Chapter 40.2: Blood Magic (3)
At my words, the chieftain only fell silent.
Now that a Lord had co to the forest, she must be feeling a great sense of crisis right now.
I went straight to the main topic.
“I have a story I want to tell you. Would you like to hear it?”
“···Story?”
“I ca to this forest to take the vampire sisters, but I also have another purpose. It’s about the ‘blood crystal’ of your tribe.”
The vampires looked at in amazent.
They wouldn’t have expected that the word ‘blood crystal’ would co out of the mouth of an outsider who ca to the forest out of nowhere.
“How do you know about the ‘blood crystal’?”
The chieftain, who had co to her senses, now looked at with hostile eyes.
Blood crystal.
It was the biggest trouble that the vampire tribes of the Elrod Forest currently harbored.
I couldn’t rember all the details of the background, but I rembered so important things roughly.
Ancestor Gascalid.
A ti in the past, far before the tribes settled down in Elrod Forest.
Among the ancestors of these tribes was a powerful vampire.
He was an evil and ferocious vampire, unlike his descendants, who beca a peaceful tribe. He was more like the current Sixth Lord.
He was defeated by an unknown archmage and was mortally wounded, and in the end, it was said that he died at the end of his life.
The death of a vampire did not differ from the death of other creatures. The bones and flesh rotted, and the body returned to nature.
However, he tried to maintain his existence until the mont of his death, not letting go of the lust for life.
That’s how ‘blood crystal’ was created.
A stone in which the soul and blood of Gascalid are sleeping.
I think one of the elder vampires explained how that was possible in the ga, but I couldn’t rember. It was just a setting anyway, so it didn’t matter.
The important thing was that the descendants took care of the evil stone that was like an image of Gascalid.
Along with the prophecy that the day when Gascalid was resurrected was the day the tribe would be destroyed, they had been performing rituals for generations to quell the blood crystal.
But the problem was the aftermath of the ritual.
A ceremony in which the blood of the chieftain, who inherited the blood of Gascalid, sacrificed their own blood to calm the blood crystal.
It was a ritual that not only sacrificed the blood, but also ate away the vitality and spirit of the person who perford it.
In a word, the chieftain of the Elrod Forest was destined to be short-lived the more they perford the ritual.
Even now, it was barely sealed, so they couldn’t move it anywhere, and it would be irresponsible if they left it alone and left the forest.
Without being able to do this or that, the tribes of Elrod Forest had been squeezing the lives of the chieftain for generations.
And the reason I ca to Elrod Forest was to solve that problem.
My purpose was to gain the vampire’s ‘blood magic’ ability that could be obtained in solving it.
“I know your ancestor, Gascalid.”
Now that we’re ready to talk to each other, it’s ti to speak up.
The chieftain, who was staring at , widened his eyes at those words.
“What just…?”
“It’s the reason I know about the cursed thing your ancestor placed on you.”
I unravelled the story I had envisioned in my head.
“Halion, the chieftain sealed the blood of Gascalid himself. Do you know?”
“···”
“If you are a chieftain, of course you know, since the records of your ancestors remain. I had a relationship with him, and he entrusted with a request. One day, when the ti is right, I was asked to completely annihilate the blood crystal.”
“Hold on, wait.”
She stopped from contunuing. She had obviously beco increasingly confused by my words.
“So… you an a few hundred years ago when our ancestors were still alive?”
“Yes.”
At that, Asher looked back at with a slightly startled expression.
Of course, it was a lie, but even if it was true, there was nothing wrong with it.
As you can see by looking at the Lords, for the superhumans who have crossed their boundaries in this world, the basic lifespan of a body was several hundred years.
I spoke with a slightly solemn face.
“I ca here to keep that request. So, guide to the place where the blood crystal is.”
It’s very absurd, but it’s hard not to believe it.
Or how would an outsider know about blood spririt and their ancestor?
I waited for the chieftain’s answer.
She, who had a complicated face as if in agony, bowed her head.
“I’m sorry, but you don’t have to.”
···Huh?
“This is a matter for our clan. I can’t just listen to a few words and leave the matter of blood crystal to an outsider. I’m sorry if everything you say is really true, but if you care about us, please go back.”
The return was a resolute refusal.
I was a little embarrassed because I didn’t know that she would give a knife-like refusal.
“No, sister. We need to hear more of the story…”
Rather, the chief warrior, who had been more hostile towards , panicked and stopped her.
“Goodbye then.”
She bowed to once more and turned around firmly.
I looked at the back with a bit of embarrassnt and then opened my mouth again.
···At least, I couldn’t co this far and just give up.
“Then I’ll have to force my way in.”
At my words, her steps stopped.
Then she looked at with a hardened face.
“Actually, I don’t need your permission. This is an oath between and your ancestor, and it must be kept.”
“…Even though I said that you don’t need to?”
I said shalessly in a cold voice.
“Yeah. So, if you don’t want more clashes, lead to the blood crystal. I don’t want to see the blood of the descendants of my dead friend flow here.”
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