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“what are you talking about?”

“The scar on your neck is so obvious, did you think you could hide it?”

Hugo immediately raised his hand and touched his neck.

But when I couldn’t feel the scar, I blushed.

Can the scars that disappeared more than ten years ago still remain?

Realizing that I had been toyed with, I aroused my anger.

“you···.”

“Do you think this is a joke? I know. That you were bitten by a blood relative while hunting and enslaved. And that he is now aiming for the throne of Wallochia.”

The words leaked out involuntarily.

If I hadn’t shut my mouth in a hurry, I would have asked how I knew.

He clenched his teeth to stop the words from escaping and glared at me.

I laughed when I saw it.

“Even the father of the blood relatives you serve could not do anything about me. You thought it would be different, you foolish slave.”

“…For a human subject, you have a long tongue.”

“Do you consider yourself not human?”

“…”

Cheers broke out as Hugo was about to say something.

The fight ended in a short conversation.

Agathon stood alone in the arena filled with blood.

Hundreds of corpses were dismembered and strewn about the stage.

Whoaaa!

Agathon! Agathon!

The crowd stood up and called out the vampire’s name.

Agathon looked around the stage and picked up the most intact corpse.

The body that was cut below the navel and left only the upper body was not a corpse.

It was a man who was still breathing and burning the faint fire of life.

Agathon lifted him up and showed him to the crowd.

“bite! bite!”

“Suck the blood!”

The crowd showed their teeth and pretended to bite.

In response, Agathon laughed out loud and bit the man’s neck.

“Ouch!”

The dying man opened his eyes.

There was a sound of air escaping from the gaping mouth.

The skin rapidly turned pale and became like a mummy.

Agathon, that vampire sucks men’s blood.

“Yeah that’s it!”

“Agathon!”

“You wonderful bastard!”

The crowd cheered and chanted their names loudly.

I don’t really believe that they are sucking blood.

I just understood it as performance art and cheered it up.

Agathon was enjoying it.

“…”

Agathon’s gaze, which had been scanning the crowd while sucking blood, stopped at me.

“…?”

And for a very short time, he crumpled his teeth.

As if it was hard to open his eyes in the dazzling light, he removed his mouth from his neck, threw the corpse away, and pointed at me with his index finger.

Hugo put his hand on my shoulder and whispered.

“He is looking for you.”

I didn’t answer.

“Are you scared?”

“…”

“You asked me if I was not human. let me answer Why should I be human? Why should I live with inferior livestock?”

He spread his right hand and pointed at Agathon.

“Look at that mighty figure. Would a human being dare to show it? Humans are weak. It can never go away.”

There was pride in his voice.

“I have not given up on being human. It has evolved beyond humans. And they will become blood relatives and transcend humans.”

“It is transcendent.”

I snorted and beckoned to Pasimea.

“You were foolish when you were young, Hugo.”

“what?”

Pasimea jumped off the railing and landed on the stage.

The cheering crowd stopped cheering at the unexpected participant.

And soon, she burst into laughter at being a short woman.

“Who pushed you?”

“Come up quickly, you stupid b*tch!”

“no! Just die!”

All kinds of swear words rang out in the arena.

A cry louder than the cheers that erupted right before.

Agathon approached in the midst of a deafening commotion.

“girl. Instead of you, call the owner who emits that disgusting light.”

“what?”

Agathon wiped her blood-soaked lips with the back of her hand.

He tore the corners of his mouth horizontally and stuck out his tongue.

“Did you not hear? Four years of… suck!”

Pasimea stretched out her right hand.

“Say it again.”

The magic power emitted from her fingertips wrapped around Agathon.

Agathon hurriedly grabbed his neck and summoned magic.

“I can’t hear the mosquito buzzing.”

However, I couldn’t shake off the magic that wrapped around my body.

Agathon floated as Pasimea slowly raised her hand.

“I know that?”

My feet fell off the floor and the strangling force intensified.

As if tied to a noose, he grabbed his neck and struggled.

My legs, which could not stand anywhere, fluttered in the air.

“People call me the goldsmith? It’s both a job and a nickname. But when I say producer, everyone thinks I’m a person who locks herself in a workshop and fidgets.”

Pasimea squeezed her outstretched hand.

“A bastard like you is nothing.”

“Turn it off, uh… billion…!”

Following that, Agathon’s body shook.

Kwajik, Kwajik, the bones twisted and the body curled up into a circle.

Agathon tried to scream but couldn’t even breathe.

I just opened my mouth and eyes wide and let out a silent scream.

“Call your abina. It’s a kid.”

hands wide open

crispy—

Agathon’s body exploded.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The floor was already covered with blood, but it boiled as Agathon’s flesh and blood dripped.

It bubbled as if disinfectant had been spilled over a wound.

And the foam made a noise like a scream.

“Ugh… the smell.”

Pasimea waved her left hand once.

Then, the flesh and blood, which were about to stop boiling and turn into white powder, caught fire, burned fiercely, and soon became ashes.

No one knows that Agathon was a blood relative.

“This is why I don’t want to fight. It’s not even my area of expertise.”

Pasimea grumbled and turned away.

She looked at me and lightly bowed her head.

‘Pasimea, you asked me what the bait was.’

I replied by looking at the ashes of Agathon.

Silence settled in the arena filled with 100,000 people.

The eyes of the crowd were on her and on me as she watched.

‘I threw the second bait. Now I’m just waiting to see who takes the bait.’

I got up and spoke for everyone to hear.

“Is this all? Are you saying that you are a warrior with the adjective that being so weak is the best? It’s so boring and pathetic that even a child can’t see it.”

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“what···.”

What nonsense is that?

The expression he wanted to ask was clearly visible on Hugo’s face.

The audience also made the same expression and fell silent.

Edar smiled and spoke again.

“I will ask all of you who are here. Did you really cheer because you thought it was fun? Did you really feel that these kids’ jokes were fun?”

“…”

Hugo suppressed the curse that reached the bottom of his throat.

Now that Agathon had died so easily, he was powerless.

A blood relative called to deal with Duke Mazenkin.

I never thought my blood relative would die so helplessly.

‘I didn’t say anything like this…!’

I heard from Agathon that there is a disturber.

An order to deal with the elders because they are causing trouble.

When he heard the story, Hugo thought simply.

Even the elders have troubles, he said.

‘Something’s wrong. Even Agathon didn’t know.’

Had he known, would Agathon have provoked him?

He must have run away as soon as he found Edar.

‘Would it have been the same if Agathon’s opponent had been Magenkin?’

Mazenkin was the strongest man in Wallochia.

Even though I couldn’t overcome the flow of time and became old.

Hugo, who prides himself on being strong, also entered the group with a few folds.

What if Mazenkin dealt with Agathon?

‘You have to hit it well, it’s a good idea. The old man is strong, but he gets tired quickly because of his old age, so if blood relatives and servants attack him, he will only waste time and die. But that b*tch is so easy in an instant… wait.’

A vassal of Edar standing proudly on the stage.

If the vassal is that strong, how strong is he, the lord?

‘At least magenkin. There’s also the possibility of another vassal next to this—’

gulp

When I thought about it, I got goosebumps.

My body stiffened from tension, and saliva came out uncontrollably.

‘How, how did this guy come out of nowhere!’

I screamed inwardly.

Edar finished speaking to the crowd and turned his back.

His calm gaze collided with Hugo’s in the air.

Hugo’s heart seemed to stop for a moment.

‘What is this, this intimidating feeling…’

The opponent who seemed like a kid just a moment ago felt so big.

Hugo himself felt so small, as if he were standing in front of a giant.

And the whole body started to ache as if the skin was burning.

Could it be that the sun is shining down?

Hugo crumpled his face in pain.

“Is this the mightiness you speak of?”

Edar let out a laugh.

“Where is the mighty figure you speak of?”

Then he spoke in a voice that only Hugo could hear.

Did he just give up on humanity to this extent?

Hugo’s shoulders trembled in shame.

“Yes, I know who you killed, and you say that…”

Edar laughed lightly.

“You mean Vlad’s blood relative?”

“…!”

Hugo gasped and swallowed his breath.

“Did you do this without knowing…! The old man will never forgive you!”

“When did you forgive? It seems to me that I have already ordered you to kill me, but am I mistaken?”

Hugo rattled his teeth and trembled.

His face was pale and sweat dripped down his forehead.

“Not yet… not yet.”

“is it? If so, convince me Prove that your actions were right by sending out a being stronger than her.”

“that···.”

He paused, biting his lip.

A warrior stronger than the human woman who killed Agathon?

‘does not exist. doesn’t exist. Why would such a warrior be here?’

Hugo thought the request was absurd.

It was the support that even Agathon sought without circumstances.

The blood relatives who rejected the laws of the world.

Didn’t you give all sorts of gifts to alleviate the resistance of your blood relatives?

But, do you want a warrior stronger than the human woman who overpowered Agathon?

If that were possible, Sodomora would already be in his hands.

‘If the watchers step out…’

Agathon is the youngest of Vlad’s cherished blood relatives.

There were several guardians attached to monitor the youngest’s deviations.

They were also blood relatives, and Agathon was a strong man who could not be easily treated.

What if they and the servant together hit a human woman?

Overwhelm one, but not many.

Hugo, who glanced at the woman who killed Agathon, met their eyes.

Startle

‘no. It’s impossible.’

Intuition alerted me.

If I give them up, they will die the same way.

The moment I saw the turquoise eyes, I realized it intuitively.

He stiffened his neck and broke out in a cold sweat.

‘Let’s end the game as it is…’

I raised my hand to stop the game.

But there was someone who shouted before him.

“Count Hugo Tsaiken!”

Hugo raised his face brightly.

The king leaned against the railing and pointed.

“Continue the game! How long are you going to keep me waiting!”

Food splashed out of the mouth.

He was drunk and staggered as if he would fall under the railing.

The three maids holding the massive body from behind blushed.

‘That worm…!’

Cattle that would have been driven out had it not been for the mercy of Duke Mazenkin.

Passion boils over the drunken yelling at him.

But that wasn’t what he had to worry about.

“continue!”

“Don’t think of ending it like this!”

The spectators watched Edar and his retainers in silence.

Even the king’s unseemly behavior was met with thunderous applause.

The crowd responded with a squeal in response to the King’s shout.

The stadium shook as if an earthquake had struck.

“more! more!”

“Send out the warriors!”

The atmosphere in the arena came alive.

The audience held their breath at the unexpected ending.

The match is over there, the atmosphere would have dispersed if I had said one word.

The king’s shouts burned like oil on fire.

“Garos!”

“Mecan!”

“Juno!”

“Get them all out!”

‘This, this… damn it!’

The warriors that the spectators call each one by name.

Hearing their names, Hugo gritted his teeth.

All of those warriors were not human, they were servants.

Because the arena was a family business.

‘Do you think the arena was run for your good? In order for us to have a stable blood supply. It’s nothing more than a business driven for entertainment!’

If you kill a citizen or buy a slave to eat it, you will be suspected, but if you kill on stage, it’s a performance art, and if you suck their blood, you get applause, isn’t it?

‘Fight more? Who do you like? It should never be.’

My stomach was boiling and I wanted to vomit.

All they had was cattle with sweet blood.

I wanted to reveal my identity on this spot and slaughter them all.

But it wasn’t the right time, so it wasn’t.

‘A kid and an old man. If it wasn’t just the two of us, these of mine…’

He struggled to suppress his seething murderous intent and relaxed his expression.

He disguised his anger with eye smiles and beckoned the crowd to calm down.

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“quiet! Calm down. Calm down, citizen!”

Boo—!

Boos broke out.

The crowd is out of Hugo’s control.

The crowd with blood rushing to their heads raised their voices even more.

Hugo couldn’t control his expression and gradually distorted the car.

“quiet!”

A high-pitched voice filled with magical power hit the audience.

Just like a crying child stopped crying, the crowd shut up.

“You have suffered a lot, Count.”

Hugo frowned.

The facial expressions he had been acting on were crumpled reflexively.

It was the voice of Mazenkin, the human he hated so much.

When I looked back, the duke was standing behind me before I knew it.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen citizens get so angry.”

The duke stroked his beard and smirked.

“Isn’t that delaying the game too much? Where are your warriors? You haven’t even entered yet?”

It was clear that he pretended not to know even though he knew.