Chapter 323.1
As soon as Hastel heard the words “Crimson Grave,” a chill ran down his spine. It was a kind of prophecy, one that spoke of the beginning and the end of the existence of the Red Chalice.
The Red Chalice, in other words, was the story of the blood that flowed from Elil’s heart. The prophecy foretold that this blood would one day be reclaimed, and whoever swallowed that heart would become a new god.
It was an utterly blasphemous story, but the one who left this prophecy was none other than the Dancer.
The blood that flowed from the Red Chalice referred to the blood that turned the noble families of Wallachia into immortal vampires. The notion of reclaiming this blood meant that all the Wallachian nobles would die. In a broader sense, even the angels were not exempt.
To bring about such a result, it was clear that countless corpses and rivers of blood would flow. Hence, the ominous name attached to the prophecy: “Crimson Grave.”
It could be seen as a kind of apocalyptic prophecy for the Red Chalice Club.
“Do you know what that means?”
Hesabel smiled.
“The old are too fearful. I think that prophecy is highly exaggerated. In reality, it’s probably just something like ‘the unification of the three dukedoms.’”