Reincarnated As a Vampire [English Version]

Chapter 22

The Blood Revealed

Silence filled the room. All eyes were fixed on Avrora, who stood tall, holding a scythe aimed directly at King Aldric.

"A-Avrora?! What are you doing?!" Leon shouted, his voice full of shock.

I glared at him, my voice rising.

"Silence! He’s a cruel man who deserves to die."

My gaze returned to the king—colder, sharper than before. I could feel my body trembling with rage that had been bottled up for far too long.

King Aldric stared at me in fear. His body shook, his lips quivering as he tried to speak.

"Who... are you? Why do you want to kill me...?"

I smirked—a smile born from sixteen years of hatred.

"Don’t remember? Sixteen years ago, a baby was abandoned in the forest... by your orders. You sent your soldiers to kill me. And now you ask who I am?" I raised my scythe. "I am your daughter."

The king's face turned pale. He stepped back, eyes wide in disbelief.

"I-It can’t be... You’re... alive?"

Queen Eilaria covered her mouth, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.

My daughter... she’s alive? she thought, her heart breaking with both joy and regret.

I looked at the king again, now with explosive hatred.

"I was raised by adoptive parents who loved me more than anyone else. But you? My real father... tried to kill me because of a prophecy."

I shouted, unable to contain my fury any longer.

"You coward! Just because of a prophecy, you tried to murder your own baby?! But look—despite everything, the prophecy still came true! If I hadn’t shown up, you would’ve died by Prince Loki’s hands!"

King Aldric slowly lowered his head. His tears fell to the floor. Regret was etched deeply into his face.

"My daughter... forgive me. I’ve regretted it for so long. I made your mother suffer, and I committed the greatest sin of my life by abandoning you. But... if you can’t forgive me... then kill me now. Let me atone."

He closed his eyes, smiling in surrender.

Leon, standing nearby, looked crushed. The father he had admired all his life... was a monster who tried to kill his own flesh and blood.

So... Avrora is my sister? Then... what about these feelings? Leon thought, his heart in turmoil.

I raised my scythe, ready to sever the head of the man who stole my childhood.

"Die, and pay for your sins."

But... my hand stopped.

I clenched my teeth, forcing it to move again. But my body refused.

Why...? Why can’t I kill him?

"AAARGH!" I slammed my scythe into the floor.

King Aldric opened his eyes. "Why, my daughter...? Hurry... take your father’s life..."

"Shut up!" I snapped. "I’m not like you—I don’t act without thinking. I won’t let Leon or Mother suffer because of your death. But don’t get me wrong—I haven’t forgiven you. I still hate you!"

Suddenly, Queen Eilaria embraced me, her hands gently cupping my face.

"My daughter... it’s really you. These blue eyes... this blonde hair... there’s no doubt. You are my daughter."