There’s no rain that doesn’t stop.
No night that doesn’t dawn.
However, that doesn’t mean the current hardships lessen.
Right now, I use an umbrella to shield from the unceasing rain.
Right now, I board a plane to escape the undawning night.
『I, Romulus, will not die! Forever, will never be!!!』
Is it wrong to grasp the saving hand extended before me?
『I won’t die because of you! You are never a bad omen for me!』
Is running away wrong? Is seeking salvation so wrong?
『The food I ate with you was delicious! Our days together weren’t that bad!!!』
Isn’t there anyone who doesn’t seek salvation? Isn’t there anyone who yearns to escape?
Can people easily reject a helping hand?
『You don’t deserve death! You have the right to happiness! You deserve to live!』
At the brink of darkness, Millia instinctively clings to the salvation offered to her.
Is it wrong to blindly believe and love the hand reached out to you for the first time?
Is there worth in salvation that can’t be offered when it’s most needed?
Millia sees the light, and she is pulled from the darkness.
Mental Interference Magic.
It’s a sinister spell within the realm of mental interference magic, known as 『Night’s Cocoon』. It plunges the target’s mind into darkness, slowly eating away until their spirit is extinguished.
Captured by this forbidden magic, I forcefully pull Millia out of it.
「Typical of a vampire… even without magic, you can dominate the minds of others. How do you infiltrate their psyche?」
Having successfully defeated the giant and with the aim to rescue the girl kidnapped by Mireille, the head of Al-Reten, I was launching an assault on a room where only Mireille and the girl remained, after having knocked down every member of Al-Reten who tried to stop me.
「Damn. You’ve caused quite the trouble. I can’t complete my assignment now.」
「You must’ve given up on that assignment the moment I was abducted, right?」
Though I managed to save her before she was completely taken, the girl, trapped in the Night’s Cocoon and severely mentally drained, remains on the spot. I turn my gaze to Mireille, slowly approaching him.
「Keh keh keh. Well, yes… It’s near impossible to to kill the spirit and turn them into vessels when you, with the blood of a vampire, are here.」
「It’s not nearly impossible. It’s just impossible.」
「Kukuku….. Talkative, aren’t you? Your overly confident attitude hasn’t changed. It’s good to see. It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Romulus?」
「Yes, it has. Mireille.」
I greet Mireille, someone I wished I’d never meet again.