After they escaped the lockdown city, they went to a small town far from big cities. At places like this, there were no hunters. Siegfried was already on the list, and hunters know his face, so he couldn't walk around in big cities, but in small towns like this, he could. Plus there were more vampires here.
Though it was out of urgency they went there. If it wasn't, they could have gone further just to be safe. It was just there when Karna needed it. "My heat is coming," Karna said, he could sense the changes in his own body. He looked at Siegfried who was carrying their bags. Even though Karna had said he could carry his own, but Siegfried just took it from him. "I want a room, if that is fine."
Siegfried nodded at that. A room would be necessary for the heat period. "Let's rent a room," Siegfried said, and they walked to the an inn.
Surprisingly, the innkeeper was a vampire. "Lord Siegfried!?" The innkeeper smiled so wide when he saw Siegfried entered his inn. "I am truly happy to see you again!"
He was a vampire that Siegfried has saved from the hunters some time ago. He thanked so many times that it was a little awkward for both of them. "A room? Of course!" The innkeeper quickly handed them a key to his best room. "Stay as long as you want, my lord!"
Siegfried wanted to pay but he refused it. He was insisting on letting them use the room for free. Karna smiled at the scene. He knew Siegfried was a traveler, and he had helped many people. But seeing directly how people remembered him this way was just nice.
"Mister innkeeper, can I use your phone?" Karna asked. Siegfried glanced to him with the key on his hand.
"Sure. Yes," the innkeeper handed Karna his old rounded phone.
Karna smiled and thanked him. Then he dialed his friend's number. Cu must be worried sick by now. Karna waited until the line connected and the other side picked up. Cu's voice was there, he was yawning. He had just woken up. It was just 7 am after all. "Cu, it's me."
"Wait, Karna!? Man, you're okay!? Saw the news about the extermination ended. Thank goodness you're fine." Cu sounded very relieved. "Where are you now?"
"I am at the southern region. I will be here for some more time." Karna said as Siegfried watched him. His sun was smiling. Siegfried was proud to see Karna had a friend whom he can talk with like that.
"Did you met Siegfried?"
Karna smiled as he glanced to Siegfried. "Ah, he's right beside me."
Cu then talked about how the hunter's activities getting toned down. Everything was safe and he talked about the anime. The shop was doing okay though it was a little lonely that Cu had to be alone there. And then Cu asked the question, "When are you coming back?" His voice sounded hopeful.
"I don't know," Karna said as he frowned a little. "Maybe not in anytime near." He could go back, but Siegfried couldn't. He was a wanted vampire, he lived his life moving from a place to another place. Avoiding big cities and hunters. Sure he wanted to see Cu, but he didn't want to leave Siegfried.
"I see. Then that can't be helped eh?" Cu sounded fairly normal. "Well, I'm sure we will see each other again in the future." There was no need to rush. They had a long time to go, surely they would meet again. "Just remember to call me sometimes, and you really should learn how to use a smartphone!"
Karna chuckled at that. "I'll try," he said. Karna sucked at technology. He was just really bad at it. Smartphones were a stranger to him despite everyone in his surrounding was using it all the time. "But I can't promise you." Karna added, he was a man of his words. He won't say he could if he couldn't do it.
After done with the call, they went to their room. And it was a double bedroom. The innkeeper must have thought they were lovers. He wasn't exactly wrong though. But it was embarrassing. Karna and Siegfried both blushed a little when they entered the room.
They sat on the bed side by side in silence until Siegfried spoke up. "That was your friend?" Siegfried asked about the phone call from earlier.
"Ah," Karna nodded and smiled. "His name is Cu Chulainn. He's fun, you will like him." Karna talked about his friend in good light. Then Karna talked about their hobby, and they run a flower shop together. Cu was a pureblood and younger than him, but Cu wasn't interested in power or politics. He was only into mangas, games, and movies. Karna talked about how Cu was faster than him. And that he was an Alpha. Siegfried was a bit uncomfortable with that, his jealousy was rising again. But he had let it pass. Cu was Karna's friend after all.
"I see, I am glad you've made friends." Siegfried nodded in response and then he raised his hand, he patted Karna's head again, eyes closed as he enjoy the feeling. Siegfried does this everyday. He needed to charge his head pat meter.
After the head pat, Siegfried got up. "Then, I will be outside," Siegfried said as he held onto the doorknob.
Karna was slightly confused. "You're not staying with me?" Did Siegfried not want to mate with him? But why? Karna was sure Siegfried liked him. Siegfried showed it in many actions. They already had sex couples of time too, so Karna really didn't see the reason.
"No," Siegfried shook his head, looking back to Karna. "That will be dangerous."
"Why?" Karna asked bluntly. "You don't want to mate me?" He said and frowned. While there wasn't any real change in his expression. Karna was mostly flat faced, but for Siegfried the disappointment was clear. Karna was expecting him to stay.
Siegfried's expression turned a bit worried. He didn't want Karna to get the wrong idea. "No, it's not that I don't want to mate you." Siegfried explained as he returned to the bed and sit down. He grabbed on Karna's arms. "I just don't want to risk it."
"Risk what?" Karna asked again, still not getting why Siegfried was so afraid with his heat.
Siegfried let go of the arms and he looked a bit red as he looked away. "Getting... you pregnant..." Siegfried was an alpha, a pureblood on top of that. If he did mate Karna on his heat, it was a quite a big chance that it will result in pregnancy.
"But I don't mind that," Karna replied. If he had a child then that would be nice. He always wanted one. It was just he didn't have a partner until now. "You don't like children?" Karna then asked the question that passed his mind.
This was getting more complex. Siegfried was thinking so hard how to explain. He thought his communication skills had improved but he still had a hard time. "No, I like children!" Siegfried said and he looked to Karna with a little sad expression. "I am just not quite sure if I should have my own," he looked down and touched Karna's hand.
Karna looked away from Siegfried to the wall in front of him. A bit disappointed, but if Siegfried didn't want one then Karna was fine with that. "If you said so then it can't be helped," Karna said and he got up. "But there's no need for you to leave. I'll take the bathroom." Karna said as he entered the bathroom and closed the door.
Siegfried knocked on the door. "You should take the bed, Karna. Staying there is bad."
"I'm fine," Karna said, his voice echoes a bit because of the small room. He sat on the ceramics floor, laying his back on the bathtub. "I will need cold water to calm down." He added.
"But still," Siegfried tried to reason. But he was stopped when he started to sense the smell of heat leaking out from the door. It was a small leak but it was arousing enough. Siegfried decided to walk away. He sat at the bed. All he could do now was wait.
Karna turned on the water. He filled the tub with cold water. He undressed and soaked himself in the tub. The cold water helped him lower his own body temperature. He closed his eyes as he felt his member hard and his ass getting the tingly feeling.
At first, Karna tried not to masturbate and simply hoped the water was enough. But it wasn't. He left the tub and sat outside it. He started to rub his front.
Usually, that was what he does when he got his heat. But since he had sex with Siegfried, his body had learned the pleasure from being fucked. He felt this was no longer enough. He wanted something big inside. Siegfried's huge thing seemed perfect for that. No, Karna really wanted that. And he was already wet and ready, it would feel amazing. Just by thinking about it, Karna felt himself grow even wetter.
But still, Karna didn't want to force Siegfried just because of his desires. If Siegfried said no, then it was a no. He will deal with this alone, like always.
But as hours passed, Karna kept rubbing his dicks He actively avoided touching his behind, even though he was dying for touches there. He started to feel so sad and lonely. He wanted Siegfried so badly.
Back then, Karna was alone so he hadn't had anyone he wanted. He would just touch himself and waited it to pass. Even though he felt a bit lonely. But now, he just wanted to cry. So lonely. His chest felt so heavy. Siegfried was right outside yet he couldn't go to him. Being so horny and so sad at the same times was so unbearable.
Karna couldn't hold it anymore. His insides were throbbing, it needed a penetration. He reluctantly pushed his fingers inside. It felt good and that made him came. He pushed his fingers in and out, trying to make himself feel good so he could stop being so melancholic. He hated this. He didn't want to bother Siegfried just for his stupid body condition.
Siegfried was concentrating on calming himself as he waited. He tried not to be affected by the leaking pheromones. And then he heard that noise. His sun was sobbing, though lightly. He was trying to keep it as silent as possible so that Siegfried didn't have hear to that.
Siegfried's chest hurt. Hearing that sobs had made him so sad. It was hard to breathe. His sun wanted him so badly yet he was too much a coward. He was disgusted with his own cowardice.
Siegfried walked to the door, he stood right outside and Karna could feel it. "Karna," Siegfried called for the sun.
"I... am fine," Karna said in between his hot breath. "You can leave if you want to." He said as he tried to keep his voice as flat as he could. He really meant it. Karna realized that his smell must have leaked out. Telling Siegfried to stay in the room was a cruel request.
"Sumanai," Siegfried apologized. "I'll stay here." Then he walked away. He sat on the bed again. Leaving Karna was a thing he couldn't do.
And by the time midnight came, Karna's stress had affected his body. He was still horny, and he was still masturbating. Still rubbing his dick and fingering himself as his juices were overflowing. But his stomach felt bad. He stopped his activity and went to the toilet. He opened the cap and puked out some water.
Of course that all was heard by Siegfried and that worried him even more.
Karna stopped masturbating himself, even though he was still turned on. It was just his hands had gotten sore, and he was tired. Masturbating for 14 hours straight was agonizing. Especially for Karna, it felt more like an eternity. He laid on his side, looking very empty. It started as loneliness and sadness for not getting attention from his lover. Now it was just empty and uncomfortable feeling.
His mind kept telling him to get out and seek relief from Siegfried. He was on heat and Siegfried wouldn't be able to resist him. He could have what he wanted so badly. Siegfried inside him. It must feel amazing. Just by thinking about it made Karna droll. No. No. I can't do that.
Karna went to sleep on the cold floor like that. He woke up a few hours later. He had to touch himself again. And it reminded him of Siegfried's gentle touches. Ah, he missed that so much. He needed that. He wanted Siegfried's seed. Karna thought about it as he touched his own stomach. Imagining how nice it would feel while he rubbed himself.
So far they had sex for a few times and Siegfried never came inside him. He pulled out every time. Even though without the heat, the chance if getting pregnant was very low, almost impossible. Siegfried didn't want to risk it. Thinking about that made Karna felt so pathethic. If only he wasn't born an omega, he didn't have to feel like this. But if he wasn't an omega, Karna doubt Siegfried would like him. Karna wanted to have Siegfried's child.
Karna understood where Siegfried got that mindset. He had experienced too many pain that he was afraid to produce offspring. Karna supposedly understood that, and he comply to that wish. But that was as Karna. The omega inside him wasn't feeling that good, no, it was screaming for being denied from his natural wish.
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That continued for 4 days until finally, his Karna's heat period ended. He masturbated the whole time and Siegfried was waiting there. He never left the room.
He passed the day an night listening to Karna's agony. He puked and cried a few times. Karna tried to tone down that a lot. But he failed.
Karna came out from the bathroom looking awful. He came out naked and wet, he bathed himself to get rid of the smell. He had eye bags and he looked so tired. His expression was neutral like usual, but his eyes seemed pissed.
"Karna," Siegfried called as he walked closer. "Bite me. You haven't drink for days." Siegfried offered some blood.
Karna didn't accept it. He pushed Siegfried weakly with his hand. That hand was cold like ice. "I'm fine," he said as he walked to his bag. He grabbed his clothes and dressed himself. "When are we leaving?" Karna then asked after he got fully dressed.
"There's no need to rush," Siegfried felt guilty. He had totally messed up this time. He feared Karna might leave him now. "Get some rest," Siegfried said, forcing a smile to make the mood less tense.
Karna raised his brows as he looked at Siegfried. "I'm fine. I had slept enough." Karna said. It was the truth. He slept a lot in there. Siegfried must have stayed awake the whole time. Karna felt bad for making Siegfried through that. "I'm sorry. Are you okay, Siegfried?"
"Yeah. I'm fine," Siegfried nodded. "Karna, can I pat you?" He asked slowly as if he was afraid of rejection.
"Ah," Karna give the ok and Siegfried put his hand on that white hair. It was still wet, but Siegfried still liked it. Siegfried was glad Karna didn't reject him.
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Days after that, they continued their travel. This time they were camping out. The night was cold and they built a fire camp for the warmth. The light was an extra, they don't really need it.
But their relationship was a bit strained since the heat. Mostly because Siegfried didn't know how to deal with it. Karna was fine though. He did feel a bit disappointed but it was fine. Other than that, they were talking like usual. But Siegfried hadn't been touching Karna. So it was a little uneasy for Karna.
Karna decided he must take an action to help Siegfried. He sat on the huge man's lap and kissed him. Warmth of the fire was nice on his back. "I want to do it," Karna stated as he stared into Siegfried's eyes. By it, he meant sex.
Karna undid his pants and started to finger himself. "Haaa..." he moaned as his own fingers moved inside him. Siegfried watched as his heart beat faster. It was usually Siegfried who did the prep. This was the first time Karna did it himself.
Siegfried was amazed that in a short time an inexperienced man could be so sexually enticing. Siegfried gulped as he watched.
After Karna felt it was wet enough, he pulled out Siegfried dick. He was already hard by watching. Karna smirked as he sat onto the dick slowly. Taking it inside him. And it went all in.
Karna touched the small bulge from his stomach that was Siegfried's huge dick. "You're too big..." he was breathless as he spoke. Taking the whole thing inside was quite the effort. Especially after days not doing it.
"Sumanai... there's nothing I can do about it." Siegfried apologized and smiled under Karna.
Karna was the initiator and the one who would serve. He moved up and down, taking the dick as he moaned. It felt good. Karna could never get enough of this. "Hnnghh... you're good..." Karna said under his breath as he moved up and down.
Siegfried grabbed Karna's arm, pulling him down for a passionate kiss while his hip does the business. Their tongue touched each other and sought more pleasure. Siegfried's hand went down and stroke Karna's dick.
"Mhmmm..." Karna moaned more as he felt he was close. He came thanks to the strokes.
Karna let Siegfried stayed inside for longer until he felt Siegfried was getting close. Then Karna pulled that dick out of him. His face went down and he licked the dick, then putting it inside his mouth.
That was his first time and Karna did a pretty bad job. But Siegfried was still happy that Karna wanted to do that for him.
Then Siegfried came. He shot on Karna's face, some of his cum entered Karna's eyes. "Sumanai!" Siegfried quickly wiped that thick fluid away with his handkerchief.
Karna smirked in response. "I love you, Siegfried." He said and then he kissed Siegfried's forehead.
"I love you too," Siegfried replied with a sad smile. "I'm sorry for being selfish."
Karna shook his head. "It's understandable."
Karna left the lap and wiped himself. Then he fixed his own pants. After that, he returned to the lap for a long cuddle.
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The inn's door sign was closed even though it was a business day.
Blood was splattered on the wooden floor. The innkeeper was screaming in pain as his newly grown thumb getting catted again. He had lost count how many time his fingers were cut one by one. In front of him was a dark-skinned hunter. He was sitting in on the chair as he watched the vampire. That hunter was holding a knife smeared with the innkeeper's blood.
Next to the hunter was a round table. Two bowls were on top of it. One bowl was fully filled by his fingers. The other one was half full. The innkeeper had tried to keep his mouth shut for 4 hours. But the pain was unbearable.
"Siegfried was here, right? Was he alone or with someone?" The question was asked by the hunter. It didn't sound like interrogating, the hunter spoke in an enjoyable tone. As if he was joking with a friend.
The innkeeper looked at the hunter in horror. How many fingers had been cut? How many times he had screamed? The hunter simply watched with a small grin. He was enjoying the torture.
Arjuna waited for 20 more seconds. The innkeeper still didn't answer his question. But the innkeeper was out of fingers already. He probably wouldn't regenerate them anymore for some time.
"Hmm... seems like we need to cut something else now," Arjuna watched the face of horror as he thought which part to cut. "We can't cut your tongue, right? You can't speak without one."
Arjuna the smirked. He got the idea. He cut off the ear now. The innkeeper screamed as he held his ear with his finger-less hand. "Do you remember anything now?" Arjuna asked with a very friendly smile.
The innkeeper didn't want to sell out Siegfried who had saved his life. If only this hunter would kill him. "Kill me... please!" He begged as he cried.
"I will," Arjuna cut another ear of the innkeeper as he spoke. "That's once you tell me what I want to hear."
The innkeeper's body could no longer keep up with it. He had stopped regrowing parts of his body. His wounds wouldn't close and it hurt so much. "Kill me, please! Kill me!"
"I understand," Arjuna sighed. "You must be hungry right?" Arjuna said as he grabbed the full bowl of fingers and shoved it on the innkeeper's face. "Eat that, then you can regenerate. I am not done yet."
The innkeeper couldn't eat his own fingers. He cried begging for his death more. "Please don't! Just kill me!"
Arjuna was done with cutting. He couldn't afford it if this man died. He put down his knife on the table. He crossed his fingers as he looked down to the loathed vampire. "I did some research about you before," Arjuna said behind his hands. "Your grandson just had a daughter, right? Nice isn't it?" Arjuna smiled nicely. "Don't you think it'll be sad if they die?"
The innkeeper looked up in horror. "They are humans!" He yelled.
"It's for the greater good of humanity. A death of a family is a cheap price to pay," Arjuna chuckled, enjoying the vampire's pathetic face. "Though, you can prevent that. It's really up to your choice. Will you save them?"
The innkeeper cried more. He didn't want to betray his lord. But his grandson's family was in danger. Sorry, Lord Siegfried. "He was with another pureblood..."
"What is his name?"
"Karna..."
Amused Arjuna grinned. "Hoho, how long did they stay here?" He asked, finally the stubborn vampire would speak.
"Five days..." the vampire in keeper answered in broken voice.
Arjuna had a few scenario in his head. Siegfried was hard to track because he didn't stay in one place more than three days. Him staying more than that meant something. Something happened. Then he thought of the worse one that could come into his head. "Tell me, is this Karna an omega?"
"...yes" the innkeeper nodded.
"In heat?" Arjuna added another question to clear his suspicion.
The innkeeper nodded again.
Then Arjuna started to laugh. He laughed maniacally as he covered his mouth. "Kuhahahahahaha!" He laughed so hard that he had to wipe the tears with his finger. "Sorry," Arjuna apologized after he faked a cough. "I was just overthinking."
The innkeeper watched in fear. This hunter has lost his mind. This man was crazy.
Arjuna then continued speaking. "If that's true, then they will be poping some more trash soon... ahhh," Arjuna groaned and then sighed when he think about how busy he will get from now on. "We need to kill that cockroach before it lay eggs."
Arjuna got up from the chair. He looked down to the innkeeper as he smiled. "Thank you for your co-operation."
Then Arjuna pulled out a gun and shot it twice on the vampire's head. He returned his gun back to its place and he pulled his sleeve up a little and looked at his watch. He need to make sure that this trash was really dead.
120 seconds had passed. The innkeeper was dead.
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"Well, long time no see," Tristan was outside of Merlin's cell. He looked inside by opening the small window at the door. The dark room was a bit lit now. "I see you've fallen quite low," Tristan said as he smiled to the once troublemaker turned prisoner.
"Oya? Tristan," Merin looked up to the window. His hands were inside the connected sleeves, the usual prisoner outfit. "Are you here to ask me questions like the others?"
"Haha," Tristan laughed. "That too. But I actually come to laugh at you."
"Pfft— haha!" Merlin laughed at that. He got up from his hard bed and walked to the door with his bare feet. Gazing into Tristan directly while he was in the dark side. "Still a fun person as ever, aren't you?" Merlin smiled innocently at the red-haired hunter. "Then, what is your question?" Merlin asked to the point.
Tristan pulled up a picture to the window. "Do you know this person?"
Merlin looked at that picture with a flat face. Of course he knew that person. That person was the one who indirectly sent him to this prison cell. "Ah, of course~," Merlin answered cheerfully. "I am amazed. You hunters actually do your jobs~ I've changed my opinion."
Tristan chuckled in response. Unlike other hunters, Tristan was way more eccentric. Galahad was pretty eccentric himself, but Tristan was weirder. Probably he was the only one who could chat with Merlin like that. "Well, thank you for your praise," he paused a moment to smile. "Then, can you tell me more about this person?"
"Hmm, what do you get me today?" Merlin asked. He always needed something to be consumed or else he won't answer anything. The hunters were shocked when they know Merlin was a halfling and he ate human food. They probably changed a few of their rules now since they know half-humans do exists.
Tristan shoved a bag inside the cell. Merlin accepted it and he go sat on the bed. He opened it easily even when his hands were in the sleeve. It was a strawberry jam roll cake. One of Merlin's favorite. "That man is Solomon. One of the ancients, and the one who almost killed me." Merlin answered with a grin at Tristan.
"Solomon..?" Tristan was in disbelief. "He's dead."
"Ah," Merlin confirmed. "On the record yes he is dead. But no one actually ever seen his corpse, right?"
Tristan snorted. "He was supposed to be dead by his last battle with Gilgamesh and Ozymandias 270 years ago." He said as he took out a note and a pen. Ready to write anything Merlin would tell him. "What's more about him?"
Merlin wanted to eat the cake but he had to eat it like a dog because he couldn't use his hands. But then didn't want others to see him eat, so he decided to save it for later. He shoved the cake away and then he crossed his legs. "Oh well, I don't really know much about him. Pretty much what I know is the same as hunter's record... But from what I know he used to have a human lover around 300 years ago."
"What happened to that human?" Tristan asked. The topic interested him.
"Must be dead by now," Merlin shrugged in discomfort. The prison clothes were the worst quality he had ever worn in his life.
"Did Solomon not turn him?"
Merlin sighed. "I don't know... don't treat me like I am an all-knowing god! You hunters just keep expecting me to know everything!"
Tristan sighed. Another dead end. "Well then, enjoy your cake," Tristan said and he closed the window. Leaving Merlin to eat his roll cake like a dog.
That picture of Solomon was sent by Gawain 3 weeks ago. That was 2 weeks before the extermination operation. Right before his disappearance. He was tracking Siegfried but somehow changed his target without giving reports. Or maybe someone sabotaged his reports? Tristan was quite suspicious of Agravain at this point. Ever since that, a search for Gawain was done but no one found him. Not even a single trace of him was found.
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Such high-quality meat would be a waste if it was cooked to well done. Moriarty decided to grill the only outer parts. Making it crispy outside, and soft juicy inside.
He had drained the blood before he butchered Gil's body. Why eat both when you can save one for later?
Moriarty grilled two pieces of steak. One for him, one for his guest.
After he felt the outside was good enough, Moriarty picked the delicious steak with the grabber, he garnished the meat with some baby blood on the top. And then he splattered some of it around, for the sake of art.
Both plates were nicely decorated. Moriarty served the steak to his guest and himself. They both sat at the outdoor terrace. "Please eat while it's still warm," Moriarty said with a smile as he poured blood wine to his guest.
"Does imitating human gives you fun, Moriarty?" The guest, Solomon asked as he looked down to the meal served. "What's the point on cooking Gilgamesh?"
"I am originally a human, Lord Solomon. I enjoy cooking," Moriarty said as he picked his knife and fork, and started digging on the steak with elegance. He used the thigh meat for this. "I heard your human lover used to be a cook as well."
Solomon didn't like it when people talk about his past, so he didn't respond to Moriarty's statement about his human lover. He also didn't know how to use utensils, so he used the fork to stab it and pick the meat up to his mouth. It was indeed delicious. The crispy layer outside sure made it more enjoyable.
"About our previous talk, my lord," Moriarty wanted to continue his words but he got rejected instantly by Solomon.
"I am not interested to be a king. Try someone else." Solomon said plainly. There was no expression on his face. But there was a slight sense of hostility. As if he would kill Moriarty if he kept pressing the matter.
Moriarty nodded. "I understand, Lord."
Solomon the raised a question. "About that hunter that tailed me, did you clean him?"
"Of course, there's no problem. I've deleted all the traces he made." Moriarty said as he finished the last piece of his steak, and he proceeded to drink his blood-wine. "I have gotten rid of his body as well." He ended that question with a sly smile. Moriarty was drinking him in his glass. That blonde hunter was quite delicious.
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"I heard you've been searching for Gawain again," Holmes said as he sat at his living room, he moved picked up his bishop piece and removed it from the board. "Moriarty had taken care of him." Holmes glanced to the teen that sat across him. "Give up. You won't even find his corpse."
Galahad picked his tea and drank it. It wasn't that good but better than nothing. Galahad wasn't a cold person. He was very angry when Gawain got killed, he even personally searched for the remains. But nothing was found. Not even a drop of blood was left from Gawain. Only a picture that was sent via email, no subject or any words, probably it was urgently sent on his last breath.
"Merlin said something about Solomon," Galahad said as he looked to the chessboard, and then to the bishop that got removed. Galahad realized he was simply another piece in the board. And just like the bishop, he will be taken out sooner or later.
"Solomon?" Holmes rest his back on the seat and he clapped his hands together. "Interesting. That make senses," Holmes was connecting all the dots he could connect and he read the situation. "Well, Gilgamesh should be a steak by now. Moriarty wanted someone to sit on the throne. He probably had aimed Solomon since the beginning."
"Why? Moriarty already controlled most of the underworld." Galahad asked, his 14-years-old logic didn't understand that. Gilgamesh might be strong but it had been Moriarty who controlled. Moriarty was the real leader of vampires. "Why would he need to install a new king? Wouldn't it be easier for him if he became the king instead?"
Holmes smirked as he gazed into the young man's eyes. "Just like you who are currently the symbol of hope for the future of humanity, the vampires also need something like that," Holmes smiled to Galahad as he spoke. "Even if it's just a figurehead, masses need something to look upon. And for vampires, that must be a pureblood."
"I don't understand," Galahad shook his head.
Holmes chuckled as he put down his hands. "Seriously, can you imagine Moriarty as the king of vampires? Of course you can't, because that's impossible." Holmes looked at his board once more, and then he moved a knight. "Well, once you're a bit older, you will understand. You're still a kid after all."
For Galahad, Holmes was like a puzzle. Often saying things that Galahad didn't understand. But Holmes might be right, Galahad was still too young. He started killing vampires because of his hobby, and somehow it ended up as his job now. But he didn't feel like it was a wrong choice. He liked to protect people from vampires. People celebrated him as a genius, but inside, he was hollow. None of what people named him was true. His life was just spared.
"How much do you know about Solomon?" Galahad asked.
"Nothing," Holmes shrugged a little. "His existence in this board did fill in a lot of blank, but his motive itself is a question. We need more data before we can touch him." Holmes said as he put a shogi general in the chessboard, there were also two Othello pieces in there.
What a weird game. How do you play that? What about the rules? Galahad didn't understand how the heck Holmes play with that.
Galahad closed his eyes. He was concerned about the situation. Things had rather turned quite bad for the hunters in these last months. "I will try to collect more information," Galahad said and he got up from the seat. He grabbed the document envelope on his right side. "See you then." He said and Holmes bid him a goodbye.
These papers were the reason he worked with Holmes. Basically, Holmes was supplying him with the list to kill. Names of the vampires who harmed or would harm the society.
If Galahad were to borrow Siegfried's words, they were 'evil vampires'.
After Galahad was spared by Siegfried, he started to change his sight on vampires. Maybe not all vampires are evil? Galahad used to hate Tristan a lot because of that guy's lack of hatred towards the vampires. Tristan said he was being professional, doing his job with no hate or like. Galahad shared the same distastes for vampires, like Artoria and Arjuna. And three of them didn't trust Tristan. They don't even talk to him outside mission. Plus Tristan slept all the time when he was in the office. Nowadays, Galahad would like to befriend Tristan. Though they still weren't that close, they had started to talk to each other.
Maybe due to Galahad being famous, Holmes was the one who called out to Galahad. Offering him help. Holmes claimed he wanted to archive co-existence and peace between humans and vampires. Which sounded like a joke to Galahad at first. But Holmes might be able to think of a grand scheme.
Galahad walked out from Holmes's apartment and the sun was high. Galahad looked at the clock tower pointing to 11 am. He could go home for lunch. But before that, Galahad need to get some stuff.
He went to the bookstore. Galahad picked the book he wanted with a happy feeling. He smiled as he paid for it.
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Galahad wanted to slay evil vampires. Galahad may be young and a bit naive. But he was serious about that. The reason he wanted to kill was only one person.
Galahad opened the doors, and a girl quickly ran to hug him. "Onii-chan!"
"I'm back, Mash," Galahad patted his little sister who was 8 years old. "I've bought you the book you wanted."
Mash smiled so wide as she took the bag from her brother. "Thank you, onii-chan!"
Galahad couldn't help but smile at the girl. Galahad would fight the world to protect this girl. If Mash could live in peace, then Galahad would do the dirty work. That's why he made hunter his career. Galahad wished a peaceful future for Mash.
They went to the table for lunch. Mash made it. She had learned how to cook since young age. Because Lancelot was never home, only at some night. He came home and that was to sleep. Galahad once planted GPS on Lancelot only to find out he was sleeping around. "Mash," Galahad called for the girl who was eating.
"What?" She looked up from her meal. Her hand was gripping on her spoon and that looked cute.
"Promise me, you won't read that book at night." Galahad said. Mash had a bad habit on binge reading, that was why she had that glasses even though her age was still one digit. Galahad was worried she would be wearing even thicker glasses when she grew up. "Promise me, you will go to be at 9."
Mash put down her spoon. "You're not coming back tonight, Onii-chan?" The girl asked. She understood what her brother indirectly meant. Mash was a smart girl. She frowned and her smile from earlier was gone.
"Sorry," Galahad said as he nodded. "I have work to do."
"What about daddy?"
Galahad sighed. He just hated Lancelot so much. "Ignore that useless man. He didn't care about us." He said and he continued eating. Thinking about Lancelot made Mash's cooking tasted a little sour.
"Onii-chan," Mash called again. "My birthday is next month." She hoped that Galahad remembered that. Because Lancelot never does.
Galahad smiled as he snorted lightly "I don't forget that."
She smiled brightly. "Please take a day off on my birthday, okay?"
Galahad nodded proudly. "I already dated it. Don't worry, we will go to the amusement park together. Then we can go watch movies." Of course, only two of them. Galahad wouldn't want to see Lancelot on Mash's birthday.
But tonight, Galahad would do some clean-up.
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Chief Hunter, Amakusa Shirou was on his table. He was staring at the hunter standing in front of his. Shirou was a little surprised by Arjuna's report and his proposal. "You're crazy. I cannot approve that!" Shirou instantly rejected.
"But, if another pureblood is to born from two purebloods, the humanity might end," Arjuna plainly said. "That thing might be truly immortal once it is born. Either way, leaving an omega pureblood alive was dangerous."
"But sending you alone is too dangerous. You will die! This is two purebloods you're going after, do you understand!?" Shirou was pissed. Mainly because they had been losing hunters too fast. Losing another hunter, and a good one like Arjuna, was bad. And Shirou had no men to spare that he could send with Arjuna.
Shirou pressed his forehead. His head hurts. "I can't approve this. We don't have enough manpower to kill two purebloods at once." He said and groaned.
"That's why I am going alone, chief." Arjuna's lips formed a smile. As if everything would be okay.
"You'll die," Shirou looked up to Arjuna. He had always believed that Arjuna was a bit goner. All he wanted to do was to kill more vampires. Tristan even offered him a therapist before, though it was totally rejected and since then Arjuna hated Tristan with his whole guts.
"It's for the sake of humanity," Arjuna nodded. "Someone has to do this. Even if you don't approve, I will still go."
Amakusa Shirou sighed. Arjuna was right. Leaving a pureblood omega was a bad idea. Who knows how strong the vampires they could pop out. Not to mention this Karna was supposedly Siegfried's mate. Imagining a vampire born to two almost unkillable purebloods was, honestly, too scary. "I understand. You're going alone," Shirou given up. Arjuna was right. Someone had to do this.
"Thank you very much, chief." Arjuna smiled up as soon as he heard the approval.
"But before that, I have something for you," Shirou said as he got up from his chair and walked to his safe box. He opened it with his combination. He took out two rectangular boxes, one black and one white, and he handed it to Arjuna.
Arjuna opened the boxes. It was bullets, 4 on each of them. Bullets that he had never seen before. "These are..."
"In that black box is SP-bullets...is what Hohenheim called it. His latest creation. You should be able to stop a pureblood's movement for 30 seconds with one shot," Shirou returned to his seat as he spoke. Then he rubbed his head again. "It's still a prototype release though. And that really cost a fortune, so use it wisely."
"Thank you, chief." Arjuna was very happy that he was given such amazing weapon. Now if he really could kill that omega, no, both of them, that would be amazing. Arjuna saved the black box in his pocket.
"The other one was something I don't know why Shakespeare would make," Shirou looked at the white box as he narrowed his eyes. He talked in a disappointed tone. "I should have thought that sending him omegas as samples was a bad idea... that mad scientist."
"What's with these bullets?" Arjuna asked as he looked at the second box. The SP-bullets had such an amazing effects from what Arjuna heard, but this second type of bullets felt a bit weird from Shirou's tone of speaking.
Shirou scratched his hair. "Well, he called it heat-inducing materials. These bullets are only effective on omegas. They mess with the hormones and send the omega into heat state. Thus become easy to kill. Those have no effects on alphas and betas."
Arjuna eyed at the said item. The usage was truly conditional. Some people might see this bullets as plain useless, but not for Arjuna's current mission. Arjuna smiled. This is useful. A pureblood omega might what Karna be, but if he was in heat, then killing him would be like stealing candy from a baby. "Thank you very much, Chief."
"This is your budget," Shirou said as he wrote down some numbers in a piece of paper. And he handed it to Arjuna.
It wasn't as much as Arjuna had expected, but they were in a strain after all. With all the hunters sent to the hospital, there weren't much funds left. But Arjuna would not complain.
"I wish you luck," Shirou said and then Arjuna bowed. This might be the last time I see Arjuna. "Please come back alive."
Arjuna's living reason was to kill vampires. If he died doing that, then he has no regrets. Ever since his family was slaughtered by vampire, all he could think was purging the world from the loathed vampires.
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