The Fallen Vampire

Chapter 144: Fight! Fight! Fight!

Unlike the other races of light, fairies or fae are extremely secluded and don't really openly engage in the war as humans, elves, and dwarves do.

Instead, they guard only their own domains with a rather fierce demeanor.

The only reason in particular that they are even counted among the races of light is due to their beauty which humans and elves find so captivating that it is worthy of reverence.

It also helps that they have more of an aversion to fallen than other beings.

Fae are said to be so powerful that if they put their mind to it they could overturn the balance of the world with their numbers alone.

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And whether or not that is rumor or fact, the fallen don't particularly want to find out so they avoid the domains of the fairies like a plague.

So needless to say, the fact that the fallen here had been led right smack into the waiting room of the fairy king himself was about as appealing as a sandpaper fleshlight.

If the demon and elven fallen didn't believe that Taira was a traitor to their race before, they certainly were starting to now.

"Are you anxious? I assure you that you're welcome to leave."

As soon as Aja got down from his back, Taira's body went up into a surge of blue flame.

A moment later, he floated down from the ball of fire and allowed his feet to stand on the surface of the misty lake beneath him.

Different from his usual black kimono, he wore more simple dark black pants and a sleeveless shirt made of a nice, breathable material.

Around his waist hung a blue and gold kimono the same color as his flames.

His wild silver hair was tied up in a long ponytail and gave him a much more refined, non caveman-like look.

Briefly, Ayame, Aja, and Ja'Zaki felt their breath's get caught in their throats.

Taira was unfairly charming, yes but that wasn't the main concern for them.

Though they would never tell him on account of his feelings for them,... he really did look so much like his father and mother that it was damn near scary.

Especially with this cold yet calculating look of murder in his eyes.

"I don't need you to be here... I didn't even want you here. If you're feeling the urge to tuck your tail and run, I hope you aren't counting on me to stop you. But let me be absolutely clear about something..."

Taira closed the distance between he and Kyoen step-by step, with his presence becoming all the more sharp and dangerous at every second.

When he finally stood directly in front of the spider demon, the air pressure surrounding them had begun to whistle like the wind along the surrounding lake.

"If I were planning to kill you... you would just be dead. I would require no grand scheme or even the help of one of the heroes. You and everyone you brought with you would just stop breathing before you could make me break a sweat."

Ja'Zaki : 'Oh damn..'

Ayame : 'You have your mother's mouth too it seems...'

Aja : 'This took less time than I thought it would.'

Kyoen and every demon that he'd brought with him twitched at the sheer audacity of Taira's statement.

He already didn't like the fact that this man obviously had some sort of odd familiarity with Aja.

But now he had the nerve to levy threats against him and his men??

Even if he hadn't insulted him just now, what happened next was bound to occur at some point sooner or later.

"DIE!"

Eight jagged spider legs sprang free from the back of the heavenly demon with the goal of turning Taira into a handsome pincushion.

However, instead of allowing himself to be pierced, Taira performed a graceful back flip into the air to avoid them and give himself some much needed space.

Righting himself in the air, Taira gathered a current of purple lightning in one hand, and a mass of blue fire in the other.

With a throwing motion, Taira hurled the two at the irate demon monarch.

In the midst of heading to their destination, the lightning current separated and changed into numerous bolts that were each no bigger than the ones used in a crossbow.

With the blue fire concentrating itself around the 'tips', Taira had created a volley of around thirty flaming arrows and sent them rushing directly towards Kyoen.

Moving like a ghost, the heavenly demon avoided them step by step and unsheathed each of his precious scimitars.

Ja'Zaki gritted his teeth and took a single step forward like he was going to put an end to this conflict, but Ayame placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him before he could do so.

"Just sit still for a moment, yea? Let them work this out." she asked calmly.

Immediately, Ja'Zaki stared back at her like she was a lunatic.

"Are you off your rocker? What possible reason could you have to ask me to allow them to kill each other? Do you realize whose domain we are in?!"

"Uh-huh."

"Fighting will only weaken us and draw his attention!"

"Naturally."

"Then why in the name of the gods would you ask me to stand aside and watch this foolishness?!" The dark elf monarch was on the verge of tearing his silver hair out from stress.

Ayame based briefly to look at Taira.

He held out his hand and allowed his spirit weapon to appear within his palm; a very sinister looking kusarigama with a blood red chain.

He landed back on the water without causing so much as a single ripple, and rushed at his opponent with a seemingly unenviable bloodthirst.

"Because... he's smarter than this." Ayame finally muttered.

"Not right now he isn't!"

"Just shut up and listen damn it!" Ayame grabbed Ja'Zaki forcefully by his long ponytail in the hopes that she could make him see with her line of thinking.

"I haven't exactly gotten to know Taira the best since he keeps himself so closed off, but... I have never seen him discuss so much as a single step without calculating the risks at least three times over.

"..Tch." this admittedly did cause Ja'Zaki to pause.

Any good assassin no matter how they were trained will always think calculatedly at every single moment.

They have no choice, since this entire line of thinking is beaten into them from the moment that they begin their careers.

Wasteful movement, effort, and thinking all leads to death.

And since Taira is no mere street alley hitman, he should also know this intently.

"I don't know what the man is thinking but, I am content to wait and see. What about you?"

Ja'Zaki folded his arms and resign himself to waiting to see how this all plays out.

"I'll step in the moment it looks like Kyoen is about to die."

"Don't you mean the moment it looks like either of them are going to?"

Ja'Zaki smirked momentarily before it quickly disappeared.

A glimmer of recognition shone in Ayame's good eye before she nodded profusely.

"Right? I was thinking the same thing."