The more Selunia read, the more that inexplicable sense of déjà vu intensified in her heart.
Although there were some strange phrases in the book, she understood little.
But all in all… it seemed to be about a poor man whose fiancée was stolen by a vampire.
Hmm… vampires messing with girls…
So familiar…
But this record, supposedly from the early Glorious Era…
Lilith couldn’t have lived that long, could she?
Unimaginable… let’s just assume all blood kin are that perverted.
Except for herself.
She was a well-behaved, sensible, and obedient child.
Thinking this, Selunia continued to turn to the next page.
[…]
[It’s a good thing this blood kin territory only has one Blood Ancestor… and that brat doesn’t have any other offspring, otherwise I’d probably be done for.]
[But after being beaten twice, my mind seemed to clear up a bit.]
[I felt there was something strange about this; why would the lord’s daughter, rather than sharing that arrogant brat with so many beautiful girls in the castle, choose to abandon the lord’s family wealth and status…]
[So the next day, after my broken leg recovered… I prostrated myself in a very standard dogeza and begged that bastard for a long time before she agreed to let me talk to the lord’s daughter alone.]
[Hmm, I see, that lord… all his so-called daughters were adopted… brainwashed from a young age to bind powerful individuals to their family through marriage…]
[That idiotic lord… had a total of twelve daughters!]
[He also kept the parents of these fake daughters in his mansion as a threat…]
[Even… that lord was secretly involved in selling female slaves…]
[And this fake young lady, not wanting to be coerced by the evil lord… sought help from a certain person who was passing by the lord’s mansion…]
[That vampire loli even helped her rescue and settle her family…]
[The result… turns out I was tricked…]
[Which means… the eleven-year-old girl the lord later said he’d marry…]
[Very good…]
[I’ll go back and cut down that scoundrel of the feudal landlord class.]
[My head was truly muddled; as a good, young socialist born under the red flag, I was actually confused by the sugar-coated bullets of feudalism.]
[What a load of rubbish, a martial arts competition for marriage!]
[What becoming the lord’s son-in-law!]
[No wonder I thought that old bastard’s head matched the lamppost so well; so that’s what it was.]
[I perhaps quite willingly bowed to that vampire loli and admitted my mistake, and invited her if she wanted to come with me to take that old bastard’s head off and kick it around like a ball.]
[…]
[She refused, saying don’t come again next time, she wanted to continue her honeymoon with the girls.]
[…It’s a good thing I didn’t particularly want to see her again either.]
[However, on this trip, I learned something very interesting.]
[The ancestors of the blood kin… are all transmigrators like me…]
[They refer to each other as brothers and sisters, jointly holding the authority of the night.]
[Although I don’t know exactly how the Blood Ancestors seized the world pillars, the face of the person I asked was very grim… I was afraid she’d break my leg again, so I ran.]
[I hope the next time I encounter a vampire… it won’t be as unpleasant as these past few days.]
[I changed my route back to the territory…]
[Perhaps I shouldn’t have changed it…]
[I didn’t expect this world to be so terrible…]
[Can most of the people under the Pillar Gods’ territories truly still be considered human?]
[The earth has lost its vitality; dark red liquid from sacrificed people seeps from the cracked soil.]
[The whole world is like a carnival for the Pillar Gods and their followers; people are like grass…]
[When I saw the neck of a certain Pillar God, as massive as a mountain… and the strings of necklaces made from children’s skulls…]
[I seemed to understand why an old acquaintance said I was very lucky…]
[I feel like I won’t be able to eat for a long time…]
[I just want to return to my own… pure land in this world now.]
[Only a charred mess remained…]
[I watched the Pillar of Heavenly Fire, suspended above the chaos, destroy everything I had in this world.]
[The people I wanted to go back and kill…]
[Those who raised me in this life…]
[All turned into unrecognizable charcoal.]
[…]
[…]
[Only the sword in my hand, covered in scars from the journey, held a few lingering echoes of the past.]
[Perhaps… I should do something…]
The golden light in Selunia’s eyes fluctuated violently.
Although they were just simple words… the surging anger and despair in her bloodline still directly affected her mind.
She hadn’t expected the Glorious Era, recorded in legends, to have such a chaotic beginning.
However, this time she was certain that the few pages in her hand were from the autobiography of a hero of the Glorious Era.
This couldn’t help but make Selunia’s heart pound.
She had always yearned for the deeds of heroes.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t still love, even now, the storybooks about the brave hero and his companions that the Saintess had told her.
Although there was only one last page left to read, the next part surely must be about the hero gathering companions and eradicating evil, right!
!
Selunia eagerly pulled out the last page.
[One Hundred and Twenty-Three Years Old]
[Hahaha! You little brats! Your ancestor is still your ancestor! I donated all my family property, so you can go fight over thin air for it now!]
Selunia: “?”
The time span was too great.
[Sigh… I really can’t be a Harem King…]
[Fortunately, old ginger is still spicier.]
[I was really fuming and dizzy back then… I completely failed to scrutinize the character and morals of those women who only came to me because of my hero status…]
[Truly, I failed to preserve my integrity in old age…]
[Damn it… it’s like an emperor’s harem struggle…]
[Neglected their education… those little bastards fought tooth and nail for my inheritance.]
[How can they be an example for our Glorious Era! They’re simply worms of the age! A bunch of second-generation, third-generation, fourth-generation heirs!]
[We lost so many brothers and sisters back then, went through so many insurmountable desperate situations we can’t let these brats ruin it all.]
[Otherwise, I’d be beaten to death if I went down there…]
[…Now… [CENSORED] should have tied those brats up in the forest by now;]
[I’m sure a few years of severe beatings from the elves will teach them a lesson.]
[Sending them to the blood kin afterward wouldn’t be bad either; those old blood kin geezers are also good at tormenting people.]
[Sigh… these old bones can’t take the trouble anymore, I can only let my old friends who are still alive worry about it]
[I need to write another letter, to let my old friends know they can beat them as much as they want, it’s fine if a few die there are so many anyway]
[That way, the brats who still dare to cause trouble definitely won’t dare to make a sound.]
[Hmm I’ve kept a bit of retirement money, it should be enough until I die]
[No, I still need to leave some for my good granddaughter.]
[She’s the only child who took meticulous care of me even when I pretended to have Alzheimer’s, and even helped me plan and calculate matters concerning her blood relatives.]
[But my good granddaughter seems to be in love recently; she’s been coming home later than usual.]
[After all, at this age]
[As long as it’s not some ghost fire, yellow-haired brat as long as their character is acceptable.]
[Otherwise… my grandfather’s holy sword isn’t completely dull yet.]
[…]
[Something’s not right, my good granddaughter seems to be in love with a girl]
[Love is freedom, I guess yuri and such, I seem to have gotten used to it over so many years, on second thought, it’s better than being taken by a yellow-haired brat…]
[You [CENSORED]! A million times isn’t enough to kill you!!!!!]