She Returned as a Vampire

28 – Blood relative, baby.

There was no pain on Elena’s face as she ran through the night.

She was emotional and she was crying, but it was nothing like sadness.

Her face is burning, feeling the temperature of her body warm enough to feel a sense of heat in this cold winter,

If anyone in the village saw her smiling and jumping around, not knowing what to do with the warmth he gave her, she would surely have looked at it strangely.

And she probably doesn’t look normal to most people.

A vampire who laughs in a blissful delusion while facing the hot wind that fills the gaps between the burning streets.

I was such a monster, but

She was the one who cursed herself, and she became such a monster,

She could laugh at this moment.

There was affection on Niel’s face she faced.

Her sure affection, her love for her.

Her only her heart and her only her gaze were there.

She affirmed her own actions and understood her own heart.

So, he was the one who had been so angry since he was raped,

Even though I brought my own to my forehead and those warm, plump lips, he only smiled, but didn’t look disappointed or angry at all.

I’d rather give you two magic coals for signaling.

She realized how lucky she was.

No man—probably the only two in the world—couldn’t have spared him like this.

Even the ‘unscrupulous man’ who aimed at him tried to run away with a crane, the existence of a vampire.

When describing yourself, in this situation where the name Elena Heartfield is no longer enough,

In this destiny,

From this moment!

He gave himself love and allowed his love.

Then, if she continues to be a good woman to him,

If you remain the woman he likes,

Then how much will he love you?

And how big will that love grow?

She expected. The moment when his love is greater than the love she has.

When I was a human, I didn’t know how much meaning and value it had, so I wasted those moments…

It was clear this time it would be different.

If this is over and the screaming person is saved, then the life of escape will begin.

It must have been the days when he completely forgot all the relationships he had with others before and lived only for love with him.

After that, there are probably only days left to move in search of lands to settle down on.

I wonder if the two of us will hide in the mountains and smile as we count the stars in the night sky that sway through the leaves.

Or make a fire at home to avoid the cold sea breeze,

The two of us cover the blanket together and stare blankly at the brazier, our eyes match…

If I put my tongue on his neck and caress him passionately, his hot sighs will warm the cold room,

That was something no one knew.

But just thinking about it made me happy. It was a blessing.

If he had left his side in disappointment, he would not have even thought of this, and would have been thinking only about getting him back somehow.

And those must be much darker and more depressing moments than now.

However, the time of imagination could not last very long.

As she ran through the fire for a long time, she was stopped by someone wearing a deep hood.

If it hadn’t been for the red moonlight, she wouldn’t have known who she was.

Elena could tell.

Although she wasn’t holding anything of her own, she was alerted by her heightened sense of smell and instincts.

She is the woman who set the village on fire and has a lot of blood on her hands.

“Oh, do I still have things to clean up?”

The woman had a very cold voice.

She has a beautiful voice suitable for winter, and her dignity flows very naturally from her gestures and her tone of voice.

‘Things to clean up’

Even though she put herself down like that, Elena felt affirmed for some reason.

She was simply facing that woman in front of her, to the point that she believed that her own worth had disappeared.

There was power in the woman’s words as she slowly stretched out her hand under the crimson moon.

“I thought it would be the last time… I’m sorry. It must be painful living a cursed life.

Stop resting. It won’t hurt…”

And just as she was about to blink,

A long pole stretched out in front of her eyes.

If she was just a little bit late, she might have pierced her arm as she reflexively moved to cut it off.

Kagak –

The long stick scratched the floor, and then she was caught and pulled by the hand from which she had stretched out like a dart.

It cut through the wind, albeit only slightly, but ended up scratching her coat.

“…Wow!”

It was the coat I bought with Niel.

And ever since, she has always been the one who put her ornament on this coat.

Although she was cut very lightly so it didn’t show too much,

She ceased to be a human with normal eyesight, and she acquired superhuman senses that allowed her to detect even the slightest change very keenly.

Especially if it has anything to do with the man she loves.

After she hurriedly touched the part of her cut with her hand and confirmed that her own vision and senses were not wrong, Elena noticed the movement of the opponent in front of her own eyes. Checked for a while

“Is there something wrong?”

It wasn’t just a stick.

It was a spear. No… It was changing to be called a window. Its tip was wriggling and changing its shape.

Her woman had her blood flowing from her hand, and the blood was slowly flowing into the spear she held.

The spear, which was made to stab a point, suddenly had a blade, and decorations appeared to prevent the hand from slipping.

The weapon the woman was carrying was a sword.

Structured as if the blade of a short longsword was attached to the end of a long stick, it swung very lightly in the woman’s hand, which still covered her face, while holding her hood with one hand, showing off itself. .

“…I wonder if there’s a problem.”

Elena grabbed her precious coat of her own and began to crumple her horse, lightly tossed by her opponent.

Taking off her bag and dropping it randomly on the ground, she folded her coat.

“Do you know what kind of coat this is?”

“…Seems valuable. Is it expensive?”

“More than that. An irreplaceable coat.”

Fluffy.

That’s how the coat was placed on top of the bag, so it didn’t roll in the snow.

“I’m not sure if I’ll ever wear it again, but luckily I might be able to keep at least your coat.”

Her woman threw her words without a hint of her feelings towards Elena as she slowly twisted her hands and warmed up her body.

And it got stuck right in Elena’s mind.

“You talk like I’m losing?”

This unidentified visitor with a sword spear could feel that the story was taking an unusual turn.

She just thought she’d be another vampire, and she thought that if she swung her spear one more time it would be over,

It didn’t look like it.

Elena’s muscle lines reflected under the red moon were beautiful.

And there was strength.

Although it was covered by her clothes, it was not difficult to see how many battles she had fought and how well she was trained.

And that has been much more prominent since becoming a vampire.

There was something different about her, the woman thought, in this vampire with her broad shoulders, thick arms, and slow steps with studded gloves on.

And that thought soon led to action.

“That’s right. Then…”

Cheolgeureok,

And her armor moved.

At that moment, the wind blew up, and the air-filled fire roared loudly and exhaled hot breath.

Then the woman’s body appeared.

“Sheesh, was it heavily armed?”

She clad her plate armor tightly with her hood covered.

Chain armor visible between the black fabric trim and seams.

The braces draped over her boots let Elena guess that she was no mere match for her.

“Even for those stained with blood, I have an obligation to send them away painlessly with courtesy. Are you perhaps a blood drunk?”

Tak.

The red sword held the light and showed a subtle presence in the dark.

“Drunk with blood? What do you mean?”

Of course, ‘his blood’ would be a different story, but

She vomited with unbearable disgust both the blood of others and the blood of animals, at least she was not crazy about blood.

And it wasn’t even clear that she was crazy about ‘his blood’.

I don’t know if it’s love.

“You are definitely different. Are you from this village?”

A villager.

I could have said no.

It has already been three years since I met him and lived away from the village.

His woman, Elena Heartfield was proud to say.

But she wasn’t as human as she was, and she couldn’t confidently say that she was his woman.

“No, that’s not it. Not a person… No more.”

“Vampire then?”

Her words couldn’t have sounded so cold.

I can’t even think of replying to those words that seem to completely confirm my changed self,

Helena stood still and looked at the heavily armed woman.

“…”

“I see. Then you are just one of those poor souls stained with blood anyway.”

Hung, Hung,

The sword slashed through the wind and settled down.

“In the name of my kin, I will put an end to your suffering.”

“Blood, what?”

Thinking that the other person was pretending to be noble with her strange tone while holding a useless form, she was caught off guard.

And Elena wasn’t the first to be careless against this female knight.

That’s why the woman wearing her hood was able to extend her sword spear as she flew like a shot.

Puk – Kkagagak…

What I felt at the tip of the sword spear was that it had torn through the skin, but perhaps because of the muscles, it felt a bit hard and elastic.

However, it couldn’t be deeply embedded, and it stopped right where it was.

“You, you…! What are you doing, b*tch…?”

Her eyes widened for a moment as she watched Elena hold on to her seat with her amazing strength, holding the handle of her sword spear with both her hands.

Rather, the woman welcomed this unexpected force and smiled.

“What are you…!”

Squeezing her powers again, this female warrior who drew her blade down was clearly an unusual vampire.

Her hurriedness to get things done has forced her to reconsider and seize upon her anticipation that, for the first time in her long life, she will find one of her only pleasures.

Although the man who waits for her always says, as her habit, that this should be done briefly and politely,

She wanted to make an exception when meeting someone who deserved it.

The woman answered her question to Elena, who still held on to her swordsman and now stood up slowly, exuding anger.

“It’s a blood relative, baby.”