Chapter 31:

Chapter 31:

Chapter 31. Human Hunter Hunt (5)

“What?”

Isaac wondered what kind of trickery this was now.

However, seeing inside Heinkel’s mind, Isaac realized the Duke was making a huge mistake. Zihilrat’s faint divinity, Isaac’s unbelievable power, and then...

[“I should have realized when I saw his face! His appearance is unmistakably a holy body sent by the Red Chalice! I was ruining His plans with my war games!”]

It was Isaac’s appearance that was the proof, at least in Heinkel’s mind.

It seemed plausible enough, not entirely absurd. Heinkel, of Wallachia royalty, had drunk directly from the Red Chalice – the blood of the god.

So, he knew what a god’s face should look like.

‘The god of the Red Chalice, Muhui, is a Nephilim too, right?’

In the Red Chalice Club, being a Nephilim wasn’t a disadvantage, and this was precisely why.

In Nameless Chaos, gods are divided into two types. Ancient gods born naturally from people’s perceptions and beliefs over a long history, and the mortal-born gods who began to appear around a thousand years ago with the advent of the ‘Age of Light’ initiated by the Codex of Light.

The Nine Faiths predominantly consist of these mortal-born gods.

The god Muhui, worshiped by the Red Chalice Club, was not a secret Nephilim. Muhui became a god after killing her angel father and eating his heart. This melodramatic tale led her to become the god of the Red Chalice, governing eternal beauty and life.

Given her backstory, it wasn’t strange for Heinkel to mistake Isaac, who shared the Nephilim’s appearance, for something more.

Instead of risking a lie that could be detected, Isaac decided to use Heinkel’s misconception.

‘A lie might be caught anyway...’

Isaac calmed himself and spoke.

“Are there no other Wallachia hunters nearby?”

Heinkel, struggling to find a suitable term for Isaac, was provided with a helpful response.

“You’ve already recognized me, haven’t you? Do you need another test?”

Isaac didn’t miss Heinkel’s mention of the ‘prophet of the red flesh’, one of the celestial beings of the Red Chalice Club.

Like other sects with their own gods, clubs have their celestial beings, and the Red Chalice Club is no exception. Their chief celestial, ‘the prophet of red flesh’, is a creature with three arms and legs and flayed skin. It represents the most vital, essential charm... something along those lines, but to Isaac, it just looked like a grotesque monster.

However, at a glance, Zihilrat’s current form might appear similar.

Neither were intentional by Isaac, but having once reached an ending with the Red Chalice Club, he could convincingly mimic it.GEtt the latest novels at novelhall.com

Heinkel frantically shook his head, but Isaac had already read his thoughts.

[‘Even though I have sinned gravely, why is the prophet of the red flesh here? What benefit is there in corrupting this monastery?’]

Heinkel’s mind, completely submissive, was an open book. Isaac realized why Heinkel was so easily swayed.

“Confess your misdeeds. Let’s hear how shamelessly you’ve acted.”

Zihilrat pinned Heinkel’s head to the ground. Heinkel, pressed against the floor, began spilling everything he knew.

***

Even in a state of terror, Heinkel’s words were coherent.

‘Dangerous, isn’t it?’

Isaac realized the pleasure was from vampirism, akin to a drug for him, who had no resistance. But the moment he received the nameless chaos’s notification, he quickly returned to his normal state.

The overwhelming pleasure was not something he wanted to experience again. The sensation of losing oneself was more terrifying than the pleasure.

As Heinkel’s form lost its shape and crumbled to dust after being drained of the Red Chalice’s blood, Isaac felt a strange emotion.

‘Kalsen, and now this guy, both had significant roles two years later with the dawn army... How will things unfold now?’

Someone more dangerous might take their place, but Isaac couldn’t let Heinkel live. Heinkel’s doubts were one thing, but an opportunity to consume someone like Heinkel might not come again.

‘It seems I can’t acquire abilities through consumption.’

Isaac examined the perks gained from consuming Heinkel.

The fact that his charisma could be further enhanced was surprising. It was already effective enough to fully sway the Duke of Wallachia. Becoming stronger could have unpredictable outcomes.

‘Should I become a cult leader or something?’

Acquiring ‘Red Prayer’ was a significant gain.

As Isaac extended his hand, his fingertips dissolved into red mist. This ability, frequently used by Heinkel, was inherent in the royal blood and thus gained through consumption.

Isaac tested ‘Red Prayer.’

His body momentarily lost form and moved swiftly, scaling almost vertical walls. Although not as freely as Heinkel, it could be useful for causing confusion or sneaking in.

‘But it uses satiety...’

More precisely, it seemed to consume blood, or rather, bodily fluids. Isaac had a foreboding feeling.

‘No way, I’m not turning into a vampire, am I?’

Drinking blood and transforming into mist was typical of vampires. However, a reassuring message appeared.

[The curse of the Red Chalice cannot invade due to a stronger curse.]

“...”

This stronger curse was likely due to the nameless chaos. Isaac realized he had avoided becoming a vampire but remained a tentacle monster.

Which was better was hard to determine.

Isaac searched through Heinkel’s remains for anything useful.

Most equipment quickly disintegrated, likely conjured by abilities, but he found a notable item in the dust.

‘A sword?’

Isaac discovered a thin, narrow sword in the dust. Without decoration, it had a heavy, dark hue.

‘I’ve never seen Heinkel use such a weapon.’

Puzzled, Isaac touched the weapon, and information about it appeared before him, causing a dizzying sensation.

“A relic?”

Isaac blurted out involuntarily.

It was a weapon he shouldn’t have been able to obtain here, an item beyond his reach.