After barely shaking off the pursuit over two days, I arrived at a big city called Charle.
And I went straight to the train station bathroom, put on the black dress I had prepared, and wore a wide-brimd hat.
Then I applied light makeup with cheap costics.
My current appearance is just like the youngest daughter of a noble family.
I carefully headed to the ticket booth at the train station.
Hiss-
I hear the sound of steam gushing out from the steam locomotive.
Fortunately, there’s no sign of fanatics at the train station.
Still, I need to be careful, very careful.
The church uses their believers, priests, clergy, and even hunters hired with money as their eyes in various ways.
Letting my guard down will lead to another tireso chase.
I headed to the ticket booth as naturally as possible.
"One for Maven, please."
The station worker selling tickets like a machine, with no interest in at all. This is how most reactions are because hundreds of people co and go here every day.
I’m well aware of the coldness of big cities from wandering here and there until now.
The advantage of big cities is that there are many people.
If you dress well, it’s easy to blend in among people, and ordinary citizens don’t pay much attention to others.
And in places with many people like train stations, even the church won’t be able to move recklessly.
Knife-wielding or gun-shooting here... those crazy bastards might be capable of it though.
Feeling a chill, I quickly entered the platform and boarded the train bound for Maven.
So far, there’s been no problem.
I sat in my seat and waited for the departure ti.
From here to Maven is about a 4-hour journey. We’ll pass through two stations in between, and then I should be able to relax for a while.
A headache cos with the rushing fatigue.
I close my eyes for a mont and quietly wait for the departure ti.
* * *
The train starts to depart.
Gradually increasing speed, it leaves the station.
I open my eyes and look around for a mont.
A happy family going on a trip sowhere, nobles in formal attire, and various people with comfortable expressions. People are moving around a lot, probably because it hasn’t been long since the train departed.
I look at them for a mont and then turn my gaze to the window.
Out there, the ordinary daily life of the city unfolds.
The outside, where the sunset is falling, was so peaceful.
Then, I feel a faint killing intent that irritates .
I sighed.
’Really, how persistent.’
Would they cause trouble here where there are many ordinary people?
As I stretched a bit and looked around slightly, they seed to be hunters.
Are they planning to attack when I get off at the station?
The air is heavy with the tightening tension.
Still, the train keeps moving forward, and ti passes.
Rattle-
30 minutes after the train departed, the door between cars opens and a conductor starts checking tickets.
Like that, one by one, the ticket check begins, and after checking the ticket, the conductor whispers sothing to an ordinary passenger.
Then that passenger’s face turns pale, and they carefully get up from their seat and quietly cross over to the car where the conductor ca from.
As it gradually ca closer to like that, the conductor disappeared into the next car without checking my ticket.
"So I walked into a trap myself."
As I muttered lowly, the hunters remaining in the train car got up.
Two of them.
From my position of having to subdue without killing, the narrow train was cumberso.
A big man with scars here and there on his face walks towards heavily.
"Is it because the church bastards couldn’t catch one little monster that they called ? Ridiculous."
"I’m over 20, it’s rude to call little."
"Hahaha!"
When I stared at him and spoke, the big hunter laughed as if in disbelief.
Bang!
In an instant, a large hamr swept through where I had been.
"My, how rude to swing such a vicious thing at a lady?"
I whispered, appearing behind his back.
"Hehehe! Interesting! My na is lkibos! Sedaniel, don’t interfere! This is my prey!"
lkibos swung his hamr again without even looking back.
Whoosh!
However, that’s not enough to catch my speed.
I lightly ducked to avoid the hamr and then threw a punch towards his exposed side.
Thud! Bang!
lkibos, hit in the side, crashes into a seat.
I held back a bit because using full strength would obviously kill him, but it was enough force that an ordinary person wouldn’t just end up fainting.
Thud!
He bounces back as fast as he crashed and brings down his hamr.
"Oh... your body is quite sturdy, huh?"
As I sneered, lkibos swung his hamr with all his might from various angles.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Bang! Bang!
Various parts of the train car are being destroyed.
"Arghhhh!"
lkibos shouts, seemingly unsatisfied, and at that mont. A sharp dagger flies towards the back of my head.
Whoosh!
I easily avoid it by tilting my head, and the dagger heads towards lkibos.
Ting!
But lkibos lightly deflects it using his hamr.
"I said don’t interfere!"
"Shut up, boar, ti is precious."
"Damn bitch!!"
Although his words were rough, lkibos started pushing harder.
And Sedaniel’s dagger flies in, aiming for gaps.
It’s not like I can’t dodge her attacks, but it’s annoying.
Just as I was thinking of wrapping this up-
Clunk!
The train car I’m in gets separated.
I see the front cars quickly disappearing into the tunnel as the car I’m in also enters the tunnel...
Boom!!
Suddenly there’s a sound like thunder falling and the train shakes violently.
"Those crazy church bastards! Are they trying to kill us too?"
"Kyaaak!"
I hear lkibos and Sedaniel’s words and screams as my vision goes dark.
The violently shaking train felt like it was floating in the air, having derailed from the tracks.
I quickly grabbed the arms of the two hunters, roughly threw them out the window, and then I also jumped out through the broken window.
Crash!!
As I jumped from the train, I saw the shocked expressions of the two hunters in mid-air, adjusted my posture and landed on the ground.
Thud thud thud!
Bang!
I hear the sound of lkibos and Sedaniel rolling roughly, and the sound of the train that had flown into the air shattering as it hit the collapsed tunnel.
And thick dust settles, making the vision dark.
Of course, this darkness doesn’t matter to at all, but my two eyes glow red as I check my surroundings.
"Cough cough!"
"Ugh... I’m not dead, right?"
The two hunters are alive too.
They’re in tatters all over, but with injuries like that, it’ll be hard for them to even get up.
"As expected of fanatics, even blowing up the tunnel?"
When I spoke a bit loudly, torches start lighting up far away from .
Pitter, patter
The sound of stone dust falling,
Whoosh
And the sound of torches moving.
Thud thud thud
The sound of at least 10 people walking.
On the chest of their black priest robes is a golden cross, and unlike priests, they have all sorts of weapons and even flintlock guns.
If you didn’t see the clothes, it would be embarrassing to even call them priests.
I spoke with tension at its peak.
"Don’t you know moderation?"
"This much effort is necessary to catch a monster like you."
"Like ?"
"Research on vampire manufacturing using primordial blood. The 14th test subject."
"..."
"Do you think a manufactured monster has any right to survive in this world full of God’s will?"
At the priest’s words, the murderous intent I had been suppressing rises.
"Should I call you the completed test subject 14, monster?"
"The church’s... abilities are really amazing."
"Hmph. Even if created in human form, you’re just a monster. Central Church Special Division Exorcist Third Squad Captain Benedicto, 9 squad mbers, will now dispose of the monster."
The mont Benedicto’s words ended, 9 people took a step forward.
Then, Sedaniel, who had been groaning in the darkness, started cursing.
"You crazy fanatic bastards! You made us get involved too?"
"Did you save those two? If you had stayed put, you would have gone to hell with the train."
"Shouldn’t you be the ones going to hell?"
When I sneered, Benedicto took a step back as if he expected this and said.
"The iron hamr of God upon the blasphemous monster..."
""An!""
The enemies are approaching.
Sothing deeply seated inside stirs.
Just like when I tore apart the vampire who killed Mom.
The red glow in my eyes deepens.
I can tell just by their atmosphere. It’s different from until now.
My whole body sends warnings.
-If you don’t kill, you’ll be killed.
It says.
For to live, I must kill.
Shing.
The 9 fanatics holding various weapons and spreading out in a wide formation approach.
"An!!"
First, three of them rush at .
I take out the short sword hidden on my back and charge as well.
Clang!
First, the long sword and short sword clash.
The transmitted force was considerable.
In the instant of power struggle, a mace swings down from the side.
Thud!
I instantly release my strength, quickly take two steps back, and avoid the mace with a tumble.
As if they expected to fall back, a whip flies in.
Whoosh!
The whip wraps around my right hand.
For a mont it stops my movent, and the remaining two rush in from left and right.
"Arghhhh!"
With the whip still tied to my right hand, I exert force and roughly pull towards .
Then the priest who couldn’t overco the difference in strength flew towards , and I used that montary gap to slash his neck with my short sword.
Splurt!
The head of the priest holding the whip flies into the air, and blood gushes out like a fountain.
I grab the body of the headless priest and throw it at the priests rushing in.
Thud!
The priest holding the mace collides with the body and rolls on the ground, but the priest holding the long sword rushes at regardless.
Did they see an opening? But.
The blood sprayed in the air gathers around .
And it becos a shield-like form, blocking the thrusting long sword.
Clang!
As soon as the long sword bounces off, I scatter the shield-shaped blood like mist.
And I change the blood mist into a vortex.
Whoosh!
"Ugh, arghhh!"
As the blood mist vortex starts spinning rapidly, the trapped priest screams in pain.
The vortex is tearing his skin and grinding his flesh.
Just like that, in an instant the priest becos a bloody ss.
The scent of blood scattered around makes my heart beat even more fiercely and the excitent continues.
"Hehe... hehehe... hahahaha!"
I laugh crazily and gather the scattered blood around .
"Monster..."
The priest holding the mace who had fallen beside muttered as if dumbfounded.
Slash!
As I swing my arm, part of the floating blood becos a sharp blade and slices his neck.
"How rude to call a lady a monster."
Blood starts to overflow around.
And it’s the highest grade blood that emits an exquisite taste, well-trained.
"Hahaha! Hey fanatics, are you scared? Are you just going to stare blankly?"
When I speak, Father Benedicto gets excited.
"How dare a re monster!!"
"What do you an ’how dare’. I’ll start for real now. The hunt."
"Wh-what?"
Whether Benedicto is flustered or not, I leap into the ranks of the remaining ones.
Scattering a red glow redder than blood.
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