ăThis is some spot he chose. It certainly seems likely there is prey around here. And itâs suspiciously getting cloudy.ă
I weave through a cluster of trees on my horse.
Even if I consider that Iâm not riding Schwartz, it would have taken me well over an hour to travel from the city.
The forest is also pretty dense and took considerable effort to get through.
ăWell, Iâve never heard him going out to hunt. He might not know of good spots.ă
If he lets me decide next time, Iâll find a better area.
The random horse I chose advances with heavy steps and finally arrives in a clearing.
In the somewhat open space, I hear the sound of rushing water and smell the distinct scent of a waterfall.
There is a cliff at the back and a creek that leads into the waterfall.
My cheeks instinctively relax.
ăHow convenient is it for there to be a creek and a waterfall. It was worth it to carry this.ă
I turn around to check on my baggage, hoping I didnât drop it.
ăââ?ă
I feel bloodlust and brandish my canteen.
Something with weight hits the steel container, sending sparks flying.
ăHey now.ă
I dismount from my horse as I glance at the dagger and my dented canteen.
As if waiting for me to do just that, the patch of grass next to me suddenly rises and I see the glimmer of a blade before it thrusts at me.
I lean my body to the side to avoid the first strike, tilt my head to dodge the second, and parry the flat part of the sword with the palm of my hand.
ăWhatâs all this?ă
I sigh, smiling at my opponent.
It was more of a troubled smile than a provocative or belligerent one.
ăYou surprised me with the sudden attack, Antonio.ă
The one who threw the dagger and swung the adult-sized long sword was Antonio.
He retracts the sword after it was deflected and jumps back, then points the sword at me again.
I retrieve the baggage I didnât mean to throw and brush the grass off.
ăThat thrust was good though. Any other guy would not have been able to dodge it even if you didnât ambush him. Iâm impressed.ă
I smile at Antonio, giving him genuine compliments as he glares at me.
ăââă
He doesnât reply.
He only shifts the tip of his sword, as if trying to wait for an opening.
ăWhy donât we go hunting now? Itâs gotten cloudy and it might rain later. Letâs prepare while we still canââă
Antonio charges at me right as I spread my arms.
The thrust that initially targets my eye changes course at the last second and turns into a slash across my neck.
I carefully watch the incoming thrust before acting, and use the leather hunting glove to block the slash.
As soon as the distance is closed, I feel real bloodlust being emitted.
The horse I rode gets frightened and flees.
ăYou scared the horse away. Itâs going to be a hassle to get it back.ă
I give Antonio a disapproving look.
Surely, he will see me annoyed and be unsure of what to do.
However Antonio doesnât reply.
He jumps backward again, and glares at me, readying another attack.
ăHey Antonio, letâs go hunting. Isnât this enough? If youâd rather not hunt, thenââă
He charges at me.
He will feint a triple thrust and go for a leg sweep, then a punch to the solar plexus with his left hand, then heâll slash down my shoulder when I falterââ
I retreat to avoid the sweep, then catch his fist.
Then I grab his hand before he can swing down his sword.
ăââif you donât want to hunt, Iâve got other things planned. Those activities can be done even if it rains. Although, they might not be considered exercise.ă
Antonio groans for the first time, snatches his hand and jumps back.
ăWhatâs wrong?ă
That sounded pretty miserable.
There was no way I wouldnât know.
I was invited to go hunting by Antonio, who very clearly dislikes me.
This place isnât popular, the way I came is blocked, and there is a waterfall and creek on the other endâŚâŚI havenât lived such a carefree life that I wonât realize whatâs going on from all the signs.
In fact, I realized even earlier.
On the day right after the turmoil with Catherine and Rose, I had sensed bloodlust directed toward me at the dining hall.
ăLetâs stop this. Letâs put aside the trivial matters and play together.ă
ăTrivial, you say!?ă
His piercing scream is followed by a slash.
I knew about it.
But I didnât accept that he would try to kill me for real.
Thatâs why I left my Dual Crater and Keravnos behind despite considering bringing them.
I didnât take Carla or Brynhildr along.
I didnât speak to anyone about where I was going or who I was meeting.
I sweep Antonioâs legs and make him stumble.
ăStop this already.ă
I repeat, looking down at my fallen son.
Antonio once again goes silent.
When I take a step closer, he springs up and aims at my head from below my chin.
I evade his sword by a hairâs breadth, grab his arm and throw him.
Antonio rolls on the ground toward the cliff.
I naturally wanted to run after him, but he landed safely and got back up.
After letting out a big sigh of relief, I smack my forehead and call out to him again.
ăIncredible. Your swordsmanship is unbelievable for a 14 year old. Youâre way stronger than I was when I was your age.ă
Even though itâs forced, I try my best to smile.
ăItâs very impressive. But youâve shown me enough. See the river in front of you, I have something thatâs perfect forââă
He pounces when my eyes shift to my baggage.
My words of praise to Antonio are not lies.
His strength, sword speed and combat tactics which include mixing in feints are not that of a childâs.
If a 14 year old me were to fight him, Iâd be cut down immediately.
I block his downward swing with my canteen, and parry the attack.
He transitions to a spinning sweep, but I hit the origin point of the rotation with my canteen, disturbing his swordsmanship.
Antonio abandons the longsword after swinging at air, draws a one-handed sword hidden on his back, and charges at me.
And right before he slashes, he reaches for a dagger on his waist and throws it.
I predict all of his moves though, catching the dagger, grabbing his sword arm, and then throwing him to the opposite side of the cliff.
He showed wonderful technique yet again, but it wonât work on me.
From a 14 year oldâs point of view, his power, speed, and skill may be overwhelming, but looking at him as an enemy, he doesnât pass the boundary of a slightly formidable foe.
ăWhat ridiculous thing am I thinking about? Heâs not an enemy.ă
I slap my forehead and shout out to him.
ăRight now, you are no match for me. When you are 18 or 20, then you can come back to challenge me. So for nowâŚâŚă
His only response is a frustrated stare.
ăYou really want to fight no matter what?ă
I sigh, and pick up the one-handed sword Antonio dropped.
ăWhy do I have to point a sword at my own kid?ă
What kind of wrong deeds have IâŚâŚactually, Iâve committed quite a few.
Letâs not think about it.
Antonio picks up the longsword he used in the beginning and gets into a stance.
I guess he determined the previous openings he targeted would not be available now that Iâm holding a sword.
I check the state of the sword.
Alright, I know the weight of the short and thin sword.
Iâll just break Antonioâs longsword with this, give him a quick jab in the stomach and head, then take him home.
Antonio inches forward carefully in a standard stance, keeping his sword in front of him and the tip at eye level.
Meanwhile, I raise my sword high.
Itâs not so I can unleash a full-powered strike.
The thing I have to be the most careful about is Antonio impaling himself on my sword using his own strength.
If I lift up my sword, that wonât happen.
My body is full of openings, but I should be fine if I take into account the difference of speed.
Will it be a thrust or a slashâŚâŚmost likely, he will want to start at the furthest point from my sword, which is the bottom left, then slash upward diagonally.
Iâll strike from above and crush his sword.
If my sword remains intact, Iâll use the flat side of the blade, if both our swords break, then Iâll use my fists to knock Antonio out and bring him home.
His intent to kill will probably cool off if I bring him to his family.
Then, we can just have a nice long chat.
ăI purposely brought this for you too.ă
My eyes glance at the baggage on the ground.
Antonio rushes in.
As anticipated, he swings up diagonallyââ
ăââheâs fast.ă
Antonio disappears.
He accelerates faster than my eyes can follow, but I use my instincts to dodge.
ăYouâre kidding.ă
A scooping motion lifts up my leg.
Rather than just my sword, my entire body was lifted, and by the time I realized it, I crashed into the tree ten meters behind me.
I was in a daze for only an instant.
I grit my teeth.
As I bite down, my lip gets cut and the taste of blood enters my mouth.
ăWhy?ă
I look not at Antonio, but within the cluster of trees as I shout.
ăWhy did you do this!?ă
Lightning speed and the brute strength to knock my body around like nothing, those arenât things a kid can gain merely as a result of training.
And most importantly, Antonioâs black eyes are glowing red.
ăWhy what?ă
The voice was as beautiful as a bell.
It had a playful and teasing tone like usual.
ăAre you asking me why I supported Antonio? Or perhapsââă
Drops of rain start to fall from the sky.
The sun is completely gone.
ăYouâre asking me why I turned your son into a vampire?ă
Lucy giggles as she walks across the space between us and over to a rock, where she lays a handkerchief and sits down.
Itâs like sheâs having a picnic and in her mind, not a single thing was out of the ordinary.
ăAntonio.ă
ăâŚâŚwhat?ă
I shake my head and ask Antonio as he glares at me with brilliantly shining eyes.
ăDamn you, did you sleep with Lucy? How did you do it!? How many times!?ă
ăI didnât!! She just made it scatter when sucking my bloodâŚâŚitâs not important right now, is it?ă
Lucy cackles atop the rock.
Antonio runs at me to hide his embarrassment.
When I receive his slash that is several times faster than before, my sword cries out and the bone in my arm creaks.
I promptly shift the weight and parry the sword to the ground.
But Antonio follows up his disrupted balance with a leg sweepâŚâŚor so he fakes and aims for a kick to my torso instead, which I swiftly intercept with an arm, though I get knocked to the ground.
ăThis is it!ă
Antonio rushes forward to deliver the finishing strike.
The moment both his feet lift off, I kick the pit of his stomach and send him back.
ăGeho! Gahh!ă
No matter how strong or fast he is, the moment he becomes airborne, the only thing he can do is thrust. Antonio, who took a direct hit, hunches over on the ground and coughs.
ăHey AntonioâŚâŚdid you know?ă
That strike just now is not to be included as a child no matter how trained you are.
Even if it doesnât kill, itâs strong enough to make you throw up and writhe in agony.
However Antonio gets back up after a few seconds.
Thereâs no mistake.
ăYouâre still 14. What should I say to Catherine?ă
Turning into a vampire is not some magic that makes you stronger.
The price for gaining overwhelming power and eternal life is humanity.
Body temperature, emotion, the ability to procreateâŚâŚyou lose all of that.
To be a vampire is essentially to be dead.
Antonio has died as a human.
When I glare with true bloodlust at Lucy, she just averts her eyes.
ăI knew. I was told persistently that I would not be able to live like a human anymore!ă
ăThen why did you do something so stupid!?ă
Antonio flinches when I yell at him with genuine feelings of anger.
Then he yells back.
ăI canât beat you unless I do this!ă
Those words certainly go straight to my heart.
ăYou really hate me that much? You want to kill me so much you donât mind dying?ă
I thought I was trying in my own way to talk to him.
I guess it failed splendidly.
I take a deep breath and compose myself.
The sound that came out of my mouth was more threatening than expected.
ăAnd what will you do after killing me?ă
Antonio trembles, but answers with bloodlust to hide it along with his words.
ăA king like you, who is constantly infatuated with women and wages wars according to his moods, must be removed or the country will die. All the people will be unhappyââă
ăDonât lie!!ă
I ready my sword and charge forward.
ăWith this power, I wonât lose to you!ă
Antonio receives my downward swing head-on.
His small body slides back as our weapons collide loudly, but his stance doesnât break.
Even when I try pushing my sword, he stops me.
Antonio, confident he can win in a battle of strength, gathers energy in his lower half.
ăWha-!?ă
In that instant, I ease up and back off.
Antonio moves forward to overcome me, but loses his balance due to an abundance of strength and stumbles, allowing me to grab his collar and use his falling momentum to throw him to the ground.
ăGugah!ă
I place my foot on the upper half of his back as he tries to get up.
By suppressing this part, he canât move regardless of how powerful he is.
ăTell me the truth. Or have you forgotten even your own desires?ă
If so, can I forgive Lucy?
She covers her face with her hands, acting scared of me.
I face Antonio and address him again.
I do so while stepping on his back, like Iâm making an entreaty.
ăWe pointed swords at each other as father and son. It would be terrible to fight based on false reasons.ă
Antonio remains silent briefly and I relax my foot.
ăMother isâŚâŚbeautiful.ă
ăYeah, sheâs a lovely woman. She hasnât lost any bit of her beauty since the day I knew her.ă
Why is he stating the obvious?
ăRose has alsoâŚâŚbecome pretty.ă
ăUndoubtedly so. Although sheâs still young, sheâll become more and more beautiful.ă
Thatâs also obvious.
Itâs nice of him to praise his relatives, but I donât get what heâs trying to say.
ăBoth of themâŚâŚare obsessed with you.ă
ăWell, we are husband and wife after all. As for RoseâŚâŚweâll return to having a wholesome relationship. Umu.ă
I hear him grit his teeth.
ăThatâs what I canât stand!ă
Antonio glares at me.
ăDo you know how much mother suffers when you are away from home for trivial reasons?ă
ăMuâŚâŚă
I donât intend to make light of Catherine, but I have other women too so I canât spend every night with her.
Saying that to Antonio who prioritizes his mother is pointless though.
ăMother is a pervert! She pleasures herself every night thinking of you! Some king you are, you should be ashamed to even be a husband!ă
ăâŚâŚso she also did it in front of her son.ă
I was unconsciously pushed back by his passionate speech.
ăBut my mother is not even the worst part. The thing that irks me the most has to do with Rose!ă
Thereâs no excuse for that.
However, itâs not like I forced her.
Rather, I was partially deceived, although telling him would be like pouring oil on the fire.
ăIâŚâŚIâŚâŚă
Yes, letâs talk.
Weâll talk with Catherine and Rose together, trying to kill each other is fruitless.
I think to myself as I remove my foot from Antonioâs back.
ăI was going to make Rose my lover when I turned 16! Weâre only half-siblings so we can still have children. Rose is a pervert in mind and body so I can definitely make her fall if I push her into sleeping with me onceââguaaah!ă
ăWhat a ridiculous thing to say. It made my foot slip and step on you with full force!ă
I thought he was angry at me for disrespecting his family, but thatâs what he is mad about?
ăIâm handsome and my lower half is amazing. Even my practice partner, Sulama, told me sheâd do anything if I make her my lover. Mother as well, if I grew a bit olderâŚâŚI could have taken advantage of how she was agonizing from the scarcity of men andâŚâŚă
In other words, this guyââ
ăI want to make mother and Rose mine. I want to steal them away from someone like you, who only sleeps with them during spare time! Thatâs why Iâm going to beat you!!ă
ăWhat the hellâŚâŚso thatâs how it is.ă
It makes sense, now that I think about it.
When he was a toddler, he was the fastest to learn how to crawl and walk, yet he was the last to wean off of breastfeeding.
He always lost when playing with his sister Rose, but only when they play-wrestled did he attack and use all sorts of throwing moves.
So Antonio wants Catherine and Rose as his women.
Then, as his rival, nothing I say or do would open his heart.
ăI thought you were just hard to please, but you turned out to be quite naughty. Sheâs your mother and your half-sister. What are you thinking, you perverted son!ă
ăItâs because of your blood, incestuous rapist!ă
While I was busy being troubled, Antonio escapes from under by foot.
ăYou shamelessly took Roseâs virginityâŚâŚthe virginity I was going to take! And in such a preposterous place! Iâve been hearing about it nonstop since that day!ă
Antonio springs up and shouts.
Then he lunges with a strike like a thunderclap.
ăThere are plenty of things I want to point out, but you responded with your true feelings.ă
I accept his strike head-on.
I thought the fight would be a full-fledged duel to the death, but both our swords couldnât withstand the force of the clash and shattered into iron scraps.
There was a brief moment of repose after our weapons broke.
I once again smile, thinking the next collision will be the last.
ăAiming for them is fine. I will also do my best not to let them be stolen. If we wait a few years though, I will fade and you will growâŚâŚso why donât we stop now?ă
ăNo. If I wait, Rose will be pregnant. Besides-ă
Antonio stares at me with eyes full of determination.
ăMother and Rose are the most precious to me. I must prioritize them over everything. I canât stand to see them be put below other woman for one more day.ă
I ask if he can accomplish that through my eyes.
I never intended for them to be under anybody.
Itâs just that I canât replace Nonna with Catherine as the legal wife.
Iâm sure I canât regard Catherine higher than Lucy either.
ăThenâŚâŚit canât be helped.ă
Thereâs nothing that can be done if neither of us are willing to yield.
And neither of us want to yield.
This was probably something I wanted to do the least, but itâs unavoidable.
If men have to fight over women, then so be it.
Itâs winner takes all.
ăI brought your weapons, which do you prefer?ă
Lucy presents the Dual Crater and Keravnos, materializing them seemingly from out of nowhere.
She takes one look at my face and giggles, then tosses me the Dual Crater, and Antonio the Keravnos.
Lucy then waves to us and wishes us luck.
Although I have many questions I want to ask, thereâs no time.
Antonio immediately charges with the Keravnos in hand.
He doesnât scream or yell needlessly, and is intent on killing me for real.
I imagine myself being like him in some way, and receive his strike.
We cross weapons in the rain, which has become a total downpour before I knew it.
I deflect the deadly strike he unleashes with his vampire-enhanced strength.
I step in close to his chest before he can return his spear and swing my sword down for a deep diagonal slash.
However Antonio easily dodges, then sweeps the spear in a circle at about knee-height.
Forced into jumping to avoid the attack, my feet leave the ground, and the moment Iâm in the air, a kick targets my side.
I promptly block with an arm, but the force of the kick makes a bone-cracking sound when it lands.
ăYouâre mine!!ă
ăNot necessarily.ă
Antonio pursues a follow-up strike right into the blade of my Dual Crater, which grazes by his face.
A few strands of my bangs get sliced off, and burn away into smoke in the rain.
ăâŚâŚI guess it being over when you show an opening also applies to me.ă
Beads of sweat drip down Antonioâs forehead as he distances himself and lowers his hips in preparation for another strike.
I watch the scorched strands of hair sadly.
You really abandoned a lot so you can challenge me, huh?
I grin, trying not to show my emotions.
ăBut itâs not really a contest if one of us is invincible, is it?ă
I regrip my Dual Crater, maintaining a strained smile.
I think to myself how much of a genius he actually is.
He isnât merely relying on a vampireâs brute strength with his attacks.
Itâs like he has already mastered the Keravnos despite this supposedly being his first time using it.
Itâs the same with utilizing the spearâs characteristic flexibility and copying the tactic of getting your opponent airborne before striking like what I did earlier. He returned the favor by recreating a situation where I canât dodge.
My blade clashes head-on with his spear.
Both weapons arenât regular weapons and donât break.
After a short struggle for supremacy, Antonio and I retreat about an equal distance apart.
ăThis is the result after my best?ă
Maybe the vessel is too good or itâs due to Lucyâs powers but it doesnât feel like Iâm fighting an average vampire.
Heâs on the level of Brynhildr.
He lets out a stream of air and launches a consecutive thrust attack, leveraging the difference in reach between a sword and spear.
Rather than aiming at his targets in a straight line, he purposely warps his stance and sends his spear out like a whip, making his thrusts come out in a curved line.
Although I intercept the first and second thrust, by the third thrust I already start to fall behind, then the fourth thrust grazes me, the fifth thrust gouges my side shallowly, and I judge that I canât take the sixth thrust and have to jump backward, kicking up mud as I do so.
ăIt doesnât look like I can win in speed.ă
To be frank, I canât even follow the spear with my eyes.
I guess the trajectory of his attacks based on his overall movements of his body and trust my instincts to take care of the rest, and yet I canât keep up.
If Antonio figures that out, Iâm sure he can devise a method to put an end to that.
Iâm about equal in terms of strength and I lose to him in speed.
He has an exceptional combat sense and seems to become stronger as the battle progresses.
I wonder how this will turn out if the fight is prolonged.
ăIn any case, it doesnât look like I have time to waste.ă
I gaze up at the sky as the rain showers me.
Thereâs no time. I have to end this quickly.
I check the footing and stand with the cliff behind me.
I invite him to decide the fight in this manner.
ăâŚâŚă
Antonio stands in position to corner me without saying anything, readies his spear and widens his red eyes.
ăFuu.ă
I canât help smiling.
Even though I havenât practiced with him, his stance is exactly like mine.
ăHey, can I ask you one thing?ă
ăâŚâŚwhat?ă
I definitely want to ask this while heâs willing to talk.
ăI heard why you wanted to attack me earlier. But what else do you hate enough to want to kill me?ă
Antonio doesnât change his expression or his posture.
ăIâve reread your atrocities and motherâs past countless times. I still do nowâŚâŚin order to hate you.ă
I see, thatâs good.
ăHere I come!ă
Antonio steps in fiercely.
His foot that pushed off the ground hard enough to crush the earthââslipped on some moss dampened by the rain.
I clutch my Dual Crater tightly and lunge at Antonio as one of his legs lift up.
ăYouâre too obvious!ă
The leg which should have slipped changes direction at lighting speed and becomes a kick aimed at my face.
Since Iâm leaning forward for my thrust, itâs impossible for me to dodge.
Right, itâs too obvious.
Standing in front of a cliff is clearly a disadvantage and with how sharp-sighted he is, he wouldnât have missed me checking out the footing.
Thatâs why I have to make him doubt.
I canât make it easy for him to see through my moves.
In the first place, I kicked up a clod of dirt earlier.
I wouldnât make such deliberate movements to show him that Iâm checking.
ăBe careful next time.ă
I retract the sword I aimed at Antonioâs heart and focus on blocking his kick.
ăI screwed up!?ă
If our strengths are equal, then the outcome between my sword held with both hands and his single leg is evident.
Antonio loses balance for real and staggers.
ăItâs over.ă
ăDamn it! Not yet!ă
I launch an attack from a stable stance with all my strength behind it.
Antonio tries to retaliate in an unbalanced state.
Our respective weapons are swung targeting each otherâs hearts.
There is the sound of flesh tearing, blood squirting, and the clatter of a weapon falling to the groundââ
Antonio stares blankly with his eyes wide open.
Reflected in Antonioâs red eyes is my body with his spear driven through my chest and the tip sticking out of my back, and the Dual Crater which has fallen at my feet is stained with the blood leaking from my wound.
The rain ends and a ray of sunlight peeks out from the clouds.
I reach my now-freed hands toward Antonioâs head, and make sure to pull his hood up.
ăI was the slower one. There was no way around it! No, a fight didnât need to happen! Just a few more minutes and the sun would have came out, then Iââă
ăThatâs why I hurried.ă
I put my hand against Antonioâs cheek as he starts talking rapidly.
It is stained with blood, but that shouldnât matter to a vampire.
ăYou went easy?ă
Of course.
ăWhy? Why didnât you come at me seriously!?ă
Isnât that much obvious?
ăYou, youâre my child.ă
What kind of parent is happy about killing their child?
I didnât want to die.
I just wanted to beat him up and bring him home.
I thought to myself that Iâd rather die than kill this guy, thatâs it.
Even though I tried to suppress it, I ended up coughing up a cup of blood.
By how Iâm remaining conscious, it doesnât seem like his strike was a direct hit on my heart, however with how deep his spear pierced me, the wound is fatal and I donât have much time left.
I hug Antonio.
Now that I think about it, this is the first time Iâm hugging him.
ăProtectâŚyour family. The countryâŚdoesnât matterâŚbut you better protectâŚevery single person in the family.ă
Antonio nods, his eyes moving frantically.
ăBe waryâŚof traitorsâŚhere and thereâŚthe previous king and IâŚafter all.ă
As a vampire, he doesnât have any emotions.
Rather it doesnât seem that way, Iâm relieved.
ăIf youâre going toâŚsleep with themâŚmake sure itâs consensualâŚotherwise theyâll haunt your dickâŚand sing every day.ă
Antonio nods repeatedly.
I wanted to insert a joke, but it didnât work unfortunately.
The intense pain in my chest goes cold.
Well, I think thatâs all the important stuffâŚâŚoh wait, I forgot one last thing.
I pick up the baggage which happens to be at my feet for some reason.
For some reason, itâs as heavy as a clump of iron and my eyes are getting blurry, man this is tough work.
I take out a fishing rod from the bag.
ăThatâsâŚâŚă
ăItâsâŚfor you. I canât do it with you anymoreâŚbut you canâŚfind somebody to do it with.ă
Antonio accepts it with the most dumbfounded look heâs made today.
And then, as if all power left his body, the Keravnos drops from his hand.
Due to the loss of blood, I can no longer stand, and I simply stumble backwards with the spear still in my chest.
I feel my right leg step over the edge of the cliff, then my vision flips upside down.
ăFathââă
The last thing I saw in my dim eyes was a black-eyed Antonio extending his hand toward me.
I mouth the words âDonât worry about itâ, and then my vision goes dark.
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