Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The Knights of the End are the guardians of humanity, the natural enemies of the family of darkness.

The constituents are small but elite and assigned to their respective units as third-degree knights after learning combat techniques and how to fight the Dark Families at their headquarters.

Cenri is sweet. But never, it's not just sweet.

If she was just sweet, Ephe wouldn't have let me get away with it.

She learns and experiences the battle against the Dark Families, and knows that knowledge.

A family of intelligent darkness, if expressed in a word, is' the devil '.

In the midst of the miga, they take pride in their immense combat ability and brutality, in their presence, and sometimes manipulate sweet words to corrupt the knight of the end.

Yes - as I did with the centipede.

My contents are still human. I can't say it with extra confidence because I could only endure pain all my life, but I also don't feel like I'm changing my mind.

However, Cenri will take time and perhaps have little doubt about the fact. No, I might already have it.

Cenri helped me because it was only an emergency. Because I was really dying, I was able to take the barbarism of giving necks to lower vampires, etc. half impulsively.

The words I said in my negotiations with Ephe are not lies or anything, they are my false heart.

She is a knight of the end. Don't forget that.

I have no intention of harming human beings. But the world will come to kill me in the name of justice, and I'm going to fight back.

Vampires are strong. You can't ignore weaknesses, but you have the power not to be opponents, such as humans in general, even in lower states.

She said she would give me blood. [M] But I have no idea how far that spirit of self-sacrifice will last. I don't really feel it because there were strong people around me, but I'm not technically the weak person that the world says I am.

If I were in her shoes, I would never take the option of giving the monster a neck muscle.

And there is no doubt whatsoever that she, with her knowledge of the Dark Families, would have a great aversion to that choice. At that time, more than that, it just had an impact.

I needed to earn her trust. She is a benefactor of life, a natural enemy and a shield that protects me.

The battle between Ephe and I has been going on ever since that encounter.

If I don't earn Cenri's trust, they win.

And if I can earn Cenri's trust, my life will stretch a little, such an unfair battle.

If you want to live as peacefully as possible, you can never lose a centipede.

The same goes for blood, but I don't have enough knowledge to live.

When I was a corpse ghost, I filled that hunger with the raw flesh of a warcraft. If it stayed that way, it could have kept us alive without causing harm to humans.

But vampires aren't. Vampires - they have to breathe 'human' blood to live.

In fact, since that day, I had inhaled wildlife blood many times, but the hunger had hardly ever been satisfied, nor had I felt the trembling pleasure of the soul I felt when I inhaled Cenri's blood.

It's a curse. Vampires have to feed people to live. I can't live alone in the back of the forest.

I just get a little blood on a regular basis, but few broad-minded people will be able to tolerate it. It seems natural that vampires attack people, and that people hate vampires.

Cut off his head, carry as much blood as possible on his lizard body and move on to the back of the woods.

Cenli waited a few kilometers away from the water field, a little open.

The sound of pubic and branched leaves burning.

The bright red burning light clears the darkness just a little, illuminating the silver-haired Saint Knight.

"End, is that...?

"Souvenirs, yes. No salt, no pepper, but you should eat some meat... OK"

"... yes. Thanks."

Cenri said small and smiled just a little.

In the last ten days of escape, Cenri seemed only slightly obsessed.

She is human. Shine is the one that's still alive, but I can't hide the fatigue in that look.

It would be due to an endless invisible escape that began with little or no preparation and mental fatigue on the side of a vampire named me.

Originally, Cenri wasn't like an undead like me.

Being a vampire, I'm sturdy anyway.

If you eat garlic, it breaks your belly violently, but otherwise it would be rotten meat, but whatever it is, you can eat it, and it doesn't break your belly.

I can live fine without having to nourish myself for a long time. No matter how much you run, you feel little fatigue, and your pain is pretty dull. In case you get hurt, your ability to regenerate is intoxicating. It does not possess vampire-specific abilities, but the flesh is quite close to the vampire.

But Cenri doesn't. Her body is a fragile person, although she is much stronger than a normal person due to her enormous positive energy, and she works out.

If you don't eat every day, it's getting more and more debilitating, and there's a limit to the number of days you can stay up all night. If you also save for fatigue, your thoughts will be dull. And its blood, which is made if you don't think about nutrition, also deteriorates.

She is beautiful enough to keep an eye on her. But its beauty and strength are not indestructible.

Despite sitting at a slight distance, from the limb of the centipede sitting face to face, it smelled good enough to remain unchanged.

Smells like blood, meat.

Beneath the white skin that falls out, there is blood of the highest quality that trembles both body and mind after just one lick.

Just being on my side makes my breath rough and my mouth bubbles with covetousness. No matter how much I try to put up with it, it's not like I can stand it. It was proof that I was a ghost.

Try not to think about it, use good outstretched nails like blades, and cut the lizard meat apart.

Peel off the skin, remove the guts and remove the bones. My hands quickly get wet in bright red. Stick the chopped meat into the branches and broil to the fire. The centipede had small fruits that didn't seem particularly delicious.

As I go to dump my guts far away, I find a water field and wash my hands.

Lower vampires are amazing. Of course the night is bright, every sensation is sharper than a person's, and perhaps - tolerable.

The night is bright, but you won't be blinded to see the flames of the bonfire. The taste is sharp, but the rotten meat can be eaten fine. The smell, the hearing, the touch are the same.

But that shows that there can be an unbridgeable difference between me and the centipede.

Back in front of the centipede and peek at the look on its face.

"Cenri, isn't it hard?

"... no problem"

There's no way there's a problem. But Cenri doesn't show any spiciness.

Lightly scratch the lizard meat that I recommended, just stabbed on the skewer, which is not even flattering.

No salt, no pepper, just to cook on fire, just to go through the woods every day. Days without any joy.

Enough food and courtesy. It is unwillingness on my part to impose such a life on her for saving my life.

We need to get out of the woods soon... the quality of the blood will fall. Fuji such an idea passes the back of his brain and laughs in a self-derisive manner.

It's not human thinking. I'm using Cenri, but I wasn't just thinking about feeding her, the benefactor of my life.

It's not a good trend.

Cenri's flesh is weak. Not far away will come a time when she will be weaker than I am. If you can't see me on your own, the time will come for you to make a sad decision. That's the last time.

If the time comes before I shoot her in the heart, I will be destroyed.

Cenri's flesh was weakening due to malnutrition, stress and fatigue.

But there was no shade in the positive energy that surrounded him. No, on the shady side - it's even growing.

This is amazing. I always thought positive energy (which she calls a blessing) referred to vitality itself. But that's not what they said.

The power hidden in that body has not yet destroyed me and is in excess. [M] It doesn't have to be challenged, it's such a ridiculous amount.

You feel something in my gaze, Cenri says in a slightly more worrying voice than usual.

"Really, I'm fine, so. End of story… think only of yourself."

"... I wish I could... walk in the sun..."

"... you can't, don't. You're not bad."

I still have one end of the reason why I can't get through the woods.

Being a vampire, I can't walk in the sun. Since it is still inferior, there is nothing to be ashed immediately after bathing in the light, but I need to sleep in the sun, and this time of year - the sun has been out for a very long time.

Cenri will be forced to follow it, and it is also cutting off her rest time. While I dig a hole in the ground and sleep there, she protects me in the strong sun.

Not this forest because the Knights of the End could come after us, but we'll have to build a base somewhere.

Shut up, Cenri looks up. Deep purple eyes quietly shoot through me.

Prepare and invest in Tanda.

Its fingertips tremble with hesitation, gently lowering its collar, exposing it to spotless, white-looking neck muscles. Ten days ago, there was no trace of my bite.

My heart trembles hard. And Cenri asked in a small voice.

"End...... Want a drink?