Desire

00180 Destruction

“Of course, I get it. ”

The angle of gold coins of Changyeong-lu, who said he would welcome the most noble among the lakes, was the sperm that floated in the middle of the lake. The angle of gold coins made from the foundation of the flotation brought from Gracia floats freely at a height slightly away from the surface of the lake, even without a support or pillar. Ascending the clear stairs leading up to the angle of the Doubloon, Persian struggles.

“You smell like a vampire, just like Azin said. Very covert, but...”

Persian grimaces. Chan Sang-lu was protected by a high-quality seal. The sound outside does not intrude, and the sound inside does not leak. Not only that, the seal was blocking even the vamp's machinery inside Changyeongru.

“It's not magic. A remarriage, similar to that old man's drinking technique. It's like the ground itself is full of power.”

“It's got to be true. ”

Ajin said in a bold voice. I had experienced true law a few times in the Moorish winds, but this was the first time I had experienced it in the first place. Persian glares at Azin as if he were interested in what he had to say.

“Hmm, it's true... I don't think it would be bad to learn from a short distance. ”

Persian makes a jolt up the stairs. The lotus on the stairs first hides the nervousness and rubs off on Persian and azine. Yesterday was the day we met. After just one day, Azin, who returned as much as he could, came back to Chonghyeon-ru to get Ruiju's liquor. For now, I've been talking to Lujou, so I've been guiding him to the angle of gold coins...

‘It's a vampire.'

The softening gazes at Persian, swallowing a gulp. I knew there were vampires in the bloodstream. It was already known that the members of the Green Horde were trained as vampires. I was wandering the streets on patrol of the Wall, so I didn't realize I'd become a vampire.

'A much more powerful vampire than I expected. Vampires that size are not common in Gracia.’

The blood tries to spy on the choreographer a few times to identify the source of the vampire bloodsucker, but the blood is too thick to pierce. I haven't been able to identify the vampire, but I never imagined that a vampire with a vein of blood could be this powerful. Even if he hadn't seen it himself, it was a minor matter that the blood was the strength of the vampires in the choreography.

But it was a mistake. I could feel the softness, even if I wasn't a vampire. The dark yoga of Persian makes the senseless elves tremble less. The softening felt cold and barely smiled.

“I'm sorry I wasn't prepared for this sudden visit. ”

I was just saying that. The table at the center of the Doubloon was filled with rare dishes, and next to it was a bottle of glamorous drinks. Azin doesn't even recommend it, but he sits down, and Persian sits next to him as if it were natural.

What's the connection? ’

The lotus flower tilts its head, looking at Persian and azine. A vampire that powerful treats humans with kindness. I've never seen anything like it in Gracia.

“When will the Lord come? ”

Azin stares at the lotus flower waving this way and asks. The softener clammed her lips. Azin's visit was already known to the enemies of Chanhyeong-lu, but she couldn't reveal herself. It was because of the vampire he was with.

“I'm already here. ”

Persian grins and laughs. She glances at the lotus flower and licks her lower lip slightly with her tongue. Her eyes curl.

“It seems I'm the only one glad to see my people. Hiding without saying hello. ”

The muttering echoes the shadow of softness. The enemies raised themselves from the shadows, expressing their explicit discomfort. She tucks her skirt and stands beside the lotus flower. The enemy bows slightly to Azin and stares at Persic.

“.. I apologize for my rudeness. ”

Chewing his lips, he bowed his head. It protrudes from the shadows. It is proof that the enemy is a vampire. Azin grins and clutches his chin with his hands.

“I'm here for a drink from the Lord. ”

The words empowered my eyes and stared at him. It had something to do with vampires. It was already known, so I tried to do myself a favor. Foreigners far from Gracia. Vampire homosexuality is not to say that it is strong, but the fact that it is associated with its own kind who does not know is sufficient for a reason to do more favors than anyone else on the ground.

But favors stop at favors. I'm just serving drinks and a little convenience. The enemy had no intention of going any further.

“... such a rash personality. ”

The enemy mutters in a deep voice. She reaches out, raises the bottle, and gives it to Azin.

“Take it. We made a pact. I'll give you a drink." That's the end of it. ”

Azin doesn't raise his glass. He still smiled and said to the enemy,

"Done drinking," he said. Then I can't accept it. I came here to have a long talk with Ruiz. ”

“The Goddess has nothing to say to you. I have already answered your request, and it will not change. If only.

The snow of the enemy flies towards Persic. Percy smiles as he opens his eyes and looks at her as funny.

“.. as long as I've brought her people, the answer won't change. So...”

“How old are you? ”

Suddenly, Persian asked. At this, the enemy stops and looks at Persian. The enemy frowns and asks.

“Why are you suddenly asking for your age? ”

“No, I think you're younger than me. So how old are you? ”

The eye of the enemy flinches. She felt the powerful magic in Persian hands, and she felt a burden on it. Even the magical powers possessed by the Lords of the Enemy Clan will be of little color compared to Persia. The enemy hesitates for a moment and replies.

“.. the last time I counted was 300. ”

“Yeah? Well, since there's so many of me, why don't you call me sis? ”

Persian said with a big smile. The expression on his face was stiff. Your lips dry up and you see a sharp fang.

“... are you suggesting a sequencer? The order in the clan where the Heavenly Mother belongs is not determined by age. ”

“So what do you say? Let's get this thing in order. ”

Persian squeals and asks. The enemy does not answer, but slips his hand into his shadow. As the enemy's hand comes out, she holds a sharp, thin sword in her hand. The eye of the enemy narrows.

“If you must. You know that blood strength is not determined by age, right? ”

“You sure you're up to it? Hehe, kid. Like you said, the strength and age of vampires have nothing to do with it, but being old means you've drunk blood at least a few times and fought more than you. ”

A red magic bubble burst out. Persian casually raises his finger to point at the enemy. The blade in his hand shivers thinly. The air sank cold. The lotus flower takes a step back, and azin taps the table with a glass.

“Hemorrhagic.”

Azin mutters in a small voice. The expression froze. She turns her head and looks at him. The blood-red eyes glow with a profound light.

“What?"

“The bloodthirsty Lugus. Isn't that Luge?”

Ajin frowns and asks. Salim! The sword of the enemy swings, and Persian hands move. The black azin of the enemy stops at his neck, and Persian fingernails stop in front of the red neck.

“That was quick.”

Ajin said in a bold voice. It was a sword that couldn't even be seen properly. His whole body writhes in tension, but Azin doesn't notice him. He pushes the sword that stopped at his side with his hand and speaks.

“Senior Moorish teenager. Vampires. The mystic who slaughters the wicked and drinks their blood, not belonging anywhere in the sect or in the Safa. The last time he appeared was ten years ago. ”

“... too much has been revealed. ”

The enemy mutters in a low voice. It was a blatant taunt, but it fell over. No, I had to move on. I asked you to bring a vampire in front of the vampires to sequence them. Where's a vampire who knows how to head down? If you lose the sequence, the enemy must obey Persian orders.

“After all... Did the Bloodline intend to eat the mandarin spirit? ”

“I liked it either way. Rouge is less annoying when he's defeated by Persians... But even if there is no sequencing, he draws his sword. ”

“Are you threatening me with the identity of a goddess? ”

He gritted his teeth and asked. Azin smiles in relief.

“It could be. It's said to be a period of time, but on the contrary, the harvester is incapable of seeing the virtue of either the sperm or the safa. Rouge's reckless behavior will not be his shield. ”

The hemorrhage is stubborn and black sharp. The Collector swings his sword, never turning back when he sees himself as a villain. The bloodsucker does not block the opposition. Died by his sword was a high ranking bureaucrat, a resident of the caravan, and an elder of the prestigious doorway.

“It's funny that such a bloodthirsty man has become a rouge against them. ”

“.. I was just looking for a good excuse. I had to drink human blood, and people didn't want to understand the blood I needed. ”

So I slaughtered the wicked. Killing a villain is not a problem for everyone, and drinking blood is not exactly being hunted.

“But there was still a grudge. ”

The enemy does not answer. At first, I slaughtered the wicked and drank their blood so that they would not simply be hunted. The more I drank, the faster and sharper her sword became, and the deeper the silver enclosure bound to her. She was hunted, called a monster, and instead of being hunted, she was hunted down as someone's enemy.

“If rumors of Chonghyung Rue being a hemorrhage spread, even if she insists, she won't be able to remain a Chonghyung Rui. ”

“.. I've already left Moorish. ”

“Louise left Moorim, but her name remains in Moorim. Even if Rouge put his sword in his hand and cried out, those who hold a grudge against him would still hold it against him. What would you do?”

Azin grins. He frowns, his head close to the enemy staring at him.

“I want to make Chanhyeong-lu the Chanhyeong-lu. That way I can get what I want. Luge can take care of Chanhyeong-lu as usual. Deal with the good guys, pick up their stories. Don't just know it, let me know it. ”

“... is that enough? ”

“Then did you think I would ask Rouge to fight with me with a sword? I'd like to have the Blood Extractor's Sword... But I'm not afraid to put anyone stronger than myself under it. ”

Azin shakes his head, smiling bloody. He was considered one of the top ten in the Moorish world. Just looking at the dagger earlier, Azin can see that he has a considerable handicap compared to her.

‘At least, not yet. ’

“As I told you yesterday... I need the power of Chanhyeong-lu. I have a lot, and I plan to have more. There's only one thing that's informative. I don't have blood yet, and I can't leave the Wall before I have blood. The rumors outside the walls are naturally deaf. ”

“.. the Blood Dragon. What do you intend to do? ”

The enemy lowers his sword. Persian claws his fingernails, shrugging his shoulders and picking his fingernails, arcing at the sharp tips of his hands and blowing the wind.

“The Blood Dragon is young and strong. You have already claimed most of the blood relatives as your own, and if the bloodstream retreats, you may marry a whitener and become his master. Not only that, but there's a powerful vampire beside the Undead, and we can use her to breed a lesser vampire. It's too powerful a force to have a single doorway. ”

The enemy takes a big breath.

“It's already a blood dragon. Tooth and nail. Now... he's trying to have eyes and ears. ”

“Isn't it obvious? ”

Azin pours out a glass to the enemy. An enemy staring at Ajin pours a drink into his cup.

“I'm going to eat the Moorish. ”

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Abandoned

@ Raw Sugar has appeared on one page, but comments are the fury of Sugar Frog! Something is unsettling, but something about Raw Sugar explodes at the end of the second chapter...

Snow will be here soon.

Cardemion

@ SugarSister, can't you have all the vampires? Since the writer says they're rolling, can you roll them?

I wish I could have it all.

fewfqew

@ is the flower of both hands the most?

I want to claim Harem, and neither do I.

More and more Persian and Raw Sugar

I like flowers in both hands.

KKKranuse

@ Raw Sugar = Author Petrish Crystal = This guy! Not my Raw Sugar.

I want to go out with a woman who smells like black snow...