My Players Are So Fierce

589: 202.

Past of the Dark Female Baron – Extra update from Alliance Hierarch, Asking for Monthly Votes!【1/15】_4

589: 202.

Past of the Dark Female Baron – Extra update from Alliance Hierarch, Asking for Monthly Votes!【1/15】_4

Their original intention was to return me to Westerburg, my grandparents’ home, by my mother’s wishes.

But, terrible things existed within the Polluted Swamp…

My uncle and aunt laid their bones there, protecting me, and I had to blindly make my way back to Transylvania alone.

The people of the border village did not accept me, they regarded me as an omen of misfortune.

I was tired and hungry, beaten half to death for stealing, I would have died there …

if it had not been for the young miss.

“But you didn’t go back to Westerburg.”

Said Murphy.

“It seems you did not want to obey your mother’s arrangement?”

“Why should I?”

The usually gentle Adel retorted in this rare moment:

“What virtues did my mother possess in her life that I should obey her?

All her tragedies stemmed from her na?vety and foolishness!

The only thing worth praising about her was her pursuit of freedom, yet look at what she sacrificed for something she discarded and yearned to reclaim!

I respect my father, whom I’ve never met, more than her.

I believe my father didn’t die just because of his love for my mother, on that day.

I choose to believe that he, who never intended to leave the Eternal Abyss, died for me.

That man didn’t want me, his daughter, to lead the same life as him!

What appeal does a family that raised my foolish mother hold for me?

I’d rather follow the young miss and become her servant.

Sure, I visited Westerburg once after it was destroyed by the plague, but as I expected, that house had long since faded into history, their family crest disappeared even before the decade-long war broke out.

Since then, my last connection with my mother has been cut off, and it has greatly relieved me.

I am Adel, master.

I’m Bella Burness Adel!

My name comes from my father’s final gift and blessing, and also from two elders who sacrificed their lives to protect me, both of whom are worthy of my respect.

But there is nothing that connects her to this.

I despise her.

I don’t want to be a burden to others like her.

That’s it.”

The night fell silent.

After a few seconds, Murphy took out a handkerchief and handed it to Adel, whispering:

“Had you not been a vampire incapable of shedding tears, I’m afraid you would have cried.

The world has clearly not been kind to us, pretend to wipe away the tears of your painful soul.

Do you need the help of the young miss and I to beat up that arrogant bow Knight?

We would be glad to.”

“No, I’m not upset because she called me a half-blood.”

Lady Adel sneered.

She held the handkerchief, whispering:

“I was just reminded of the past.

I’m a Half-Elf with a quarter Elf heritage.

I’m neither human, nor a descendant of the Dark, not even belonging to the forest, and now, not even belonging to the world under the sun.

My identity is too complicated.

I don’t even know how to fit into the structure of this world.

Mr.

Murphy, do you ever feel this way?

Like being abandoned by the world.”

“Yes.”

Murphy folded his arms and looked into the distant night sky.

He said:

“That feeling is called being a vampire…

Eternal Sinful Descendants forever unaccepted, and yet, we carry the world’s malice without even knowing the crime we committed.

In this world, who could be more miserable than us?”