Golden Experience

"─ ─ Almost there! One more lick, just one drop! Please, don't reduce it!

"No way! It's over! Dismissed!"

Rare walked out of Geraldine's bedroom wiping her fingertips with a handkerchief.

Shigen Castle even remembered the bedroom as well as other high-sense interiors, but the Lord is the owner of the treasure for this unfortunate time.

Bran doesn't have that kind of desire at all, or it may be natural because he is a player, but I didn't care because he seems happy if I even give him fruit, but certainly when it comes to vampires, he usually wants blood.

I wonder if Geraldine's reaction is normal. No, is this really normal?

When Geraldine came back to the sofa in front of him with the chasing Geraldine on his hips, he sat down without permission.

Geraldine slipped away from her hips just before Rare sat down and slipped into the next to her in a natural way.

Kelly and Marion were surprised to see it. Rare herself didn't care because she had been stuck to her hips for a long time, but it was definitely a little closer.

"Um, boss, what the hell is going on in the bedroom..."

Nothing. Nothing.

"That's right. Nothing. Just a little bit more intimate than before."

"And intimately in the bedroom...?

It is misleading to be cut off just that way, but in fact, as a result of gradually treating Geraldine as the demand escalates into evil, the barrier like reluctance in time for each other has just collapsed.

If you can describe it as intimacy, there is no doubt in Geraldine's words.

Briefly, what happened was that Geraldine, who licked Rare's blood, got drunk in an instant.

Even if I said I was drunk, I didn't get drunk.

It's a familiar feeling that Rare also remembers.

It seems that one of the effects of the "Blood Blessing", a genuine ancestral vampire's ethnicity, can be beneficial to the person who sipped the blood.

It doesn't seem to be much more effective in blood than it is in itself, but when this becomes superior, the story changes.

Fill your hunger, fill your bloodsucking impulses, and at the same time increase your total stat.

Such synergies lead to a state of excitement and, in some cases, loss of self.

That's what it looks like.

Bran never told me such a story, but she never drank blood properly. I probably don't know the specifications either.

Would Blanc get drunk the same way if he drank rare blood?

I am interested, but I am worried about whether it is ethically okay. Is this really going through the review?

Feeling a little depressed, Rare decided to sell her sister to Geraldine, who stayed close to Rare's waist like a cat who was given a cat.

"By definition, I don't know, but my sister is an evil king, so if she drinks her blood, she might come."

"Evil King or Evil King... Yeah."

"What about the evil king?

"I'm not saying no. I don't have a very good image."

The Count said what he knew about the Shadow King, and if so, Geraldine would know.

Do you get along with the evil king?

"... there used to be an exchange there. I could run a ranch together."

It's a very peaceful story. No, the monster is such an active Western continent. Even if it's a ranch, it's like an oak ranch or something.

"Do you know the Evil King?

"Yeah, well. Even though she was a vegetarian when it came to ranching, she managed it in such a way that I cleaned up the human corpses that she had disposed of."

It was a human ranch.

The Evil King would have had to kill a significant number of human beings considering the examples of Rare and Lyla, and it would be more efficient if it could be prepared in large quantities in the form of a ranch.

However, from this way of saying, it gives the impression that the ranch began to operate after becoming an evil king. Was it necessary to kill so many humans after becoming evil kings? Was there a purpose?

I don't know whether I built a ranch to become an evil king, whether I became an evil king as a result of creating a ranch, or whether I started ranching after becoming an evil king, but it is a disaster for humankind on this continent anyway.

"I was digging holes in the ground to keep people from escaping, and I was building a ranch there.

Somehow, he stopped coming out. Natural extinction? That's how it ended, that's all.

I was supposed to be quite friendly, but I didn't even get to drink my blood. "

Shit. It's getting faster.

For Geraldine, the relationship of having her drink blood implies a fairly intimate state.

Is that why it suddenly became sticky?

"I wonder when. When the Golden Dragon was in trouble, it didn't come out even when I went to call it. Still, it feels like it's cumming. Don't you think it's terrible?

I don't know how important it was to the world at the time to confront the Golden Dragon, so I can't say for sure, but if the Evil King lived in the ground, it is possible that he was fighting the Golden Dragon terminal in the ground.

In that state, the Golden Dragon terminal would have appeared underground, and it would not have been easy to resist in a narrow underground environment with no escape.

It is also conceivable that Geraldine's call was not ignored, but that he could not afford to respond.

If so, I don't know if the evil king is still alive.

From Geraldine's appearance, it seemed that he still had some sort of feeling for the evil king. If Geraldine thinks he's the evil king, there's no reason he didn't think of that possibility, and he doesn't have to dare say it now.

"... I wonder if the family of the evil king was kept there."

"I wonder if they had a lot of elves, beasts, dwarfs. Human beings were on the management side, so the human beings on the ranch were basically his family."

That's why I didn't get my blood sucked, "said Geraldine.

You mean don't sneak up on employees.

"Well, it doesn't matter who doesn't listen to me.

Now I have a friend who listens to me and licks my blood. "

"No, I'm not gonna let you lick it anytime, and that's not why I'm here."

"Uhh! So how are you gonna let me lick you again? I mean, by the way, Mr. Rae said he came to say hello because he came to our continent. What were you doing here in the first place?

Asked strangely, Geraldine's eyes are wet with desire.

In this state, if you flicker your blood, you may be able to drink some of the demands.

"Ahhh. That's right.

I came here mostly out of curiosity because I wanted to see a place called the Western continent, but also because I wanted to see my real forefathers and vampires ─ ─ Stop! I'm not trying to make you drink blood! Stay!

Is this unusual obsession, like some sort of withdrawal symptom, because Geraldine is NPC, or does this happen to all vampires?

Careful not to run wild, Rare told them that Magnum was aiming to destroy the Golden Dragon, not seal it.

He also told me that we need to unseal the seal and that we need the cooperation of the six species that once provided the mana to unseal it.

"─ ─ I see. That's what happened. But if that's the case, I can see why Jeff sent Rare to me."

"What do you mean?

"I was against sealing the Golden Dragon."

I asked about it in detail.

When the Golden Dragon was putting the world at risk, several Disaster Classes stood up to deal with the Golden Dragon threat.

However, there were different ways to deal with the threat.

The Holy King and the Spirit King seal.

True Vampires and Phantom Kings fought.

It seems that each claimed so.

Either way, we don't have enough combat power.

Firstly, we adopted the opinion of the Spirit King that we should find out where the Golden Dragon is at stake and decide which one to take after actually checking the main body, and the group aimed to the north.

On the way, he joined the Sea Emperor and the King of the Bugs and managed to paddle to the seal with their help.

He said he didn't choose to fight because he simply didn't have enough combat power. It seems that even if there were six Disaster Classes, the seal was full.

"I thought it would be better if I could defeat you. I mean, he was obviously crazy. When I said I would seal the main unit, I didn't necessarily grow up to the terminal when I sealed it. Well, as a result, the terminal was retracted at the same time as the seal, so maybe that's good.

Even so, if I were to say that Goljay's face at the time! I'd love to show it to Rare! You can put your wrists on your hips and pose like you're opening your back. "

The rat spread is a pose where both wrists are pressed against the hips and the back is widened.

Spirit King Goljay seemed to have a hobby for muscle training, and he must have been indispensable in studying posing. It doesn't matter.

"Well, if that's why Rae's thinking about killing it, then I don't mind helping."

"─ ─ Nfu"

When Rare defeated the alley, it broke.

"Huh? What? Is there something I just said that feels good? Ah, were you happy to cooperate? Well then, as a reward for your cooperation ─ ─"