Chapter 86 85. Kensa Pawn.

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[Your mission is take care of the 'queen' so our mission will succeed.] A hoarse voice rang through the earpiece.

[I am relinquishing command to you! Make sure you succeed and use the 'no names' if you're in danger, because you are the only one who still has their sanity intact, Kensa Pawn.] The man said through the earpiece.

'No names' were called precisely because they had lost their sanity and were only used as disposables.

"Yes sir. Thank you, Sir. Kensa Bishop." The woman who held a bow addressed the man who was speaking through the earpiece.

Kensa Pawn was a woman with dark grey hair, dark brown hair, smooth facial features, and an hourglass figure. She now wore a armour which made out of dungeon materials and was disguised as a t-shirt, which highly focused on defence and is better suited for someone who is a tank.

[You cretin! Are you planning to sabotage the mission before it even began?!!!] Kensa Bishop yelled angrily through the earpiece.

"Sorry sir! I was too grateful...." Kensa Pawn bit her tongue and apologized, embarrassed.

[Look! Even if you retain your sanity, you, too, are a disposable along with them! So shut it and finish your damn mission!] He yelled and hung up in rage.

"Tsk..." Kensa Pawn clicked her tongue in annoyance.

'Just wait till I get my hands on the royal blood! Let's see who acts cocky after that.' She thought and glared at the 'no names' around her.

Nine people in front of her had the eyes of those who had lost hope in everything and had been turned into meat puppets, their eyes were hollow and were waiting for orders like an emotionless golem.

'They give me creeps! I can't believe I survived before I turned into that.' She shuddered at the thought.

"You 'no names' take cover and be on standby until their is a threat at hand." They turned around and hid behind the trees without even asking or making a sound, as she commanded.

'Kensa Pawn' was a named thrall who had gotten a moniker because she managed to keep her sanity and proved her worth. She was one of the strongest of the 'pawns,' and the only one with 'adaptability' and 'attribute' of becoming a vampire, with the possibility of becoming a 'Ranked' one at that.

She climbed on the tallest tree and took aim at her target who was ranked as a 'Queen.'

"Huu..." She took a deep breath and pulled the bow string.

WOOOMM

Crimson red blood coated the arrow in a thin layer of blood, which she used to strengthen, sharpen, and increase the mass of the arrow.

Once the target was at sight, she aimed her bow higher for a more accurate shot and checked three times before releasing the arrow.

SWOOP

SWISH

The arrow moved forward while spinning at breakneck speed, leaving a nearly invisible trail behind it. Kensa Pawn grinned as she watched her arrow pierce through the wind, certain that it would kill the target.

"QUINNNN!!!" A very low muffled voice was heard from a distance.

WHOOSH

A gentle breeze blew across her face, carrying the scent of mud and grass with it, sending shivers down her spine rather than calming her.

She noticed a white-haired man vanish and reappear in front of her target out of thin air; she had kept an eye on him because he seemed to arouse her; at first, she was amazed and surprised by his prowess, but that only lasted a second because he appeared to be looking at her.

'W-what? H-he mu-must j-j- just be looking around, right, there is no way he can spot me.' She thought while trembling which she had yet to notice.

"Ha, haha, ha." She laughed drily as her throat dried up before she gulped loudly.

'Ri-right! There is just no way, even that cocky basta*d Kensa Bishop can't do that.' She reasoned and assured herself before noticing that the white-haired man had turned to face them.

Because of her enhanced vision and experience as an archer, she could clearly see him, who had once been a handsome white-haired man but now resembled a wounded savage beast. He didn't even notice his slobber, suddenly a white hue covered him, which was just air that had turned cold enough to be visible, and he launched himself towards them, breaking 1/4th of the stage he was standing on in the process.

She was in a daze as she stared at the man lunging towards them, leaving a white trail in his wake. Only after she awoke from her trance did she notice she was drenched in cold sweat and trembling.

WHOOOOSH

SKKKKIIIIIDDDDDD

"Grr..." she heard a low growl which made her face twist in horror.

She looked to the side in search of an escape route and noticed that the 'no names' who had lost their sanity and couldn't care less even in the presence of 'Lady Mairéad' were now staring in horror at the dust cloud.

"Gra!" a angry growl was heard.

She snapped her head to face the white haired 'monster' before the dust cloud was cut apart with four claws.

'That's no human! That's a monster in human clothing! I know what a monster is and I recognize one when I see it.' Kensa Pawn justified herself while trembling in fear.

"..... Who sent you?" the 'monster' spoke.

"A-attack!" she commanded the 'no names.'

"..... Who. Sent. You?" he asked while glaring at her but half of it were reduced to growls.

Only then did she notice that none of the 'no names' had moved an inch from their original location, but were trembling in terror as they stared at him.

'I really didn't want to use it here, but if I don't, I'll die!' she thought.

"Attack!" Kensa Pawn cursed at her bad luck and commanded them by using her skill.

[Trait: Vampire's blood resonance activated.]

The eyes of every 'no name' shone in crimson red while blood tears streamed down their eyes and they lunged themselves at him without a care for anything.

'Buy me time to escape you damn no names!' she thought and jumped off the tree while dashing towards the opposite direction.

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A few minutes later.

"I have to call for reinforcements!" she mumbled out involuntarily and took out a small button from her pocket before pressing it.

"Who. Sent. You?" A hoarse voice rang from behind her.

"Kyaaa!?" she yelped in surprise and turned back to face the white haired monster.

'H-how? How did he catch up? I am not even in the same place anymore?' she thought and took a quick glance at his back before noticing that the no 'no names' in sight.

She noticed that his right claw hand was glowing with a pale pink hue with golden lines running through them. He threw a snowball at her, which sent shivers down her spine, and she instinctively dodged it to her left.

SLOOP

While running to her left, she noticed that the snowball he threw at her simply acted like a snowball, splattering and scattering on impact.

"Huh?"