novelraw Chapter 93 : Chapter 93
Chapter 93 : Chapter 93
Chapter 93. Vampire Queen (5)
Pababak!
My vision flashed.
I felt the illusion of the ground shaking, and with the feeling of the floor disappearing, my body floated up.
Noctavira instinctively knew she had been moved somewhere.
‘Where am I?’
It couldn't be.
This was Luminia.
It was the castle of the vampires she ruled.
But somehow, she was standing in a completely different place.
A strange room.
Strange air.
Strange energy.
And a face unforgettable even in dreams.
“!!”
Frank.
He was standing before her.
The enemy who had taken everything from her, The one who had killed her father and brought down the Demon King's throne.
But he was staring blankly at her, without a single flicker of agitation.
No, to be precise, he was looking down at her with a face that didn't recognize her at all.
‘...He doesn’t recognize me?’
Noctavira's whole body trembled.
A name unforgettable even after eons.
A memory filled with blood-red resentment.
To think that the very person who had taken all that was looking at her as if seeing her for the first time.
At that moment, an indescribable rage erupted.
“Die!”
She instinctively lunged at Frank.
Her long fingernails shot sharply towards his neck.
But...
“That's enough.”
In an instant, an immense force seized her body.
An invisible force wrapped around her limbs, and her body froze in mid-air.
“Keuk!”
Noctavira struggled.
But she couldn't muster any strength.
When she came to her senses, something was binding her wrists and ankles.
It was even gagging her mouth.
‘W-what?’
She saw something like black threads weaving and intertwining in the air, but she couldn't tell anything beyond that.
“Eub, eub!!”
She tried to break free somehow, but no resistance was allowed.
She, who had not bent even to the overwhelming onslaught of the Lich King, felt fear for the first time.
‘I've been completely subdued.’
Her red pupils trembled as if in an earthquake.
Her body shivered like an aspen leaf.
‘Is my power this weak?’
She was the queen of the vampires.
Though not reaching her father's level, she prided herself on being in the top class among the Demon Tribe.
And yet, to be neutralized in a single moment, with a single display of power.
“You're quite agitated.”
The voice of the savior was heard.
Calm from beginning to end.
But a voice that was by no means light.
Noctavira slowly turned her eyes.
She saw the savior.
Unlike herself, she looked very comfortable.
As if this was her own home.
“This is troublesome. Isn't it a queen's duty to be polite when visiting someone else's house?”
“Eub!”
Noctavira desperately tried to make a sound, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Because the unidentifiable threads were gagging her mouth.But she wanted to scream somehow.
‘Why are you doing this to me?’
The words she tried to shout.
But with her mouth gagged, the pronunciation came out strangely.
“Um um! Ueu! Umumeuaa!”
A bizarre sound filled the room.
Only then did Noctavira realize.
That this was an indescribably humiliating situation.
Her appearance, struggling with not only her limbs but also her mouth tightly bound, felt like a freshly caught beast.
Soon, her face turned red.
With anger, with shame, with resentment.
Frank looked at her and once again turned her mind upside down.
“Who is this person?”
Her unfocused pupils trembled violently.
Noctavira's spirit was already as good as dead.
***
“What? The daughter of the previous Demon King?”
I carefully examined the woman who was bound defenselessly before me.
Her red pupils were blazing, spewing anger towards me.
She looked to be in her late teens, perhaps?
Red pupils like Iris.
But her hair was blond, giving a strangely incongruous feeling.
‘There was such a thing?’
To be honest, it was the first time I'd heard of it.
In the Princess Produce I knew, the existence of the previous Demon King was only mentioned in text.
He never appeared directly.
Also, nothing was known about his family relationships.
He was just a being who had cast a curse on this body.
There was no meaning beyond that.
And yet, to think he had a daughter like this.
‘This is absurd. Because it's a game about raising daughters, there was also a Demon King's daughter?’
She was still writhing towards me, struggling violently.
Finding her appearance pitiful, I personally untied the threads gagging her mouth.
“Ptui!”
As soon as her mouth was freed, she spat at me.
But this was nothing.
I tilted my head slightly to avoid it.
Because it was night, when my strength had returned.
I rested one hand on my chin, looked her straight in the eye, and said.
“I hear you tried to kill my daughter?”
At that, she gritted her teeth and retorted.
“She was merely bait!”
“How dare you call my daughter bait?”
“Go to hell and die!”
She tried to spit again.
No matter what excuse she made, she couldn't deny the fact that she had fundamentally committed a hostile act.
I sighed and shook my head.
“Whatever you say, it doesn't change the fact that you tried to harm me.”
“……”
She was silent for a moment, then turned her gaze to Anonymous and pleaded.
“O, Savior! Why are you doing this to me? Please release me!”
But Anonymous calmly shook her head.
“That's difficult. I'm this person's slave, you see.”
“S-slave?”
Noctavira's face contorted in an instant.
The expression of someone betrayed by one they trusted.
Anonymous looked at me with a playful face and smiled slightly.
“That's right. And he's the one I love the most.”
And with that, she demurely leaned against me as if to embrace me.
I didn't like it, but I suppose I should play along with her expectations here.
With a nonchalant face, I hugged her and patted her back.
“?!”
Seeing this scene, Noctavira was too shocked to speak.
Noctavira's face was painted with astonishment and anger.
“H-how could you? That person is our enemy!”
She gritted her teeth and hurled insults at me.
But Anonymous shook her head with a calm face.
“He may be to you, but not to me.”
“You traitor! We trusted you!”
She started struggling again.
I waved my hand as if tired and said to Noemi.
“You've brought an unexpected opponent. What did you want me to do by bringing her here?”
Noemi looked down at Noctavira with a strange gaze and opened her mouth.
“I'm not sure myself right now. Let's lock her in the basement for now.”
Hearing that, Noctavira struggled.
“This humiliation! How dare you do this to me!”
“Shut up and follow.”
Noemi floated Noctavira's body into the air with a single gesture.
She flailed in the air, resisting even more strongly.
“Remember this! Someday, you bastards... eub eub!!”
Was her voice too loud?
When Anonymous snapped her fingers, her mouth was sealed again.
Noemi gave Anonymous a thumbs-up and a satisfied smile.
“Nice assist.”
What in the world…
But what was important now was completing the Fortress of Light.
It would be better to deal with her treatment after taking a little more time.
By the way, the Demon King's daughter.
What on earth were the developers thinking when they added this setting?
Don't tell me that in the DLC, Noctavira is also included in the category of heroines?
My head began to throb.
***
Under a dark red sky, a mountain of corpses piled up.
The thick, fishy smell of blood spread on the wind, and the grotesque sound of breaking bones filled the space.
“Kuaaaak!!”
The being that had struggled until the very end screamed and fell to the ground.
At the same time, dark magic spread from the Lich King's fingertips.
Susususu.
The black mist covered the dead's body, and soon the collapsed corpse began to move again.
Empty, shell-like pupils took on a turbid light and knelt before their master.
“O, supreme master.”
It was the moment a new undead was born.
“Huhu.”
Nox looked down at the newly created corpses with a satisfied face.
Those who had been alive just a moment ago had now become his obedient troops.
Tuk.
He pushed away a broken skull fragment with the tip of his foot.
“I've barely recovered the troops I lost to Anticus.”
But he didn't feel very good.
The forces he had conquered in this battle were insignificant compared to his original undead army.
It wasn't difficult to make the dead his subordinates, but strong troops were not easy to come by.
“It's a loss.”
Nox gritted his teeth and thought of someone.
The being who had so easily blown away his army.
The Queen of Dragons, Anticus.
Her flames were not simple flames, but a disaster that completely annihilated the undead.
“The Queen of Dragons never leaves her nest, so why did she come here?”
Nox narrowed his eyes and fell into thought.
He had been watching Anticus for a long time.
She was a being who never left her territory.
She had stayed in that place for thousands of years and rarely got involved in the affairs of other races.
And yet, such a being suddenly moved?
“This is strange. She should have had no connection with the vampires.”
A situation he couldn't comprehend at all.
There was no reason for her to save the vampires.
“For what reason?”
Nox fell into deep thought.
But one thing was certain.
“That power was the real deal.”
A tenth of his forces evaporated with a single breath from Anticus.
The undead army he had gathered over a long time had vanished in an instant.
The moment he witnessed that sight, it wasn't anger but a thrill that came over him.
The Queen of Dragons.
A living legend as old as Primus.
Absolute power befitting that name.
“I will definitely make you my subordinate.”
Soon, the corners of Nox's mouth twisted into a bizarre smile.
If he could make that mighty being his own...
“No one can stop me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, dreary dark magic churned around him.
Nox's eyes sparkled with a wicked light.
He came up with a new plan and marched his subordinates northward.
Since he had no power to oppose Anticus right now, it was to rally more forces.
***
A dark underground prison.
In a narrow space blocked by cold stone walls, Noctavira sat with her arms bound.
Though her hands and feet were tightly bound, she still exuded an intimidating aura, but nevertheless, her situation was clear.
‘It might have been better to become a subordinate of the Lich King.’
To think she would be captured by the one who killed her father.
A bitter smile emerged on its own.
At that moment, the door opened without a sound.
Cheolkkeok.
The flickering light of a candle crossed the cell.
Through it, a girl carefully stepped forward.
Her long, golden hair shimmered softly in the light.
Adel.
The one who called herself Frank's eldest daughter.
She was holding food in her hands.
It seemed she had brought it for her, who was imprisoned.
But the staple food of vampires was fresh blood.
There was no way she could swallow the worthless food that humans ate.
“A useless gesture.”
Noctavira glared at her with sharp eyes.
But Adel, as if unconcerned, quietly extended her hand and placed the plate of food on the floor.
“Eat something. It will give you strength.”
Noctavira snorted.
“I am the queen of the vampires. Do you take me for a joke?”
Adel was at a loss for words for a moment.
Even as she faced Noctavira, she couldn't erase a certain complex emotion within her.
‘Father killed her dad.’
For a Hero to slay a Demon King was a natural thing for humans.
It was like fate.
But to the Demon Tribe, it would come across with a different meaning.
‘Do the Demon Tribe also feel sad when they lose their family, just like us?’
Noctavira, who had lived as the daughter of the Demon King.
To her, her father's death would never have been a simple defeat.
‘It must have been like losing someone she trusted.’
Adel couldn't help but feel complex emotions as she looked at her.
But was it because that gaze was displeasing?
Noctavira sneered at Adel.
“Are you pitying me?”
“……”
“I don't need that.”
Adel slowly shook her head.
“I'm not pitying you.”
“Then, what is it?”
“It's just that this situation is sad.”
Noctavira's expression wavered for a moment.
But she soon smiled coldly and turned her head away.
“You're one of the Children of God, I hear? Excessively sentimental.”
Noctavira whispered softly.
“You'll die soon if you keep that up.”
Adel silently looked at her before leaving the cell.
After leaving the cell, she walked slowly down the corridor.
One side of her chest felt strangely heavy.
Demon Tribe and human.
Hero and Demon King.
That was the order of this world, which had repeated conflict for a long time.
But was that truly right?
‘Our enemy isn't the Demon Tribe, it's the Lich King and Primus. This kind of thing shouldn't be repeated anymore.’
That thought wouldn't leave her mind.
Finally, having steeled her resolve, she turned her steps towards the room where her father was.
When she opened the door and entered, her father was sitting quietly, looking at her.
“What is it?”
Adel replied with a firm face.
“How about we make her our ally?”
Her father's eyebrow twitched slightly.
“What's the reason you think that?”
“Our enemy isn't the Demon Tribe. We have a real enemy, don't we?”
She continued in a resolute voice.
“The Lich King. And Primus! Am I wrong?”
Hearing those words, her father looked at her without a word.
Only quiet silence flowed in the room.