Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 95
Cleanup (1)

The seat that should have belonged to Count Dante.

Once Fabian has taken it, there’s a lot of things he can do with it.

He can track their movements and obtain information that he couldn’t get from the game.

With the added bonus of being able to wield that kind of power like a limb, it was a bargain worth making.

“Let’s begin.”

Fabian gulped at his words.

Staring at the beating heart in his hand, Fabian closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

“Ugh!”

Despite the nausea, he managed to get the heart all the way into his mouth. There was a muffled swallowing sound.

After a few moments.

Fabian’s pupils dilated, and something in his body was changing. He trembled and gritted his teeth. Saliva dripped from his slightly open mouth.

“Urgh…..”

*Crack!*

There was the sound of bones cracking.

His bones snapped, muscles rippled, and his body swelled in a grotesque mess.

“Kil…. Kill me…..”

“Endure, if you want to save Vivian.”

“Ugh…… Urrgh!”

It felt as though hours had passed.

His physique drastically different from before, a pale face and sharp fangs visible between his open mouth.

Completing his transformation, Fabian released a white puff of air.

“Neck… I’m thirsty….”

“Drink this.”

He handed Fabian an elixir that was slightly mixed with his blood. Fabian quickly recovered his complexion.

Once he was fully coherent.

Fabian touched himself here and there as if to assure himself, and then he approached Vivian next to him and gazed at Redin.

“What should I do?”

“Give her your blood.”

Fabian slashed his hand with a knife and brought it to Vivian’s mouth.

A trickle of blood.

Color returned to Vivian’s otherwise deathly dull face. He handed Fabian another batch of elixir infused with blood.

“Give her this, too.”

“……Thank you.”

As Fabian fed her the elixir, Vivian regained consciousness and opened her eyes.

“This…… This is place…”

“Vivian!”

“……Fabian?”

“Thank God.”

The two reunited after a long time.

Hugging each other, tears streaming down their faces.

Although he didn’t want to interrupt their happy moment, but it was necessary to quickly clean up the scene.

Manuel might wake up at any moment.

“Fabian.”

When he called out, Fabian looked up at him, with his arms wrapped around Vivian.

“Yes.”

“Listen carefully, we don’t have much time.”

“Yes.”

“I’ve told you before, what you need to do is get into an organization called the Darkness Seven and secure a position.”

“How do I get into the organization?”

“Grow in power by robbing the Magnes Organization. Once your name is well known, the Darkness Seven will approach you first.”

Fabian nodded, his expression one of seriousness.

“I see, but what do I tell them when they ask how I got this power?”

“Tell them you became a vampire to save someone you love.”

“The Cerberus Organization……”

“Tell them you betrayed them, that you and I have a bad history dating back to the Great Hell War, and if they still doubt you, tell them about your vendetta against your brother.”

‘This should be enough to convince them.’

“Remember, from now on, you are dead, and I will tell the kingdom so.”

“Understood.”

Fabian took the necklace from around his neck and handed it over.

“This will convince my Father.”

“Okay. You should go now. It’s probably time for Manuel to wake up.”

“How can I contact you then….”

“I’ll find you, but forget about this for now and just focus on getting stronger and getting into Darkness Seven.”

“Understood.”

Fabian took Vivian and left the area. As they left, he surveyed the devastated place.

Remnants of the battle with Count Dante.

He walked past the carnage to where Manuel lay. As he made his way, his thoughts drifted to the memory of Count Dante that he had gained from the Mask of the Dead.

” Hmm….”

The memory began in the castle’s office.

Seated in his office, Count Dante was organizing everything about his secret vault.

Maps and locations.

And even passwords.

-The price of a heart…… This is a good deal.

He took one of the many contents and placed it in a small envelope, placing the rest in a desk drawer and magically sealing it.

*Knock!* *Knock!*

-The Count’s guest has arrived.

-Who is it?

-He says he’s here to make a deal.

-Tell him to come in.

The door opened and a maid walked in.

Following her was a person covered in a hood.

They entered the office.

As he stood in silence, Count Dante turned to the maid.

-Leave us.

-Understood.

The maid stepped out and the room grew somber.

The hooded figure pulled something out of his bosom.

A vial filled with red blood.

-The blood of a candidate for sainthood.

-And the heart?

-A week later. It will arrive in the morning before the full moon.

-Okay.

Count Dante handed the small envelope to the Hooded Man. The man walked over to retrieve it.

As he got closer, he caught a glimpse of the man’s face inside the hood.

A black cross painted on the left cheek.

-That’s…….

The memory ended with Count Dante’s words.

“A Black Cross….”

If it had been reversed, it would have looked like the symbol of the Demonic Cchurch, but it was a black cross in the correct orientation.

It was a symbol he recognized from the game. There was only one organization on the Bern Continent that used that symbol.

A secret organization of the Holy Empire.

The Knights of the Black Cross.

Like Burning Hell’s Special Task Force, they operated in the shadows of the Holy Empire and kept everything secret.

“Looks like we can catch the traitor sooner than I thought….”

His gaze shifted to look down at Manuel.

Crouching low, he shook his shoulder lightly.

“Sir Manuel.”

“…….”

“Manuel.”

“Ugh!”

“Are you okay?”

Manuel, who had barely gotten himself up, looked around with a furrowed brow before looking at him.

“What happened?”

“Count Dante was dealt with, and I have some important information that I gained in the process.”

“What information?”

“The one who gave the blood of the Saint Candidate to Count Dante, his left cheek marked with a black cross.”

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Burning Hell’s Warden Rukel.

Deep dark circles around his eyes.

After waking up at dawn to receive an emergency report, Rukel hadn’t slept for the next 24 hours.

A constant stream of reports.

In particular, the information that Redin was bringing in was beyond mind-boggling.

“Haaaaah…..”

Rukel yawned, but his eyes didn’t rest. Lifting the strong coffee to his side, he brought it to his mouth.

*Sip!*

While sipping his coffee, he reviewed the report.

‘The 12 Families….’

After the downfall of the Oberg Empire.

The families that took the greatest prestige.

However, among them, there are some who have maintained their prominence to this day, while others have seen their standing decline and even their fortunes are in danger.

There are reports that the children of these 12 families were treated like slaves.

-Hosting a drug party, inviting the scions of the deeply rooted nobility of the current six kingdoms to have some fun with the slaves.

-It is believed that he was attempting to sow internal division within the Six Kingdoms.

Rukel took another sip of his coffee.

If Cerberus hadn’t discovered and resolved the situation first, this was a huge event that would have caused an internal schism in the Six Kingdoms, as stated in the report.

How fortunate they were.

“Count Dante…….”

The person responsible for this.

-He was a vampire.

-He had been working with Magnes, but for some unknown reason, he betrayed them and joined hands with the Darkness Seven.

Once again, The Darkness Seven.

The organization that no one knows about.

Who belongs to it.

Where it operates.

None of these have been revealed.

The only thing that has been established is that they are trying to cause the division of the Six Kingdoms.

“Why…..”

Why would they target the Six Kingdoms?

Rukel turned his attention to another report. Criminal organizations, including Pierre and Hekan, were uniting to take on Magnes.

Those criminal organizations were the first thing that came to mind when he thought of the Oberg Empire.

The descendants of the fallen Oberg Empire.

If so, there was a very high probability that the anomalies in the criminal organizations were also related to the Darkness Seven.

“Huuuu….”

*Knock!* *Knock!*

“Warden, this is Puhle.”

At the familiar voice of a subordinate inviting him to come in, the door opened and Puhle entered.

“What’s going on?”

“This is a report from the task force that was sent to the field. They have investigated everything that happened to the noble children who were there, and have now turned over those who have completed their investigation to the knights of their respective kingdoms.”

“What about the children of the Twelve Families?”

“As the Warden ordered, they have been transported to Burning Hell, where the Head of the Medical Department is currently in charge of their care.”

There was a reason the Twelve Families were kept separate.

The mental and physical treatment of the Twelve Families is urgent, but it is also because their respective patriarchs may not be able to look at the situation calmly, and their anger may be directed at the noble children of the Six Kingdoms.

“The heads of the Twelve Families will be visiting, so arrange things in preparation. I’ll meet them in person and brief them.”

“Understood.”

“By the way, where is Cerberus II now?”

” Everyone, including Redin, headed for the Ravino Kingdom. It seems they’re going to inform King Ravino himself about Fabian’s death.”

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He delivered Fabian’s necklace back to the Kingdom of Ravino and informed them of his death. He requested to be allowed to meet with the King of Ravino.

“His Majesty says he will not speak to anyone until after the funeral.”

He was turned away at the entrance to the Royal Palace.

The funeral would last a week.

In the meantime, Cerberus II was given a week’s rest. Then he separated from his group and searched for Count Dante’s secret vaults.

There was no sign that anyone had touched them.

Over the course of Count Dante’s long life as a vampire, he had accumulated a great wealth of money, jewelry, and items.

He packed only a small portion of it into his subspace pouch.

When he returned to the Ravino Kingdom, the funeral was in the midst of its final stages.

“Attention, Everyone!”

Fabian’s coffin was returned to the palace, having circled the entire Kingdom of Ravino, and the knights carrying it entered the palace.

A crowd gathered around them.

“Salute to the Second Prince!”

“Salute!”

With a roaring salute, musicians began performing, until Fabian’s coffin disappeared into the Royal Palace.

Watching them pass.

*Beep!* *Beep!*

The signal came from a rippling conch shell.

“Hello.”

-I’m sorry I’m late, I had to take care of something urgent.

“That’s okay, did you take care of the urgent matters?”

-I became acquainted with the Count Dominic whom you mentioned, and through him I got to know a few of the other nobles around here…….

Marek’s words trailed off, and he spoke again.

-I’m thinking we might be able to take advantage of this opportunity to grow the Merchant Troupe further along the line?

“I’ve prepared something for that.”

He gave Marek the location of Count Dante’s secret vaults.

“From there, you can make up the difference in funding and grow the Merchant Group as much as you can.”

-Bolster it up. Okay.

“And I need you to find me some Mages with good skills and a decidedly tight-lipped demeanor.”

-Mages?

“Yes.”

He intend to visit the Imperial Laboratory soon. It would take a lot of Mages to research the Super Magic Bomb.

-I understand.

“See you then.”

After disconnecting, he walked towards the Ravino Royal Palace. Using Ghost Walk, he managed to sneak inside the palace.

Although he could have gotten in a week previously.

The reason he didn’t was because the Kingdom of Ravino needed time to fully come to terms with Fabian’s death.

“Hmmm…”

Detecting the presence of the knights around him, he concealed himself carefully and made his way to where King Ravino resided.