The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick-Chapter 359: My Mother is Me? Then Who Am I?
Viktor stood still, his gaze fixed on Pricis, who wore a black formal dress that covered her "legs."
Feeling Viktor's stare, Pricis's eyes filled with fear. She froze nervously in place, her hands gripping her dress until they turned white.
For Pricis, the man before her was nothing short of a nightmare. The burning flames from last time had nearly destroyed everything she had. If it weren't for her father's timely appearance, she probably wouldn't be standing here now.
But despite her fear, she had no choice but to come here to find Viktor.
"Speak. Why have you come looking for me?"
Hearing Viktor's voice made Pricis tremble in fear. Still, she managed to stammer:
"Please... save my mother."
"She's... been trapped... by my father."
Each word seemed to drain her strength as she struggled to speak them.
Viktor narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze examining Pricis:
"Are you truly unaware, or just pretending to be?"
Under Viktor's piercing gaze, Pricis became even more nervous. She unconsciously took two steps back, her face turning pale as she pressed against the wall.
Suddenly, that twisted figure with the same face as Pricis struggled to its feet and walked in front of her. It spread its arms toward Viktor. Though its irregular limbs made it hard to tell, it was undoubtedly trying to protect Pricis.
Seeing this, Viktor gave a light chuckle.
"Even after becoming a Blood Descendant, constantly affected by that incurable madness, you still instinctively want to protect your daughter?"
He couldn't help but marvel.
"How touching."
Pricis listened to these words, terrified by his words, her face pale as she silently endured her fear.
Viktor turned back to her and continued:
"Perhaps you know that your mother's soul currently occupies your body."
"You think your father did this deliberately, so you hope to rescue your mother's soul."
Upon hearing these words, Pricis couldn't help but look up at Viktor, her eyes full of hope and certainty.
However, Viktor's next merciless words pierced her heart like arrows:
"But your actions will only cause your mother's soul to completely dissipate."
Hearing this, Pricis's pupils dilated, her expression becoming panicked in an instant.
She stared at Viktor, unable to accept it.
"How... can this be..." she struggled to cry out.
"You should be clear about what you are."
Viktor's voice was cold:
"From the very beginning, you were never human."
Before he finished speaking, Viktor's gaze turned back to the monster as he spoke flatly:
"Once, you were a Blood Descendant, but your indiscriminate madness caused you to kill your mother without realizing it."
"Your mother was torn apart by your insanity, not even leaving half an intact corpse."
Hearing this, Pricis's entire body stiffened.
In her mind, she had never had this memory.
"Your father, for her sake - that is, your mother's sake."
Viktor reached out his hand, pointing at the Blood Descendant who looked identical to Pricis, and continued:
"To prevent her soul from dissipating, he begged Duke Balo to merge her soul into your body."
"While you were separated out, spared from bearing the madness and suffering of being a Blood Descendant."
The reason Pricis hadn't dissipated wasn't because the Duke had preserved her soul.
It was because Pricis hadn't actually died - her physical body remained intact.
So her soul was merely separated out.
Therefore, she couldn't enter the underworld to reincarnate, nor could she enter the realm of the dead.
But Pricis's mother was different.
Because she was near death, she needed a complete body to house her broken soul.
This body had to have sufficient compatibility to induce her soul to settle.
Thus, Pricis's body, with its blood relation, became the first choice to anchor her mother's soul to this world.
But as Pricis was a Blood Descendant, even with her mother's soul merged into this body, she still had to constantly endure the symptoms of being a Blood Descendant.
This condition had no cure.
To heal the blood madness, it could only be solved from the source.
That meant having the Blood Descendant transform into a true vampire.
To achieve this condition, the only way was...
...
"What!? Marry Pricis!?"
Everyone present froze in place when they heard King Augustus announce his choice for queen, standing like clay statues in the golden hall.
What did the king just say...?
Marry Pricis!?
Aurelianne also stood stunned. She had met the girl the king spoke of, and she knew exactly what Pricis was.
Pricis Nisse.
The deceased daughter of that devoted count, Count Laurien Nisse.
However, she was now a ghost!
And this King Kanter actually wanted to marry a ghost?
This would be shocking not just in the Kingdom of Kanter, but anywhere in the world!
The nobles present were in complete chaos, their confusion no less than Aurelianne's as they heard this news.
Count Laurien's daughter?
Wasn't she already dead?
How could the king marry a deceased girl?
Countless nobles looked toward Count Laurien behind Augustus, but found no trace of surprise on his face.
The two seemed to have arranged this beforehand.
This made them even more confused.
Finally, a noble in the banquet hall broke the deadlock, standing up and loudly rebuking Augustus:
"Your Majesty, you owe us all an explanation!"
With these words, the surrounding nobles all nodded in agreement.
Everyone's gaze fell on the young king.
Setting aside what exactly he planned to do and whether he was just seeking attention,
Even as a joke, for a king to marry a dead person was taboo.
After all, who wouldn't be confused by a king marrying a dead person?
However, Augustus just smiled, as if he had anticipated everyone's reaction, and said:
"I am serious."
The crowd's chatter stopped abruptly, with several nobles sinking weakly into their chairs from shock.
"I will marry Pricis, this is for the future of the entire kingdom."
For the kingdom's sake?
This sounded as absurd as a fairy tale.
One count could no longer contain himself. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up sharply, cursing at Augustus:
"Augustus, have you gone mad!?"
After the demi-human invasion incident at the royal castle, people were already dissatisfied with Augustus.
Now, he dared to pull something like this.
To the point where this angry count directly addressed Augustus by name.
"She's long dead! You should know this!"
At this moment, Augustus slowly narrowed his eyes, turning gradually to fix his cold gaze on that count.
His eyes emitted a chilling light as he responded coldly:
"Is that so?"
The candlelight in the vast banquet hall began to flicker unstably, and people's shadows started to dance with the flames on the golden walls.
Half of Augustus's face was shrouded in shadow, but that deep, profound gaze made everyone's skin crawl in the dimness, sending chills down their spines.
He slightly parted his lips, but this smile appeared extraordinarily eerie to everyone:
"But what if Count Laurien's daughter could be resurrected?"
Hearing this, the nobles were all dumbfounded, looking at each other with a speculation in their minds.
Could it be... that Duke Balo would resurrect Pricis?
But Duke Balo would never agree to this.
Everyone knew Count Laurien's tragic experience.
It was said that his daughter died because her insane mother brutally killed her.
And Count Laurien was heartbroken,
In his desperation, the count wanted to resurrect his daughter.
He went to see Duke Balo with his vast territory and enormous wealth, willing to offer it all to the Duke,
Even willing to become Duke Balo's subordinate confidant himself.
After all, everyone present knew that necromancers could resurrect the dead.
But none of them had seen it with their own eyes.
Had Count Laurien finally convinced Duke Balo to resurrect his daughter?
Or did the king plan to speak up and request on Laurien's behalf?
But even if this was done, what was Augustus's purpose?
Even if Count Laurien's daughter was resurrected and he married Pricis, it wouldn't bring any benefit to the kingdom.
Because Laurien was already a count of the Kanter Kingdom.
Although his influence was considerable.
It definitely didn't reach the level warranting a royal marriage.
Yet Augustus firmly claimed it was for the future of the entire kingdom.
If it was truly for the kingdom's benefit, wouldn't it be better to arrange a marriage with the princess from the neighboring empire?
Moreover, she was right there beside him!
Augustus saw the nobles' lack of understanding and said with a grin:
"Speaking of which, do you all know about the 'Blood Sacrifice'?"
Everyone was stunned, and before they could react, they heard Augustus continue:
"A ritual requiring at least thousands of lives as sacrifice."
"This can strip away a Blood Descendant's form, transforming them into a true vampire."
The people present listened in bewilderment.
Wait a minute?
Blood Descendant? Vampire?
What did this mean? How did the conversation turn to this?
The nobles looked at each other, whispering in the banquet hall.
Augustus basked in the sound of their whispers, suddenly raising his voice to ask:
"Now, how much time remains until midnight?"
A noble was startled, unconsciously checked his pocket watch, and said:
"About... three hours?"
Augustus's lips curved upward in a satisfied smile as he nodded slightly.
"That's enough time."
Suddenly, countless sounds of hooves and wagon wheels erupted from outside the banquet hall.
The sound rumbled like thunder, as if an army had gathered.
The carriages drew closer and closer, the shocking sound growing louder and louder,
Almost making the entire ground shake.
The nobles watched anxiously as the carriage procession approached from outside. Each carriage was followed by a huge wagon, as if for transporting some cargo.
What was going on?
Augustus's eyes flickered with anticipation and fervor, "If you're interested, come with me to take a look?"
As the words fell, a group of nobles had already stepped outside.
The moment they approached the carriages, their expressions suddenly froze, their ruddy faces turning iron-gray, then purple.
They scattered in all directions, vomiting uncontrollably, the mixture of alcohol and food falling in the courtyard with a sour stench.
Several nobles stared in disbelief, pointing their trembling fingers forward:
"Augustus, you..."
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Chapter 359: My Mother is Me? Then Who Am I?
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