The Guarding The Vampire Sword

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Damanda crying.

Not now! Why is Damanda crying now.

Damanda approached Rhapael. At that moment also the voice of mutual disdain in Damanda's head, about something bad will soon happen to Rhapael, Damanda immediately cried at that moment.

'No, not now that bad thing can't happen. Rhapael is very good Rhapael only need with the throne and also his kingdom this sword is also why it is so difficult if I give it now.'

Damanda approached to see Rhapael strangle the man violently and tore his chest to take his heart forcibly.

Rhapael got up and pulled out the purple dagger with the purple jewel and crushed the heart of the man who had made the wolf attack Damanda with a very brutal and terrible.

The dagger broke and scattered on the ground and disappeared like smoke.

Rhapael turned around and at that moment his weak body staggered forward Damanda denied Rhapael to fall directly to the ground.

"Prince," said Damanda in a panic. Limino immediately helps Rhapael and Marcus as well as Tristan helps. Marcus in his robe picked up and carried Damanda away.

Rhapael was brought by Limino and Tristan. Everything's over here.

The man with brown hair turned like ashes and disappeared.

In Damanda's room. Marcus and tristan.

"We can't let the Prince get any weaker." Marcus is upset with Tristan.

Marcus stared with an annoyed gaze if anyone else forced his will on the person who was sick. Tristan asks Marcus to think and release Damanda's blood on Rhapael. But, not like that also Rhapael must have refused and was angry.

"But, there is no other way if Damanda is the last chance of Rhapael," said the Sultan who this time went into the room Damanda suddenly and joined in refuting Tristan's speech.

"We all know the common thread associated with Damanda and your Prince Rhapael, Queen Zrline has even warned about this that will happen" the Sultan said.

The real Damanda had already vaguely heard all their words.

'I can't be like this.'

'Rhapael is like that because of me, I promised him just to keep his sword well, if he had not survived what about this sword.'

'I must rise up must.'

Talking to herself and only herself who knew about all her words Damanda slowly opened her eyes forcing her eyes to focus.

Weakly Damanda tried to get up and tried to sit down.

Marcus instantly realizes Damanda's move to get up instantly moves and helps but, Damanda forbids and will instantly fall down the female servant's reflex to hold back. Damanda refused again.

"I'm fine." Damanda sitting. Marcus and Tristan realized the red Pendant light was like doing a treatment for Damanda.

"Where..." Damanda looked at Sultan Marcus and Tristan.

Damanda looked at the three with a hopeful look.

In his room Rhapael sat with blue eyes and breath cut off like the time when an immortal wanted to quench his thirst immediately. But, now that Rhapael can't and must endure it until the feeling is gone shouldn't now be the thirsty feeling it struck. But, until when this feeling came, He could not drink blood He could not drink anyone's blood, His own father taught him to endure this feeling.

Rhapael got up weakly leaning on the edge of the bed to try to stand up. Limino guarding the front door.

"Yourd." Limino blocked Damanda who was about to go inside with the sword. Damanda argued so hard on Marcus that Marcus allowed him to do so and said hopefully Rhapael can overcome his strange attitude when Damanda comes to him.

Sharp eyes look Limino and damanda against each other. From there, Marcus Tristan and Sultan were seen with the servants.

"Don't come in, the Prince is being unobtrusive and all this is because of you, if you're not reckless and careless, the noble ones probably won't be like this" Limino said with hate. Damanda held the sword hard while staring at the angry Limino.

"I know it's my fault, if you make me avoid this problem then you'll lose it too and I'll live with guilt. Let me in now!" Limino opposed it and did not allow it.

Rhapael grinned with his sharp fangs staring at the floor.

'It feels very fresh.' Rhapael gulped his saliva rough. Already dry rasnaya throat this.

Instantly Marcus pulled Damanda's hand slowly. It could be dangerous if Rhapael finds out and sees Damanda Blood coming out.

Blood was already visible on Damanda's palm. The sword also saw blood stains from Damanda.

"Limino let Damanda in" said the Sultan with a firm and firm face.

"But what if..." Limino was startled and stopped her speech when Damanda came in and closed the door from the inside.

Inside room.

Damanda stared quietly at Rhapael who was sitting on the floor weakly.

Outside the room Tristan instantly cleaned Damanda's blood with disguise magic and cleaned it with black apple leaves.

"You're a Limino, you're reckless" Marcus said.

"Blood Damanda can't just come out. Kalu and Blood were so fused, It could bring the immortals to come and use Damanda Blood to take the sword." Tristan's annoyance over Marcus's words.

Marcus turned to Limino sharply.

"It's all for the good of the prince if Damanda gets fucked the Prince will also blame himself and we can't help it either, we're just human." Limino's reasoning left Marcus and Tristan speechless.

"Now we can only wait for what happens inside, if what is reported seems like the woman is braver than the information" said Sultan staring at the three.

Inside Damanda froze in fear gulping his saliva violently and going closer. Damanda felt a little choked on his neck and his lust felt tight. This room is cold and scary.

"Rhapael," said Damanda calling out with a quivering voice at the bold forced.

Rhapael remained silent as Damanda approached closer and touched Rhapael's shoulder with a hand that was painless and clean of blood. Damanda did not feel anything and Rhapael's neck looked black with radiating veins.

"Rhapael," calls Damanda again. Instantly Rhapael got up and stood up with a stagger.

Damanda wanted to grab it with both hands for a moment in Rhapael's grasp.

"DON'T TOUCH AND GO INSIDE!" Rhapael.snapped Damanda and pushed him back a few steps.

Damanda was a little surprised and disliked but, this is Rhapael in trouble.

Damanda approached again as Rhapael retreated.

"Don't approach me, your blood... Your blood... Aarg..." Rhapael groaned painfully and coughed until he fell to his knees with a lot of sweat and also dripped down like a person who was out of sports and worked hard.