Bloody Rossie: Tears Of Vampires

35. The Savior

The Part 35

The contents of Adela's stomach churned strongly, the dinner menu almost passed through the esophagus if only not quickly controlled themselves due to the disgusting sensation experienced. The blood and stench were so sharp that he felt a longing for the scent of roses in the castle grounds that every day made him drunk. In a breath that he could bear with all his might, his eyes widened watching as Ernest slashed at Lewis' neck so easily. The head was rolling on the ground. The girl almost lost consciousness until it was not felt to release her arms on Eien and then drooped limp on the ground. Now his world has been shattered to the point of how vile his master is, how terrible a figure so adored by the ladies. “Tu-old.”

The black blood attached to his sword completely ruined the mood. Though Ernest quite like it which is one of the historical sword collections that he collected from various parts of the world. But tonight he has to let it go. For him the sword was tainted. It was thrown to the ground with no regrets. Now all that's left is to check on her lover's circumstances. He sighed softly, grateful that Eien was not hurt in the slightest, only appearing biased blue bruises on his chest. It was a sign that he should immediately take her to the castle. On the other hand, the new servant seemed to be suffering a psychological blow. The girl was still too naive in seeing how terrible the other side of life was, that this world not only had bright lights but also contained darkness.

Eien is slowly approached by Eien, who is still upset because he is haunted by Albert's words. In the shade of view, his fingers touched those pale cheeks until his blue eyes reacted with a flickering flickering sign of awakening. “Princess,” call it soft.

In the dimness between the fog of memory and reality, Eien apparently had a failure in digesting the information before him. Everything seemed faint, even the face of this man that should have been avoided turned out to be difficult for him to recognize. The irises were disguised by the shadows of the past. What an amazing look he needs and misses right now. “Teacher, how could I possibly believe such a fleeting thing?” his hissing. His body had almost plummeted if not Ernest who swiftly supported his waist. Ernest was only fixated on the resounding shivers of sadness in his eyeballs. “Tell me, is my belief wrong? Answer, Guruuu,” his request is desperate. Hundreds of years of his life would have been wasted if it were all wrong. All that time turns out there is no guarantee to find the truth. His life was confined only by the shell of the palace. Just looking from the writing in the book and the perspective of the story of others who came to the palace. Is that what you call insight?

Weighing for a moment the exact answer Ernest closed his eyes. The teacher's call is not to him but his lover is to see others through him. When her black iris reappeared, her distinctive thin smile also returned. “Wrong? From what point of view and who do you see? Doesn't it? Same thing, ask that question. If you believe it to be true, but according to others it is wrong, do you have to give in and obey people's opinions? If, yes, then you will only be a submissive character without a stand.”

“Isn't that selfishness?”

“Ya, right. Basically all creatures in this world are a form of selfishness alone.”

Eien's tears flowed to relieve the wavering that struck. The blur of sight returned his consciousness to reality. Now the appearance of the kidnapper has been fully recognized, so his face is hidden in Ernest's chest to withstand embarrassment. “I'm sorry. If only I hadn't tried to run, maybe this never happened.”

“No, Princess. You should know. Through an event and interaction, the flaw in your insight will be made perfect by experience. This is a lesson you must understand, whether or not you are the successor to the throne. You ... are our future mother. Just you,” whispered Ernest.

Hearing that Eien was only able to fall silent in tears.

Before long appeared a man saluted Ernest. “Sorry. I'm late, Mr.” Adela recognized him as one of her master's servants.

“Clean all this,” the command.

“Good, Sir,” he replied then saluted in.

His attention turned to Adela who looked confused and scared. This was what caused him to be reluctant to accept him to work in the castle, only that he did not have much time to wait for another prospective servant. The hope was only simple, that at least this little girl did not end up going crazy. His free hand was extended to the girl. “Stand, Adela.”

Although flabbergasted for not knowing how to respond to this incident, but undeniably the vibrations in Adela's eyeballs show a sense of haru mixed with different emotions. Her tears flowed over the contradiction. There was a sentence that continued to cry out loudly in his head to immediately run away from there, but his heart seemed to be transfixed by the earth as the two beautiful faces stared gently at him. It was too hard for him to run away from them. His instincts told him that there was a menacing danger behind the beauty, but he realized that his heart was completely shackled by them. “Tuaan. Nonaaa,” is confused. Is a word of gratitude for the job opportunity enough to welcome the doom that is at their fingertips? Adela bit her lips. The reason could not be that simple, matter was not the cause he wanted to endure. When his fingers touched the outstretched hands, his eyes opened wide, that it was fate that had set his heart. Each of his hands had been linked, and the common thread between them was intertwined. The cold gust of wind that hit his face dried up the rest of the tears that were replaced by a red hue on the cheeks. His two masters pulled him slowly until the tremors in the remaining legs of his fear had slowly disappeared.

The cheeks of his servant are ducking. “Once again forgive me. I shouldn't have involved you,” pinta Eien.

A touch on the cheek jerked him to be alert. “Ti-no, Miss! Don't apologize to a useless servant like me,” his sergeant softly who didn't even dare to look at his master.

Even so, Ernest could read his obvious guilt. “You have done your job well.”

But Adela's head fell deeper and deeper into her neck knowing that her actions had tarnished her faith. “I don't deserve that compliment, Mr.”

“Maybe you are right. But think about it, what would happen if Selia went alone without you?” The girl gasped again and sighed not to answer. “The night is getting late, Selia needs to return to the castle. Now you get in the car,” added Ernest who was followed by Eien without saying much, but Adela was still pensive there. “Cellia Accompany, Adela,” reprimands.

“Ba-good, Mr.”

After the two women were safely in the carriage, Ernest replaced the dead sais to bring them back to the castle.

Along the way Adela was pensive on Eien's side. The silence that regained control of this narrow space at least gave a sense of security, perhaps thanks to the existence of its master who became sob. His prowess in subverting the two monsters was completely beyond reason. Thanks to that thought, a speck of his vault had spilled into a sea of ferociousness in the mind. Who would have thought that such a terrible event would happen in his life? Occasionally his brown irises leaped towards his silent hue, watching him as closely as possible as the two creatures referred to him as the same race. Whatdoes thatmean? His breathing became heavy and tight, the need for answers from the bundle of questions had blocked the throat, but his lips were locked because of a sense of reluctance. His intense gaze managed to tease Eien who turned his head with her eyes wide open. It makes it wrong behavior, then quickly pull the view towards his two hands that are linked on the lap, squeezing each other too strong until it hurts.

“I know what you're thinking,” open Eien who is quite familiar with the nature of his servants who are used to throwing anything that is in the mind at that time. His efforts in restraint must have been excruciating. “Why didn't you reveal it? You don't have to hold it. I won't bite you.”

Now it was Adela's wide-eyed turn to see the woman smiling not as usual, but in another form; a thin grin that had no idea what it meant. Even so, he felt no threat.

As strong as possible closed his eyes while snatching the knee that feels cold. This moment was an opportunity that could not possibly come again. “I'm sorry for my sassness, Miss! But I am no longer strong. I keep thinking about this over and over again, maybe a million times. I tried to find an answer with my low logic skills, but still could not find the answer. I don't know what the answer is. This is the most difficult problem I have ever faced in my life.” The girl paused for a moment, then shook her head. “Maybe I know the answer but I do not believe that the answer is true. I was too confused to believe it or not. If I believed it, it would scare me. This cowardly me does not have the courage to do that. But I swear, if everything that happened made me almost crazy for thinking about it. Therefore I beg you to forgive my insolence.” Stared at Eien with forced courage. “Who were the two men that attacked us? I don't know if it's a coincidence or a coincidence, but it seems to be them

know the Miss and the Master. What is your relationship with them?” His voice was trembling and his breathing was getting heavier. “Da-and why are they also drinking blood-just like Miss? It's just that they .. drank human blood. They were like demons that had emerged from the bottom of hell! Oh, Tuhaaan. This may be a sign of a major disaster. I really don't understand. Besides, the question that torments me the most is who exactly Miss and Mr Hornest is?”