[ He looks Alucard over, carefully rearranging the bat orchid in his hair. And with one last kiss, he places his hand into Alucard's and leads him out of the cottage.
The door doesn't lead into the garden. Not this time. Instead it leads to a bright, sun-filled courtyard. The cottage door is gone when they step through it. Instead, it's a great gate. Ahead of them is a near-perfect replica of what was once the Trantoul estate.
Leon is there. Gleaming. He's a thing of stories. The knight in shining armour. The dawn that ends the night. ]
Your ancestors took on a title, to remember what they ought not become. Passed it between them. I know not if it ever made it to you, but- forgive me. That has been the only name I have had for you - for yours - for generations.
[ His voice is soft. Tinged with sadness. But he smiles, looking at Alucard as Trevor leads him closer. ]
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The door doesn't lead into the garden. Not this time. Instead it leads to a bright, sun-filled courtyard. The cottage door is gone when they step through it. Instead, it's a great gate. Ahead of them is a near-perfect replica of what was once the Trantoul estate.
Leon is there. Gleaming. He's a thing of stories. The knight in shining armour. The dawn that ends the night. ]
Your ancestors took on a title, to remember what they ought not become. Passed it between them. I know not if it ever made it to you, but- forgive me. That has been the only name I have had for you - for yours - for generations.
[ His voice is soft. Tinged with sadness. But he smiles, looking at Alucard as Trevor leads him closer. ]
Alucard. The last Alucard.