Night of the Soulless Heathens – 374



#374. King of Blasphemy 3

“You are too much. I decided to live in this foreign land with only you in mind. But that promise that engagement can be broken so easily?”

“It won’t be easy to break. I will send a gift as a sign of atonement for damaging the honor of Chitai. I put in so much sincerity that it shook the finances of the Arangi Kingdom so your father will be pleased. I made a decent profit by selling a common princess.”

“Are you saying that your father received a gift?”

“That’s right. So you won’t be allowed to return to your hometown. The priest position I’ve provided will be better. Don’t worry. The Salvation Knights are running out of white magic so they’ll desperately want you who inherited the blood of Yaegasu.”

Thus Princess Ha-Yeol of Chitai became the queen of Arangi and now the bishop of Akenar.

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This harsh fate was not limited to Bishop Acenar.

Many princes learned swordsmanship and magic to please their fathers and took on all sorts of dirty work in the kingdom but in the end they either returned to the church without achieving anything or gave up their status and even their names and became Sellswords.

The fate of the princesses is not much different.

The long lifespan strong body and continued youthful vigor of the Yaegasu Shinjok were actually a curse to them.

After that Bishop Acenar could not die and became a living being.

She didn’t really have the right to refuse but she lived in regret cursing herself for having longed for this terrible marriage when she was young and ignorant.

But one day a young and beautiful new hero appeared before her and that was Azadin.

Ironically Bishop Achenar fell in love with Azadin despite his terrible marriage.

This young man who brought with him the sword of Lord Planck conquered the Chadra Plateau with incredible conviction and will gradually building up his power and amassing the strength to fight against destruction.

In the letters he sent every week his respect for her as his patron was clearly expressed.

She was no longer the innocent teenage girl she had once been but that made her even more certain that Azadin was different from any other man she had ever seen.

But even if she harbors feelings of longing and reveals them to Azadin will this desire dare to come true?

Especially after she became a vampire?

Azadin said that he would accept her even after she became a vampire.

He wanted to abandon the name of Bishop Akenar and become just an unknown vampire but to carry out his duties in his own domain and find meaning in his life.

I want to believe in that affection and lean on it. But Bishop Akenar knew that Princess Haweol of Chitai.

That the life of a vampire who must rely on the warmth of a man who will never be hers is inevitably painful.

She humbly accepted death knowing that living with the sympathy of the man she loved would be much more painful than living as a widow abandoned by the reckless King Arangi.

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“ah….”

Azadin let out a long sigh as he looked at the letter written by Bishop Akenar or Princess Howell of Chitai.

‘I never thought I’d be born as an eyeless ugliness and become someone who arouses someone’s affection.’

Surprisingly although Azadin was skilled in politics strategic planning and reconnaissance he knew nothing about romance.

He never imagined that Bishop Akenar would refuse to live under Azadin’s sympathy after becoming a vampire because he was in love with him.

[It is not your fault Azadin. Arael was a common occurrence. She was the object of desire and covetousness.]

Arael’s voice comforted the heartbroken Azadin. A surprised Azadin looked around but there was no response from anyone else as if they could not hear him at all.

‘It’s not comforting at all. It’s more like giving up than comforting.’

[That is what it means to be the object of desire. That Archanar Bishop also ruined his life by being caught by the owner of a shallow soul. But you will not give your body to everyone because of Azadin’s pity will you? Only love when you desire it. This is the voice of Arael speaking with the authority of Arael who makes up half of your body. Do not give your chastity out of pity or altruism. Whether you are a man or a woman.]

‘No it’s not that. I just feel bad.’

[Hold on Azadin. You’ve done well so far. You can’t save everyone.]

Arael’s voice admonished Azadin as if Arael had really said those words while alive.

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While Azadin conversed with Arael’s voice Niselda watched for traces of Akenar.

“It looks like Bishop Akenar committed suicide. He was not consumed by the light of the royal fire.”

“It looks like he committed suicide.”

Niselda took up Akenar’s clothes.

There was a sharp edge on the broken pillar of the mineshaft and a hole was left where Acenar’s clothes had been pierced. Perhaps he had rushed towards this broken pillar and impaled himself on it killing himself.

“Hmm. Yes. That must be so. No matter how much I guarantee her life there’s no way she a descendant of the Yaegasu clan could endure life as a vampire. I shouldn’t have left her alone but it was a problem that could have been expected. I was complacent.”

Azadin folded the letter put it in his bosom and sighed.

“It can’t be helped. If there is any blame to be placed on it is Griselda’s fault for turning her into a vampire. Your Majesty no your Highness did everything he could.”

“Ugh! Ugh!”

When Niselda called to convey Azadin Edir writhed and rebelled.

“That title seems too hasty. Don’t call me that. I’m not on good terms with the Inquisitors and now they’re going to try to kill me.”

“Okay I just wanted to call you that.”

“If you call someone by their nickname just because you want to you’ll get in trouble.”

Azadin swept Akenar’s ashes into his clothes rolled them up and kept her ashes.

“I think I did everything I could. Hmm?”

Azadin flinched as he spoke for the blood from his eyes had fallen onto Akenar’s ashes.

In old tales it was said that vampires could be resurrected by just a drop of blood that fell on the ashes but that was a ridiculous story. The ashes that had been soaked with Azadin’s blood only clumped together slightly and did not cause any change.

“Are you okay?”

Even Zibek who had been irritated by Azadin all this time thought that Azadin’s condition was not normal.

I bleed too often.

But Azadin answered calmly.

“What’s wrong with me? It’s okay. Let’s rest for a bit and go back. This place is dangerous.”

But then Azadin smiled bitterly.

A foresight bird is floating in the sky.

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The messenger clan is still around here.

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Azadin’s group began to move to avoid the messenger tribe.

I moved along the mountain path in the opposite direction from where the foreshadowing bird had come from hiding my body as quickly as possible.

But on the ridge opposite them human shadows appeared.

The servants of the herald clan holding shields lined up at every turn to block the path and archers with black bows were waiting beside them.

“Ugh.”

Niselda and Zibek flinched.

I went in the opposite direction from where the foresight bird came from but I never thought I’d meet him here.

Isn’t it even completely ready for attack?

“Be careful. That arrow is difficult to block with magic or even with a deflector. It’s the kind of arrow that can even assassinate god kings.”

Azadin warned Niselda not to act rashly.

The black steel sword made from the scales of the dragon of destruction Azadin is a weapon that has even brought death to a god king and is dangerous to any strong person when aimed at.

However the Heralds did not attack Azadin even though they had such an obvious advantage.

“It’s been a while Azadin. You’ve risen to fame. I’m honestly impressed by the accomplishments and accomplishments you’ve made since leaving your clan.”

Their leader Sion Etar spoke to Azadin in a tone that was neither mocking nor admiring.

The other messengers standing next to him were also looking at Azadin with complicated feelings.

‘Azadin of Muan.’

‘A cursed one a betrayer of his clan.’

‘But he was clearly the weakest one and was looked down upon because he was weak and yet he defeated the strongest members of our clan and even broke Biwon’s wish.’

‘We respected the strong but didn’t he prove that he was strong? Doesn’t persecuting the strong mean that our system is flawed?’

‘Above all he was a member of the herald clan but he received the title of count from the hypocritical Eight Kings. To be honest it was a great feat. He’s still a detestable guy but it was still refreshing at that time.’

The Heralds still regard Azadin as a traitor to their clan but they still feel their shoulders rise in pride whenever Azadin’s fame grows.

‘Yeah he’s the guy who betrayed us and fucked us so that’s what we have to do.’

‘The skills of someone who was trained by our clan are at this level.’

Azadin satisfied that strange pride.

Thus the current Azadin is hated as an enemy by the Herald Clan but is respected as a strong man.

Towards such Azadin Zion Etar made a proposal.

“If it’s okay with you do you have any plans to return to the clan and cooperate?”

“If I say no will you shoot me right away?”

“Ah. I can’t do such a foolish thing. But Azadin won’t you tell me what plan you have? We don’t know what’s going on. Just now the light of the royal flower seemed to have come out but surely it wasn’t the dwarf king Manawidan?”

“…….”

“Is it you?”

Zion Etar burst into laughter at his own absurdity as he asked such a question.

The people of the world say that the Aragasa are soulless blasphemous people. The Aragasa themselves of course deny this but they cannot help but realize that they are completely different from the people of Hybris and are foreigners.

Even though they mixed blood with him they discriminate against Aragasa. Could it be that Azadin who inherited Aragasa’s blood manifested the light of the King’s Flower?

It’s a ridiculous delusion.

however….

“that’s right.”

“…!!!”

Zion Etar was very surprised to hear Azadin’s answer.

“Yes that’s right.”

“I knew it.”

“Son of a man!”

A commotion spread among the messenger clan.