EP.119 Everyone’s
heart has been restored, but Tyr still works with hematology. Tyr, who didn’t need to eat, had only one reason to come to the restaurant.
“phew? You were here too.”
Tyr, who came to visit me as always, naturally stood by my side. I asked while clearing the plate.
“What are you doing here?”
“Shay asked me for a favor. I want you to teach me the Blood Sculpture.”
“Are you still teaching hematology?”
“It’s rare these days, but it seems like they’ve decided on something recently. The eyes changed. Should I say more urgent or more desperate?”
Is it to fight the girl who will come down soon?
He was a regressor who had been working hard on training, but now that the decisive battle was approaching, he seemed to be in a much more urgent situation.
From what I’ve read, it seems that the original regressor’s plan didn’t involve fighting and defeating her…but
maybe things have changed.
Good for non-regressors.
“I heard that your hematology has weakened.”
“well. Whether this has weakened or changed… In any case, who will judge. There is no one who has mastered blood manipulation better than me.”
“Did you explain it to Mr. Shay?”
“Why should I? A teacher must always be dignified. If a disciple feels uneasy, will learning come true?”
After all, it is the disciple who is taught. So, it is okay for the teacher to inflate himself a little.
Tyr said so earnestly. It was sincere.
It’s fun to talk to someone with a different way of thinking. In the middle of a calm conversation, Tyr suddenly turned his head to look at the table.
Kalis and the Undead were salting.
Tyr, who looked at the undead who fed him and Kalis who ate them with a bit of envy, suddenly turned his gaze to my hand.
for a moment. Sounds like a weird idea.
“…phew. Come to think of it, I guess I’m a little hungry too.”
“yes? You can live without eating, right?”
Tyr said, pretending to be dignified.
“Who said food? I am Tirkanjaka, the founder of vampires. All I take is blood.”
“So you want to drink blood? Why don’t you ask Mr. Shay, who has delicious blood?”
“It is noisy. How can you eat the blood of a disciple who is busy training?”
This is also not possible. That doesn’t work either.
In my experience, when you’re picky like this, there’s a high probability you want something.
‘Since I showed this off, I’m going to offer my own blood.’
It’s not delicious. But why are you trying to eat it?
And I hate hurting my body. Even if this place is an abyss, I feel a bit reluctant to have a hole in my body.
When I just stared at him and didn’t respond, Tyr restlessly looked at me.
‘Are you not aware of it or are you pretending not to know it? Cheet…!’
The hesitant Tyr finally couldn’t stand it and cried out.
“…a wish obtained through a bet!”
“yes?”
I asked the question that came out of nowhere. Tyr looked at me resentfully and shouted.
“Didn’t you make a bet with me last time? If I see through your magic, I will grant your wish.”
“ah. at that time.”
“At that time, I will ask for the won wish. Give me some of your blood!”
“No, I wish for something like this.”
But if it’s a wish obtained through a bet, it can’t be helped. I wandered over to the faucet and washed my hands thoroughly.
I turned to see Tyr standing there with slightly expectant eyes. I asked, shaking my hands.
“Come to think of it, wasn’t that victory achieved by force?”
“So, isn’t that enough to be satisfied with just a few drops of blood? Is it worth it? Enough to break your promise?”
“Again, I have nothing to say.”
okay. just a few drops of blood
He held out his washed hands. Tyr gulped, looked at my fingers, and then summoned darkness to block his vision.
‘…Until now, I’ve never had to drive my teeth into my body to get blood. That’s a vulgar thing done by people far below. But…’
Now that the blood flow is not perfect, Tyr has lost the ability to draw all the blood that flows in the world.
Instead, the blood inside her is entirely hers. In order to absorb the blood of the outside world, the process of making it one’s own is necessary.
Even taking that into account, Tyr, whose blood is overflowing with energy, does not need to drink blood.
but.
‘…that’s embarrassing. Such a vulgar and embarrassing thing… no no no. This is a meal anyway. I don’t have to be ashamed of what everyone is doing!’
Tyr just wanted to do something vulgar.
Where have all the years of the 12th century gone? Puberty came after 1200 springs.
“…Then don’t eat.”
“Oops. It’s not enough to cook animals, so I thought it would become vampire food. As long as you eat it, enjoy it.”
And Tyr’s teeth came into my body.
Contrary to popular belief, being bitten by a vampire does not make you a vampire. To a vampire, blood-sucking is just an act of eating.
However, it is enough to give meaning. Tyr bit his teeth very carefully, carefully and kindly.
“Um…”
‘It won’t hurt…’
What does it hurt? No blood is coming out either. The teeth only lightly touch the tips of the fingers. bloodsucking right? Rather, the tongue touches more than the teeth.
‘…Coming to think of it, I guess there’s no need to drink blood. I’m not reluctant to hurt or crave blood.’
If that’s the case, you’re just sucking your finger.
There is no trace of vampirism. This is hard to put into words.
‘Just a little bit…’
It’s a caress. no matter how you look at it
The front teeth that fall after touching lightly stimulate the fingertips. Tyr, who was preoccupied with blood vampirism, was absorbed in it without even looking at me.
Tantalus of the bottomless pit is an isolated space.
Tyr, whose heart beats again, is very grateful to me. You can’t run away or avoid it. Maybe if you stay together a little longer like this, your feelings will become clearer.
And you’ll want something from me
I’m a mind reader
read other people’s wishes
When I hear someone’s wish, when I read the earnest wish that lingers in my heart. I collide head-on with the wind that crosses my heart.
It is fate. will be affected If that is a wish that is more important than life, that longing will be passed on to me.
Heat flows from a hot place to a cold place. That great law also applies to the mind, and to me who comes in direct contact with mind-reading, it passes much faster.
Then, with a heated heart, somehow, in any way, the wind will end.
That’s why I’m a magician.
Even in a way you don’t want. Or even if it goes in a completely unexpected direction.
To face the wish you truly want.
There is only one wish I cannot grant.
changing me
From killing me to keeping me alive.
therefore.
“Why are you asking? I’m not bleeding.”
“Uh hmm?”
“Come to think of it, I really like fingers. Put your finger in your mouth every day. put it in your heart I think you like your fingers more than me.”
“Oh sleep. town.”
His fingers were slightly curled up like hooks. His fangs scratched his teeth and blood gushed out. The blood melted on Tyr’s tongue before it even dripped.
“Only this time. To cut my precious body and bleed.”
When the blood started to flow, Tyr didn’t know what to do. Apart from that, the blood that had already flowed flowed down Tyr’s throat.
That moment.
Tyr violently spat out my finger.
Tyr, who had a small cough, had a rare cry.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu taste.”
“It was really tasteless!”
I looked at my finger and saw that a small amount of blood was oozing from the slightly torn skin.
So you’re saying that even this amount is so tasteless that you’re going to spit it out? Isn’t it almost poison then?
“Wait and see. It’s my first time taking blood this way…”
“Eh.”
“Oops.”
Tyr flinched as he held out his bleeding finger. I said, pressing my finger firmly to stop the bleeding.
“I didn’t know my blood could have such an effect. It’s not vampire food, but a vampire evasion talisman.”
“Huh. I’m still not satisfied…”
“Take it. Holy Blood.”
“Ooh.”
“What kind of satisfaction is this? That’s Okay. I know you can’t eat, so it’s over now, right?”
Tyr shut up. I strode through the darkness.
As soon as I came out of the darkness with Tyr following me as if regretting it, I saw Aji and Nabi fighting entangled with each other.
“Nyaaa! Are you going to pay Nya’s tribute?”
“Woof woof! It’s my canned food! Woof woof!”
Butterflies go on a rampage to steal canned food. Aji was at a loss as to what to do, unable to bite or subdue the butterfly.
“what’s the matter?”
When I said this, Aji exclaimed while holding the canned food in his arms.
“bruise! He’s trying to take mine!”
Are you crazy It’s been a while since I’ve been like that the other day.
“Since I stopped taking the medicine, my eyes are gone.”
“Can I ask?”
“If only I could bite without pain.”
Aji gave up and focused on protecting his canned goods. How hard were you thinking of asking?
Undead and Khalis had already disappeared. Only the butterflies, persistently digging into Aji and aiming for canned food that had not yet been peeled, were bustling.
I haven’t pulled out my toenails yet, but if I run out of control, I’ll see blood again. I urgently found a regressor.
“Where did the medicine manager go! Come quickly!”
In order to get used to the situation where there is no medicine, you have to give it when it is a little bit dangerous, but if you make a habit of giving it when there is a riot, that tendency may take root later.
Beasts are simpler than you think.
Humans are the same, but what?
“Bring the magical herb–!”
“bruise! My canned food–!”
“Nya haaaagh! tribute! Are you going to pay tribute–!”
Such a noisy yet harmonious time.
A lonely thought came from beyond the wall.
‘…it’s peaceful. relaxed. It looks good.’
What is this peaceful and what is this relaxing! it’s not good! Why don’t you bring the magic herb right away?
‘Everyone will leave next time the sun shines on the abyss, right?’
of course. Because there’s no reason to stay.
‘I have to stay here, not knowing when or how she will come. I have to stop her from getting the earth sword, Jizan.’
A bitter smile lingered on the lips of the regressor. The regressor took his back from the wall, fiddling with the long magic weed cigarette.
‘I wish this round would be over. Probably not. I… I’ll probably fail again. Especially if you waste 9 months in the bottomless pit.’
The regressor made a firm decision and stepped into the friendly restaurant.
‘So I won’t settle for this episode. I’ll find a better possibility… even if it’s not to make this moment meaningless.’
jump. The door is open. The regressor tossed the magic herb cigarette into the air, caught it, and called for a butterfly.
“butterfly. Today is a tribute.”
“Nya ha! tribute! Is it a tribute! Hurry to Nya!”
The regressor grabbed it one beat faster than that and hid it in his grasp.
The regressor, as I had taught him, loosened it little by little, preserving the smell as much as possible.
“Stay still. You have to inhale slowly.”
“Nya-. Nyaaa–”
Aji, who saved the canned food while the butterfly was drunk, looked down at it with a proud face.
The canned butterfly food I made, and so on.
There must be a lot to tell you.
