Taming My Vampire Servant - Chapter 220

Ivory, still in her wolf form, stared blankly at the man who was once her Servant. She found it weird that as soon as she saw him, she felt like she wanted to cry.

Why did she suddenly feel that something was missing within her?

But Ivory shook her head, shrugging off the thought. Perhaps it was only because they once shared mana.

Sigmund flapped his huge vampire wings, and the gush of the wind blew the dust away, making the surroundings unclear. Amidst the blinding dust, he started casting a strong Fire elemental spell, and multiple fireballs were thrown towards Levi and his allies, making them scatter.

A strong mana-induced sandstorm covered the whole area. The phenomenon disabled them from opening their eyes and moving freely.

Levi casted Air magic against the sandstorm, but he then realized that it was not an ordinary sandstorm; Sigmund also used Earth magic to control the sand.

With the help of his Master comrades and the Werewolves, they all casted Earth magic to try to control the sand, too. It was after a long while that they collected these to the side.

Unfortunately, as soon as their sight became clearer, Ivory and Sigmund were already gone.

It turns out that Sigmund trapped Ivory into a ball of sandstorm, with the wind so fast that she felt wobbly in the twirling motion. They flew, heading towards the destroyed tower.

At the top of the broken tower of the Oracle, Sigmund flapped his wings, still holding onto the sleeping Ivory inside the bubble barrier. He concentrated more mana in his hands, then with great strength, he pushed down and threw the sandstorm ball downwards!

The collision awakened Ivory, but an intense headache followed her through. The luminous pearl, which protected her in the sudden impact, was detached from her forehead. It broke into tiny pieces and vanished slowly into thin air.

Ivory knew she was at a disadvantage because she already used too much mana during the previous battles. Now that the luminous pearl was not with her anymore, she knew she would not be able to take on the berserked Vampire.

The Vampire spread his wings wider, stopping him from being farther away from his enemy. Upon seeing her alive and well, he gritted his teeth in anger. He charged towards her at high speed, incorporating the Fire element in his fists.

Sigmund extended his arm and aimed for her heart, but the wolf moved a bit and  pierced through her stomach.

The blood spurted as the wolf howled in pain. Because of her weakened state and the absence of the moon, Ivory could not heal herself anymore.

Then, Ivory heard a deafening, ringing sound. She didn’t realize that the Dark Mana that slept within her had awakened.

Sigmund noticed the change in expression of the wolf, so he watched her closely while he wiped some of the blood off of his face. When the wolf’s blood smeared his lips, he licked it due to his bloodlust.

He felt a familiar sensation – a mixture of happiness and sadness – when he realized who he had hurt. His red irises stopped glowing, and tears fell from his eyes in guilt.

The Vampire widened his eyes as he watched her slowly turn into her human form while still crying in pain. Holding her wounded body, she turned towards the direction of the man who was once her Vampire Servant. She couldn’t understand why, but she felt her heart ache when she saw his worried expression.

Their memories together flashed in her eyes, but Ivory could only cry. She was reminded of the day she summoned him and the first time he sunk his teeth into her flesh amidst the burning house. She recalled their moments together in different cities, how they met people, and how their bond became stronger as each day passed by. She was reminded of how he made her feel so many things; joy, pain, pleasure, and most of all love.

Despair had taken over her.

She felt betrayed. Out of all the people in the kingdom, she was betrayed by Wolfram, her real father, and Prince Levian, her own Master.

How could they make her forget him, the man whom she cherished and loved?

Even her real mother Deshanna, who was once a Royal Knight, didn’t even bother to stop this from happening to her own daughter.

As she felt her heart ache and her chest tighten, her blood continued flowing on the ground. Her tears continued streaming down her cheeks as she felt sorry for herself and  for her miserable fate.

For the first time, she regretted being a Chosen One. She shouldn’t have just left the Sprucemints in Greensteid. She shouldn’t have gone to Qawuin Academy.

If she could turn back time and not suffer anymore, then she would, but it would mean that she wouldn’t be able to meet her beloved Vampire.

Could she just pray for her and Sigmund to live a normal life, away from all the chaos?

Sigmund’s hands trembled as he touched Ivory’s cheek then lifted her body up. “No… Ivory… Apologies, I didn’t know…”

Why did they have to meet again in the most heartbreaking way?

Sigmund and Ivory stared at each other’s eyes while saying nothing, but in their minds, were a series of questions they wanted to throw to the heavens.

Why did they have to meet as a Master and a Servant?

Why did they have to exist as enemies?

“Ivory… You can’t… You can’t die!” Sigmund yelled, crying. “It’s my fault… I didn’t know you were a-”

“Hush,” Ivory smiled weakly at her beloved, “Please don’t blame yourself. This is actually my fault… I let them decide my own fate.”

“Ivory… I love you so much, please don’t leave-” his words were cut off when Prince Levian and his comrades threw a strong Air spell to Sigmund, which pushed him away from Ivory.

Wolfram, upon seeing his daughter who was lying down on the ground, dashed to the bloody and weak Ivory. Behind him followed the Werewolves, who assisted Levi and his allies in capturing the Vampire. Xenos had also followed, and it was his big, bear Beast Servant Bavin in its active state who put on his weight on Sigmund. The others took this opportunity to place strong anti-magic cuffs on his hands.

As they held onto him, he screamed, “Let me go!” trying to break away while also screaming Ivory’s name.

“You murderer,” he growled, recalling how he witnessed him doing the same thing with late King Ulysses in the past. “Haven’t you killed enough? You even have the audacity to include my daughter among all those you killed!?”

Sigmund thought he heard wrong. “Daughter? Ivory is? What nonsense are you talking about?” he asked, confused.

But the Alpha wolf just said, “Deshanna and I didn’t even know how it was possible.”

Sigmund was dumbfounded. If Deshanna is Ivory’s mother, then why is she Lucius’ sibling?

He told Wolfram, “That’s not true! Ivory is Lucius Goldwine’s sister, so she’s-”

“Deshanna Fogheart and Diana Goldwine… They’re one.”

The Vampire couldn’t believe it. Ivory is his past Master Deshanna’s daughter, and aside from that, she’s also his nemesis’ daughter! She’s Sigmund’s beloved Master, but is also a Werewolf Servant herself!

Why didn’t Ivory tell him? Was she worried that he might not accept her the way she is?

It must be hard for her. Sigmund knew that she had big dreams to become a great Master, but with Levi’s appearance, she suddenly became a Servant, who had no choice but to serve the Silverblade heir.

Sigmund was disheartened for her and their fates, and he felt a tremendous pain in his chest. He felt his knees weaken until he found himself kneeling down on the dry soil.

The Werewolves and Prince Levi’s allies marched forward, and as the Vampire was being dragged away, Ivory stared at him in silence, her tears falling from her eyes.

She didn’t know if she cried because of her sadness, or because her wound was too painful for her to bear.. A few seconds later, she fell unconscious, with only her Vampire Servant occupying her mind.