A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

321 – Weapons of War (7)

Franz, what was.

He was a sword master.

His skills were clearly outstanding, and he had to be that strong to be at the top as a shadow.

However, the more a person thinks he is strong, the more he tends to downplay his opponent’s strength.

The other person is young.

You wonder if your opponent seems to have less man than you.

Or, the opponent seems to not normally train his sword

‘If you let your guard down, you die.’

Master battles often end surprisingly dullly.

Although it is a battle where the difference is only a single piece of paper, most people who become masters are those who have the skills to cut through a single piece of paper and cut down the enemy with a single blow.

If there is a case where you compete for hundreds of sums, it is a case of acknowledging the opponent’s skill.

In a sword fight with an opponent, you unconsciously think, ‘I hope this fight never ends.’

Rather than hoping to win, you are happy to have met an opponent who can show off your full potential and want to know how far your sword can go.

Except in such cases, most people die.

“Huh.”

Franz is no exception.

If he had been a vampire, his head would have been separated from his body and he would have moved his head and shouted, ‘I, I!’ While rolling around, but Franz was not a vampire.

“Grey.”

“Not yet.”

Astasia tried to approach, but I just rolled over and aimed my sword at Franz’s body his, which was pinned down.

“Do you know him as a Dullahan?”

“Durahan?”

“Yes. A death knight who has lost his head. Or an undead whose head has fallen off and must carry it around.”

There were people like that even among the Golden Heroic Spirits.

They were probably beheaded or something, but there were people walking around with nothing above their necks.

“You never know what might happen. So we have to make sure he’s dead.”

I approached Franz’s body

Just looking at the red carpet of the County of Sirene and bleeding, it wouldn’t be surprising if he died from excessive bleeding.

Before that, it is correct to say that he died because his head and body were separated in the first place, but I have seen many strange things while dealing with the golden heroic spirit.

“…I hope you don’t zero it out.”

Like Zeros Barcel, gold suddenly sprouts from the severed body, and I just hope it doesn’t grow into a new head and attack me again.

‘Isn’t this the emperor’s stress?’

Unusual magic and miracles.

The stress of having to deal with it.

All of these are the fundamental reasons why the Emperor wants to eliminate Nostrum.

However, without knowing the emperor’s disgust, this Franz tried to use that power for his own.

Effective means are utilized no matter their origin.

It was the emperor’s theory, and Franz was the one who followed this theory better than anyone else.

However, the problem is that it is either the miracle of Nostrum or the shadow of a vampire descending on the Thersian Empire.

Although he could be said to be suitable to become the successor to the Tersian Empire, he was in many ways inadequate to become a human being of the ‘Hapsburg Empire’.

A person who uses miracles that go against human common sense.

Just like now.

Wiggle, wiggle.

“As expected.”

The cut blood spreads out like a thread as if it had life, and soon the head and torso become elongated.

“Vampire…?”

“It’s not that I’m a vampire. I’m just a human who has gained the benefits of being a vampire.”

Master level human.

The white silver flowing inside the body.

And until now, all the blood that has been extracted from others through the human body to become stronger.

“This is not a human, it’s just a demonic beast.”

Among wild animals, they drink the blood of vampires and become monsters, or they are just beings that have been distorted by having too many vampire bones in their bodies.

“If you just passed by without checking properly, you might come back to life.”

I took out the magic stone imbued with fire magic and extended the magic stone downward.

Hwareuk.

Franz’s body catches fire.

Because of the mana remaining in the Master’s body, the fire only burns his clothes and it is not easy to burn the entire body, but at least it may be possible to delay regeneration by combining the Master’s survival instinct and vampire elements

“It’s okay. Time is on our side.”

Slowly, time started to get closer to that time.

“Nostrum, people of the County of Sirene.”

I stood where Franz had stood when we first came in, and looked down at the people who were looking left and right, just looking at each other.

“Regardless of what you think, from now on no counterarguments are allowed. Anyone who opens his mouth will die.”

It is the emperor’s way, but there is no control more certain than the threat of death.

Especially if he shows the ability to actually kill and shows his will.

“You might be confused. So let me make it clear. You were turned into vampires by the Empire’s special weapon.”

The complicated story of the fall of the elves and its origins is a story that takes place later, after they have stabilized.

“The higher being that controls your body with blood has disappeared. You only became a vampire, and now you are free again.”

“Ah, ah…”

When I looked at the person who had sighed without realizing it, he immediately covered his mouth with both hands and lowered his head.

“One more thing. The current time is 5:30 AM.”

Time passed and it was getting closer to dawn.

“When a vampire looks at the sun, he dies.”

“…”

“When exposed to sunlight, the body burns and leaves only ashes.”

One by one, her mouth opens blankly and she begins to shake.

“Then everyone knows what to do, right?”

Just before those who became vampires open their mouths.

“Shh.”

I put it on my mouth, even though it was black.

“Quiet.”

Silence descends.

The panicked residents of Sirene’s territory looked at each other, then swallowed their saliva and pursed their lips.

“If you want to survive, you must first go to a place where the sunlight does not shine. But it is late now. So what should you do?”

“That’s-“

“Ah, I didn’t ask for an answer. The answer is fixed, and all you have to do is follow the instructions.”

I pointed below the Yeongju Castle.

“As far as I know, the Count of Sirene built a dungeon under the castle. There must be a place among them that doesn’t get sunlight.”

“…!!”

“What are you doing?”

I pointed to the left and right sides of the hall and the hallway leading down to the basement.

“The sun is rising. If you want to live, run. Come on.”

“Ugh, wow!!”

The residents of the Sirene territory who had become vampires began to move in perfect order.

It was a more violent move than when they tried to kill me according to Franz’s orders.

“If you don’t believe, you have no choice but to die.”

Those who do not believe will only die looking at the sunlight.

“Gray. All the vampires who cut off limbs on the way…”

“It will come soon.”

Goo goo goo.

Heavy footsteps are heard outside.

“Young master!!”

The knights of Gibraltar, including Carlos, covered in sticky blood all over their bodies.

“We have conquered the entire region within the County of Sirene!”

“Who is the survivor?”

“…”

“It could be said that it does not exist in either a good or bad sense.”

The enemy is not alive, and the allies are not alive.

“It’s okay. They left the remnants of Sirene in this castle and provided them with a place to live. What about the enemies?”

“That’s it.”

“There will be living things with only their torsos left.”

I pointed out the window where the blackout curtains were spread out.

“Vampires burn to ash when exposed to sunlight. Oh, don’t ask me why. Experts know better.”

“…We just need to take action using that principle.”

Sir Carlos straightened his posture as if he understood right away.

“Please give orders.”

“Throw all the vampires out into the streets. Pull them out of the darkness, then bring them out into the sunlight. And…”

I pulled back the curtains.

“If it turns to ashes, save it well.”

Suddenly, dawn began to break outside the window.

The veil of darkness protecting the vampires disappeared, and the sun slowly began to rise beyond the horizon.

Grumbling.

Was there a vampire lying around on the streets?

In the streets of the County of Sirene, golden flames began to burn.

The bright color unique to the sunlight that burns vampires.

Like.

The gold dragon is the sun floating in the sky.

It is as if he is punishing his cursed clan and their descendants from living under the sun that he rules.

That’s how the vampires’ time comes to an end.

The empire’s vampire soldiers, the imperial army that annihilated all those in the Nostrum Seirene County, are all reduced to ashes.

“The Empire’s number one weapon, vampire soldiers.”

They are strong at night, but during the day they have no choice but to hide in the dark.

Now that the sun is up, it is the time of nostrum.

It is also the time of Gibraltar.

Under that time.

“…Whew.”

Franz doesn’t move.

“You got rid of it.”

I approached Franz’s body and stabbed the sword into his heart.

* * *

Lunch.

Without even thinking about cleaning up the blood that was scattered everywhere, we decided to take a short rest in the parlor of the County of Seirene, which was the cleanest place.

“The number of survivors who became vampires is approximately 3,000.”

“There are more than I thought.”

“…Yes.”

Sir Carlos bows his head.

If you think about the population of the County of Sirene, 3,000 people was a number that made you think, ‘Is that the only thing that survived?’

“There is nothing we can do. When night falls, we will move all survivors to Gibraltar.”

“Yes?”

“The only way to do this is to send them on an automatic magic ship to the Gibraltar Gorge, and then have them stay in a tunnel in the canyon.”

“That’s… “

“It’s dark under the lamp.”

The canyon is known as the gold dragon’s lair, but it is only in the direction of the empire that the laws of nature are violated.

“Paradoxically, wouldn’t being under the castle wall be the safest place? Since it takes a lot of strength to claw, they would just have to dig a hole for themselves to stay in.”

“That’s… “

“Otherwise, how would those who cannot live under the sun survive?”

“…”

“Or we have to kill them all and give them rest, but will they actually do that?”

There will be some who say they will do so.

However, there are only a very small number of people who say they should die because they are not human.

“Most people want to live.”

“They…”

“There is one person who is perfect for controlling.”

Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

“I arrived just in time.”

A white-haired red-haired woman appeared wearing a parasol, throwing away her usual gown, and wearing a black dress.

“How did you get here…” ” !”

“Oh my, is there a place I shouldn’t be?”

Director Bathory appeared with his back to the sunlight, wearing a black parasol.

“Or are you just curious? What kind of situation am I standing in now?”

“The emperor’s right hand man. Shadow of the empire. Silver manufacturer. Vice dean of Orosol Academy. Alchemy professor. Magic engineering authority. Magic airship production manager.”

“Oh my, there are so many roles.”

“…Vampire, Erzsebet.”

Grinning.

“That’s right.”

“W-What… Under the sun, aren’t vampires the ones who turn to ashes…?”

“Vampires are not just vampires. They are a cursed clan, but they have their own physical strength.”

When Bathory stretched out his left hand to the side of the parasol, the left hand exposed to the sunlight dispersed like a bloody mist.

“Gray Gibraltar.”

Director Bathory closes his eyes and opens them.

“Wait a minute.”

Staring at me with vertically slit eyes.

“Can we tell a story?”