Chapter 164: Critical Point (1)

Chapter 164: Critical Point (1)

It was a day, two weeks after the Saintess of Harmony received her revelation.

Naias was traveling through the Centurion region in the south of the empire, carrying a glass bottle filled with her own blood.

She was going to trade with the Apostle of the Evil God, who had kidnapped the Saintess of Order using dragon blood.

Normally, she would not have been allowed to leave alone, but this time, thanks to the efforts of Laiteria, the Saintess herself, she was able to get out without any trouble.

If they had known Naias’s purpose, they would have stopped her from leaving the holy land.

In fact, Naias herself felt frustrated as she embarked on this journey.

“I really don’t want to do this.”

She was a dragon and a hero.

It was natural for her to feel repulsed by the idea of trading with the cult that was disrupting the world.

If it wasn’t for the trust that the Saintess had received, she wouldn’t have had to draw her blood and go out like this.

Why did the Goddess of Harmony choose to trade with the cult?

And why did the Evil God agree to accept this unreasonable deal?

The more she thought about it, the more questions she had.

“...”

Of course, having doubts didn’t change anything about the situation.

It was a matter that had been agreed upon between the Goddess of Harmony and the Evil God.

Even if the Apostle of the Evil God appeared here, he was nothing more than an agent who received orders from the Evil God.

Their opinions didn’t matter at all in this trade.

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Naias sighed to relieve the frustration that was rising in her chest, when she felt a presence in the noisy forest where trees were lined up.

She saw a strange man at the place where she had received the revelation.

“You’re later than I expected.”

The man also noticed Naias and started walking towards her.

Thud. Thud.

The sound of his footsteps echoed in the dense forest.

A cloaked man approached me with a relaxed attitude, showing no signs of nervousness. He was followed by a girl in a nun’s dress, who looked pale and sick.

“Are you the Apostle who agreed to meet me today?”

As the distance between us narrowed, I scanned his figure and weapons with my dragon eyes.

He had two swords on his waist, one much heavier than the other.

They looked difficult to wield with both hands, but he was an Apostle, so he could use any kind of weapon skill.

I prepared myself to subdue him if he drew his swords, and measured the gap between us with my eyes.

“Well, yes. I’m Peter Enklov, the Sixth Apostle.”

He introduced himself casually as he came closer.

Peter Enklov, the Sixth Apostle.

He was supposed to be a hero of honor, but he betrayed the holy land and joined the cult as an Apostle.

And now he was the top priority target for elimination by the holy land.

I barely kept my expression from crumpling as I faced the Apostle and introduced myself.

“I’m Naias, here on behalf of the Temple of Harmony.”

“Naias, huh? Nice name. By the way, this is... what was your name again?”

“...Eileen Asnoff.”

“Did you hear that? She’s the Saintess you’ve been looking for.”

Peter pointed his finger at the Saintess of Order behind him.

My eyes followed his gesture and met hers.

Had she been tortured horribly by the cult?

She looked so blue that she couldn’t even look at me properly.

My heart sank at the sight of Eileen’s pale face.

‘What kind of torture did she endure...’

I was opposed to rescuing her, but seeing her in person made me feel pity for her.

I would have agreed to save her if someone suggested it now.

I looked away from Eileen and turned my gaze back to Peter.

Then I casually mentioned the hidden presence of another Apostle.

“It seems like there’s one more hiding somewhere.”

“You have a good sense for a dragon. He’s an insurance for emergencies.”

“Is that so? I don’t think it matters if one more comes out.”

There was one Apostle who showed himself.

And another one who was watching us from behind the trees.

The knights who entered the reaper’s eye disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The reaper’s eye also closed the crack and vanished after consuming all the offerings.

There was no sign of anything happening around Daniel, as if nothing had happened.

‘Now there’s only one left.’

Daniel’s eyes fixed on the closed door of the office, after dealing with the knights.

He was originally a farmer who raised cows in Everlint region, but he was now in the north for a certain mission.

Eutenia, who was planning to plunge the empire into chaos, had given him a mission personally.

It was a mission that suited Daniel, who specialized in moving secretly.

And his mission was one thing.

To play a ‘cruel prank’ on the prince who was inside the office.

‘It’s hard to understand this order, no matter how I think about it.’

Daniel remembered the ridiculous content of his mission and grabbed the handle of the office door.

Clank. Squeak.

The tightly closed door of the office made a noise, announcing the intruder’s arrival.

He would have found a way to make no sound at all, if there were any threats left.

But he had already taken care of them all.

As he opened the door and entered, Daniel’s eyes met with the prince’s.

“Sir Beodor?”

The prince raised his head, thinking that it was one of the knights who guarded outside.

He called out the name of the knight.

But it was Daniel who faced him, wrapped in darkness.

The prince realized that something was wrong and frowned.

He grabbed a dagger that was on his desk.

They both held daggers, but they felt different distances from each other.

“Who are you? Where is Sir Beodor?”

“——Laitimeria.”

Daniel’s cold voice echoed in the silent office.

Right after that, a storm of coldness swept through the room.

It was a cold storm that slowed down everything in Daniel’s area.

Frost began to settle on the floor of the office where the prince and Daniel faced each other.

“What, what is this...!”

Sizzle.

The prince’s limbs began to freeze as he cried out in panic.

His body was getting colder as the coldness settled in.

He felt something was wrong and tried to move his body to resist the coldness.

But his hand that held the dagger was frozen and couldn’t swing it easily.

“...Pray.”

“Wha, what are you talking about! Is there anyone there!”

“I won’t kill you. But pray.”

Daniel approached the prince who was immobilized and took out something from his pocket.

A small glass bottle filled with red blood.

It was something he had received from Eutenia as an important item.

He knew well what the blood inside was.

The blood of a vampire bound to the ancestor.

It was something that was hard to obtain unless you were in the cult.

“What are you trying to do to me...!”

“It’s a blood contract.”

“What did you say...!”

Thud.

Daniel pulled out the cork that sealed the bottle.

A thick scent of blood rose from the bottle.

The prince’s eyes trembled as he saw the tilting bottle.

“Pray. Pray that you can survive after drinking this.”

Daniel dropped the blood into the prince’s mouth.

Plop.

The red blood fell on his red tongue.

The prince’s eyes were filled with horror as he drank the vampire’s blood.