Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Vampires.

It is the king of the night, making it one of the most famous of the few undead.

A true monster with numerous special abilities and able to take on a single army. I'm still a junior (Lesser), but I still have a thousand fights. If a human had the same physical abilities as me, he would be called a hero.

Use limbs to land on the ground. I feel countless eyes concentrate on this one.

The wind strokes his cheeks, and the smell of dirt, grass, and prey tickles his nostrils. I whispered a small tongue at the strong impulse of violence and almightiness that boiled from the depths of my body.

I can see it. The moonlight is really slight, but I can clearly see the black beast looking at this one so that it can be dispersed in the tall grass.

But they seem to see each other, too. Countless eyes were suddenly coming down at me. I'm not even scared, I'm just looking at this one in cold blood.

The number of opponents is nearly ten, and the size of the whole thing is two turns larger than the night wolf that Lord used to serve.

But I'm not confident - I don't feel like losing.

I have no special ability to be a vampire.

The big difference between the lower (Lesser) and its mutant destination is that it is about the flesh of a vampire that is equipped for the lower (Lesser) and has nothing of the numerous special abilities that can be associated with the word vampire.

Exactly, lower (lesser). But that was enough.

To the power of outsiders, the ability to regenerate out of common sense. A body that feels no pain or fatigue.

The ending knights, beginning with Luffrey, had holy silver weapons, the weakness of their families at night.

Even in the midst of the miga, the Knight of the End armed with a holy silver weapon. In addition, gather weaknesses, align numbers, and aim for the morning.

That means that even they, with enormous positive energy, are dangerous if they are to deal with a mutated undead more than once.

They set up an inmate party and obsessively aim for my life. The Necromancer is the enemy of mankind.

The remnants of the load said that there were only a handful who could beat me.

The hand of the centipede, which was stretched forward from the neck, loosens. I lay my hands on it.

"Don't go down. No problem."

I have no combat skills. [M] But that's not necessary for a monster.

The blood of the centipede I inhaled last night is burning in me.

What I needed was to do what I had to do. Like watching a rampage horse, prevent the spirit from being pulled by the flesh. Otherwise, I'll be a vampire like a monster in a story.

I put up with the will of steel wanting to stretch my nails as instinct, pulling out the 'light eating' of my hips.

I had plans. Some earn points, but Cenri is a combat professional. For once, I wanted her to see my style of combat.

The hunt in the woods was largely alone and it was over with a blow, so this is the first time you've seen it nearby.

Calm your fierce mind and narrow your eyes. You're going to restrain me, or the beast takes a step. But to the extent of the beast, I'm better up there.

Kill. Kill me, let me know how harmless I am, and... tell me what my weaknesses are. Tell me what to do when the End Knight or Vampire Hunt arrives.

The black beast flies. The motion, which was supposed to be agile, seemed slow to me with outdoor motion vision.

Change your legs just a little bit and swing through the 'light eater'. The thick, pitch-black wax penetrated his front leg lightly and slashed his neck as it was.

Appeal to the feeling of the hand that cleaves the meat for the happiness of which the monster's instincts are unparalleled. Push it into the depths of your mind to kill it and take steps to spin it.

Kick the beast flying from the side. The feeling of crushing hard objects on your toes widens, the beast screams small, bouncing the ground several times and stopping moving.

My forefoot nail had shallow cleaved my leg, but by the time I got back to the ground, the wound was already completely blocked.

I don't need to breathe. Keep yourself low and hit the nearest beast. My eyes, which were inorganic, are frightened for a moment. Towards that skull, swing the oxen down as hard as you can. That alone makes the beast immobile.

- I feel great. The joy of the body moving freely overlaps the joy of the violent impulse being filled.

I stopped there at one end and focused on my back centipede to calm down.

It's a little different from the blood-sucking impulse, but it feels dangerous. I wanted to suck Cenri's blood asexually. I can see how I am in a dangerous situation.

That would feel good if you moved as you were emotional. But I can't survive that.

At the blind spot behind you, there are a number of footsteps overlapping that kick the ground. The number of remaining beasts is five. It is not a footstep to escape.

It's a footstep trying to eat and kill the ghost that killed my people. It sounds like it's going to jump over here.

If it was just a wild animal, he would have run away at the time he defeated three bodies. There's a difference between this warcraft and the Warcraft.

If you're going to kill me, you have to kill me.

Rotate your body greatly and shield the centipede from your back.

There was almost zero chance of losing. All I had to think about was destroying my enemies without being swallowed by the pleasures of battle and taking care not to tarnish their clothes.

I can shake my fingernails three times while the beast shakes them down once.

Neither the thick muscles, nor the fur, nor the bones that are naturally forged, are enough to pose a threat to me strengthened by Cenri's blood and evil curse. I don't even have to think about tactics.

Slash each face of the skull and cleave its flesh deep with your extended left hand. Flirt the beast that tried to get around quickly at an additional speed and kill it without any difficulty.

I feel an unspeakable excitement in the splashed blood.

Now - maybe you're not about to tell me your weaknesses.

Cenri screamed sharply the moment such thought passed behind her brain.

"Endo!"

"Huh!?

I was completely alarmed. I had no idea. I meant to be calm, but maybe he forgot me because of the excitement.

The light overflowed my vision. Fire arrows.

The countless flaming arrows that shine brilliantly scatter the firepowder, flying from front, back, left and right toward us.

Attack magic. Awesome speed - dodging... can't make it.

It was, obviously, following me. Peel off Cenri's arm and roll back.

At about the same time, the burning light pierced my entire body.

There was no pain. A flame explodes and vision fills the light.

Fever licks the body and the shock lowers the body back.

In the moment of the moment, the sight so far passes behind your brain.

It was bedtime. Lifetime. Resurrection by evil sorcery. The moment and defeat I flipped an anti-flag on it in the days I played Lord's puppet.

To deal with Luu, the battle of the End Knight and Lord. That I made Lou's grave. Conversation with Cenri. Being left alone in the neck and breathing blood.

And the sound disappeared and the world returned to darkness.

I was stunned. Quickly, examine your body.

There was no pain. I don't feel the fever anymore. There were several large burnt holes in the clothes I was wearing, and my body was exposed.

Touch that surface with your fingers. There is no pain. No scratches.

"Endo......"

"Oh well... the vampires..."

Now I understand. What an idiot I am.

Vampire flesh is a powerful resistance to all sorcery.

The innumerable arrows of flames that prepared me to die only exerted a degree of power that set me back a few steps. Absolutely, that running light, it seems, was something the brain had quickened......

Cenri rushes over.

An anxious look. It seems that all the arrows of the flame hit my body, and there is no scratch on the centipede.

Good......

"It's okay, it's no problem..."

Point your gaze in the direction the arrow of flames has come.

When did it come, about ten people fanned around us? If you look at each one of them lightly armed, they will be the carriage escorts you saw earlier.

Two men and women in it hold their canes. Those two would have been the ones who shot the flaming arrow. But now the expression was frightening.

The magic power was enough. Well, it was intact, so I don't know for sure, but it probably had the power to burn it down as easily as the beast I killed.

The opponents are more numerous, but no one is as positively energized as the Knight of the End. It's just a mercenary.

I'm not one trained to fight vampires, I'm just a mercenary. It's not a big opponent, even from where it's solidified like a war. Cenri, of course, is far less than Ruffrey or Nevila.

If there is only one problem, it is that I, who have a superior sense of five, became obsessed and hunted the beast without realizing its proximity.

The instinct of a monster who can't just fit in after hunting a warcraft frequently whispers to kill the person in front of him.

"End......"

Cenri calls his name with a trembling voice. But don't worry.

I smiled and raised my voice to those who surrounded me.

"Wait! I'm sorry if I misled you. This one's human!

"What...?

There is no reason to want to preemptively attack a beast if you find one who is tragically murdering it in a place where there is no light.

I wanted you to speak up once, but there are as many monsters in human form as there are.

This one is intact for both of us, so let's forgive it here with a wide heart. You should forgive me. There is no impulse.

Maybe I'm... a very good person, aren't I? Oh, my God.

That makes me laugh, too.

"Hehe... sorry, I'm in a hurry. Let me go first."

"Ahhh..."

It's not a bad idea to have a discussion to compensate for the damage, but this one is unfortunately undead. If we talk long enough, we might lose our balls. I collected precious metal from the wreckage of Lord's mansion, so the money for the moment would be fine.

Hold the back centipede gently with both hands without waiting for a reply, and keep rushing out with all your might.

The attack was launched, but I felt great.

The attack magic didn't work. I forgot.

Vampires have strong resistance to all sorcery. The psychic system doesn't work, and the attack system doesn't.

Moreover, the properties seem to be more powerful than I had imagined. It is good news for me to survive.

A magician who can use attack magic is a kind of weapon. The Mage's attacks are extremely powerful in scope and power compared to swordsmen and others.

The Wizard is an elite and is privileged in every country. Its power is so strong that in war it is said that the number and quality of magicians to whom it belongs determines its power, etc.

It's really big that magic doesn't work.

I can't be alarmed because it is possible that the Wizard who has attacked me earlier was weak, but it's like having fewer virtual enemies at once.

If magic doesn't work, it changes the choices you can make when you have to.

I noticed here - good.

Instantly, people's signs disappear. He kept on walking as hard as he could for a few minutes and lowered the centipede to the ground where he was confident he had completely wrapped his chase.

Cenri fluttered a little but quickly regained her composure and looked up at me.

Touch my clothes with my fingertips with an empty burn hole.

"End...... okay?

"No problem. It's intact. I didn't even fight back. Cenri, vampires, attack magic doesn't work!

"... I know. But to a certain extent..."

I can be strong. I still have a lot of challenges, but I was responsive.

This is what we do when no one teaches us how to fight. If Cenri teaches us how to fight, we can be stronger.

Yes. Maybe... magic will work. I'm Lord's body candidate. [M] I don't think Lord, the Magic Instructor, will vessel an individual who doesn't possess magical qualities.

I never wanted to live. When the magic of transferring souls becomes available, like the Lord, the viability grows greatly.

He sighed at me as if he was stunned.

§ § §

I did enough time. Looking down at the sunlit township through the window, Ephe narrowed his eyes.

A hustle and bustle in the carriage going out. The business of the peaceful man was there. That's what the End Knight is supposed to protect.

I waited long enough for the end, who was still human, to become unbearable to the ghost impulse.

I did the time to think. Cenri didn't come back.

"Time's up.................. Cenli. I don't know what happened... but how dare you do it, End."

The tone was mild, but the light shining behind its eyes is swordswallowing.

Senli Silvis has a unique talent as an end knight.

It's a feat from Ephe, known as one of the strongest ending knights, such as having just turned seventeen and putting his hand on the throne of a first-degree knight.

If Ephe was the same age, he might even have been jealous of that glowing talent. And sooner or later its power will exceed that of Ephe.

End knights are scarce. We have to get it back at all costs. It shouldn't be too late yet.

Even here, Ephe did not consider the possibility that Cenri was being killed. The end knight's flesh, wearing the art of manipulating positive energy, unconsciously erects defensive barriers. I don't think that end can break through that very well.

But what if, without any help, the centipede had been put aside? - You should kill him before you feel the pain. That is my last mercy as a mentor.

The eyes of the disciples' third-degree knights were sharp.

There is already no wax that occurred for some time immediately after the centipede disappeared. Excellent condition.

The End Knight is used to tragedies. Don't pin your personal feelings on the mission. Even Nevila, where the impact of the centipede being exposed was greatest, has already fully recovered.

I'll check briefly to see if you've noticed a change in Ephe's attitude.

"Master... you're going after him, aren't you?

"... Nevila, are you... confident you can beat Cenri? Not unlikely to be hostile."

"... it's..."

Nevila's expression is distorted and palatable.

In all respects, third degree knights are losing to second degree knights. Above all, Cenri is a knight with a blessing of the second degree knight.

Blessings - positive energy is the most important thing for the End Knight. It is used to purify the Dark Families and also to strengthen their physical abilities. Sometimes it can be converted into the energy of destruction and released. It is also used to expand the perceptual range.

That absolute quantity is a great quality for the End Knight. Above all, the purification that the End Knight specializes in does not work on Cenri, who is a human being.

There's a big difference between first-degree knights and second-degree knights, but there's also a big difference between second-degree knights and third-degree knights.

"But if you're a master..."

"Right. But... there are more suitors."

Ruffrey glances at the words of the serene master.

Ephe has not yet given up the recapture of Cenri. Definitely not a good person to give up in the fight against lower vampires, etc.

She is even more superior - a precious human being who can destroy throne vampires who cast a great shadow on the world or even the king of the dead.

The ends are shackled. Then all you have to do is destroy it.

Killing the end is easy. But if Ephe and the others surround and destroy the end as usual, there will remain a gap between them and Cenri.

Then let whoever else perish.

The end is a heterogeneous vampire, but there are many who can defeat the end at this stage.

"I've been waiting. Get in."

The door opens. Nevila's eyebrows were distorted by the shadow that appeared. Ruffrey opens his eyes and Thelma's expression also turns into something dangerous.

What showed up was a big man with wings woven in a black coat and a deep hood.

The bandages are wrapped around its hands, with little skin exposure. The thick-skinned belt is lowered by a three-wielded sword that fits into a rusty sheath.

A large silver cross was shaking in the chain hung from his neck, and that was applauding the creeps of the man all the more.

The man had a large, resilient black dog beside which humans were likely to be crossed. A golden eye that feels intelligent confirms the Luffreys and gives them a low roar.

He's a creepy man like the undead. If this is human, then there is only one answer.

"Vampire Hunter... Seriously, Master. You're gonna hit the shit out of me."

The blackcoat man leaked an inclusive laugh in a voice that pushed Nevila's frustration to death.