Campione: Strongest Godslayer!-Chapter 273: Killing Him Right Here

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Chapter 273 - 273: Killing Him Right Here

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Knock~ Knock~ Knock~

The sound of knocking slowly echoed.

Inside the room, on a Simmons mattress large enough to accommodate five people, a human-shaped bulge wrapped in a beige velvet quilt stirred slightly.

Knock~ Knock~ Knock~

The knocking sounded again.

An arm, like exquisite jade, slowly extended from under the quilt. Two slender fingers grasped a corner of the quilt, pulling it down with considerable effort.

Hair as black as the night sky slowly spilled out from under the quilt, followed by fair, rounded shoulders. Then, the movement abruptly stopped.

Altrouge opened her eyes slightly, just a sliver, and spoke lazily. "Which fool dares disturb my rest at this hour?"

Her lazy words carried an icy chill.

Although she was a hybrid of True Ancestor and Dead Apostle, immune to sunlight, Altrouge still detested sunlight intensely. Normally, unless it was dusk, she would absolutely not awaken.

Moreover, although she was a noble True Ancestor princess, she also suffered from the symptom known as 'waking up grumpy'—

Altrouge suddenly thought of something, her voice turning alluring as she spoke. "Is that you, Haru? Coming to bother me again? This time, I'll need a liter of blood before I forgive you!"

In this villa, the Black and White Knights and Fou, who understood her habits, would normally never disturb her sleep. Only her lover, possessing a 'death-proof gold medal,' would dare risk offending her by waking her.

"...Your Highness, it is I. Strout!" Strout's voice, tinged with helplessness amidst its usual indifference, came from outside the door.

"Strout? What's wrong with you, usually so steady? Could it be that something major has happened?" Altrouge's expression stiffened, her tone dissatisfied.

"Yes. A familiar monitoring the town has spotted the White Princess!" Strout stated coolly. When mentioning the White Princess, his tone carried an added trace of respect.

Although Strout was loyal to Altrouge, making Arcueid technically an enemy, as a former knight of the Crimson Moon, he still held lofty respect for the other princess.

Altrouge abruptly sat up in bed. The soft quilt immediately slid down her smooth, jade-like skin, revealing her delicate body covered in love bites. "Why is she here?"

Mentioning Arcueid, Altrouge's expression became exceptionally complex. Although Arcueid had severely wounded her, Arcueid at that time was merely the execution tool of the Millennium Castle True Ancestors, completely lacking self-awareness.

Moreover, they were ultimately sisters sharing the Brunestud name. How deep could the hatred go? Towards that sister who had been used as a tool, her feelings were extremely complicated. She wanted to get close, but Arcueid's stubbornness made it impossible.

The older sister wanting to dote on her younger sister, and the younger sister ordered to kill her older sister—the relationship between the Black and White Princesses was just that strange.

"The situation is unclear. Logically, Mister Haru, having become a True Ancestor, shouldn't have his body usurped by Roa. But the familiar did indeed witness the White Princess," Strout stated calmly from outside the door.

"...Apologies, Your Highness. I suspect Mister Haru might have been possessed by Roa," Strout fell silent for a moment, then voiced his opinion.

"Haru's body absolutely cannot be usurped by Roa! It belongs to me! His blood, his body—it all belongs to me!!"

Altrouge tightly gripped the quilt, the veins on her fair, translucent arms clearly bulging. Her originally crimson eyes began to glow with a golden hue, immense magical power slowly overflowing.

"Your Highness, your injuries?" Sensing that immense magical power, Strout spoke with astonishment.

"Thanks to Haru's blood, I've mostly recovered," Altrouge shifted slightly, leaning her smooth back against the headboard, speaking gently.

"Hmm? Your Highness, Merem's tracks have been found," Strout frowned, closed his eyes, and after sensing the information transmitted by the familiar, spoke.

"Merem? That fellow came too?" Altrouge's expression immediately turned flustered. Due to Altrouge being somewhat familiar with Merem when the Crimson Moon was still around, during the previous few pursuits by the Holy Church, she and Merem had held back against each other.

Because of this, rumors spread in the magical world that she liked Merem. However, now that her current 'husband' and 'fake lover' might actually run into each other, Altrouge immediately panicked. The more she cared about Haru, the more flustered she became.

"Strout, coordinate with Blood and Fou! You must capture Merem alive! I will personally finish him off—in front of Haru!!" Altrouge covered her face, speaking sharply.

"...Yes!" Strout felt some pity for Merem. Being hunted by three Ancestors just because of some Executor's joke of a rumor—Merem was truly pitiful. Speaking of which, it seemed Merem had lived a rather tragic life since birth.

"Your Highness, with Merem's appearance, I worry if the Burial Agency has also mobilized. After all, we have stayed here for quite some time, and Blood has caused quite a disturbance. I fear we might face a joint siege by the White Princess and the Burial Agency," Strout said gravely.

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Subsequently, Altrouge took a deep breath, her expression becoming solemn.

"Indeed. Although Haru's body cannot possibly be usurped, he does carry Roa's aura. My sister attacking Haru is inevitable. Coupled with our blood feud with the Burial Agency, it is possible we will be besieged."

"However, Strout, the Burial Agency certainly doesn't know about my recovered injuries or Haru's existence. Having been hunted for eight hundred years—it seems we can counter-siege this time." Altrouge slightly parted her vermilion lips, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

Having been chased for so long, did they really think the Eclipse Princess of Black Blood had no temper? Altrouge believed it was time to let the world witness the terror of the Black Princess.

"Your subordinate will make the arrangements immediately!" Strout responded gravely.

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The sun gradually slanted westward, casting orange sunlight onto the town streets.

In the alley next to the bakery, Elesia leaned against the wall, looking somewhat flusteredly at the silver-haired youth before her.

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