Chapter 129: Another worthless death (1/2)

[Gorfard's Mansion]

It happened so fast it was so unexpected, that by the time Sol reacted, everything was already too late.

The two who had killed themselves with a smile on their face as they stabbed their own throat with all their might had been young girls not much older than him.

He even remembered dancing with one of them not long ago, and vividly remembered how thrilled and happy she had been that he accepted to dance with her.

She was a young girl, a seemingly innocent girl who had all her life in front of her, but...All of this had been simply crushed.

In all his life, even if counting his previous one, it was the first time Sol was faced with death in the truest sense.

As he watched the blood flow from their throat to their dresses then the ground, while they collapsed, Sol felt his mind teether in the limit of rationality.

”You…!”

Falling in a short daze, he couldn't help but shout at the vampire woman in front of him. A woman as vicious as she was beautiful who introduced herself under the name of Zehn.

He wanted to ask— why?

He needed to know— how?

He wished to understand...

'I need to get a hold of myself!'

Berating himself in his mind, he forced himself and calmed down his wildly beating heart.

Right now wasn't the moment to fall under the pace of the enemy.

Slowly getting back his bearing, he stopped his hands from shaking and looked at the woman facing him as calmly as possible.

”What is your goal?”

The first and most important thing was assuring the security of most of the people gathered here. He had enough knowledge to understand just how much of a hit it would be to lose the people here.

But he couldn't show how much he cared for them. Otherwise, it would give much more power to the enemy.

”Oh!?”

Zehn raised an eyebrow at this. Even though she was quite sadistic, she hadn't ordered the death of those two girls for nothing.

From what Drei told them, it was quite clear that the prince had awakened an attribute, and as a dragon, even if hybrid, he should have a high resistance or immunity toward a certain kind of magic.

Even without that, the scales and overall endurance of a dragon were nothing to scoff at.

That's why she had wished to break his composure as much as possible before the fight, something that shouldn't have been that hard to accomplish since the prince was clearly a sheltered little kid.

”Seems like we seriously underestimated you. You gained your composure faster than I thought.”

”Answer my question.”

”Hum...What is our goal? What is it indeed?” She tilted her head genuinely confused, ”Hey, Drei, what is our goal again?”

Sol narrowed his eyes and without diverting his attention from her, felt his surroundings.

”Sigh, I already told you that.”

Sol didn't have to turn his head to know that this voice was coming from a few meters behind him. More precisely, from one of the previously controlled people...

It was a middle-aged man wearing a double-breasted suit with a gentlemanly air.

Zehn simply shrugged her shoulders, ”Your plans are too complicated, you know? So I simply stopped listening.”

The man called Drei shook his head as he looked at the vampire affectionately as if he was a grandfather watching his slightly spoiled and unruly granddaughter.

”Remember. Trap the prince with a formation covering the entire mansion. Take hostages and control the prince. Finally, give the prince to our dear friend.”

Sol did not stop this little skit from happening. Even though being disregarded like this was quite humiliating, it helped him gather his bearing and become calmer.

What's more, it was quite informative. In fact, it was very informative.

Firstly, he now knew that this house was surrounded by a protective barrier.

Such a movement should have already alerted the kingdom, so it was just a question of time before they broke through.

Secondly, their codename, Drei, and Zehn. People from this world might not understand, but he did. After all, those were german numbers.

Drei stood for Three and Zehn for ten. If this was so, the leaders of the wings of freedom were at least ten.

What more, one or more of the members of the wings were from his world, or the goddess of chaos had chosen those numbers for them.

Slowly, Sol felt himself relax more and more.

'The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, while the oldest and strongest kind of fear is the fear of the unknown.'

For Sol, those enemies that had been shrouded with shadows were suddenly much less mysterious and dangerous.

While keeping vigilant, he asked, ”So, it seems like you are the one giving orders? Drei, was it? Could you kindly explain what goal you wish to accomplish to me your goal by attacking Lustburg?”

He could feel that this man named Drei had basically no power in him. So he should be an easy target. With his speed, getting to him shouldn't be a problem.

At least in appearances.

'This feels too much like a bait. This is most likely a trap.'

This reminded him of a saying.

If it swims like a duck, quacks like a duck, and looks like a duck, then, it's most likely a duck.

No matter what, they didn't know that he could flee at any moment.

As long as they didn't have this information, he was in a superior position.

Now, he needed to be sure of something,

”Also, dear Duke, could you give us the pleasure to come down? I don't really like how you are watching all this from high up.”

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

”Magnificent! Simply beautiful.”