Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The world is wide. The sky is high, and the sight of nothing blocking it to the end of the horizon deeply touches me for a long time when I couldn't move.

It's a big adventure just to run around in a caravan because your body is small when you look like a dog. If you go into the grass a little longer, you won't be able to see from people's eyes, and you won't see anything from me.

But I have a sense of smell. My senses sharpened when I became a lower vampire, but mine turned into a dog. That's not the ratio I've ever had.

Cenri told me that Albatos had chased down my place, which was hundreds of kilometers away, by smell. Sad, my sense of smell didn't seem that sharp, but I could easily sniff it apart about the centipede location.

In my spare time, I confirmed my own strength.

The dog's body is more convenient than I thought. I thought it was a scam when I didn't get combat capability like Albatos, but was it still great not to be alert by people? On the contrary, it's just a little sadder to be loved a lot more than when you were human.

There were several things I found out about the dog's body.

Excellent sense of smell. That none of them have the same fighting ability. The fact that magic cannot be used in a dog's body. The weakness of vampires is inherited. You can't eat onions or chocolate.

And apparently, the curse of dogging is separate from the curse of vampires.

Granting cannibalization seemed to be a vampire force, but cannibalization itself is not a vampire force. You may think it means nothing, but this is important.

Yes. I... can keep my dog in condition on the water.

Originally, vampires lose all their power on the water. Even if you try to pass through with a bat or a wolf transformed, your transformation should be solved. But I'm not.

My dogging is a curse separate from vampires, so plugging it over the water will never break my transformation.

The discovery was an accident between Cenri and me.

I accidentally tried to get into a city where vampire control was properly done while I was in the carry case. If the transformation had been solved, it would have been catastrophic.

Weaknesses do not change in themselves, so weak that you can't walk a step, but this is an important difference.

Which means that if I'm in the carriage case, I can get on the boat. Of course, on the assumption that there is cooperation between Cenri, though.

Cenri's story was that Lord wasn't strange to become a first-degree Necromancer mentor sooner, apparently.

Perhaps Lord stretched out the time to become undead, ready for the risk of being raided.

To complete the undead incorporating the 'Absorption Curse'. More to the point, it would have been his ideal to take over that undead flesh and be king of the strongest dead himself.

My "Curse Steel" is packed with all of Horos Carmen's years of research.

Horos Carmen is dead. The remnants remain within me, but the ideal did not come true.

I guess it will be for Lord, the raw magician, to at least use that power effectively for you.

Cenli returns after today's watch duty. I picked up a large decorative box from one of the merchants and welcomed his husband as he waved his tail.

The children's blood is fresh. Although there are individual differences in nutritional status, gender, and age, it generally smells very tasty.

But it's still no match for Cenri's blood.

Run around the centers and check for scratches. I can tell by the smell if I am wounded. Apparently, he's finished intact today.

As he leaned in, Cenri sighed heavily looking at the effects of the battle in the box.

"... Baron, you're getting so much again... you must have dog talent"

There were several coins and jewellery items in the box.

Many of the merchants who can organize caravans are rich. Some people handle gemstones for sale.

If you take the box, you'll put a lot of stuff inside in a shudder. If you have something you want, tapping it with your forefoot will give you a good chance.

Coins were mostly copper coins, but there were also a few mixed silver and gold coins. I'm not in trouble for money because I have the money my father gave me, but I'm a good customer.

"I have to return it."

"Keewoon."

"You're telling me you can't do this, right? Don't you have any pride?

"... kiuuuuu"

Senri always goes to return my battles even though she just refuses to return them anyway. I'm an adorable puppy, but Cenri is a beautiful girl. I don't realize that the picture of me and the owner who's going to give it back has become a kind of specialty.

I'm just making the most of my situation. [M] There is no pride. They give me sweets, they give me money. Nobody cares about the dog's eyes, so they give me information. After that, all I want is blood, but that gives me a centipede. I was satisfied. Now it would have been perfect if Ephe had not existed in this world.

The merchant children who organized the caravan were only resourceful.

Clean outfit for tidy hair. Those eyes glowed as if they were nothing but good for this world, and I learned to study from my parents on the side of the burning fire every night in my free time.

Knowledge is power to the merchant. Only at that moment did they all, seriously, get rid of me when I went nearby at first, but when I found myself quiet while studying, they allowed me to listen while sleeping nearby.

I listened to the journey, I listened to history, I listened to the city, I remembered the way I had forgotten how to calculate.

Some of the caravans were mercenary families. Mercenary children changed and many had sharp eyes, and I had a hard time forming friendships with them.

But the child is a child. There's no such thing as getting used to it.

I observed how I was training for weapons, ran around together, learned how to strain traps, and learned how to erase signs and perceive them.

Cenri is overwhelmingly superior in pure combat ability, and the way the signs are erased and perceived in the first place was an easy thing if you're a vampire, but it's a lot of fun to gain knowledge. And mercenaries can be my enemies. I've never been over to know.

Sadly, it was not only appropriate to see magic training.

The caravan also included a few magic guides, but most of them were well versed and never trained to use magic enough to read a book.

The Wizard is very rare and his moves are a secret.

The contents of the Book of Magic are fundamental, and it would mean that they are not foolish enough to expose their power in places where they do not know who is looking. Maybe he avoids being able to fight when he has to consume magic.

The caravan took him on, and the view around him changed.

From meadows to wilderness. The demons that appear also change from those to the extent that hairs have grown in animals to those of the warcraft with multiple animal characteristics and the human form, starting with goblins and oaks. It is a sign that we are on our way to the edge of human domination.

A powerful demon gathers beneath the Demon King. Therefore, demons appear near the territory of the Demon King that are no match for most humans.

For a witty demon, the caravan is delicious bait. Massive amounts of food are available, as well as weapons, protective equipment and jewelry. Some human-shaped demons come after horses.

Most importantly, the merchants are also consolidating their protection based on their understanding, so they won't do it so easily.

With so many wounded out, Cenri, with overwhelming combat ability and healing power, only got the alias of the victorious goddess, and in the meantime, I wielded spiritual healing.

We became known as the Goddess of Victory and the White Dog.

§

It's been a long time since I've been back in a thick tent. [M] Weave the black coat to the point of apology and hide the skin.

Blood intake is essential for vampires. I'm getting used to the dog condition, but I have to go back to the way I was before I could suck blood.

Vampire power cannot be used in a dog state. Some of them include 'Blood Sucking'.

Always, Cenri sleeps wrapped around her jacket. Most mercenaries do, but the only time they pay to rent a larger tent is when they give me blood.

You can't let him see me, and you can't let him suck blood in the shadows.

"... end, a little, too easy"

After a long time of returning to human form, Cenri gives me words that I have been hearing so much that my ears have been sore for a while now with a blaming eye.

"I'm the type of person who enjoys the present. Besides, we're gathering information."

"... it seemed like a lot of fun. It's not good to stand out too much."

Well, it was fun. How many years has it been since I've played hide-and-seek?

"I'm sorry. But there's gonna be as many white puppies as there are, and I'm not gonna find out."

It may only be unnatural to be in the carry case all day, but the caravan is moving all day.

I can't afford to watch this one.

I've been looking like a puppy all these days, so it's fresh that Cenri is smaller than me. I shrugged my shoulder and said.

"They all make me better. Waving your tail is like payback."

Cenri stared me in the eye for a while, but immediately sighed deeply.

".................. ha. The curse doesn't know what will happen. That's all, be careful."

"I wish I could watch with you. The demons seem to be getting stronger these days."

"There are other mercenaries, so there's no problem"

I lean over to crawl near the centipede and take that wrist. My head was jerked off by the smell of fragrant blood.

Touched wrist. Rub smooth skin through its bones.

I can't imagine a luxurious skill comparable to mine. It is only very painful not to strip clothes.

Cenri kept her mouth shut for just a little while, but tilted her face just a little like she'd given up when she took my gaze for a while, exposing that white neck muscle.

My cheeks are just a little stained. My heart is beating just a little faster because of the tension.

I persuaded him that it was inevitable.

The power of Ephe is horrible. We need to get some power quickly to face it.

In bloodsucking, the place to chew is important. Biting your finger makes a huge difference in the amount of force you get even if you breathe the same amount of blood in biting your neck.

There are limits to the blood that can be produced by the centipede. Even though you don't have much chance of sucking blood, it's unlikely that you have any other option than to bite your neck.

"End… you are losing your temper"

"It's a sign of trust."

Hold down the hand of the powerless centipede just to say if it is still this, and push the centipede down on a thin cloth.

Waiting for a soft, warm body to quietly suck blood under me. That only makes my head hot and my heart beats.

Blessed armor is not wrapped around. I put my lips under Cenri's ear and rubbed my neck so I could see.

My fangs hurt hard. Flushing around his neck with the head of his nose, the sweet smell of blood flowing under his thin, white skin and flesh shakes his brain hard.

Oh, I haven't breathed blood yet, but it feels so good.

As human beings, vampires are attracted to them and say they have a blood giving presence. But to my mind, it's never a one-sided relationship.

When a person is fascinated by a vampire, the vampire is fascinated by that person again.

The vampire side just... sucks and kills people when they're drunk by instinct.

A bumpy neck. The body of the centipede moves small to me, enthralled by white, radiant skin and smell.

"Huh... Endo... Quickly, finish it"

"Well, wait. It's still a long night. This way... it smells really good."

White skin brings heat even though I haven't bitten it yet. Exhales like Cenri pushed him to death, trembling.

I carefully crawled my tongue into the skin as if the doctor were putting a scalpel in it.

Sweet. Not only blood, but its skin and flesh and everything is superb. Perhaps Cenri is an excellent material not only for vampires (vampires), but also for corpses (ghouls).

Sober and healthy flesh to the positive energy full of it. She is a shiny polished apple if she likes fruit.

The sweet smell is stronger. It meant that the pleasure of not staying calm, even with a strong sense of reason, was attacking her.

The restrained hand trembles as if resisting. Hold it down with care not to break it.

Usually they just prey on eating centipede that can easily kill me. This situation excites me strongly, and it helps.

Not yet. I can only breathe a little blood. There is no extra body to end those few opportunities in an instant.

Press the tongue against the neck muscle and check the blood vessels passing under it. Carefully find a place to stick your fangs out.

I'm worried about where to bite.

"Ha, ha... Quick, end. Quick, we have to finish it, it's unnatural."

"Hmm... what are you talking about, Cenri, it's already so unnatural"

Oh, my clothes are in the way. It looks like you're eating fruit that hasn't been skinned. It's too rude, too blasphemous.

I'm sweating like a bead. Lick it away and tell Cenri to put out the word so that it floats in the heat.

Centrifuges are always sharp, but sometimes they fall out. Maybe Nevila and the others were paying attention to Cenri because they knew it.

Cenri may feel like she's eating, but this act is unlimited to mating. There is little difference between the two for vampires.

"As far as I can see, the only time a mercenary rents a tent... is when he brings in the opposite sex"

".................. Huh!?

The limb of the centipede that was pressing against the floor as it stretched out bounces heavily. The sweet smell is stronger in an instant, and the skin that was faintly stained becomes bright red.

Could it be that you didn't notice? To the gaze of curiosity that was directed at me by a merchant when I went to rent a tent.

Tomorrow, the gaze you can point at Cenri will change only slightly.

It's okay, anyway, the caravan is the one who breaks up soon, and I'm just wondering if there are any circumstances that Cenri can't get out of his mouth because nobody has confirmed where he's bringing in the man.

"End, no, end! From my finger, I'll give it to you!

That's enough to keep me free and kill me alive.

I ignored verbal resistance and continued my quest for blood vessels using my tongue.

"It's okay, if you say anything, you can deny it. Either way, I have to borrow a tent to get blood. I'm looking for a place to bite right now, just wait a little longer."

I can't compare it to earlier, it smells good. Whether it's rush or anger, excitement definitely seems to enhance her taste.

The presence of vampires is really well done.

Cenri turns herself around and the tent shakes heavily. I was going to taste it a little slower, but at tide time? Toothache is the limit.

If you think calmly, you can chew anywhere. Because the taste is superb.

A scream ripped silk from outside the tent was raised as he slowly tried to protrude his fangs as he decided to place and put a knife in a soft steak.