Chapter 244: Chapter 244 Food is Talking_1
"That’s right, just as you are thinking," Kael nodded.
Siblings with no place to run across a house inhabited by monsters... This beginning sounds rather like the fairy tale ’Hansel and Gretel’.
However, this world is no fairy tale; the siblings didn’t escape the clutches of evil and return to a perfect life, but rather, had no choice but to become the monster’s attendants.
"You weren’t immediately used as food by him?" Aiden narrowed his eyes, "The Primogenitor himself, he craves blood as well, does he not?"
"He’s more interested in humans who approach the manor of their own accord than in fresh blood. Anyway, since there was no escape for me once I had approached the manor, he didn’t mind indulging in a few words with his food," Kael explained and then added, "Speaking of which, the first thing he said to me after I greeted him was ’The food is talking’..."
Aiden thought to himself, do all the powerful prefer to speak in such a manner?
"Ophelia was seriously injured, and becoming a vampire could save her life, but you..." Aiden quickly realized something, "Could it be that the Primogenitor offered you a deal?"
"Precisely, you catch on quickly," Kael smiled, "The Primogenitor’s condition was that he would save Ophelia’s life, but once she became a prince, she must also enter into a Blood Covenant with him and become his loyal follower. If Ophelia betrayed him, he could annihilate her heart through the Blood Covenant at any moment."
Aiden realized that this "Blood Covenant" seemed similar to the demonic contracts he used to bind prisoners.
Nevertheless, a covenant crafted by the Ancestral Bloodline with its own power would surely be far more potent than the old-age magic techniques held by the Inquisition.
"So you chose to take Ophelia’s place?" Aiden pointed at Kael and said.
"Indeed, thus I cannot betray the Primogenitor, for my life is always in that noble’s hands," Kael said, spreading his hands.
"There must be more than one vampire prince like you, I would imagine?" Aiden said.
If he could make demonic contracts with multiple prisoners, the Primogenitor’s Blood Covenants could also be used on more than one target.
If the Primogenitor had several vampire princes as his close confidants, the power of the Ancestral Bloodline should not be underestimated.
"That is correct," Kael admitted generously.
"Other than you, the Inquisition hasn’t registered any other vampires recently, so the only prince from the Primogenitor Faction in this city would be you?" Aiden pressed.
"Just me," he replied.
"So that means you’re the only one with the ’undying body’ granted by the Primogenitor?" Aiden gestured at Kael.
"So you were trying to force a confession out of me?" Kael chuckled, "Yes, indeed, I am the only one with this ’undying body.’ The Primogenitor’s grace is after all limited."
The power granted to Kael by the Ancestral Bloodline was similar to the power bestowed on Aiden by Abigail. Abigail had once said that she could grant the ability to revive to only one additional person, and it seems her words were true.
"In any case, you replaced Ophelia and became the Primogenitor’s lackey. But Ophelia doesn’t know about this?" Aiden steered the conversation back.
"Yes, the final term I agreed upon with the Primogenitor was that I would act as his lackey indefinitely and Ophelia would only need to serve him for two years," Kael answered, "Ophelia has always thought that she would be free after two years just like me."
"Are you trying to spare her the emotional burden?" Aiden’s tone was unmistakably sarcastic, "What a model elder brother."
"It’s just a habit of looking after her," Kael sighed, "A habit that’s hard to break."
"That’s indulgence," Aiden corrected, "So, in the end, she despised you as a groveling waste before the Primogenitor and abandoned you to live on your own. You’re not only unappreciated but you’ve also harmed her."
"Yes, now she’s in prison, incorrigible, and won’t listen to me. I regret it a lot," Kael said, giving Aiden a meaningful look, "That’s why I made a particular point of discussing this with you, the warden, during this opportunity."
"You wouldn’t want me to tell her the truth to make her realize your good intentions, would you?" Aiden caught on to Kael’s implication.
"Do you think it would work?" Kael ventured to ask.
It had been twenty years since he and Ophelia last saw each other, and given Ophelia’s current temperamental state, Aiden probably knew her a bit better.
"It might not work on others, but for her... Given her strong pride, it might provoke her at least a little. If it doesn’t work, then it will just mean she’s beyond redemption," Aiden reflected on the changes in Ophelia’s expressions when Kael was mentioned twice, "So, do you need me to relay the message to her?"
Ophelia had once inquired about Kael proactively. Aiden felt that Ophelia must still retain some humanity.
"No, don’t tell her..." Kael shook his head repeatedly.
"Alright, then you better write a letter to tell her yourself," Aiden didn’t insist any further.
But Kael raised an eyebrow, a smile of deeper meaning spread across his face: "That’s not it. What I mean is, you should tell her and add that I asked you not to tell her."
Aiden paused for a moment, then came to a realization, "Oh... Sure, all the credit goes to you, doesn’t it?"
"If we want to move her, we need to add some effects," Kael said with a rubbing of his hands and a laugh.
"Fine by me, I do hope the prisoners in my jail could be a bit more compliant. Playing messenger for you isn’t too much to ask," Aiden agreed readily.
"Thanks a lot, Warden," Kael smiled and bowed his head, then immediately brought up another issue, "Apart from this, there’s another favor I’d like to ask..."
"Let’s hear it."
"The Inquisition hasn’t made progress and now the Blood Moon Cult is trying to break Ophelia out of prison..." Kael said, his eyes narrowing.
"You hope that you and I could join forces to root out that overseer?" Aiden picked up the conversation.
A jailbreak was a threat to Rose Iron Prison, and Aiden, as the warden, naturally couldn’t ignore it.
And with the Blood Moon Cult attempting to free Ophelia, Kael, who was already against them, was accruing even more reasons to be furious.
"We now have a reason to work together, don’t we?" Kael spread his hands, "Moreover, I’ve heard that you were once the ace of the Inquisition in Silvertown, right?"
After pondering briefly, Aiden responded, "I don’t mind, but the problem now is, how do we find the person? To be honest, now I’m just a jailer and have no more of an intelligence network than what the Inquisition provides."
"I happen to have a way concerning that," Kael said with a prepared smile.
