The Great Vampire General is a Girl! - Chapter 79

King Dimitri escaped unharmed.

No, he was not running away.

Instead, he confidently stepped over Raphael’s body which was now lying on its back helplessly full of wounds. He probably had Demon DNA and could completely control himself. But King Dimitri, apparently also had the same Demonic DNA as him. What was different was, he was much stronger and defeated Raphael without any significant struggle.

The mysterious king, despite having dozens of elite knights escorting him, was not a weak vampire. He had been hiding his powers all along, to outwit the likes of Raphael. They thought king Dimitri was in power because of his lineage, wealth, political support and being surrounded by the strongest people of Avalon. Turns out he was more than that.

Raphael might had managed to kill both Gunther and Rutherford. He saw their corpses which were no longer intact all around the room. He himself didn’t know how he did it because he allowed the demon within him to run amok. When he awakened, he saw King Dimitri’s boots resting on his head. His body was covered in cuts and bruises. He felt his body crumble. But king Dimitri wasn’t hurt in the slightest.

His eyes were all black, bluish veins spread across his temples and neck. He said nothing but flashed him a sinister smile before leaving. Raphael lost. He didn’t manage to kill the king Dimitri.

He failed. He didn’t do enough for Florentia. He knew that this was a dangerous plan. Even though King Dimitri had not been gathered with all his elite guards. But Raphael still lost. He felt weak and helpless. His breathing was changing faster because his vampire’s regeneration ability was decreasing.

Then, he heard footsteps approaching. That man tapped his heavy shoes on the floor in a familiar rhythm to his ears.

Did he come to clean up the remains of the corpses in this room? Or take whatever was left of his body for research?

“Are you stupid? Attacking king Dimitri alone?” Raphael seemed to get a shot of adrenaline, he felt a sudden presence of power because he wanted to see the owner of that voice. The commander looked to the left. He saw that Alexander Gregovich, his former mentor, was looked at him coldly.

“A—Alex—,” Raphael’s voice was low and stuttering. His whole body was in pain to the point where it was very difficult to move his tongue.

“I’m here to take you back to the cell. Maybe treat you and make you a guinea pig. Rutherford is dead, he’s weak. But he’s the brains of this Avalon..So, maybe after this we will find it difficult to innovate. We have to find a replacement. You’re going to be in the lab for a very long time. I know what they will do to you Raphael. But, as your former teacher, I’m interested in something else about you. Since when did you awaken the Demon’s DNA? How could you hide it all this time?” Alexander asked at length with a cold expression. He who was friendly and always smiling now couldn’t do it at all.

Alex once thought of Raphael as his own son. Alex did approach the owners of cursed weapons several times and persuaded them to join Avalon. The Chastains had clearly turned down his offer. Because they prefer Florentia’s way of ruling. They were also used to associating with humans.

Only, Alex couldn’t shake off his attraction to Raphael, a fifteen year old teenager who had only mastered Demetria for three years. He was clumsy, curious, intelligent and talented. Alex insists on training him, taking him away to train with Caesar from another noble family. He used his honor as a noble as security for the Chastains. He promised that he would not force Raphael to join, or persuade him to do so.

He didn’t regret it. Even though Raphael eventually grew to be an enemy to be reckoned with, and gave Florentia many victories— Alex was still proud of him.

Alex was a true Avalon. He would not betray his faction. But for the past decade, Alex has ceased to obey his king’s orders with complete obedience. Alex began to investigate many things. He mingled with the Florentians and tried to see this war from a wider perspective.

“I don’t know, it just happened,” Raphael could answer more clearly. His regeneration ability had not betrayed him. The healing was slower. If he drank blood, everything would be better.

Raphael coughed too. A clot of blood gushed out of his mouth. Looks like the injury was quite fatal. It was weird, it usually gets better. Although he could now speak. But he felt his other organs deteriorating.

“King Dimitri poisoned you with silver. His shoes, the gloves he wore and the dagger he always carried— contained silver powder..now the silver flows in your body. I don’t think our scientists can drain your blood and get rid of it. Rutherford had just died. I’m sorry to have to say this. I can’t take you to any lab or prison. Because it looks like you’re going to die here, Raphael,” Alex crouched down beside him, showing concern in the last moments of his student’s life.

“Valerie Dubois,”

“Who?”

“That’s the name of a knight who should receive recognition for her services. Thanks to her I was able to kill three generals of Avalon..could you pass that onto Florentia’s side?”

Alexander looked thoughtful. Valerie Dubois? Wasn’t she the daughter of the dubois family? What has she got to do with Florentia? Then his eyes narrowed.

“You mean he disguised himself as a male knight?”

“Yeah, I don’t know why,”

Before the incident at the Dubois household, he had visited Lapella several times. Gregovich and his team—assisted by several historians—have found a solid theory. The Dubois family was the owner of a cursed weapon without a master controlled by Avalon.

But Avalon had tested it on all the existing Dubois members but none of them could touch the sword. Duke Dubois also at that time insisted that even if the weapon belonged to them—they didn’t want to have it. He chose to throw away the weapon rather than accept the offer to join Avalon.

So, that girl named Valerie Dubois was the owner of that cursed weapon?

“Where is she now?”

“In Balaghar prison, in a state of death. Her hands and feet were also amputated.. she’s been badly tortured here,” Raphael said angrily. He felt weaker and weaker. His vision was blurry.

Alexander regrets it. That meant that the cursed sword would never find a new owner. It was vain; they guarded it for hundreds of years.

“This is a bad war,” Raphael commented.

“Yes, I agree with you,”

“Do you know what the demon inside of me says every time I lose consciousness?” Raphael continued.

“What do you mean?”

“He said humans and vampires could try. But the war won’t end..because the demon’s incarnation is between us and forever we will never be free from the curse,” said Raphael again.

Alexander gasped.

“The demon within you— talk to you?”

Raphael coughed again. The bleeding became more profuse.

“That doesn’t matter now.”

“What do you mean, Raphael? You should explain it to me in more detail!” Alex insisted.

“I don’t know anything. I’m just a knight trying to do my best for Florentia’s victory. But now what? Don’t wars never have a happy ending? The demons who curse us will always be victorious. Isn’t that right?” Raphael smiled sadly, with blood flowing from his pale lips.

Alexander turned very angry at this time. He had guessed something. But he didn’t dare jump to conclusions. He helped research of pure-blood vampires who awakened their demon DNA, because he suspected that there were different souls in their bodies. The soul controlled them when they ran amok. Then now, Raphael had confirmed his suspicions. Raphael was probably the only vampire he knows who had ever spoken to the demon inside him.

“Are you telling the truth, Raphael?”

“The dying person don’t lie,”

“Then do you want a second chance?”

“What?”

“I can control time, I can change this whole thing. But I can’t decide the future. Maybe the outcome will be worse. Today you killed three generals. When I turn back time, you could have died two or three years before today. .war can be better or worse, Raphael,” said Alexander seriously.

“It’s dangerous for you, Alex,”

“I know, but a knight sometimes has to sacrifice his life for what he believes in right?”

“Aren’t you an Avalon?”

“Yeah, but, I suspect we have another enemy..So how about it, Raphael? Willing to repeat it?”

Raphael coughed once more and looked thoughtful. Before he finally nodded.

“When I’m done, you probably won’t remember this day at all. You won’t notice. I just hope . . each of us will fight better. When the time is right, I’ll look for you, Raphael,” said Gregovich again, taking out his chronos scythe, which was now shining with golden light.

“Wheel of time!” he said. The scythe reacted. A mirage was created around them as if the entire scene had been cast in shadow.

Raphael and everyone who was hit by the magic from Kronos wouldn’t remember anything. Except for Alexander Gregovich, and Valerie Chastain. He needed Valerie as a pawn.. Even in order to make Valerie retain her memories— He had to sacrifice a few years of her own life.