Crimson Servant

"Are you crazy?" John looked at Vivian who was looking down at him. Her lips were still stained with blood, his own blood.

"It should be said that I finally woke up now." That charming face quickly turned cold, and she stared at the magician as if she were staring at a promotional product that she bought just because of the discount.

Vivian suddenly felt a discomfort in her body. She quickly jumped away and kept a distance from the magician, but she still did not avoid the pain inside her body and fell to her knees. Clear veins appeared on the vampire's pale face, and the warlock's blood penetrated into her body, controlling the vampire's ability to move.

John stood up from the ground and touched the wounds on his neck with his fingers. Blood had coagulated in those two wounds. John vaguely felt a dark force seeping into his blood, but the power of these vampires was quickly swallowed by his own blood. There wasn't even a little irritating reaction, so John was puzzled by Vivian's behavior.

"You actually tried to transform a Veltis warlock?"

Vivian, who was kneeling on the spot, was suffering from the pain of blood backlash, as if hundreds of insects were biting her flesh and blood. Her face, which was full of blood vessels and became ferocious, raised and faced John.

"You found your power? That's bad luck for me."

Vivian Ordiz lowered her head, pretending to accept defeat.

It all happened so fast, and John felt more confusion than anger at being betrayed. Blood came out of the vampire's arm, forming a cage to imprison her body. John used this to show his condescending position. The warlock looked at his former companion, and the image in his memory flashed by.

"Vampire or madwoman, which one is the real you?"

Vivian raised her eyebrows. She seemed unhappy with the sorcerer's calm attitude towards her, and said provocatively: "Which one do you want to be true? The woman who fell in love with you at first sight and whose estrus period is equal to her active time? "

John felt that he needed to adapt to the communication habits of vampire Vivian, and her occasional verbal quirks made the warlock feel overwhelmed.

"Do you have a split personality? The other one is you too."

Vivian spat in response to John's tone of favor towards the other Vivian.

"Self-loathing is a common emotion, and if you watched someone who looked exactly like you engaging in activities that were completely different from your own principles and preferences all the time, you would feel the same way I do."

John looked at the vampire's blood-red eyes, which were very similar to the eyes that looked at him in the past, but the emotions were completely opposite.

"You are the real Vivian, a vampire. The enthusiastic and generous female ranger is just a way for you to hide yourself and escape from the world. I understand, you also hate your identity as a vampire, so you would rather become another Vivian Ann didn't want to become a vampire either. But the world exposed your lies."

"If you can loosen the shackles of my hands, I will definitely applaud your wisdom." Vivian said this, but her eyes showed annoyance that she wanted to strangle John. Struggling to maintain one's own dignity is what the two Vivians have in common, and it seems that John has hit her sore point.

John pieced together an answer to why Vivian had been feeling unwell recently and was fighting the urge to suck blood. Since the Daystar Team crossed over from another world to the castle, Vivian has transformed into a vampire again. She has restrained herself all the way and provided support in this adventure. Until now, she left the camp and came here, trying to endure it alone.

This is not the first vampire John Camp has encountered, but Vivian is definitely the weirdest one. She is a hunger striker. She still has faith and tries her best not to hurt others, as can be seen from the warning she gave when she finally got close to her.

John recalled Barnes' advice.

"You can't hold back your blood-sucking urge forever. If I don't come tonight, who do you think you are going to bite?"

"Animal, if you can't find an animal, choose the enemy. If you can't find either, choose Barnes. He looks the meanest. I will feel the least guilty if I suck his blood."

Now John understood that what Barnes had awakened was not his conscience about caring for his companions, but his premonition of danger.

"You're not going to kill me?" The female vampire raised her head. The sorcerer's tiresome exchange made Vivian feel that he didn't have much intention to kill. Even though she created two wounds on his neck, she still had no intention of killing him. Drinking these dangerous bloods that embarrass themselves.

John nodded.

"In another world, the only people I trust most right now are you, my companions who have come together. I can even accept Arlington. Your combat effectiveness is also an important part of the team's strength. Moreover, from a rational conclusion, I am Blood sucking is also partly self-inflicted. I know how irresistible the urge to suck blood is for a vampire, and I will treat this attack as an accident. After all, you see, your blood servant transformation failed."

"Then untie me! I will continue to stay in the team and act as your thug." Vivian snorted coldly.

John didn't do as he was told. He controlled the vampire's body through the chains and asked Vivian, who had a cold expression, to stand up.

"I will not release the blood control and treat it as an accident rather than as if it did not happen. Do you think the Veltis Warlock will laugh off the attack? Subject to me, this is the price you should pay for your attack. .Remember what you said to me? 'Blood Servant'. Before this adventure is over, your power belongs to me."

The cage was dismantled and turned into blood and penetrated into Vivian's palm. She resumed her actions and looked at her white and red palm. The color in the blood vessels did not represent health, but a shackle.

"You'd better keep your word." Vivian passed by John. The blood-sucking impulse was over. She had no reason to stay here with the magician who controlled her. Vampire Vivian had no interest in dancing.

The return of the two did not attract the attention of their companions. They returned to their respective beds and spent the night in silence.

the next day.

John shared his assumptions about this other world with his teammates, as well as Vivian's vampire identity.

"This is a fictional world where the gods are dead. The magic network is out of control and the divine power dissipates, so we lose magic. This is the rule of this world. However, we are time travellers, and the rules of this world do not fit perfectly. There is a loophole in us. You can try it, recognize this wrong world with your mind, and believe that you have not lost your magic, and you may be able to regain your ability to cast spells."

John looked at Barnes. He knew that Barnes mastered a lot of unknown ritual magic. This was the knowledge he had gained from dealing with hell for many years. If the captain could regain his combat effectiveness at this time, it would be a great benefit to the team. promote.

Barnes thought for a moment and agreed to try. He had a shallow spiritual communication with the magician and planted a psychological hint of belief in his heart.

Barnes began to try to feel the magic, and after a few minutes, he shook his head.

"You're overlooking a problem, John."

"That's the difference between divine power and mortals."

"If your hypothesis is true, this is a world constructed according to the lies of the Prince of Lies, and the core that maintains the world is the power of crimson. The person who created this world is a high-level existence similar to the crimson god Veltis. This It is a domain of gods, a kingdom of gods. As far as mortals are concerned, gods do not lie. Mortals cannot disobey the oracle of the Creator."

"We cannot use magic. We can only abide by the rules set by this world. This is reflected from the beginning when we cross the world barrier. We lose magic."

"The fact that you can restore the Crimson Spell is not because of your status as an outsider, but because the power of Crimson is already allowed to be used in this world where magic is out of control."

"Perhaps this is a privilege granted to crimson believers by the master of this world..."

“Or maybe He’s looking for you this way.”