The Great Vampire General is a Girl! - Chapter 75
Raphael was still unsure whether he would greet his teacher. He just sat back in the armchair next to his wife while occasionally scratching his chin.
“Not saying hello?”
“He might already know I’m here, maybe he’s waiting for me to come to him. Or he just doesn’t care. He’s a complicated person,” Raphael said thoughtfully.
“Oh come on, you just say hello. He’s Avalon, so what? When you’re not in a war situation, you can all gather at the bar sharing blood from the same cup,” said Valerie casually.
“You really think so?”
“Not really,” said Valerie, grinning slightly.
“When I trained with him, I wasn’t in the military yet. Now he’s General Avalon, and I’m the commander in Florentia, I don’t know what I can talk to him about,” Raphael whispered waryly.
“You could talk about your past, the funny thing when he coached you or something,” Valerie responded.
“Is that true? Should I talk about how he threw me from the top of the cliff and forced me to fight a lion Circus barehanded who was raging because of the lack of food?” Raphael said again.
“Looks like your training days were fun, going to the circus and adventuring in the wild huh? Why don’t you train me like that?”
“No need, my mentor just likes to go to extremes. I’m sure the way you’re doing it right now was more suitable,” Raphael shook his head.
“But the truth is that until now I still haven’t been able to awaken Apollon’s true power, except when I fought Gunther. Wait a minute, could I possibly master it faster if I fought another cursed weapon wielder? Weren’t you and Caesar sparring partners? I’ve only been training with ordinary knights all this time,” Valerie concluded.
“Hmm, that’s possible. You can fight me when I use Demetria later. To boost your spirits, I’ll set up a punishment system now,” said Raphael.
Valerie squinted.
“I don’t want to undergo a strange punishment,” Valerie naturally suspected that Raphael might impose an unnatural punishment on her. Ever since they slept together, it seemed like that was His main focus of his life.
“Hmm, what are you thinking? I’m a professional,” Raphael smirked at her.
“Oh! The puppet show has started!” Valerie decided to change the topic and clapped her hands.
Then spotlights flashed on the stage. Shining on a girl with a petite body and long hair in clothes similar to that of a temple priest. She looked cheerful and although her smile was like a child’s, she was clearly an adult.
“Thanks for coming! My name is Amelia Grigory, this evening’s performer. Have you guys seen a puppet theater before?” Amelia interacts with visitors. She carried a large wooden crate behind her body.
The audience was still not very enthusiastic and clapped softly when Amelia asked.
“But have you all seen a puppet show without strings?” She asked again. This time the audience seemed interested and excited cheers began to sound around the stage.
Amelia bowed before her audience then she opened her chest. Valerie saw her take out some dolls from the chest. But Valerie wasn’t sure if it was a cute doll. The doll was roughly sewn and not made of wood. Some have oversized ears and a sticky nose that —
“Wait, I don’t want to spoil our leisurely fun watching a puppet show..but if I’m not mistaken. Do you think the dolls are made from human organs?” Valerie whispered to Raphael.
“Well, some people have unique tastes and hobbies. I can neither approve nor deny,” Raphael responded casually.
“Now I will start the show. This is a story about a princess who was held captive by a dragon. Then a prince tried to save her. Cliche but romantic, right?” Amelia started excitedly.
She lined up a stuffed dragon that looked like an iguana topped with large bat wings. Then there was the chubby princess doll with ears that are bigger than they should be. As well as a prince doll in armor whose hands are also like using parts of a human hand.
Not only that. Now Amelia pulled something from under her clothes. And shouted. “Osiris!”
Then the thing that was just like a small stick now extends into a spear. The audience laughed and applauded. They thought Amelia was putting on a magic show.
“Raphael! She wields a cursed weapon!” Valerie whispered in surprise. But the commander remained calm watching the show.
Amelia then stabbed her doll with her staff. A greenish glow covered them. And they started to move.
“My doll! Say hello to your spectators!” Amelia gave the order. Then the dolls lined up and bowed to the audience. Their cheers began to grow louder. The performer really didn’t use a string to play with her doll.
“It must be the power of the spear that keeps the dolls alive,” Valerie whispered again.
“You need to learn from General Maxwell about this. Haven’t you been in the Scout unit? You should know the faces of your enemies later. The one playing the puppet show is an Avalon commander,” Raphael whispered back to him.
“Well, that’s not too surprising..she uses a cursed weapon,” Valerie muttered.
“But its power is still quite mysterious. We’ll just watch it quietly. Maybe something will be useful later. But don’t be too serious, don’t forget that we are still on our honeymoon,” said Raphael again suggesting.
“Yes I know,”
The puppet show was quite fun. Amelia was a good storyteller. She could make all kinds of sounds and bring the audience into the story.
It begins with the anxiety of the princess, the dragon who wants to control her and the prince who tries to help her. The story becomes more interesting, when Amelia makes the princess as a selfish cunning woman who wants everyone to focus on her.
She made the dragon fall in love with her and manipulated him. The princess knew the dragon’s weakness. The princess also told the prince about his weakness. The dragon then confronted the prince and he died at the hands of the prince. When the situation was supposed to have a happy ending, the princess poisons the prince when he tries to kiss. The princess inherits the dragon’s immense wealth and returns to a free life as a dragon-slaying heroine. The prince was completely forgotten.
Although the story was unusual, it seems that the audience was entertained by it. They applauded her performance.
“Can women really be that manipulative?” Raphael thought about the story he had just seen.
“It’s possible, a woman can get whatever she wants from a man if they want to do it,” said Valerie.
“How about you?”
“Well, I’m used to living with getting whatever I want. So I guess you don’t have to worry about me going crazy like the princess in that story,” Valerie laughed. Then her expression turned somber.
“Why?”
“I think joining the military is the only thing I hate about my life,” Valerie confessed with an even expression.
Raphael’s facial expression also turned slightly surprised. Wasn’t Valerie desperately trying to adapt to the military world? She even made her marriage a way to rejoin Florentia.
“I won’t force you to join the military. It’s all meaningless if you’re not happy,” Raphael took his wife’s hand and looked into her eyes.
“I can’t back down..I feel responsible for a big thing,” Valerie then looked the other way. Reluctant to discuss this any further. If her parents had never sent her to the military base, Valerie might not need to go to war. She won’t die and maybe she won’t have to restart her life. Even if Florentia would lose, she would probably just suffer a bad death. But she didn’t need to be responsible for anything.
“Well, Raphael, I’m surprised to see you here,” someone greeted and sat down at their table. He was a middle-aged man who grew a beard on his face. He was not wearing a military uniform. But the look in his eyes was friendly and calm, unlike most Avalons he’d ever met.
“Sir Gregovich,” Raphael couldn’t hide his respect.
“Seven years have passed, we haven’t spoken to each other. But I’ve heard a lot about you, war hero Raphael Chastain..also about you, Lady Valerie,” Alexander Gregovich, one of Avalon’s generals, now also turned to greet Valerie.
At this moment the silver-haired woman was slightly pale. Because the man was completely familiar in her memory. He said her name when they should have never met. Valerie remembers that in her old life she called the man by the name Alex. He was one of the knights who always visited the barracks and shared stories with her. He was the one who tells about the discovery of Rutherford’s base, about the new weapons that Avalon creates and the events during the war that she remembers and guides her in living her second life.
Authors note:
There is no coincidence, maybe everything is well planned. Or maybe not? Thank you for keep reading my story’