

When Watson saw that, he finally shouted.

But there was no answer. I just take steps in silence.

“Ashes to Ashes...

An ominous voice rang out.

“Dust to Dust...

I knew it intuitively. The identity of that voice.

“Jack the Slayer...!”

Immediately afterwards, Watson showed his hostility, showing his fangs, and his fingernails became sharp and sharp like a cat's claws.

At the same time, Jack the Slayer closed the distance and swung his blade. Immediately after

Kaang

, blade and blade clashed. It wasn't Watson's fingernails. It was a movement that even he, who had been reborn as a vampire, couldn't catch because he was so covered in blood. Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

“I don’t know how to do things like infer the characteristics of a detective these days.”

A swordsman holding a blade of dark frost was blocking Watson's path. It wasn't a shooting star. Because he was an ‘intangible swordsman’ who controlled the sword with his sword skills.

“Apostle of blood and blood?!!”

Belatedly, Watson turned his head and the hidden meteor appeared there.

“And you don’t have to.”

An unidentified silhouette clashed with an intangible swordsman, and it was immediately after that.

Taat

Another silhouette emerged from the darkness of the smog.

“Wasn’t there just one...!”

“Watson’s features are explained in two words for each well-known fact.” At

the

same time, a disembodied swordsman holding a dark frost sword struck back Jack the Slayer's sword.

Yoo Seong’s frost sword was already hanging around the back of the girl’s neck. The bitter cold and darkness swirled from the tip of the sword and enveloped her area.

.......

“Now then, is that your brother? Well, that's better. Now, from now on, this cruel vampire villain will hold a knife to my lovely sister’s throat and ask her just three questions.”

“Monster 0]...!”

My brother openly showed his hostility by scattering knives in the sky like stars in the night sky.

“Don’t worry about me! “Remember our holy war!”

“Claire...

“Oh, there’s nothing you can do when you say that.”

Yoosung shrugged his shoulders and then put away his sword. ‘Claire' took advantage of that action and tried to move, but was unable to do so.

Before she knew it, there were chains of cold and darkness wrapped around her legs.

Immediately afterwards, knives poured in like stars falling from the night sky, but even that meant nothing in front of Yoosung's second awakening skill, ‘Dark Frost Landscaper'.

“Actually, dying would be that terrible. It's better to die cleanly. Anyway, what do you think is more terrible than dying? “It would be better to inflict pain on them so that they beg for death.”

Yoosung continued speaking coldly.

“Imagine the pain your sister will suffer if she is taken to the ‘Long Night Palace’ like this and is unable to die at the hands of vampires.”

“Brother...

“...

Claire shouted and her brother bit his lip softly.

“Hmm, I guess I just had to imagine it. Now, let me ask you three things. But why did you kill the vampires? Two, who sent you? Three... Hmm, I’ll ask you about this later.”

Silence fell.

‘Claire’ moved in the silence. In order to plunge the memorized instrument in her hand into the back of her neck without the slightest hesitation.

Kaang

But I couldn't do that.

“...It was for the independence of the American continent!”

That's why my brother, who knew the truth, shouted at me.

“Oh brother!”

“Oh yeah? Then stop. “I’ll have to change what I ask next time.”

“You damn monster...

“Who are you?”

Yoosung asked coldly.

“Human or vampire?”

.......

“Aha, there’s nothing to ask. “I guess both.”

“Dhampir...

Watson finally muttered after hearing Yooseong’s words. The child of a dhampir and a vampire. Half vampire.

“That can’t be possible... Our compatriots would mix themselves with livestock like human women...!”

Watson mumbled, saying he couldn't understand what he was saying.

“Well, let’s just say it’s good. So...

Yooseong continued speaking without paying attention.

“You say = How many Dhampirs have infiltrated this city?”

The uprising of 13 ranches in the Americas before the meteor reached the tower.

After that, humans took over the ranch and began raising their livestock.

Cow, chicken, pig and 一一.

“Your father was a monster.”

Leaving behind an uncountable number of young children, their mother whispered sweetly.

“They trampled our land, brought suffering to this mother and other people, and took our lives.”

The mother and her ‘children’ were there.

“I want to love you. However, I am very afraid of the ‘monster blood’ that resides in your bodies. “Can you forgive this mother?”

“Mom, there’s nothing wrong with you!”

“Yes, it’s all the monster’s doing!”

“We will atone for the monster’s blood flowing through our bodies!”

That’s why the children there shouted in unison. For the children, their mother is their world.

“Soon, a ship will set sail to offer our blood to the land of those monsters.”

That's why my mother whispered.

“Will you be there to fight for this mother?”

“yes!”

For a moment, an indescribable feeling of disgust and revulsion flashed across the ‘mother's' face towards them, but it lasted only for a moment.