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The once auspicious day was erased from existence as ugly gray clouds overtook the vibrant blue sky, and harsh gusts silenced the gentle breeze.
The sheets Olivia left out to dry flailed around violently before being abducted by the gusts, but neither she nor Walter moved from their positions. After her long awaited confession, both had become as stone, but the spell was shattered when Walter charged forward and shoved Olivia against a nearby tree.
"…..What….what did you just say?" Walter choked out, his fingers burrowing into her shoulders. "You married….who?"
Olivia winced slightly, but she didn't push him away and instead placed her hands on top of his.
"I married Alucard, Walter." It was easier for her to say it the second time around and hearing the honesty in her voice made Walter wish Olivia had shot him instead.
She was married.
She married that pathetic mongrel.
And she never bothered to tell him.
"Wal—?"
"I don't believe you!" He slammed his hands over his ears, his head pounding like a drum. "He is a bloody vampire and you are a human! How can he be your husband?! It's not possible!"
"I….offered him my blood, Walter." Olivia unbuttoned her collar and brandished the scar on her neck. "When we said our vows and he drank my blood, it became official. He is my husband….and I am his wife."
The ground crumbled beneath him, and his vision became fuzzy as Alucard's laughter echoed in tune with the drum.
"Wal—?"
"Why?!" Walter yanked her forward by the front of her blouse. "Why would you marry him?!"
"Because I love him, Walter!" Olivia bellowed, not once breaking eye contact with him. "I married Alucard because I love him!"
A clean shot to the heart.
A strangled gasp escaping his lips, Walter stumbled back and hunched over as what felt like a dull blade tore its way into his chest.
The laughter and drums had become deafening.
And his mind went blank.
"W-Walter?" Olivia reached out to touch his cheek when he shoved her away and raced back towards the manor at max speed. "Walter, wait! Come back!"
Alucard opened his eyes when he heard the sound of footsteps stampeding down the dungeon stairway, and a smirk etched its way across his face as he realized who it was.
'He didn't waste a second, did he?' Alucard reached out for his wine glass, only for a rouge wire to fling out of the darkness and slice off his head and hand before he could take a sip.
The glass shattered on the cobblestone, and Alucard sighed as his head and hand slowly reformed.
"To what do I warrant such a violent welcome?" He gave a seething Walter a lazy glare once his eyes rolled back into place. "And for you to waste a rare blend of wine such as this? I can only receive this bottle once a year, you know."
"SHUT UP!" Walter sliced his head off again, panting heavily. "YOU SICK FUCKER! YOU MARRIED OLIVIA!"
"I see finer education hasn't dulled your tongue at all, Walter." Alucard snickered as his head reformed once more. "And so what if I married her? It has nothing to do with you."
Walter whipped out his wires once more, except this time Alucard caught them in midair and stood up.
"If you came down here looking for a fight, I'm more than happy to oblige." He ripped the wires from their source and tossed them aside like filth, a razor sharp grin consuming over half his face. "I am terribly bored when Olivia isn't here to entertain me."
"BASTARD!" Walter sprung forward, but Alucard easily sidestepped him with a disapproving tut.
"You've let your skills deteriorate, 'Angel of Death'. Four years ago, you could've easily tackled me, yet it seems university has left your 'legendary' speed to wither away like dust."
"SHUT UP!" Walter attacked him again and again, only for Alucard to easily dodge or repel his assaults with ease. "DON'T YOU DARE MOCK ME, YOU FUCKER! WIPE THAT FUCKING SMILE OFF YOUR FACE AND FIGHT ME!" His movements were erratic and sloppy, but all Walter cared about was ripping that creature's heart out so the deafening laughter in his head and the war in his chest would disappear.
"I seem to be the source of your anger, but you have yet to explain what I have done wrong." Alucard seized Walter by the collar and brought him up to his eye level, his bored half-lidded eyes burning into Walter's furious ones. "So, Great 'Angel of Death', what have I done to warrant this?"
"You know what you did." Walter spat out. "You married Olivia."
"And I will repeat my answer once more. Our marriage has nothing to do with you."
"You knew how I felt about her, didn't you?! Is that why you are fucking around with me with that grin on your face?! Because you won 'the battle', is that it?!"
Walter's outburst echoed off the walls, and Alucard stared at him like he was an idiot before a conniving grin spread across his face and he began to laugh boisterously.
"What is so fucking hilarious?!"
"I 'won the battle' you say?" Alucard's laughter simmered down to a chuckle as he raised his arm higher, causing Walter to dangle in his grip. "I only take pleasure in victories when there is a worthy challenge, Walter; you didn't give me one." Not a second later, Alucard rammed his knee into Walter's abdomen and flung him across the room, watching his body slam against the wall and writhe in agony on the cobblestone floor. "Yes, I have known of your one-sided affections for quite some time, yet Olivia never had eyes for you. The fact that she remained at my side time and time again proves that." Hands in his pockets, Alucard sauntered over and placed his foot on Walter's chest, applying enough pressure to keep him in place but not enough to hurt him. "Olivia chose me, and now she is my wife, not yours. Her smile, her affections, her warmth, her blood, they are mine alone. You lost your chance, Walter." Then Alucard removed the glove from his left hand and proudly displayed his wedding ring. "Not that you had one to begin with."
Another clean shot to the heart.
The last of Walter's composure shattered, and within seconds he had Alucard on his back with wires digging into his neck.
"Are you looking down on me?!" Walter snarled, his ragged breathing clouding his vision. "I'm going to rip your fucking heart out of your throat!"
"Haha! Your fighter's spirit has returned! Excellent!" Alucard swatted Walter off him like a fly and whipped his gun out. "I was beginning to think this battle would be one-sided!"
Spitting out blood, Walter stood tall and bit down, drawing wires out from his gloves. Screw the plan, screw Millennium, screw everything! All that mattered at the moment was painting the walls with Alucard's blood.
Both men charged forward in unison when suddenly—.
"STOP!" Olivia slid between the both of them, panting heavily with her arms spread outwards. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU TWO ARE DOING?!"
"He challenged me, I responded." Alucard cocked his gun and aimed the barrel at Walter. "Stand aside, my love." His smirk grew substantially when Walter flinched at the term of endearment. "Ooh, looks like I hit a nerve!"
"You son of a—!"
"STOP IT!" Olivia screeched, still panting heavily before turning her attention to Alucard. "Put your gun down. Please."
Alucard fell silent as the grin melted off his face, her pleading expression burning into his. Finally, he lowered his gun and slipped it back into its holster.
"As you wish."
Walter watched the exchange, the knife in his chest burrowing deeper at the sight of Alucard willingly obeying her and the sigh of relief Olivia gave him in return.
Walter's lungs began to constrict as that blade nicked deep into his left ventricle—it was too much for him to bear.
He had to get out of there.
Wiping away the blood on his chin, Walter silently retracted his wires before turning on his heel and trudging back towards the stairs, trying to keep his breathing steady.
"Walter, wait!" Olivia latched onto his sleeve and halted him in place. "I know you are angry, but we need to talk! I need to explain—!"
"I have nothing to say to you." Walter shrugged her hand off and continued on his way, his bangs covering his eyes. "By the way, congratulations on the marriage, Olivia. Sorry it took me four years to tell you that."
"Walter!" Olivia called out to him but to no avail. Heaving a great sigh, she covered her face before the sound of wine being poured caused her to turn around with a glare. "You promised to not provoke him!"
"And I did not provoke him. I just told him the truth." Alucard reclined back in his throne and finally took a sip from his glass. "Besides, he made me waste a perfect cup of wine; I couldn't let such insolence pass without some revenge of my own."
"Oh, grow up, Alucard!" Olivia growled, wrapping her arms around her waist. "Shit, what have I done? I should've told him from the very beginning…"
"Seems you've gotten yourself into quite the pickle, Olivia." Alucard remarked, taking another sip without a care.
"Some help you are." She scowled, unable to deny the truth in Alucard's words. "…..But you are right and I will take responsibility for my actions."
"What do you mean by responsibility?" Alucard placed his glass down, detecting something amiss in her tone. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to promise me you won't interfere." Olivia stared him dead in the eye. "Promise me."
Like a defiant child, Alucard crossed his legs and clasped his hands together, returning her glare with one equally as sharp.
"You are not my master. You can't order me around."
"You're right. I'm not your master." Olivia nodded in agreement. "I am your wife, and I am telling you not to interfere." And with that, she marched towards the stairs, silencing any further argument and causing Alucard to bite his lip in delight.
"My wife…." He rolled the words around on his tongue, savoring the taste like fine wine. "Yes, you are my wife."
Arthur stood at his office window, observing the violent storm brewing outside when the doors flew open and slammed against the wall.
"I vaguely recall teaching you to knock before entering." He sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets before facing Walter who was glowering at him from the doorway. "But perhaps I am being unfair. Olivia told you her secret I take it? I hope you didn't take your anger out on her."
"You knew…." Walter staggered forward, pale as a sheet and sweating up a storm. "And you never told me."
"It wasn't for me to say, it was Olivia." Arthur sauntered over to his desk, staring at the mess of documents before gazing back up at Walter. "Don't hate her. What's done is done, but you can help me in protecting the future."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I had a premonition about the future." Arthur's hand involuntarily went over his left eye. "Hell will rain down on Earth if I am too lenient with Alucard. My grandfather wrote of his battle against Dracula, and how he lured Mina in with his tricks. I don't want the same to happen to Olivia, no matter how different she claims their relationship is."
"So you want me to be your little watch dog?" Walter gave a curt laugh. "I come home and learn Olivia is married to that thing in the basement, and I am just supposed to bite my tongue and say 'Yes, sir'?!"
"You are a soldier, aren't you? You always follow my orders without question. Why is this time any different?"
Why was this time different indeed? Normally, Walter would follow his master's orders without question.
But, right now, he couldn't breathe.
Everything was suffocating him.
This room.
The manor.
His four year absence.
Sir Hellsing.
Alucard.
Olivia.
Everything.
"I don't feel well, Sir Hellsing." He steadied himself against the doorframe, bile rising up his throat. "Please excuse me."
Arthur said nothing as Walter fled from the room, a look of pity crossing his face as lighting stuck and the lights went off in the room.
"What a stupid question for me to ask." He scoffed, reaching into his coat pocket for his lighter and cigarettes. "It is obvious why this time is different."
The walls were melting, the floor was disintegrating, the knife in his heart had burrowed to his atrium, his lungs were on the verge of imploding—it was a wonder that Walter was able to reach the grand stairway without collapsing.
'What the hell is wrong with me?!' He leaned against the railing, drenched in sweat and clawing at his chest. 'I….I have to go! I can't breathe! I can't breathe!'
He hobbled down the stairs, nearly losing his balance several times, until he reached the entrance and threw the doors open.
It was pouring with all traces of light gone, but that didn't deter Walter. He dashed out into the fray, the rain nearly blinding him as he escaped the suffocating presence of the manor and all its inhabitants.
And standing in the door way, watching him flee into the storm, was Arthur. He just stood there, smoking his cigarette, until he heard the sound of heels clacking against the mahogany floor.
"Walter was born and bred to be a soldier, and he never knew of true companionship until you came along. He may be the Angel of Death, but he is still human. You do not love him, but by God, Walter loves you. And by lying to him—you, his only friend and partner," Arthur took a long drag of his cigarette before finally turning to face Olivia and exhaling slowly. "You broke his heart."
Without saying a word, Olivia bolted out the door and vanished into the darkness after Walter.
"Love truly causes nothing but trouble." Arthur stubbed out his cigarette and took a seat on the bottom stair. "Yes, love, revenge, and pity."
Although it was in the heart of London, Hellsing manor was surrounded by dense trees where little light and sound escaped from. And, in the pouring rain, it was a void of darkness that was near impossible to navigate.
"Walter…." Olivia slammed into trees and vines, her panic overriding her senses as she ran through the forest. "Walter…Walter!Walter! WALTER! WAL—!"
Her foot caught on the underside of a root and she crashed to the ground, her screams echoing not even a foot. The impact caused her bracelet to fly off her wrist while her ring remained stagnant on her finger.
"NO!" Olivia blindly crawled around, nicking her hands and limbs on briars and jagged rocks. "I CAN'T LOSE YOU! COME BACK! COME BACK!"
But she couldn't feel or see a damn thing.
All that existed was the bitter cold, the deafening rain, and Arthur's words that looped through her mind on endless repeat.
"You broke his heart."
"What have I done…..?" Olivia covered her face, the roaring storm muffling her cries. "Walter…..I'm sorry…..I'm so sorry!"
Three cycles of the grandfather clock later, Arthur still sat on the bottom step, staring out the open foyer doors and awaiting his protégés' return. His legs were full of static, and his neck was stiff, yet still he didn't move.
The storm grew more violent with every passing minute, and it was only when lightning struck three times in a row that Arthur finally opened his mouth.
"Come here."
Up from the floor came Alucard who bowed before him with his hat on his chest.
"You called for me, master?"
"I'm surprised you are still here."
"You ordered me to stay in the dungeon, where else would I be?"
"Hmm." Arthur stared at his hands. "Why haven't you begged me to order you to go after her? It has been three hours, and the storm is getting worse. Don't you love her?"
"Are you challenging me, Master?" Alucard knelt before him, his tone intrigued rather than accusatory.
"I'm saying that your wife is a 22-year old woman who is running around at night in the pouring rain. Aren't you worried about her?"
"I did not marry a fragile mouse, Master. I married a first class vampire hunter who clawed her way out of Hell. She grows fiercer every day, and it would be an insult to her capabilities to bring her home before she can complete her mission. If she can find her way to me through a sea of memories, Olivia can find Walter and bring him back through a rainstorm. However," Alucard bowed his head. "If you ordered me to go after her, I would do so, Master."
"Oh? You plan to ask for my permission this time?" Arthur sneered, reaching into his coat for another cigarette. "It doesn't matter though. If they are not back in the next hour, I'll send the reconnaissance team after them. Back to your dungeon, Alucard."
Arthur was about to light his cigarette when Alucard plucked the lighter from his hands and lit it for him.
"You won't need those soldiers, Sir Hellsing. Olivia will return with Walter before the next hour." He grinned and tossed the lighter back to him. "I bid you goodnight, Master."
"Tsk!" Arthur leered as Alucard phased through the floor before directing his attention back on the front door. "…..'A sea of memories', huh?"
Walter stood near a crevice on the edge of the estate property, a graveyard of diced trees surrounding him.
["Why?! Why would you marry him?"]
["Because I love him!"]
["You lost your chance, Walter. Not that you had one to begin with."]
"FUCK!" He flung his arm out, slicing another cabin worth of trees down. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
["I'll never forget you, Walter." Olivia whispered, resting her head on top of his. "So please don't forget me either."]
["I love you, Walter." Olivia smiled, moving to kiss his forehead. "You really are an angel."]
["You are a clever and mighty warrior; a dutiful and organized butler, and a wonderful friend." Olivia hummed into his ear, noticing how stiff he'd become. "Never let anyone make you think you are inferior, not even me. Alright?"]
["You've let your skills deteriorate, 'Angel of Death'. Four years ago, you could've easily tackled me, yet it seems university has left your 'legendary' speed to wither away like dust."]
The graveyard grew wider and wider yet nothing could sedate Walter's rage nor stop the war waging in his chest.
It was humiliating. He was the Angel of Death. He had slaughtered thousands and had suffered worse injuries.
So…why did this hurt so much?
Walter had been shot, stabbed, and beaten within an inch of his life, yet it was this pain in his chest that brought him to his knees.
"Fuck…..fuck…..FUCK!" He punched the ground repeatedly, hoping to crack his knuckles open and drown out the parasites in his chest. Yet, before Walter could strike the ground a fourth time, a muddy hand latched onto his wrist and halted him in place.
"Walter…."
He whirled around to find Olivia standing behind him, equally as soaked as he was. Her shoes were missing, her sleeve was torn off, her limbs were covered in scratches, and she was caked in mud—she looked like shit.
Yet, she looked so relieved to have found him, and she pulled him into her arms without a moment's hesitation.
"Thank God you are safe…!" Olivia wept, checking him for any injuries. "I saw trees falling and I—!"
"Go away, Olivia." Walter shoved her away and shot up to his feet. "I have nothing to say to you."
"Wal—!"
"Or you can wait four years and then come talk to me. You are good at that."
"Walter, please!" Olivia nearly slipped on the wet mud as she stood up. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to distract you from your studies!"
"BULLSHIT!" Walter jerked her forward by the collar. "YOU DIDN'T TELL ME BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A SPINELESS COWARD!"
"THEN HIT ME!" Olivia screamed, grabbing him by the collar as well. "I AM A COWARD, SO HIT ME! TAKE ALL YOUR ANGER OUT ON ME LIKE WHEN WE WERE KIDS!"
Walter was taken aback by her outburst, and he was tempted to laugh at the stupidity of her plea.
She wanted him to hit her like some rowdy child? Like the rowdy child he used to be?!
The rational part of Walter's brain told him to be the better man, let go of her, and have a conversation with her like adults.
Unfortunately, Walter didn't feel like being rational at the moment.
Olivia flew back as Walter decked her in the face, her body rolling to the edge of the crevice. And she didn't even have the chance to groan before Walter climbed on top of her and punched her again and again.
"For four years, you sent me letters, saying how much I meant to you! And yet, I was the last one to know you got married! Why?! Why?! Why was I the last one?! Why did you lie to me?!"
"Because….." Olivia breathed out, blood pouring from her mouth and nose. "I knew….it would make you angry…..and I was afraid…"
"Afraid of what?! What?!" Another punch landed against her cheek. "Answer me, dammit!"
"I was afraid…of breaking your heart…" Olivia's tears mixed with the rain and blood on her face. "I love you, Walter, but not how you love me. So I chose to be a coward and not tell you, but….in the end…..I made it worse. I….I broke your heart and betrayed your trust. I'm sorry, Walter! I'm so sorry!"
It was like a balloon had popped, and Walter realized what this wretched feeling was.
His fists caked in her blood, Walter eased back and stared up at the sky.
The rain had gotten heavier.
And….saltier?
When did the rain start tasting like salt…..and….why were his eyes stinging?
Raising a quivering hand to his face, Walter felt the salty 'raindrops' fall from his eyes, and he began to laugh.
For the first time in 20 years, the Angel of Death shed tears.
Not for his master.
Not for his comrades.
But because the woman beneath him had broken his heart.
It was so pathetic that Walter couldn't help but laugh as the tears came faster.
And Olivia said nothing , tears of agony clouding her eyes as she beheld the consequences of her actions.
"If I was older, would you love me? If I was stronger, would you love me? If I was a vampire, would you love me?" Walter's laughter died down as he fired each question. "If I was Alucard, would you love me?"
"I do love you, Wal—!"
"IF YOU REALLY LOVED ME, YOU WOULD HAVE TOLD ME FROM THE BEGINNING!" Walter's fist collided with her face again. "IF YOU REALLY LOVED ME, YOU WOULD HAVE ALLOWED ME TO MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS ABOUT MY OWN FEELINGS! YEAH, I WOULD HAVE BEEN FUCKING ANGRY WHEN YOU TOLD ME, BUT I WOULD'VE HAD FOUR YEARS TO COME TO TERMS WITH IT! BUT YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME THAT CHANCE BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT I WAS TOO WEAK AND CHILDISH TO HANDLE IT!" Walter's voice began to crack, and his punches decreased in ferocity as his tears rendered him blind. "No matter what I do…..no matter what I say…..I will always be inferior to him in your eyes….." Then he raised his fist high in the air and swung down, hitting the patch of grass next to her head. "I hate you…..I hate you for coming to Hellsing and making me like this….I am the Angel of Death, I am not supposed to feel." His tears dripped onto Olivia's face, the salt seeping into her wounds. "I hate you, Olivia Emese Song. I wish I never met you…"
His words hurt more than any of his blows.
But….they were well-deserved.
So, Olivia did the only thing she could do.
She wrapped her arms around Walter and embraced him with all her might.
And Walter immediately clung to her and wailed openly.
Not as a solider and not as the Angel of Death, but as a human boy in the arms of the first and only person he ever loved.
"Forgive me, Walter." Olivia whimpered, holding her dearest friend and partner as close as humanly possible. "Forgive me…"
As they laid there, the rain and wind increased in ferocity. When the wind swept over their collapsed forms, it took with it a bundled up cloth that had fallen from Olivia's hand when Walter attacked her. As the wind took the bundle up high, the cloth unrolled itself, showing it to be Olivia's torn sleeve and her bracelets. Everything on Olivia's person was dirtied in some way, yet the bracelets had been wiped clean and protected from the storm.
And, as the wind swept back down, the sleeve and bracelets fell into the crevice where they would remain forevermore.
Out of sight and forgotten.
It was half past midnight when Arthur heard the sound of footsteps trudging up the pathway. The storm had long since passed, leaving only darkness in its wake.
Arthur quickly shot up to his feet and hurried to the foyer entrance, ignoring the harsh static in his legs and instead took in the sight of a soaked Walter carrying an equally soaked and wounded Olivia.
"What the hell happ—?!" Arthur's voice caught in his throat when Walter shook his head and gazed down at Olivia's sleeping face.
"I apologize for my behavior, Sir Hellsing. It will never happen again." He stated plainly, his voice monotone and his face devoid of emotion.
"…..I intend to make sure it doesn't." Arthur stepped aside and gestured for Walter to enter. "Take her to the clinic and have Dr. Trevilian care of her wounds."
"With all due respect, Sir Hellsing, I believe I should let her husband take her." Walter interjected, throwing Arthur completely off guard.
"But…I thought you two—!"
"I am her partner, not her husband. I know my place and my duty, this is not one of them."
Arthur felt like the rug had been pulled out from underneath him, and the blank smile Walter was giving him only served to confuse him further.
But, instead of arguing or prodding, Arthur simply nodded.
"Alucard, you—."
Olivia was in Alucard's arms and Walter was pinned to the wall by his shadows within seconds of Arthur opening his mouth.
"You dare to raise your hand against my wife, Walter?" Alucard's voice was more beast than man, but Walter wasn't perturbed in the slightest. "If you believe you are leaving this foyer alive, you—."
"Enough!" Arthur bellowed, his voice echoing throughout the halls. "You lay a finger on him and I will never let you see Olivia again. Now get her to the clinic and then return to the dungeon immediately!"
Alucard hesitated for a moment, his blood red eyes and razor sharp fangs fixated on Walter's apathetic face, but slowly he retracted his shadows and bowed his head in compliance.
"As you command, my master." Then he left, Olivia safely tucked away in his arms and the ever present threat of retribution lingering in the air.
"For Christ's sake…" Arthur rubbed his weary face before trudging towards the stairs. "I've had enough of this melodrama. We will talk about this in the morning, Walter."
"Yes, Sir Hellsing. Goodnight." He bowed at the waist and waited until Arthur was out of sight before closing the foyer doors.
The knife in his heart had disappeared, and he could breathe again.
In fact, his heart had disappeared altogether after he cut it out.
As Walter laid in Olivia's arms, he had a moment of clarity.
Emotions made humans weak and pitiable, and by loving Olivia, he had become weak and pitiable himself. But, since Olivia chose Alucard instead of him, Walter had no need for a heart.
No, he was the Angel of Death and hearts were obsolete; Walter needed to thank Olivia for helping him to remember that and his mission.
He would betray her, the organization, and his country to ensure his eternal place in history as the man who defeated the Vampire King; he didn't need love and guilt clouding his vision.
Besides, they were even now.
Olivia had betrayed him by choosing Alucard, so Walter felt nothing at the thought of betraying her for his own vanity.
If Olivia loved Alucard enough to marry him, then she could follow him to his grave.
It was no bother of his now.
All of his foolish emotions had been carved out of his chest and left to rot, and all that remained was Walter C. Dornez, the Angel of Death.
And frankly, that was all that mattered.
A/N: Like I said before, Walter loves Olivia but he loves his vanity and reputation more. If Olivia is going to damage his pride by choosing Alucard, then he will show her no mercy. But yeah. Walter is a bundle of emotions in this chapter, and Olivia realizes she should've been upfront since the beginning. By not telling him, it tells Walter that Olivia thinks he is not mature and needs to be treated delicately like a child. It was not her intention, but Olivia was being cowardly and dishonoring her friendship with Walter by waiting four years to tell him she was married. But, Walter! I think treason and marriage are too different things! But I actually made myself sad writing about the bracelets because Olivia dug through the fucking mud to find those bracelets because you made them for her Walter and she loves you! You are her best friend and the first person to not judge her base on her heritage and you supported her as a human which is something Alucard can never give her! Family is Number One in her life and she considers you her family! AAAhhh!
Anyways, we are entering the final arc before Alucard is sealed away and we will be seeing more of Millennium since Walter is going to use the information Arthur confided to him in this chapter for his own use. How? You shall see!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a review! I love them all and you all so much!
Thank you so much again and see you in the next chapter! :D