I dodged one claw after another, stunned by what I saw.

So weak.

Ogedei's movements were pitifully slow, his movements were erratic and inefficient. I felt like I was fighting with a drunk kid. Shouldn't hooligans be particularly dangerous? Was he always that weak?

As I reminisced, I stopped another attack and slammed my old jailer against the stone wall. In the vampire fortress where I first woke up, he was terrifying. There was nothing I could do in the face of his strength and the pain he could cause. He was one of the three people who dominated my life at the time, along with Jimena and Master. It was hard for me to reconcile my memories with the tragedy in front of me.

"Wokotai, wake up."

The fallen creature shook its head, howling in anger and charging again. When he stretched out his arms, I grabbed him and broke his wrists. The beast screamed in pain.

"Little ghost, that's enough, wake up."

I'm going to kill him. He's a traitor and I don't want to keep him. I just wanted to give him a chance to be on his own, as a vampire with one last courtesy to another vampire. That's not true.

My words didn't work. He would bite my arm as long as he could reach it. His aura eclipses, and I can't help but wonder how long he's been here. When I paralyze him and stun Father Perry, will Father Priest take the vampire with him as well? Was this traitor imprisoned by them for more than thirty years, tied here in chains and stone walls? Did they feed him? In the name of the watchmen, I would rather rip my own throat and throw myself at the silver nails.

When I remembered why I was here, I looked away from the fallen man. I don't have any more time for him. With a hint of regret, I opened his throat and took a deep bite.

winter

When Subotai took us to the city they called Kyiv, I thought we had reached the end of the world. We brought back strange furs and slaves, whose skin was like milk and their hair was like summer wheat, which were treasures of the tribe and the Great Khan. Now, again, we enter what they call Hungary. When Temujin led us into China, I was already there, and because of my experience and ability, I was appointed to lead a hundred! We separated from the main forces and looked for more land to plunder. This tall blackstone fortress looks like a good place to start.

They call me a vampire. They say I belong to the Ehrenwald family now. I! These bitches raised! I hate them, and I hate what I have done. They made me sit and do nothing, tending to the horses or talking to the trees! Like a woman! I want my life back! Even if I'm going to burn everything around me.

Time flies, and even the Golden Horde has become a distant memory. Since I was sold to that terrible woman, I have managed to take control enough to go out to find a crucified servant of God. If my strength is not enough, my trickery is enough.

thirst, thirst thirst, thirst

I pulled it out.

After I shot him in the face, he was stuck here for thirty years. He woke up to find himself locked.

This must not happen to me. I had to find a way to get out so I didn't lose everything. I'd rather not exist than live in this world of endless suffering. Hell itself couldn't be worse.

The grain platform was changed by mistake or out of cruelty. It's a mockery of what we should be, and his master is partly responsible for this disaster. A waste, from the very beginning.

I turned away, ignoring the wisps of dust stuck to my sleeves.

During the search, I found three other mad wizards, whom I quickly devoured. The next room was more interesting. As soon as I entered, my nose wrinkled unhappily.

Mutt dogs.

Intruders. Kill him. No, this is a captive, not an intruder. He inadvertently invaded.

A man faced me, bound to the wall in silver chains. Considering the situation, he was surprisingly calm. He was also sniffing the air, and his gestures mimicked my movements, which made me uneasy. He was light and stocky, like a forest ranger. Straw-colored hair falls on the gentle face, and bright green eyes are shrouded in pain. His sun-kissed cheeks were covered with freckles. I find it strange that his gesture is neither provocative nor provocative. If anything, it's that if I were to share a story, he looked like someone who would listen to me and comfort me. When he speaks, his voice is as warm and smooth as good coffee. I want to hear him sing.

"Beautiful lady, I don't see you're one of them. I will be forever grateful for any help you provide. ”

I realized it was my first time chatting with a werewolf. I was going to save those fiancés and vampires as long as they agreed to keep it a secret. Now I need to decide what to do with this unexpected discovery. Kill, or accept?

"My Fair Lady, if you don't let me go, at least don't torture me anymore."

"You want to die?"

"I seek freedom, at all costs. Either way, I'm grateful. ”

I don't need the essence of a werewolf. However, I can get some answers about the curses and lifestyles that I don't know anything about.

"Are you asking for my help?" Are you willing to pay for it?"

"Yes, I am willing to trade my freedom for a fair price. I assure you, beautiful lady. ”

"Beggars. Very good. In return for your freedom, you are to swear to keep it a secret for me and my family forever. You're also going to protect me, answer all my questions for a week, and finally, you're going to donate blood to me. Willing. ”

"Beautiful lady, what a generous offer. I accept. Despite ......"

"Really?"

"May I ask why you need my blood?" You see, I don't want to break my word, I just want to warn you that it comes with a powerful curse. ”

"Oh," I grinned, adding, "I know. ”

The man's charming eyes widened in surprise when he saw my fangs, and then he smirked.

"It seems that I am the one who needs the answer the most. What shall I call you?"

"Ariane".

Ah, damn it.

"But, please call me Ms. Lethe in public." I added when I found the key to open the handcuffs.

"It's so mysterious. My name is Alistair Locke and I'm here for you. Rest assured, no matter who poses a threat to your person, I will respond in the most urgent way. ”

"You're so nice, since I see you so obedient, I want to make one more request to you before I draw your blood."

"Please."

"Would you mind going to another room to find some clothes that would hide your manhood?"

Alistair looked down and realized that he was undressed. I'll admit it's beautiful, and when he left, I graciously got out of the way. I will also take care of him to make sure there are no abnormalities. As a precautionary measure, of course.

Nice ass.

There's enough interference, no matter how good, I've got to find the woman, and now there's only four cells left. The next one is another werewolf, this one is completely deformed and very wild. I drank him dry. There's no shortage of waste! I got the last werewolf and, to my surprise, a snow monster. I also gobbled up the penultimate door.

I went around again.

I opened the door and found myself in a bedroom. No exposed stones, no polished furniture clutter up this area, giving it a homely feel. All four walls are plastered with paper, on which strange symbols and letters are written in elegant hand. A woman sits at a neat table, carefully reviewing a document.

She is breathtaking. Even the Mai they gave her could not hide her grace and grace. Her dark russet hair was tied into a messy ponytail, and strands of hair adorned her cheeks like a picture frame. She turned to me, her heart-shaped face majestic, and I found myself gazing into those shining sky-blue eyes.

"Lady Shivaya of the Blue Palace?"

The woman raised her eyebrows arrogantly, then noticed something on my face.

"V-Vampire!"

Then, she cursed loudly with a shrill scream. The princess raised her hand to her forehead and passed out.

"Oh. I'm glad to meet you, too?"

Typical.

I grabbed the woman, pulled her up, and dragged her to the main room, a pleasant smile on Sinid's face.

"Ha, you've found her!" She...... Are you alright?"

"I think so. As soon as she saw me, she lost her courage. Not sure why. ”

"Maybe it's because you're smiling and your fangs are obvious. Did you find any documents?"

"Yes! A veritable ......"

I stopped to find the right word, took a hand, and asked Sinid to wait.

"Many! Yes!"

"It's better to wake her up and see which one she wants to raise, or I'll be nagging endlessly."

"Of course!"

I grabbed the princess by the collar and slapped her hard. Sinid looked at me in amazement.

"Is something wrong?"

"I've always wanted to do this......"

Our communication was interrupted by the woman's gaze. She looked at Sinid with a complicated expression, and then at me. Then she made a decision, took a deep breath, and frowned.

I gagged her with my hand.

“Mfl

g

!”

"You take care of the screaming part, Sinid, I have two more things to do."

I left the affectionate couple and turned to Alistair, who had been watching the whole thing in bewilderment.

"Now, dear supplicant, it's time to make a deal, please strike a pose!"

Locke looked uncomfortable in his stolen uniform. I frowned at him for being completely rude. What good family would forget to teach others how to donate blood? What family, I asked? Out of patience, I curtsy and bared my neck, which makes him smile, which makes me frown, which makes him flinch, which makes me smile, and then he says yes.

"Great. Don't move now, it doesn't hurt at all. ”

In my palace of thoughts, I was amazed. Werewolves have always been wild, and this one is no exception, but Alistair has made noticeable progress. His aura is orderly and controllable. Beneath the beastly impulses there was a deep calmness and acceptance of fate, and an unwavering determination to face it with all his strength. I found in him the echo of my own faith, the desire to do our best with what we had and never give up what I believed in that made me who I am.

I licked the wound clean and pulled it back a little. His face was flushed and his smile was beautiful.

"I must say, it's really ...... It's too intense, miss. ”

Luckily, something pierced my stomach through two layers of cloth.

"I can see it."

"I'm sorry!"

I smiled and told the man to turn around, ah, get things under control. I'm sure he's got the situation under control. For my part, I intend to......

"Ali?"

"Yes, Cinny?"

"Duke Sivaya is going to go to her room and get some papers."

Silent. I'm not quite sure what he means.

"I don't see what it has to do with me."

Si

Ead looked a little embarrassed, and his fiancée was angry.

"Well, I hope you can do me a favor."

I tapped my fingers on my lips, pretending to be considering.

"Let me think about it. Nope?"

I told Lika to deal with his girlfriend. Ha! He deserved it. Torture me with daily pranks for weeks on end? Let me pay for the drinks and knock all the men of the Scottish Infantry Regiment to the ground? Don't expect any help.

“Teeheehee。 He really deserved it. ”

"I can hear you, you know?"

I ignore the guy who can't afford to lose and open the last door.

Inside, I found a naked woman chained to the wall by a ball of real iron. I could barely make out the ebony skin beneath the many links that covered her lithe form. Her face is proud and beautiful, and her cheekbones are pointed. She's still a vampire.

"You look familiar," I whispered.......

Hope flickered in her dim eyes. She struggled to break free from her restraints with inexplicable excitement.

"You...... I know you. Yes, we've seen it in New Orleans, cutie. I thought you were dead!"

I remember her. Baudouin sent me to punish a man, and she came in and saved me. Her name is ......

“Nami

ata !”

"Ariana! It's a pleasure to meet you! I thought it was over. AAAA level. ”

I walked closer and was excited.

"Unbelievable! The world is so small, I didn't expect us to meet again like this!"

"yes, well, about that. Can I ask you to release me?"

"Huh? Oh, of course. ”

"It's a big key. Two to the right. No, it's another right. Good. ”

I was about to open the chain when a thought crossed my mind.

"Hmm."

I wrinkled my face unhappily. There's one thing I need to keep in mind.

It has something to do with why I'm here.

It's so frustrating, I'm supposed to be running naked in the woods. Fresh air is good for me!

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes. Oh, that's it! I have the conditions!"

"Tell. Please. ”

"There are two Lika people under my guardianship. Don't touch it, and don't tell anyone you've seen them. Don't live up to my trust. Yes?"

She smiled softly.

"You already have blood slaves, and two?" I was impressed. I swear I'll keep your secret. ”

"Ah, don't tell anyone where I am. You see......"

I leaned close and proudly whispered in her ear.

"I hid. TEEHEEE。 It's exciting, isn't it?"

I nodded to myself. Yes. If you want me to say it, I'm so naughty.

"Ariana. Are you drunk?"

"What. Me? Pfffff。 Of course not. I only have, whew......"

"That's right. Please release me, I promise absolute confidentiality for you and your family, and serve you for a year. Please?"

“Al

iiiiight !Inc! So, how did you get captured?" I asked as I removed the lock and began to undo the chain.

"I tried to sleep with every member of the same club, one after the other. I was halfway done, and a handsome guy managed to lure me with the dawn coming. Cunning bastards. I woke up with more steel than the door of a bank. I don't know how long I can make it without your help. I will always be grateful for your prompt help. ”

"yes, yes. Let's go!"

"There could be more prisoners."

"I've been to other cells."

"That explains ......," she muttered, "you could have kept some for me!"

"I'll ask John to pour you a few bites. He's a good boy. Also, can you explain why you want to lie to the members of the Gabriel Society? I don't think it's a wise idea. ”

"For the right to show off. No one has done this before, I checked Eko

Repositories. Also, guilt is good. ”

“Eko

Library?"

"We Eko

Members of the family are trying to experience as much as they can. In fact, our ancestors sacrificed their lives in order to experience the dawn. All new records are written in a repository for future generations to read, and the record holder will explain in the notes how interesting the experience was. ”

I nodded in agreement with this absolutely outrageous statement. They keep a record of all the crazy things they've ever done. Unbelievable. Before I could satisfy my curiosity further, we made our way to the main room, where Nami boldly stepped forward and stopped in a confident posture with her hands on her waist. She was, of course, completely naked, and her shamelessness was so blatant that it went beyond politeness and into some kind of confidence. At least, that's my opinion. Siraya hid behind Sinid, who looked at me with a hint of concern. Thank goodness Nami

ATA kept its word, did not participate, just watched curiously.

Then she turned to me with an expression of pure wonder and began to let out a girly scream.

"They don't have a collar!" They're free!"

"Hmph. Really?"

"Do you know what that means?!"

I tilted my head to the side. Of course, she didn't dare......

"That means I can do it!" I can have my records! Be the first Ikon to have a civilizing discussion with a free member of their race! Of course, I'll be vague about it for your protection, but, oh, Ariana, thank you, thank you!"

"Hmm. I guess I'm glad I can help. ”

"Yes, great, now I have a request."

"Speak."

"Can I get some clothes?"

Oh, yes. It sounds reasonable. Even Alistair was visibly distraught.

As soon as we came out, the problem came. This strange group of people gathered around a Navajo warrior, and the bruises on his body were sure to be spectacular.

"What's going on?"

"One of them fled," replied one of the Creeks, "and he rode out of the compound." ”

“Whe

?”

"Just after the explosion in the barracks. As soon as he appeared, he was full of anger. ”

Do I have to do everything here?

"Okay, I'll handle it myself!"

I whistled, and Métis trotted in. I jumped on her back on the way. It's hunting time again! I can enjoy the feeling of the wind blowing on my hair and skin, and enjoy the fresh winter air. I walked through the now-open prison gate, through the underground, before I ran out of a hidden trapdoor at full speed. Yes! Hunting, open land, that low branch in my way! Why so close?

Oh.

Whoa.

Oh.

Well, I'll admit I was drunk.

Ooooow。

As I massaged my pathetic forehead, Msames sniffed my prone body with his nose. If I were mortal, I'd hit myself in the head with that thing, not that it would hurt any vital organs, if I wasn't careful. For the watchman's sake, I'm too old to be so stupid! Note that devouring too many magical creatures is still intoxicating.

I got back on my feet, thinking that my only merit was that no one had witnessed the disaster. Now it's time to look for my prey. The last survivor fled on horseback, so there should be traces and smells. I checked my surroundings and ended up finding a mess of dirt. Unfortunately, on this cold night, I didn't smell or hear anything out of the ordinary.

The railroad tracks stop by a river. The lone rider follows it up or down the creek to cover his tracks and evade pursuers.

I thought about trying my luck and choosing to side when flipping a coin and then making a different decision. It would also not matter if the news of the collapse of the prison arrived at the command post earlier than originally planned. They didn't see my face and didn't know where I lived. My priority remains the survival and protection of the rescuers. I turned around with regret, but consoled myself that my actions were reasonable and wise during these difficult times.

By the time I got to the rest of the place, they had thoroughly inspected and ransacked all the buildings. Soldiers and horses were laden with stolen weapons and supplies. The Navajos, in particular, look happy with the high-quality muskets they have recently acquired. I found my sarcophagus tightly placed between the walls of various loot items, including piles of rolled-up papers. Soon, the convoy left, and Nami walked towards me.

"My dear, I have one more request."

"Ask."

The tall woman, now dressed in my own clothes, put her exclusive arms around my waist as I jumped and screamed. Her cold breath swept through my right ear.

"Can I sleep with you, cute face?"

"Ah, yes, of course. No pranks!"

She chuckled softly, but relented. Her hand moved from my waist to my shoulder, and she leaned forward to continue the conversation.

"So...... I heard you own a brothel?"

"Yes. This is...... Makeshift. ”

"Of course. I totally understand. So...... What kind of chicken do you like best?"

I was speechless with shock. It's going to be a long night.

Two days later

I slammed the door behind me. Sinid sat at the table I had borrowed, patiently put down a pen and closed his eyes. After a while, he plucked up the courage to turn to me, like a man waiting for terrible news.

"It's about your fiancé."

"That's what I thought, too. Before we start, I heard that our Navajo friends are gone?"

I knew he was trying to distract me. I said yes because I was going to tell him.

"Yes. We went to the place where I buried my remains. In any case, the spear of the old chief was directed at it. After a short ceremony, we had a conversation and then they left. ”

"They asked a lot of questions about how many warriors and muskets there are in your race. I replied faithfully, I hope you don't mind. ”

"Not at all."

"When the time comes, this knowledge will be used against you."

"Mine?"

"Europeans".

I laughed.

"Vampires are my kind, and you forgot one thing. Do you really believe you can make a difference?"

Sinid paused to consider the idea, but refused to answer. I continued.

"It's a tidal wave that no one can stop. My friend Nashoba said that in order to stop the colonists, he had to become like them. This state alone can assemble tens of thousands of militia in a matter of weeks, armed with artillery and baggage vehicles. Do you think the locals can do it? Do you think it would make a difference to know?"

"Understanding always makes a difference."

"Only one modern army can stop another. There are no foundries, no weapons factories, no military academies here. Even if he was a king and had decades of preparation, this would still not be enough. ”

"In the kingdom, decades of preparation mean that the invasion will never succeed."

"On this planet, there isn't enough magic to balance the battlefield, and when columns of people are brought to the battlefield, a blue cloud of spent gunpowder shoots straight into the sky. They can win here and there, but it's not enough. ”

"You seem pretty sure."

"It's happened before. Head east. ”

"Interesting. On this plane, life is really different. ”

"Speaking of life here. I have an opinion about your lover. ”

Many people have opinions about his heart and liver. Sivaya has managed to offend everyone's ego in record time through supreme condescension and a complete refusal to communicate with others. She spends most of her time alone downstairs busy researching.

"She doesn't speak English."

"But she understands, doesn't she?" I replied without fear.

Cinny frowned.

"I think I prefer when you're more susceptible."

"Enough, her behavior is unacceptable. I'll let you tell her the rules one last time. If she doesn't comply, I'll declare you in breach of your agreement as a guest. Did I make it clear? Don't spill her mess outside of her designated blue mark area, don't steal my paint, don't put a number ten wrench on her workbench like the embodiment of chaos! I've been looking for that thing for a long time!"

"Yes, I'll tell her. I promise. Please be patient, she's not used to it yet. ”

"You're also royal, and she's nowhere near you in terms of insight and acuity. Managing your allies well is an important part of any political plan. ”

"She's not like me. Ariana, we are two of the most powerful likeas on this plane

people, but in reality our backgrounds are very different. ”

Sinid's gaze drifted to the window and the gray clouds outside. His face became distant and pensive. As he bothered in the memories, there was a comfortable silence between us

Finally, he turned his attention to me, gauging. Then he relaxed, nodded, and made a decision.

"What I'm going to share with you, I never intended to reveal. You saved me then, and now you help me, and you deserve it. I know that our contract is good for me, and you know that fact. My gratitude to you is genuine, and if I survive and my plan is completed, I will repay you.

"Sivaya is the princess of the Blue House and one of their most talented offspring. She has lived her entire life in the center of the Cloud Tower, with its airy halls and sophisticated research laboratories. When I confirmed that she was on the plane, I knew we still had hope. There is no doubt that she is intelligent, but her vision is very limited. To her, only research matters, and the notes we brought back from prison, and the ones she pinned to every wall of your vault, are written statements of a revolutionary way of traveling on a flat surface. Like all geniuses, her other skills... is lacking. She never had to fight for supremacy or survival. Her dreams are always within reach, and the means to pursue them are always generously available. The Blue Court is also immune to most riots. No army has besieged their capital for thousands of years because they are the architects behind the best buildings in history. All these circumstances led to her behavior, and while I don't expect you to forgive her, I ask you to behave better, for my sake, to show her the patience and politeness she refuses to give you. Please. ”

"It's not just a matter of image, Sinid. I'm a vampire and you're on my turf. If you are not guests, then you are invaders, and I will not fight against myself to accommodate you. ”

I walked to the window with my back to him. I won't make my words boring. He had to understand.

"Your fiancé is no longer in the Cloud Tower. She is in this world, with us. If my second life taught me anything, it was that the weak are crushed when they cross the line. The sticking out nails were nailed. Before someone else does it for you, you must teach her this lesson. ”

Sinid winced, then nodded again. I'm not done yet, though.

"I'm amazed that you've accommodated her so much. Why be submissive. Are you not equal to her?"

My friend smiled wryly. Once again, he seemed more vulnerable than ever. His sarcastic façade faded for a moment.

"Yes, I am a prince, one of many. There is a king in the court of Natsu, my father. Unfortunately, my mother was a dancer in the wandering court. At a festival, she caught his attention and when they broke up, she was already pregnant. There were many siblings on my father's side, and many of them had a good relationship. I'm not. ”

I watched with fascination as the veil that concealed Sinid's otherworldly qualities vanished, and he lost his usual focus. His hair shone like flames, and his eyes were like molten gold. As he continued to tell the story, blue spots fluttered over his shoulders. I admit, he does look like an emperor. and dreamy.

"I was not allowed to enter the court until I became an adult. I believe my mother wanted to protect me as much as possible from brutal politics. She taught me art, poetry, and dance. A bit fenced. I thought it was all useless until I realized that she had helped me form the core of my personality. She made me before others destroyed me. Otherwise I'm losing myself.

"The competition is fierce. This is still the case. But now, the tragedy could be a blessing in disguise. There is also a prince named Revas, who thinks I am a threat to him and wants to crush me. I had to give in, but now if we succeeded, I would be honored by the return of the many undead. Many powerful clans will owe me a favor. I could even win my father's favor, who knows? So, my knight, now that I have revealed my ultimate goal, will you stand by my side?"

I smiled when I saw him regain his good mood.

"I still think you're crazy. I will help you as a friend, but I will not lose my life to a suicide attack. ”

"I'm not going to ask you to do that either," he added with a laugh.

I'm guessing he has some grand plans, and I understand the need for secrecy. I don't dare tell myself anything too secret, especially my status as a scoundrel.

"We set off in three days. There's so much we have to do, we're too exposed here. We thank you for your help and I'm sure we'll have a suitable gift. As a token of our gratitude. ”

"I'm looking forward to it."

"You keep slaves. I saw them on the last floor. ”

Alistair seemed cautious. After two days together, I was sure that his personality was calm and calm. He is also patient, protective, and a good listener. He's the cursed person I'm least willing to accept, but he is. Because of the smell, I had to rent him a room in a nearby residence, otherwise I risked hissing from the customers present. It was the first time I saw him crush on me.

"You mean cows?"

"Yes. They were robbed of something. ”

"Definitely. What's your point?"

He frowned, pausing to think. It's a good habit for my most curious guest to think before he speaks. Dad used to say that as long as we say a word, we belong to them.

"This is wrong and unexpected. After you gave mine back to me, I thought you were a defender of freedom. Of course, I will not direct your actions. I just hope it understands. ”

How dare he question me. No, this time is different. He politely asked me and admitted that I didn't owe him the answer, although he felt a little annoyed. It's just out of politeness.

The blood was beating faster, and his freckled cheeks were slightly reddened. Aaaaah。

Thirsty.

It's not Ariana, it's just overeating.

"They tried to kill me, trick me, or set traps. This is their punishment. ”

"Why don't you kill them?" It is better for you to do this to them than to die. ”

"By my nature, I need protection during the day, as well as servants, and they will not wonder why their mistress needs food. Think of them as a necessary scourge, if you will. ”

"Thank you for your answer. You are my benefactor, and I will remember it. ”

I don't need your permission, coward.

"Thank you for your consideration. Since you're here, I have some questions to ask. ”

"Of course, Ariana. Ask. ”

"I've faced sloppiness before, you're different. Can you tell me more?"

"Yes. The answer to your question, and the answers to many other questions, you will learn in my story, and I would like to share it with you if you will allow it. ”

"Tell me, I'm listening to you."

"Thank you. I'm not always cursed. For the first half of my life, I was the son of a doctor in Yorktown, Upper Canada. I was bitten at a hunting party. The monster slaughtered my horse, but it saved my life, and it wasn't until much later that I realized that it required a great deal of self-control. When I realized the nature of my suffering, I tried to end my life, only to realize that the steel blade I was using would not be able to complete the task.

"I decided to look for death in the wilderness, and it turned out that my loved ones found me. They took me in and welcomed me as one of them. ”

"Wait. Werewolves live in groups?!"

"We prefer the word 'bag'. Yes. ”

That's big news! No, unusual news! Werewolves organized themselves? If Isaac is to be believed, this has never happened in history. I had to tell him.

"We have developed a cross-group social structure that spans the most remote areas of Canada. The Indians let us go, and in return, we didn't let go. It is a peaceful life, and the curse does not lead to the death of humans. Our community helps us stay in control. I used to play the role of Omega. For some reason, my inner wolf prefers to be loners and has no interest in fighting for supremacy. This allowed me to straighten things out and welcome new members to our wolf pack, at least until last summer. ”

"What's going on?"

"I won't give too many details. We used to stay in touch through a loose network of messengers. The most powerful group of people in the north decided that they preferred a pyramid hierarchy with them at the top. They have already conquered many tribes by killing local chieftains. Those Black Peaks are a bunch of hateful guys who must be stopped. I decided to travel to the South as an emissary to recruit the help of local organizations in our struggle for independence. ”

"I didn't know there were wolves around."

"That's because there isn't any."

Alistair smiled sadly.

"We were the only place to develop this structure, and now I know why. It seems that my people are being hunted like animals here. I don't blame you. I know the path of destruction that many of us have left behind, and I know that some have even embraced it. I just hope that some people will have a chance. We are not cursed by our choices. ”

"You're right. My instincts tell me to end your life, and I've never questioned that before. Maybe I'm being too harsh. ”

Alistair paled a little when he listened. He knows what I'm capable of. I decided to alleviate his fears.

"From now on, before I start hunting, I'll stop and think about it."

"That's all I could ask for. Anything else?"

"Is it possible for Black Peak to go south?"

"Yes, they will eventually, and if there is justice in this world, they will appear in your path. Be careful, as they are still a dangerous group and there are a lot of people on their side. ”

"I will. We'll talk more about that later. ”

The man facing me was wearing a fine shirt and beige tank top, and his armpits were soiled by the sun. His pale blue eyes were piercing, and his masculine face was hidden behind a russet beard. His gaze alternated between the papers on the table, the nervous butcher to his left, and me. His chin bites on a lump of tobacco that has been bitten off a brown stick. The sound of chewing and the stench made my already tense nerves even more tense.

"What's going on?"

The flattering businessman reached into his greasy sandy hair and spoke with a nervousness that hinted at fear. Mr. Lip, who I am currently treating, is known for having occasional tantrums. He destroyed more teeth than the dentist in town.

"As I said, sir, Ms. Rice wants to buy the black man named David King. Her offer was so generous, you would ......"

", Sharp, you know what I mean. My Negro isn't even worth five hundred dollars. So what's going on here?"

I spent more time on this than planned. Who would have thought that slave acquisitions would be so despicable, let alone tedious? They make people line up naked like pigs. Naked! Shameful. And ugly! I've never been exposed to so many genitals, and I live in a brothel. And the paperwork......

"I'm willing to answer, if only to get you to hurry up. His father died protecting me from the Indians. His last wish was for me to take care of his children. ”

Lip giggled, but couldn't get into his eyes.

"Women are sentimental and irrational. David King is a dangerous man. I beat him up and read the Bible, but he wouldn't listen to me. It takes an iron fist to deal with people like him. ”

"Do you care about my safety, Mr. Lip?" If that's the case, let me ease things up. John?"

Heavy footsteps pounded on the wooden floor, and the door slammed open. When my hunky bodyguard approached my shoulder dangerously, the tiny negotiation room went from intimate to crowded in an instant.

"Tell the gentlemen, how you treat those who displease me."

John's ugly face became dangerous with a smile.

"Whatever you want, ma'am."

Both instinctively flinched. What I used to think was funny was that they were more afraid of him than I was, and it wasn't until after the prison attack that I realized that even if a sheep was killed by a wolf or a lion, it didn't matter to them.

"I assure you, I'm safe, we've spent enough time on this."

I pushed the pen over, with only a hint of it. Lip's gaze turned to John's large paw, which was wrapped around the back of my chair.

"Now, the signs."

Twenty minutes later.

David King is a tough guy. His figure was thin to the point of starvation, and his skin showed signs of overexposure to the elements, but despite this, he remained intact. I felt him staring at me. Although he was taller, he had to look up because his horse was no match for Métis.

"You have a problem. Ask it. ”

"Are you really sent by my father?"

"Yes."

"He never cared much about us, otherwise he wouldn't have left us."

John turned and glared at the newcomer, thinking he had crossed the line. I made a gesture to calm him down.

"Humans do terrible things when they are desperate."

"With all due respect, miss, that's. He could have told us. When my mother died, I thought he had been lynched somewhere. ”

"Mr. Kim, this is a matter between you and your father. I kept my promise and didn't care much about the rest. You'll have to find out for yourself. ”

My statement was accepted by a gloomy silence. When Kim speaks, his voice is softer.

"What now?"

"We go into Illinois, and then I'll give you the documents proving that you're a free man. You should head north to Chicago or the east, where things will be slightly better for you. ”

"Do you really have your own business?"

"Yes."

"You hire blacks?"

"Yes."

"Will you treat me fairly?"

Interesting. I turned to him and saw the worry in his eyes, but also the hope.

"I assure you, I treat everyone who works under me equally."

They are higher than strangers and lower than supplicants. This is the correct order of things.

"I see."

David King turned, his expression shrewd. I'm only now realizing that he may have left others behind and may want to release them. If he ends up working for me, I will need to insist and not drag me into any illegal mess against my will.

The longer I spend here, the more I find myself connected to the world around me by trading and debt. I don't know how to feel.

April 1832

The spear pierced my sternum and squeezed all the air out of my lungs. I was pushed backwards into the trunk and then dodged the next attack by falling to the side. My opponent's movements are always fluid, and the tips of her weapons drift in a hypnotic dance. The feint turned into a sweep and then into a series of quick slams. To avoid being taken out, I used all my speed and reflexes. I couldn't find a chance to fight back, closed the distance, stabbed with a dagger. Eventually, I fell into a trap and the blade hit my temple.

I'm falling.

"That's enough. Are you alright, honey?"

"Uh, that's hard."

"I told you. The spear is my weapon of choice. ”

"Who taught you to move like that?"

"A Greek woman on the island of Samos. A mortal. Every night we would find each other, quarrel and then. It was a good time. ”

I am now recovered and can stand up. Spring has arrived, and the woods on the edge of town have come back to life. Based on Sineid's last suggestion before leaving, I was renovating my dreams. I did take his word for it when he said that Sivaya appreciated my hospitality, although it was hard to say. She adheres to her rhythmic, catchy language and refuses to defile her tongue with our vulgar language.

With nothing else to do, I decided to resume combat training for the first time since Loth left. I believe I have what it takes to face the hordes of we

Digo, a member of the Mage Commando and the Order, knows when to escape. Vampires are a different story entirely. It is futile to judge their power without feeling their aura. A girl who slips and falls can grab a boulder and hit me with it, and I can't stop her. By facing Nami in battle

ata, I'm learning how to deal with a strong opponent.

Things didn't go well.

Naminata walked better and faster than me, striking harder, and her technique was impeccable. Before I started, all my tricks were spotted. Whenever she gets serious, all I can do is find a smart way to get out and live a few more seconds. The lesson is obvious. When facing powerful vampires in battle, the solution is: don't.

Of course, not everything is lost. I practiced several styles and gears and even learned the basics on my own. For example, I never knew that swords, sabers, and swords were different weapons that required different techniques.

"Again".

I urged her. Why don't you have a big bang? Her spear pierced my chest. I managed to adjust the angle of the blow so I wouldn't get pushed away. It hurts my heart. It's nothing, we're using blunt training equipment. I lunged forward and jumped up as I cut, blocking her back-step sweep and keeping the pressure on. I keep moving in a low profile. My footwork improved, but it wasn't enough. Now I think I found her. She stuck her spear in the ground and kicked around it. Her graceful feet grabbed my nose.

Pain.

It hurt more when she stabbed me on my stomach.

"Not bad, dear. I have a couple of things to add. ”

“Mfff.”

"Ah, yes, it hurts to have a broken nose. We must be careful when facing us, there are some tricks that are impractical for mortals in our hands. The second point, if you are stabbed with a spear, you will be skewered up. A real weapon will nail you to this tree like a precious butterfly, right?"

I wiped the black blood from my face and nodded silently. Nami describes herself as a "fair" duelist, and she is a relatively new mistress. I can imagine what it would be like to face a real knight. I believe I will give up any glorious fight, shoot if I can, and run if I can't.

"Again?"

"Yes."

We lasted two hours, and for those two hours I kept failing and failing. As I got used to Nami's ethereal movements and ethereal elegance, her style quickly evolved to match mine. I need to go faster and stay on top.

"Power".

"Your mastery of intuition is impressive, but be careful. Anger only makes you more predictable. Guide it, use it as fuel. ”

Again. Use the slide to keep the blade away. If I catch that handle, I win.

Close to the ground for quick movement. Forced her to narrow down her goals.

The tip of her knife grabbed my hand and broke three of my fingers. The next shot shattered my jaw.

“Mpff.”

"Oh, sweet cheeks. You'll have to be much faster than me to catch my spear. ”

Fake.

Her next attack was my temple. The wooden handle made a thumping sound in my prepared hand, and I grabbed it, just as it slammed backwards. Then, I let out a low scream, and with one blow, it shattered.

"Hah! Not bad, dear. Not bad at all. ”

I'm waiting for my jaw to heal. I've had enough of the pain of the night, and after exerting so much energy, I'm thirsty and awake.

"I can take a break."

"I agree, you have signs of mental exhaustion. I'll admit I've been impressed with your performance so far. Your style is very close to hooliganism, but smarter and more unpredictable. You're stronger than any courtier I've ever met, and you can even engage in hand-to-hand combat with some masters. It's a shame that your understanding of weapons is so lacking, and I fully intend to help you make up for that. You need to know at least the basics to eventually find your favorite blade and form your own style. We're going to have to ...... Experiment. Don't you think so?"

There was a sparkle in her eyes, and I could see it all too clearly. It can be said that fighting always makes her blood boil. I was not tempted, although I believed she was a beautiful woman.

"I want you to meet Jimena."

"Cádiz?" Believe it or not, that little slut has practiced monogamy with her new servant! It's a huge loss for all of us. This is the best tongue on this side of the Atlantic. ”

"Uh-huh. How did you meet Ximena? Do all vampires know each other? Is this like high society?"

Nami

ATA scoffed.

"There are only two hundred people on our continent, and less than half of them are masters. Of course, we know each other! You see, the world is so small. ”

"Unbelievable. So Ancha is now a servant? Wouldn't it be better to turn her into a vampire?"

"Ah, you're smart, but sometimes ignorant. I think I need to teach you more about our kind. Servants are there to help us stay human, and we nurture the chicks so that they lose their humanity with us. ”

"That's a good word."

"Isn't it?"

We walked back to our dreams together and discussed happily. Just like Si before her

As with ead, when we're not training, I let Nami do what she wants, and she already has a lot of suitors, including quite a few white males. We walked and walked, I think, her carefree attitude and pleasant personality were not in line with our other relatives, but she still had the support of Kouakou, Eko

The head of the clan. I find this contrast comforting. After all, there is room for marginal personalities in our community. As soon as we arrived at the "dream", one of the cows noticed me and rushed forward with a message.

"Mistress. There is a woman with two children who is seeking asylum. ”

"Yes. And?"

"She said she knew you by the name Ariana of Nelaari. She also said that we would soon be attacked by — she was serious — wizards. ”

I'm still complaining that I'm thirsty.