Chapter 470 – Epilogue
“Is this where my companion is?”
Gray hair and pale skin.
A slim-built man with brown eyes and a sharp and intimidating aura entered Isilid, the capital of the Kingdom of LuciArcanel.
His name is Zharkan Diard Bahamurk.
Hundreds of years ago. A being who came close to dominating the Western Continent.
Immortal monarch.
The owner of the Sisanhyeolha throne.
It is called by many other names, and is a disaster-like being that moves millions of undead with a single wave of its hand.
At one time, even mentioning his name was a slayer who had to muster up the courage of his life.
At that time, all living beings had to work together to defeat him.
If you kill the living and turn them into servants, they will absolutely obey, and rather than bother managing them, they show ruthlessness by killing those who surrender and turning them into servants.
Even though strong men of numerous races attacked him, they were unable to kill him and were able to defeat him by barely sealing him.
However, due to the shock of beings from another dimension coming in, there was a problem with the seal, and the seal was released half a year ago, and he came out into the world.
As a ruler who had once come close to conquering the Western Continent, he gathered information and realized that the world had changed to the level of a cataclysm.
‘The world became interesting while I was sleeping.’
After regaining his strength and gathering information, Zharkan gave up on gathering power like in the past.
‘The same methods as in the past do not work.’
New weapons called guns and artillery.
It’s a bit annoying for a master who has reached the peak, but it’s a disaster for the old-fashioned humane tactics of crushing the opponent with quantity.
‘And now that I’ve realized the problem with the strategy I was sticking to, I guess I’ll have to change my direction.’
Zhar Khan tried to handle everything alone, which prevented him from focusing on the special forces that were only targeting him.
Therefore, before he started creating power in earnest, he set out to find talented people to assist him.
His ability is basic, and he has a dignity that does not diminish his dignity, yet he is an obedient person.
It would be difficult to find a person who perfectly possesses all of these things, so he expected it would take decades, but he heard unexpected information and came to the Kingdom of Lucy Archanel.
‘This land is peaceful.’
Zarkhan, who had wandered around the western continent, had the impression that this place was like a different world.
These people spread the evil ideology of democracy, which dares to claim that noble beings and commoners have the same rights, making the lives of commoners more oppressive than hundreds of years ago, while the commoners here had a relaxed expression.
“Hey, there! Please make way for the workers to pass!”
At that time, a man shouted at Zarkhan.
As he had no business seeing the ruler of this kingdom, King God, ‘yet’, he moved on.
After a while, a group of about a dozen skeletons carrying luggage headed somewhere at a brisk pace.
‘They really use the undead.’
The races of other worlds that he had never seen before were strange, but that was it.
However, it was an amazing sight even for Zarkhan that no one showed any disapproval as the undead, criticized and feared by the world, came and went.
In an instant, Zharkan’s eyes changed from brown to blood-red and back to brown again.
In order to examine the skeleton, he used his power briefly and his disguise was released.
‘I don’t understand. Why are we wasting resources on insignificant people?’
The undead are beings that spread morale and death just by existing.
If the living and the dead live together, it is bound to have a negative impact on the living.
However, in this kingdom, a complex magic circle is carved on each undead, permanently preventing them from venting their morale.
To use such a technique on the lowest level undead like skeletons!
It’s like making kimchi stew with the highest quality sirloin beef.
Zharkan could not understand a kingdom that barely used such advanced technology for the benefit of commoners.
To him, commoners are nothing more than preliminary zombies and skeletons that grow on their own.
‘It’s not my place to interfere. If a fool like God King were the ruler, it would only be easier for this side.’
If you use this technology to strengthen your power, you can create an elite corps even in your prime.
The longer an idiot who uses such technology to make the people more comfortable stays in power, the more advantageous he is.
‘And I have a different goal.’
Zarkhan smiled as he looked at the palace.
‘Vanness Cameldion Vlad Viteran. A vampire lord from another world. Even if it’s only half the rumor, it’s enough to be my companion.’
The power and grace of being the queen of a kingdom.
An obedient castle obeying the new queen who defeated her own.
Even though the world is different, a vampire is just like you.
And even the part about being a woman.
Zarkhan decided to accept Vaneth, who had such perfect conditions, as a companion rather than a subordinate.
‘She, too, would like to escape the life of being flaunted as the God King’s trophy.’
A joint wedding that is still used to undermine the morality of the God King.
The eccentric act of taking as wives all the mothers and daughters of the Karaiden family and the adoptive mother he had registered with the Raiblim family shocked the entire Western Continent.
It was the birth of a genealogy that shocked even Zharkan, who had seen everything, so how could anyone else be appalled.
But even though the other women didn’t know, Barnes was clearly the ‘booty’.
A trophy to show off that she can defeat this woman and even sway her fate at will.
Zhar Khan had no doubt that she would swear her obedience if she faced a real king like herself, rather than the crazy man beneath her.
* * * * * *
A few weeks later.
Zharkan appeared in a dark palace where the clouds had covered even a ray of light.
She moves with confident steps that can hardly be considered stealth, but as a member of the dark clan, there is no sign of anything.
‘The outer wall is heavily defended, but the inside is easily breached. Are they people whose brains are steeped in peace?’
If it were her, she would have covered both the exterior and interior of the palace with guards and trap magic.
After laughing at the god king’s foolishness, he headed to a place where he could feel the energy of his people, which was different yet similar and contradictory.
‘Still, I have to admit what I have to admit. I can’t defeat the God King now.’
He acknowledged that he could not defeat the God King, but there was no trace of impatience in his actions.
A confident yet light gait as if walking through one’s own palace.
The reason he can come forward so confidently is that he confirmed that there is no god-king.
‘The God King regularly disappears somewhere every 3–4 days, spends a day, and then returns. I’m curious about where he is and what he’s doing, but meeting Barnes is my top priority right now.
The red eyes moved gently in the darkness, but stopped shortly after.
This is because blood-red eyes with slightly lowered eye corners, giving a soft impression, blocked Zarkhan’s path.
“The babies are sleeping inside. I will let you go quietly now, so please step back.”
‘Strong.’
Zar-Khan sensed that the vampire dressed as a maid holding her halberd was powerful.
‘Is this woman Barnes? She’s a little different from what I heard.
Unlike other women, Barnes has little external activity.
Zhar Khan, who thought that her little information was the result of adapting it from the mouths of ignorant commoners, spread her own energy.
“I am also a vampire like you. To be exact, I am a vampire of this world.”
“What is your reason for explaining that to me?”
“Isn’t it frustrating? Even though you have that much power, you become a trophy for the God King, and you end up serving as a slave in a place like this.”
Zharkan, who was convinced that a strong person like this was Vaneth, recited a line he had prepared in advance to persuade him.
“Be mine. Let the great blood relatives of the two worlds join hands, rule this world, and enjoy an eternal blood banquet.”
After tearing up hundreds or thousands of worms and remembering the taste of freshly released skin, he was confident that he would also be tempted by his opponent.
“I’m not interested.”
“… What?”
“And because they are greedy for something as insignificant as blood, they are compared to mosquitoes and the like by humans.”
“?”
Is blood insignificant?
Is this the sound that came from the mouth of a vampire?
Zarkhan’s face, which never lost his cool and dignity under any circumstances, was distorted with despair.
“I like this place. Receiving the master’s grace and taking care of the babies makes me feel happy and fulfilled every day.”
“It’s disappointing. You’re not at the level of obedience, but rather slavish. And yet you’re a kin of the great darkness.”
I had considered the possibility that Barnes might refuse.
I expected him to be in some degree of helplessness, but the murderous look in Zarkhan’s eyes, which I had never imagined was so consumed with slave mentality, was revealed.
“Even if they are from another dimension, blood relatives are blood relatives. We cannot afford to see such a being living a shameful life as a trophy of the God King.”
Vaneth(?), Who raised his halberd in response to Zarkan’s death, unleashed magic power with a hand gesture.
Then, the magic circle hidden on the wall began to glow and absorb the surrounding sounds.
Originally, magic circles were used for ‘various’ purposes.
“You can’t make the babies wake up.”
“To think like that even in this situation. This is disgusting.”
Zhar Khan, who no longer wanted to talk to her, rushed at her, creating a sword that seemed to be made of her shadow.
“Hot!”
A woman fighting back with her spirit and swinging her halberd.
Squeak!
“Laughs!?”
The moment the halberd and her shadow sword collided, the halberd cut off the shadow and cut into Zar Khan’s body.
He narrowly avoided the distance and was astonished by the unbelievable sight.
“Holy, divine power!? How can a blood relative have divine power!”
Of course, undead can also use divine power if they become a member of a specific evil god.
However, the divine power in the halberd is not dark and destructive, but rather has a clear energy similar to that of a good god.
After dodging the opponent’s attack, Zarkhan’s face gradually regained his cool.
‘The movements are regular and stiff. It’s like a new recruit experiencing real combat for the first time after only training and sparring.’
I was shocked at the use of sacred power, but this one’s skills are overwhelming.
Zhar Khan left his doubts behind and swung his shadow sword once again to strike down his opponent.
* * * * * *
“Cough…! Not yet…!”
“You are as persistent as a slave.”
After about ten minutes, the winner was decided.
The appearance of Zharkan, consisting of a woman with various parts cut off and a few vital organs, was simple and clear enough for anyone to see.
‘That’s bizarre. The ability is clearly excellent, but there is almost no practical ability.’
If she had experienced enough combat, she would have suffered significant losses.
‘Originally I would have killed him, but…’
If you had this much ability and potential, the story would be different.
In some ways, slave mentality can also be an advantage.
If you become a master, doesn’t that mean you can handle this slave’s leash as you please?
And even if she takes all of this, there is a reason to go for her.
‘And if you study how to use her divine power… !’
The reason she was sealed by the special forces targeting her was because she was vulnerable to divine power.
When you become a member of the evil god, your weaknesses disappear, but instead you are forced to follow the evil god’s orders.
“Vanness Cameldion Vlad Viteran. If you choose to live as a slave, this body will become your new master.”
“… Huh? I’m Lord Barnes’ maid…?”
“Huh?”
When her Grand Emperor collapsed due to her unexpected truth, Zhar Khan fell into confusion.
‘Chambermaid? A being with this kind of ability?’
A blood relative with the ability and potential to descend on the Western Continent as a new terror if she has enough combat experience is just a maid?
The moment she froze from shock, her injured maid was sucked into her bottom.
“Good job, Marie. Go get treatment.”
“!!”
An elegant voice that makes you feel refreshed and moved.
Zhar Khan, who was immune to her mind control, looked at the owner of her voice as if he was possessed by something about her.
“Oh. Oh, oh, oh…!”
You can feel her ease and elegance, and her eyes seem to be looking down at her even though she is shorter than I.
The majestic face that only those with noble blood can have has thin lines, making even a delicate face look strong.
Armed with red armor, she gives the impression of both the dignity of a high-ranking blood relative and the face of a supreme commander ready to go to the front at any time.
Although she is immune to sunlight, Zhar Khan instinctively hates light itself, but to Vaneth, she was like the moonlight that illuminates the darkness.
“If you come any closer, I will cut you down.”
Sirin, who is guarding Barnes, also has the appearance of a knight who embodies her loyalty.
Zarkhan felt that even Sirin’s appearance was the charm of Vaneth.
It is also the king’s ability to have her loyal subjects.
“They invaded the castle targeting me from the beginning.”
“That’s right. It’s to welcome you as my companion.”
Zhar Khan’s voice became much more passionate than when he solicited her maid named Marie.
“Isn’t it unfair? You have noble blood that makes you worthy of being a queen. You are rotting away as the spoils of the God King! Take my hand, Vaneth. If it were you and me, we would never dream of a world ruled by dark blood. No!”
“I see. But I have a child with the God King. What will you do with that child?”
Vaneth was troubled by Zhar Khan’s suggestion, and he asked about the disposition of the child he had given birth to.
“Ah, if you’re worried about the body being dirty, it’s okay! For your sake, I will personally deal with the child who inherited the God King’s dirty blood!”
I have no hobby of messing with children, but I will do anything to get Barnes.
She thought so and confidently shouted.
“… I thought about what to do with you. Thanks to you, I knew ‘how far’ I should go.”
“Huh? What is that…”
Zarkhan, who was enamored with Vaneth’s charm, was slower than usual to turn his head and could not immediately understand the meaning of what she said.
Regardless of his reaction, she took out her blood-red halberd and swung it with the intention of turning him into a piece of meat.
