Chapter 26
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 26: Vulgar Slaughter, Craven Survival. (4)
Meanwhile. Control Room, the center of the Human Farm. Place commanding all tragedies committed in this underground. Inside that gloomy space, a vampire stood.
“Hmm~ Hm, hmmm~”
Cheerful humming. Pelvis wriggling here and there matching the hummed tune. Vampire man was fully drunk on himself.
Dalgeurak, dalgeurak—. (Clattering)
Is he doing some work. Both hands were moving busily. Gripping various tools, then putting down repeatedly. If hands become dirty, wash with clean water.
“Good, good... feeling good today?”
Pleased expression. That ordinary scenery was even drowsy. When the man was enjoying hobby activities like that...
Beolkeok—! (Burst open)
“Director!”
Another vampire runs into the room. Man immersed in work frowns. Seemed annoyed that his concentration was broken.
“I clearly said... no one should enter when I am working.”
“S-Sorry! But it is an urgent situation...!”
“Want to die?”
“N-N-No! Committed a sin worthy of death!”
“Haa... What is it? What is the problem again? Did some personnel cause an accident?”
Man passing over exercising patience. He called Director fiddles with work tools. Just with that, the vampire in front of him shed cold sweat profusely.
“Th-That is... invasion! Enemies raided the ranch!”
“What? Did information leak or something? How did they find this place?”
“Don't know. More than that, already nearly twenty people suffered from th-those guys...!”
“Suffered? Vampires who even drank human blood fully? Did a knight order swarm in as a whole?”
“N-No! Not that...”
“What? Then what is the scale of the enemy?”
“Scale of enemy is two! Presumed to be one human, one vampire...”
Peoeok—!
Before finishing words, vampire’s head burst like a balloon. Director’s Blood Manipulation Art. Manipulating blood flow, caused explosion inside. Brain fluid swept by that aftermath scatters in all directions.
“......”
Cheolpeodeok—.
Torso sprawling to floor following that. Director’s eyes looking down at him were cold. Gaze looking at trash, as if incomprehensible.
“Just two? And twenty died to a human?”
Tsk—.
Director clicks tongue nervously.
“Retarded bastards. Eating blood like that, can't handle one unexpected situation.”
Things not even worth their meal. Director spits out annoyed deep breath. Half annoyance toward incompetent subordinates, half annoyance toward intruders. Because disturbed when enjoying fully.
“Don't like one and all.”
Put down work tools. Director raises body.
“Always have to clean up shit myself right? Fucking annoying.”
Wriggle—.
Kicking chair once, something on table moves. With difficulty, horribly, as if broken life struggles to move. Bright red lump of meat was placed.
“Feeling was good just now.”
Work of art. Artistic activity Director enjoys. It was human, but ruined enough to be hard to recognize shape. Skin peeled, intestines extracted, appearance with heart exposed... If there is most terrible point, was it the point that it is alive even with such body. Elegant hobby.
“Shall do remaining after coming back.”
Lump on table. Lumps of same shape decorated fully in front of it. Director looked at the art gallery he decorated as if lovely. Afterwards turning back, steps out of control room.
“Hmm... that aside, seems intruders are quite strong. Should have listened to explanation more.”
Director takes out heavy liquor bottle from bosom. Bottle with original contents emptied, filled only with human blood fully. Opening lid and emptying at once.
Gulp, gulp—.
Strong blood supplied to whole body riding esophagus. Taste buds ring clearly, dizzying pleasure strikes. Simultaneously every single cell of whole body seemed to revive. Source of power boiled.
“Kuh... Whatever is fine.”
Because current self won't lose to anyone. Director wasn't an ordinary vampire. One with faint pureblood mixed. Collateral line of royalty existed among distant ancestors. Double stronger than other vampires, and state taking even human blood.
“Fine to catch those and make into works too.”
Director had no confidence to lose. Director walking humming similarly.
“Heung, hmeung~”
However, he didn't expect. That he would never be able to touch work tools again.
Director coming out of control room, walking long corridor. Not long after, his footsteps stopped. As if discovering something.
“......Ho-oh.”
Opposite side. Just in time opponent he was looking for anxiously stood.
“Didn't know you would come to find me first.”
“......”
Human. Boy wearing grotesque mask. Director makes interesting eyes.
“Strange.”
Because unlike heard dangerous, nothing was felt from the boy. Magic power, sorcery, demonic energy... didn't even feel hint of those. Even body type with muscles not developed on body. Frail impression. One opening mouth first was clown side.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Seeing you greet... doesn't seem I mistook the person.”
“Probably correct. If you were looking for intruder.”
“As expected right~? Confused because presence was so faint.”
“Hear that often.”
Weakling. If there was a part concerning, was it weapon held in hand. Silver dagger flashing how much divinity fed. Seemed sliced all subordinates with that.
“My my... these pathetic bastards, lost to merely something like that?”
Brow bending nervously. No matter how looked, only looked like a novice attacking believing in weapon power.
“Hmm.”
Look around. Acrid burnt smell wafting inside corridor. On floor, several slaughtered vampires were sprawled. Limbs sliced, eyes seared, appearance with only life attached. Appearances making wonder if killing was better.
“Haha... taste is very hot?”
Director speaks playfully. Red pupils were measuring opponent.
‘Well... even if weapon looks a bit strong, doesn't seem he caused this mess alone.’
Come to think of it, total number of intruders said two. Said remaining one is vampire. Then indeed is that side main? This guy is lackey, and that vampire guy seemed to be head.
‘If I beat this one for now, remaining guy will appear on own.’
Until then shall I torture leisurely. Since there is sin of disturbing leisure time, didn't intend to kill nicely. Director approaches with leisurely gait.
“Will play for a moment, kid.”
“Good. I also had many stories want to share with you.”
“Ho-oh.”
“You said you are Director. Administrator overseeing this ranch.”
“Oops, did guys blow all such things too?”
“Explained everything kindly.”
“Anyway... bastards not helpful.”
Director bursting into short laughter. He clenched fist slowly, and threw question toward clown.
“I am also curious about one thing... where did companion came together go?”
“Asked for another place. Decided to deal with you alone.”
“Kid. Overflowing spirit is good, but if too excessive becomes poison.”
“Not particularly spirit or anything.”
“Then?”
“Didn't want to show particularly. Since seemed to become quite terrible sight. My Master always pretends to be strong, but in reality frail person. So want to show only good things...”
“Puheup... terrible? Terrible sight? Just what do you intend to do?”
Director ridiculed.
“Mind went out firmly? If spewing bullshit like this.”
“Fufu, might be so.”
Clown reacting plainly. Director put strength in stepping foot stealthily. Wanted to beat up boy slowly, then pull out intestines.
“Kid, here is not place for you to shrug shoulders. Even believing in only one good weapon.”
“Oh my, caught? Mixed bluff a bit though...”
“Okay okay. Will make you into one of my works too.”
Kwaang—!
Step kicking ground lightly. Whether because of excessive impact, floor caves in deeply. Simultaneously contracted Director’s body shoots like arrow.
Swaaa-aek—!
Tearing air, form appearing in instant. Director approached right in front of boy’s nose.
“Die!!”
Punched like that. Clown just stood still whether couldn't even react. Soon touch fist, and boy’s face will shatter into pieces. It was when Director was convinced of victory.
Click—.
Small noise heard.
“......?”
Director’s fist missed greatly. No, saying missed was embarrassing. Trajectory twisted as if pushed by something.
Huuuung—!
Fist cut only innocent empty air. Air bursting, only sound of piercing air rang.
‘What...?’
Director panicking for a moment. On the other hand, clown was just standing in place silently. What he did was just swinging hand lightly to side. However no power was loaded. Like shaking feather, sluggish movement.
“Ha.”
Director makes vain laugh. Because thought he made mistake. Concluded fist wasn't deflected, but missed. That is also so, because impossible for attack to be blocked by such movement.
“Am I old too... body doesn't follow as willed. Making such impossible mistake.”
“Would it be indeed mistake.”
“Shut up will you? Such luck isn't given twice.”
Fist clenched again. This time nothing like doing roughly. Even causing blood spray on fist, deployed full power blow. Swung toward clown like that but...
Click—
“What...?”
This time same too. Attack deflecting boy. Fist couldn't leave any hit. Director’s expression smiling brightly stiffens slightly.
“Luck followed twice.”
“......”
Clown threw a word leisurely.