Chapter 118 – The Blood Witch (3)
I felt a distinctly different momentum from what I had seen before. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve become stronger, or if Beatrice’s level has risen.
It wasn’t just a matter of strength and weakness. What I felt in Beatrice’s body was an energy I had never experienced before. Base 艷气 or yogi妖气. It would be more correct to call it that.
Of course, she was innocent on the outside, so she was so secretive that a normal soldier would never notice. I probably wouldn’t have known if the energy of the Heavenly Demon God hadn’t reacted naturally.
“What are you doing?”
I calmly stared at Beatrice and opened my mouth.
“You have something to tell me, don’t you?”
A seductive smile appeared on her lips.
I met her eyes to judge her intentions, but Beatrice just smiled at me.
“Move your seat.”
I took the first step It was different from the plan, but it wasn’t bad because it was fast. I was thinking of coming back in a few days anyway. Beatrice followed her step behind her, humming her song.
“Aren’t you being too wary? Even looking ahead, you can feel the living up to here.”
“…”
After ignoring it and moving, we arrived at an empty area outside the school building. If it was here, even if a battle broke out, it was enough to handle.
Crossing the dusty empty lot, we sat side by side on a straight bench. Beatrice turned her body slightly to the side and stared at me. The gaze from the side is quite stinging.
“Thanks for the warning.”
Enmity is hostility, and there was a part where I was helped. I humbly thanked you.
“There is nothing to be thankful for. Because it was my gift.”
“…I’ll be direct.”
“Yes.”
She nodded her head cheerfully. Anyway, it’s absolutely not a general character. Seeing that even in this situation, seriousness is not felt.
“Blood Cultist, what did you mean by that? While taking the damage of the blood bridge and even giving a warning. If the vice president hadn’t informed us in advance, the damage would have been much greater.”
As soon as I uttered the word ‘blood cult’, Beatrice’s smile grew even thicker.
“You know what? Since when did you know?”
“I knew from the start. It’s hard to say how I found out.”
“No wonder. A beauty like me was pushing it, but I thought you were too thorough.”
“Even if the vice-president wasn’t a Blood Religion, he would have rejected it if he pushed me like that.”
“That’s too much. Aren’t I pretty?”
Beatrice tilted her head as she gently twisted the ends of her hair.
“I don’t like women who use pretty things as weapons.”
“Anything like that, there are all women around you, all beauties, right? I know everything. Even each of the red dragons chosen by my juniors. Aren’t words and actions very different?”
“…I guess I’ll have to work harder on controlling information.”
“It’s no use. I have a lot more interest in you than I thought.”
Laughing bashfully, Beatrice slightly blushed. I don’t know why the conversation went this way. I changed the subject again.
“I don’t think you answered the question.”
“Huh.”
Beatrice got up from her seat and stood in front of me.
Match-
One clap. As soon as Beatrice met her hand clap, her scenery changed. From the desolate land to the green meadow. The sky was reddish red. Contrasted with the grassland, it presented a terribly strong sense of heterogeneity.
Arithmetic.
I don’t know what kind of strategy he used, but with just one clap of his hands, he activated the method.
‘Did they dig a trap?’
I immediately prepared to pull out the black dragon sword.
“Wait, wait!”
Beatrice hurriedly placed her hand on the back of mine as I was about to draw the sword. I didn’t feel any hostility. I demanded an explanation with my eyes, holding the Black Dragon Sword tightly enough to make my tendons sprout. If you do anything stupid, you can leave right away.
“Why are you so impatient? Didn’t you try to use the sword that killed the three warriors a while ago? If that hits, of course, I’ll die, too. Isn’t it too much to use that against a weak woman?”
“Explanation.”
“I just needed a place to be alone.”
Again, the distance was widened slightly, and Beatrice pouted her lips while grunting.
“Even now, it was just the two of us.”
“You never know. Because this is the spirit of the whole body. No matter where you look, it’s not strange.”
“…”
I just couldn’t believe it. Understanding the situation came first.
The air is finely poisonous. Besides, the method itself tried to interfere with me, as if sucking the vitality of the person inside.
Of course, all of this was completely blocked by the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art. Rather, part of the Jinbeop was eroded around me. The area around me was dyed black and shimmered.
“…Also.”
Beatrice nodded his head in admiration. Then, placing both hands on her own chest, he opened his mouth softly.
“Let me introduce you again. Thirteen apostles of blood. That’s me.”
“…The only Blood Religion is the Twelve Apostles, right?”
“You know more about us than you think? I am always an exception.”
“…”
“Don’t get me wrong. Even if it is an exception, a formal apostle is correct.”
It was a much higher position than I thought. In terms of position alone, apostles are treated on the same level as minor masters. Of course, because of the strength of being the leader, the actual power was much stronger than the minor leader.
In principle, the apostles are the direct line of the religious leader. It was a job that only the leader could give orders to, but it was the seat of everyone.
“Are you aiming for a higher position by removing the existing apostles? Or are you aiming for the position of minor headmaster by undermining the power of the minor head faction? It’s hard to understand. Why is it that someone who can be an apostle?”
“Ha….”
Beatrice let out a deep sigh.
“Your junior, can’t you think only that way?”
“The Vice President and I are obvious enemies. To me, a blood bridge is such an existence that I cannot live with a single sky.”
“So are you going to kill me now?”
“I am thinking.”
“Still, thanks to me, didn’t you save quite a bit?”
“That’s why I didn’t draw my sword right now. Originally, if you were a blood cult, I planned to punish you for questioning and answering.”
“I understand.”
“…?”
Beatrice nodded his head in satisfaction. Confusion increased.
“There are not a few of our kids who are fine.”
“Those blood ties include the Vice President.”
“Me too. Self-objectification is an important law.”
“…In that case, wouldn’t it be better to just kill yourself?”
“Even suicide is not easy. I don’t even want to commit suicide.”
“It is difficult to understand.”
Beatrice, who was looking at me gently, smiled. Unlike before, Yogi had faded, showing a sense of desolation.
“Your junior seems to know us well, but he doesn’t seem to know.”
“In what way?”
Instead of answering, Beatrice suddenly took off the outerwear she was wearing. Despite the chilly weather, she was wearing only a sleeveless T-shirt that revealed her breastbone. Beatrice came gently towards me. Her voluptuous breasts, comparable to midsummer, stimulated the gaze.
“Do you want to touch it?”
The words that came out of nowhere made me dumbfounded.
“Suddenly?”
“I wonder if I need to explain it in words. Upper chest. Here.”
Beatrice pointed a beautiful finger between her breastbones.
“It’s frustrating.”
Suddenly, Beatrice lifted my hand with both hands and placed it on her chest. Even though Beatrice would have died instantly if Jinki was beaten like this. He had no hesitation in his actions.
I let go of my energy and looked inside. She didn’t really reject it. She rather suppressed her own uniqueness, as if she wanted to see everything.
“This….”
Apart from the soft feel of her palms. Her Beatrice’s condition was terribly bizarre.
“As expected, junior-sama understands right away. I feel good.”
I don’t even know what to say. Rather than being human, it was rather similar to the core possessed by monsters. Moreover, the aura that spread out from that center constituted this formation.
I wondered how he triggered the jinbeop with one clap, but it made sense if it was like this. Are you saying that the axis of truth is you? The natural guide needed to activate the Jinbeop is also replaced with the energy of a stone block. Of course, there is no need for a mediator. It was more like magic than martial arts.
Considering that Beatrice’s original surname was ‘Jegal’, she could have been skilled in that field.
“This is possible.”
“Perhaps only I can do it in the whole world?”
“…Normal people don’t live with stuff like that in their bodies.”
The downside of that, though, was that it required a great deal of unique skill, as it was no different from ‘maintaining’ the method at all times. The stone inside Beatrice’s body seemed to supply enough energy.
“You got that far. Also great.”
“…Is it Zhuge’s technique?”
“Uh…?”
Beatrice opened her mouth in a daze at the sudden question.
“I know. What family are you descended from?”
“…How?”
This time, it was a look of genuine bewilderment.
“It’s a secret.”
Beatrice, who had paused for a moment, let out a deep sigh.
“You are always one step ahead of my expectations. The method itself is the Cheonmun Geumswajin, the vision of Zhuge Sega. However, the implementation method is only done through blood work. Originally, the inside of Heavenly Gate Jinrushjin was not like this. It’s more beautiful, and it doesn’t eat up human life.”
“I understand. What does that have to do with the fact that the vice president can’t even commit suicide easily?”
“Take a closer look. Don’t just look at the outside, go inside every nook and cranny.”
It was a playful voice. Just as Beatrice said, I channeled the energy of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art into the core-like stone.
“I’m sorry…!”
Beatrice let out a shrill scream and stepped back. I also felt my hands tingle at the counter-attack power emitted by that inside. Beatrice, who was out of breath for a moment, looked up at me with a flushed expression.
“What is this?”
What I thought was just a lump of stone was a completely different existence. I wonder if it feels like condensing all the malice in the world. Besides, what surrounds it… Was quite similar to what I saw on the deserted island.
Although the size differed enormously. As at that time, red characters that felt ominous were densely filling the surface of the stone.
“…Curse.”
She caught her breath and pursed her red lips.
