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There was no way to resist when the hammer was cocked and a pistol was pressed against my head. I was dragged to the basement of an abandoned farmhouse, tied like a piece of luggage in the back of an old agricultural truck.

Grace watched with sharp, wary eyes the three men who had cornered her into an old bed in the corner as if they were hunting rabbits.

The skinny young man leaning against one wall was a stranger, but his clothes looked familiar. I thought he was a guest who had come upstairs yesterday afternoon. In reality, he was a rebel who had come to check on her location.

"Coolook... ."

Grace's gaze turned to the farthest corner of the basement where the coughing sound was coming from. The middle-aged man sitting on the chair was a sphere.

Robert 'Bobby' Fisher.

Uncle Bobby is still on the side of the interest groups.

Before Grace was caught as a spy, he was the one who warned my brother about what was going to happen and told him not to come back again. My uncle clearly knew about the dirty work the rebels were doing. So I vaguely thought he had already turned his back on them, but I was shockingly wrong.

An even more astonishing figure was glaring at Grace under the dim light.

Fucking Nancy Wilkins.

I read an article about that damned person who survived being shot and escaped. I also frequently saw wanted posters for Nancy, the only one of the three whose identity had been revealed.

So they waited until late at night when there were few people and made a surprise attack. They subdued Grace at the entrance of the building, dragged her into the house, threw an old suitcase at her, and ordered her to pack her things.

Where on earth are you taking me and what are you going to do with me packing my bags?

Along with anxiety came relief.

He said he needed luggage. It meant he didn't plan on killing me right away.

But if this continues, Ellie... .

"Mom...."

Ellie's voice calling her was hoarse. Grace hugged Ellie tighter, making sure she couldn't see anything as she looked around with anxious eyes.

"are you okay."

"Ellie, Kolok, home...."

The child couldn't even finish saying that he wanted to go home and started to sob and cry. He felt that the atmosphere was not good. He felt sorry for the child who was suffering because he had the wrong parents.

"Ellie, I'm sorry. Mom is going to talk to her friend for a bit, so stay asleep."

Grace whispered in Ellie's ear to calm her down and began to act so that the child would not feel anxious.

"long time no see."

Nancy really spoke calmly, as if she were her friend. Of course, Nancy, who had no intention of coordinating with the child, just snorted in disbelief.

"Tell me what you want."

Pity and begging wouldn't work. But maybe bargaining would. Grace was just going to give Nancy what she wanted and take the baby to the hospital as soon as the sun rose.

"Does that mean you have the ability to grant me whatever I want?"

Nancy, who had been standing with her arms folded, strode forward and pushed the filthy traitor's chin up with the muzzle of her gun, laughing.

"You can treat a Camden vampire like a dog with those jaws. That means you were a traitor from the start."

Nancy recalled the last time she had seen Grace at the post office in Winsford.

"I am not Winston's spy!"

He went on a rampage, claiming to be a revolutionary, and sold his base to the military a few days later. However, for some reason, soon flyers looking for Grace began to appear everywhere.

"If you've sold out your comrades, isn't it common sense for a traitor to join the military? But when I heard that you ran away, I thought, what kind of crazy woman are you?"

It was confusing. Was I not completely on his side?

Then, the moment the crazy woman walked into the trap holding the child's hand alongside the enemy, it dawned on me.

As expected, he was on Winston's side through and through.

While the traitor lived in luxury in the arms of the enemy, Nancy wandered around the kingdom with her comrades until she finally settled down in a circus.

The wandering life was good for avoiding the military's pursuit. Furthermore, the circus was a hotbed of bad people, so even if he hid his past, no one would suspect him.

Then, he happened to be staying in a city where a premiere of that disgusting film depicting the Christmas Eve Massacre was being held. However, the assassination attempt was unexpectedly discovered and thwarted. His comrades were also killed, and he was trying to escape.

"I'm going to do a show on Christmas Eve. There's only three people in the audience. Look at this. I'm so rich!"

The circus leader boasted to the members about the money he had received as a performance contract fee. He added that he would give the members a large portion of the money, so they should give up their day off.

As it turned out, they needed money to get away.

Let's just get the money together and leave. That's what I was thinking, but the name of the person making the reservation is... .

Stanley Pierce.

He was a member of the Countess Winston's staff. It was the name of a key figure that Nancy, who was in charge of the Winsford area, could not have forgotten.

On the third anniversary of the day my comrades fell, the enemy walked into my front yard on his own two feet.

This is God's will.

Nancy began sharpening her sword of revenge again.

Of course, I thought it was strange that Leon Winston was in the circus on Christmas Eve.

But that question was answered as soon as the remaining two audience members revealed their identities.

"I thought this was a God-given opportunity to deal with them all at once. These damn things."

As she spoke, Nancy shifted her gaze from glaring at Grace to the child in her arms. It meant that she was planning to kill even the innocent Ellie.

You're the one who's so damn immortal.

Grace patted the child's back faster so Nancy wouldn't see her hands beginning to shake with anger and fear.

"You shamelessly laughed and enjoyed the day your comrades were killed. You must have laughed like that while watching your comrades being slaughtered."

Comrade. Comrade. How funny. As if you have some great sense of camaraderie. I, too, am merely selling out my cause and my comrades for the sake of avenging my family.

Grace wanted to give it her all like before, but she had to hold back for Ellie's sake.

"Nancy, you misunderstand. I was just held captive by that man."

She pulled the hat down over the child's head, covering his ears. Ellie was too young to realize that she was lying to survive.

"You saw me abandon Winston and run away that day. Don't you know that I ran away and hid in the slums?"

"Don't make me laugh. When I got shot that day, I kicked my gun away and saved that demon's life."

"Don't forget. I saved your life by telling you that An-ga had been caught by the military."

I shouldn't have done that. I should have at least shot Nancy dead before I ran away with that man. What was that little conscience of yours? What was that determination not to kill anyone anymore?

From Ellie, whose fever wouldn't go down, to the man who was waiting for her call all night. Two people's lives were in danger because of a mistake I made in the past.

The sun might rise soon.

It was a windowless basement so I couldn't tell what time it was.

"What on earth do you want?"

Grace, who was becoming desperate, repeatedly asked the purpose of the kidnapping.

"Are you planning to take us hostage and get what you want from that guy?"

Please do so. Then you will have no choice but to tell that man our news.

There were two messages Grace wanted to convey through Nancy.

I didn't abandon you, so please don't do anything drastic. Ellie is here, so please save her.

But Nancy did not easily give in to Grace's inducement.

"Why would I ever call the military into my front yard?"

"Then I'll do whatever it takes, just send the child to the hospital."

"Whatever? How about I dig a trap far away from here and you bring me his head?"

"what?"

Grace snorted, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Are you telling me to walk into the forest? It's going to be my neck that gets cut off?"

"Grace Riddle's dog is quite capable of biting its master's neck."

"Nancy, how about this?"

Grace threw out a specific bait.

"Your father is still alive."

No, actually, I don't know. I've never seen an article about him being executed, so I just assumed it was true. But Nancy didn't refute it, as if she had assumed it correctly.

"Why don't you make a deal with that guy to let him go? You already have two bargaining chips."

Nancy said this a little while ago.

"Grace Riddle's dog is quite capable of biting its master's neck."

She seemed to believe that the man wanted Grace the most. So she predicted that he would leave Grace, the most important of the two cards to be used in the negotiation, here and send only the child, who seemed less important, as bait to open the negotiation.

"I will actively cooperate, so if things go well, forget about the past and please let me go."

I pretended to be sincere, but in reality, I didn't care whether she let me go or not. I was just using it as a smokescreen to keep Nancy from noticing that I was just trying to get Ellie out of here.

"Your father killed Winston's father, so you know that guy won't kill you kindly, right?"

It works. Nancy's face, which had been mocking her the whole time, hardened. As if that wasn't enough, she crossed her arms and paced around in front of her, showing that she was conflicted.

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There was no way to resist when the hammer was cocked and a pistol was pressed against my head. I was dragged to the basement of an abandoned farmhouse, tied like a piece of luggage in the back of an old agricultural truck.

Grace watched with sharp, wary eyes the three men who had cornered her into an old bed in the corner as if they were hunting rabbits.

The skinny young man leaning against one wall was a stranger, but his clothes looked familiar. I thought he was a guest who had come upstairs yesterday afternoon. In reality, he was a rebel who had come to check on her location.

"Coolook... ."

Grace's gaze turned to the farthest corner of the basement where the coughing sound was coming from. The middle-aged man sitting on the chair was a sphere.

Robert 'Bobby' Fisher.

Uncle Bobby is still on the side of the interest groups.

Before Grace was caught as a spy, he was the one who warned my brother about what was going to happen and told him not to come back again. My uncle clearly knew about the dirty work the rebels were doing. So I vaguely thought he had already turned his back on them, but I was shockingly wrong.

An even more astonishing figure was glaring at Grace under the dim light.

Fucking Nancy Wilkins.

I read an article about that damned person who survived being shot and escaped. I also frequently saw wanted posters for Nancy, the only one of the three whose identity had been revealed.

So they waited until late at night when there were few people and made a surprise attack. They subdued Grace at the entrance of the building, dragged her into the house, threw an old suitcase at her, and ordered her to pack her things.

Where on earth are you taking me and what are you going to do with me packing my bags?

Along with anxiety came relief.

He said he needed luggage. It meant he didn't plan on killing me right away.

But if this continues, Ellie... .

"Mom...."

Ellie's voice calling her was hoarse. Grace hugged Ellie tighter, making sure she couldn't see anything as she looked around with anxious eyes.

"are you okay."

"Ellie, Kolok, home...."

The child couldn't even finish saying that he wanted to go home and started to sob and cry. He felt that the atmosphere was not good. He felt sorry for the child who was suffering because he had the wrong parents.

"Ellie, I'm sorry. Mom is going to talk to her friend for a bit, so stay asleep."

Grace whispered in Ellie's ear to calm her down and began to act so that the child would not feel anxious.

"long time no see."

Nancy really spoke calmly, as if she were her friend. Of course, Nancy, who had no intention of coordinating with the child, just snorted in disbelief.

"Tell me what you want."

Pity and begging wouldn't work. But maybe bargaining would. Grace was just going to give Nancy what she wanted and take the baby to the hospital as soon as the sun rose.

"Does that mean you have the ability to grant me whatever I want?"

Nancy, who had been standing with her arms folded, strode forward and pushed the filthy traitor's chin up with the muzzle of her gun, laughing.

"You can treat a Camden vampire like a dog with those jaws. That means you were a traitor from the start."

Nancy recalled the last time she had seen Grace at the post office in Winsford.

"I am not Winston's spy!"

He went on a rampage, claiming to be a revolutionary, and sold his base to the military a few days later. However, for some reason, soon flyers looking for Grace began to appear everywhere.

"If you've sold out your comrades, isn't it common sense for a traitor to join the military? But when I heard that you ran away, I thought, what kind of crazy woman are you?"

It was confusing. Was I not completely on his side?

Then, the moment the crazy woman walked into the trap holding the child's hand alongside the enemy, it dawned on me.

As expected, he was on Winston's side through and through.

While the traitor lived in luxury in the arms of the enemy, Nancy wandered around the kingdom with her comrades until she finally settled down in a circus.

The wandering life was good for avoiding the military's pursuit. Furthermore, the circus was a hotbed of bad people, so even if he hid his past, no one would suspect him.

Then, he happened to be staying in a city where a premiere of that disgusting film depicting the Christmas Eve Massacre was being held. However, the assassination attempt was unexpectedly discovered and thwarted. His comrades were also killed, and he was trying to escape.

"I'm going to do a show on Christmas Eve. There's only three people in the audience. Look at this. I'm so rich!"

The circus leader boasted to the members about the money he had received as a performance contract fee. He added that he would give the members a large portion of the money, so they should give up their day off.

As it turned out, they needed money to get away.

Let's just get the money together and leave. That's what I was thinking, but the name of the person making the reservation is... .

Stanley Pierce.

He was a member of the Countess Winston's staff. It was the name of a key figure that Nancy, who was in charge of the Winsford area, could not have forgotten.

On the third anniversary of the day my comrades fell, the enemy walked into my front yard on his own two feet.

This is God's will.

Nancy began sharpening her sword of revenge again.

Of course, I thought it was strange that Leon Winston was in the circus on Christmas Eve.

But that question was answered as soon as the remaining two audience members revealed their identities.

"I thought this was a God-given opportunity to deal with them all at once. These damn things."

As she spoke, Nancy shifted her gaze from glaring at Grace to the child in her arms. It meant that she was planning to kill even the innocent Ellie.

You're the one who's so damn immortal.

Grace patted the child's back faster so Nancy wouldn't see her hands beginning to shake with anger and fear.

"You shamelessly laughed and enjoyed the day your comrades were killed. You must have laughed like that while watching your comrades being slaughtered."

Comrade. Comrade. How funny. As if you have some great sense of camaraderie. I, too, am merely selling out my cause and my comrades for the sake of avenging my family.

Grace wanted to give it her all like before, but she had to hold back for Ellie's sake.

"Nancy, you misunderstand. I was just held captive by that man."

She pulled the hat down over the child's head, covering his ears. Ellie was too young to realize that she was lying to survive.

"You saw me abandon Winston and run away that day. Don't you know that I ran away and hid in the slums?"

"Don't make me laugh. When I got shot that day, I kicked my gun away and saved that demon's life."

"Don't forget. I saved your life by telling you that An-ga had been caught by the military."

I shouldn't have done that. I should have at least shot Nancy dead before I ran away with that man. What was that little conscience of yours? What was that determination not to kill anyone anymore?

From Ellie, whose fever wouldn't go down, to the man who was waiting for her call all night. Two people's lives were in danger because of a mistake I made in the past.

The sun might rise soon.

It was a windowless basement so I couldn't tell what time it was.

"What on earth do you want?"

Grace, who was becoming desperate, repeatedly asked the purpose of the kidnapping.

"Are you planning to take us hostage and get what you want from that guy?"

Please do so. Then you will have no choice but to tell that man our news.

There were two messages Grace wanted to convey through Nancy.

I didn't abandon you, so please don't do anything drastic. Ellie is here, so please save her.

But Nancy did not easily give in to Grace's inducement.

"Why would I ever call the military into my front yard?"

"Then I'll do whatever it takes, just send the child to the hospital."

"Whatever? How about I dig a trap far away from here and you bring me his head?"

"what?"

Grace snorted, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Are you telling me to walk into the forest? It's going to be my neck that gets cut off?"

"Grace Riddle's dog is quite capable of biting its master's neck."

"Nancy, how about this?"

Grace threw out a specific bait.

"Your father is still alive."

No, actually, I don't know. I've never seen an article about him being executed, so I just assumed it was true. But Nancy didn't refute it, as if she had assumed it correctly.

"Why don't you make a deal with that guy to let him go? You already have two bargaining chips."

Nancy said this a little while ago.

"Grace Riddle's dog is quite capable of biting its master's neck."

She seemed to believe that the man wanted Grace the most. So she predicted that he would leave Grace, the most important of the two cards to be used in the negotiation, here and send only the child, who seemed less important, as bait to open the negotiation.

"I will actively cooperate, so if things go well, forget about the past and please let me go."

I pretended to be sincere, but in reality, I didn't care whether she let me go or not. I was just using it as a smokescreen to keep Nancy from noticing that I was just trying to get Ellie out of here.

"Your father killed Winston's father, so you know that guy won't kill you kindly, right?"

It works. Nancy's face, which had been mocking her the whole time, hardened. As if that wasn't enough, she crossed her arms and paced around in front of her, showing that she was conflicted.

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