Chapter 404
My Villains Episode 404
63. The Silver Prince's Knights(11)
“I have served the blood king's heir all my life. Not only your father, but also your grandfather took great care of me..”
Clear eyes flash between the old man's wrinkled eyelids. Mr. Halman looked at me silently..
“Thanks to this, you can tell even at a glance. I wonder if this person has a great lineage, and if so, how strong that blood is. “You can tell just by looking at them.” “You had that when you were young. The eyes of Zahakar. I recognized the color at a glance, so deep that it was impossible to confuse it..”
“Are you saying not now??”
“Absolutely, absolutely not. There is no way that the eyes that embrace warmth while recalling childhood are those of Zahakar.
peel.”
As already mentioned, this old man whose age cannot be estimated is someone who has been by Zahakar's side all his life. Even if I showed off my poor acting skills and imitated a disabled person, I wouldn't be able to fool him..
“so,”
So, I decided to just play it cool..
“What do you want to say??”
“……Hmm. Because that’s what I want to say.”
Mr. Halman shook his head with a smile..
“What should I say to you, Master? It's just amazing.”
“What is it?”
“It's amazing that this person is less like Zahakar than anyone else, but is more like Zahakar than anyone else..”
In my mind, I thought, ‘What kind of bullshit is that?’ I wanted to shoot back, but since the other person was an elderly person, I conveyed the same meaning through my eyes instead of my mouth..
Mr. Halman must have read my eyes and continued talking..
“He looked just like the first blood knight of Eyland, and possessed blood-manipulation skills that could be said to be a direct descendant, and skills that were unrivaled among his peers. And even a bloody reputation… … . Is there a man more like Zahakar??”
“It's upstairs, right? It's the old master..”
“Huh, are you referring to the Count??”
“yes.”
He burst out laughing as if he had heard a funny joke, then suddenly turned serious..
“Your father is the second coming of the Blood King, the head of the Jaharkar family, and the master of the black snakes. It is impossible to call someone who is Zahakar himself as Zahakar-like..”
“••••••Ah, yes.”
I saw his reaction and roughly agreed. 'Cause it's stupid to argue with a fanatic.
Anyway, through my conversation with Mr. Halman, I was able to be sure of two things..
The first was that Count Akelle had great authority in the family, and the second was that no matter what the look in his eyes was, he would not be able to deny that I was Zaharkar's man..
“The gossip has become longer due to the old man's treason... … . How are you feeling, master??”
This is evident from the fact that he is constantly referred to as a master. I may have some suspicions, but I don't think I realize that I am not a phoenix, that is, a pure phoenix..
“……Wow.” As I organized my thoughts, I unconsciously turned my arm, and the shattered shoulder was fine. It's not just my shoulder, there are no wounds left from Count Akele's wounds either..
“Why is this okay??”
To be precise, my body is so light that it feels like I'm about to fly..
The old man was intrigued by my puzzled eyes..
“The black snakes offered their blood to you..”
“ ah.”
In the first place, injecting a blood mage with the blood of another blood mage is extremely dangerous. This is because blood containing magical power may collide or one may eat the other, and even if not, all kinds of side effects are likely to occur..
But if they are of the same blood family, things are different..
This is because blood imbued with magical powers of similar or virtually identical properties acts like a cure for each other. Especially in cases like Heila, which have abundant magical power and are pure, it has a more powerful effect than any magic potion or elixir..
After roughly learning the context, I burst out laughing..
“Ha, Myeong-saek gave all of his blood bags to me just because he was my son. Be thankful too.”
High- ranking figures of Jaharkar and Baluin often had blood knights with whom they were close relatives. So to speak, it's like having a potion that doubles as an escort..
I guess that the reason the descendants of the twin royal families considered the act of giving blood sacred was to prevent those who served as blood recipients from wasting blood on unnecessary things..
“I see you're joking, you're really fine
Looks like you did.”
Mr. Halman could not hide his interesting expression from start to finish..
No, you are not hiding it on purpose. Every time I say or do something, my eyes light up as if I'm seeing a strange animal, and it's very burdensome..
“If you do, please go now..”
“song? Where are you??”
“I have to meet the Count. You didn't solve the problem properly, did you?.”
“……Are you telling me to meet that guy again now? You're kidding.?”
“Haha, that can't be possible. There was an order from the Count to send you up as soon as you wake up..”
“ruler. The Count doesn't like to wait..”
I jumped up and looked around the room. Then the old man added teasingly:.
“The magic sword that emits cold energy was left to the blood knights downstairs. I'll send the armor to you as soon as the repairs are complete..”
“My sincere advice is to be polite this time and try to keep the conversation going. I want to save my life.”
X arm.
What was it? There was something like that in Sun Tzu’s Art of War. The one who knows how to tell when to fight and when not to fight wins... … Was it?
I don't remember the exact sentence, but anyway, you have to know where to lie down and stretch your legs, and as you live your life, you have to know when to bow your head..
So, the reason I am sitting quietly with my eyes closed right now is not out of servility, but out of wisdom..
“tell me once.”
Count Akele, sitting across from the small table, rested his chin and asked a question..
“What on earth happened to you to have such blurry eyes?.”
……Old bastard, with the way he speaks.
Although I was not as emotionless as other blood relatives, I also did not have a disability like Fritz, so I tried to answer in a calm and polite tone..
“I don't like it.”
The white blood looked at me with an expressionless face. It may seem like a calm look on the outside, but if you are the culprit, just seeing it in front of you will make your spine tingle..
“……Actually, it's not that I don't like it, it's that I have nothing to say..”
““You have nothing to say?” "yes.”
Faced with that silent gaze demanding an explanation, I began to pick up the words I had prepared in advance..
“It's not because something happened, it's because I was like this before..”
“……What kind of nonsense is that??”
“Literally, it was like this.”
“Speak correctly. Before I cut off your tongue three inches.”
The Count growled and threatened, but I snorted softly..
“How much of a father's interest in his son must he be saying such things??”
“Huh, it looks like I'm less upset..”
“What kind of person is the size of an earl, and instead of trying to solve the problem with words, he wants to start with his fists? You definitely don't do this to your subordinates or citizens.?”
It seems so absurd that I'm not even angry..
The count's face was almost the same, but perhaps thanks to the experience he gained through Hayla, his expression was roughly readable..
“Father - No, you may not know because you are not interested, but I was always like this..”
I'm saying this in a shameless way, but what can I do? This is true.
“but. Even if you were interested, you probably didn’t know..”
It seems that he succeeded in attracting interest. Count Akelle was quietly listening to me..
“Your father won't know why you keep the withering flowers, you won't know why he snoops along the walkway early in the morning, and you won't know why he hides under the castle wall and drags his feet..”
The count's eyebrows twitched slightly..
“You mean Ayla..”
“……What, you knew.?”
“It was for such a stupid reason that I suddenly left Tawj Den.?”
Maybe it's because Ayla was mentioned, but it feels like the area around my solar plexus is being squeezed. This is the tingle I feel as Phoenix, not Seungsoo Kim..
Without realizing it, I smiled brightly..
“It may seem stupid to my father, but at that time, my family, my blood relatives, everything felt like shit, so I just couldn't sit still. Just looking at those expressionless faces makes me feel nauseous..”
Count Akelle's eyes were fixed on me, but he seemed lost in thought..
He opened his mouth after a silence that was neither short nor long..
“……I can't believe it. Are you saying you're a mutant??”
“What is a mutation? Don't you know what mutation means??”
“What?”
“Actually, that's right, unlike my father, my mother is fine.-”
Ureung.
Oh, fuck, this is a surprise..
The air was shaken by the sudden fluctuation of magical power. The force accompanying the magical power weighed heavily on the entire room..
In the center, the blood white spoke in a cold voice..
“Shut up. You have no right to talk about her.”
My mouth opens wide.
This is pure crazy..
I was so dumbfounded that I burst out laughing, forgetting about the sudden constriction in my breathing..
“You don't deserve it? To me?”
“That's right. If you don't shut your mouth-”
“Damn, what on earth are you so annoying??”
Was he embarrassed? The Count narrowed his eyes. I took advantage of that opportunity and poured out words..
“If a son can't talk about his mother, who will? You've never seen your mother's face, so just shut up or something like that.?”
“The one that ate its mother,”
“Who catches and eats them? If you're right, it's your fault for keeping your eyes open and watching when your mother passes away. What's wrong with a baby who doesn't know anything? Seriously, why on earth are you training your blood magic? “It’s a topic that can’t save even one person.” Rumbling!
The magical power became stronger and the momentum suddenly became a biting wind. On the contrary, Count Achelé's eyes became even more sunken..
“ O ”
……Xpal, I was so excited that I just screamed. Maybe it's because I met someone related to Phoenix, but it's not easy to control myself..
Time passed while I was tensed. However, the fresh-blooded white, which seemed ready to attack at any moment, clad in iron-blooded armor, just sat still without moving a muscle..
Huh.
How much time has passed? The pressure that made it difficult to breathe disappeared without a trace..
I couldn't understand what was happening, so I stiffened my body and watched, while Count Achelé quietly closed his eyes..
A silence that felt several times heavier than before fell between him and me..
As time passed and I couldn't tell whether it was a minute or an hour, the bloodbaby slowly opened his eyes..
“Let's stop talking nonsense and get to the point..”
It's a strange thing. The expression, eyes, voice and posture are the same, but somehow Count Akele seems smaller..
“Describe your misdeeds after leaving Eyland..”
“......yes.”
Maybe I was overwhelmed by the calm atmosphere, and I nodded without realizing it..
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