Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

The Demon King Reinell Army is a good place.

I don't know what to do, I'd rather any wagamama go by if I win the fight. It's not a great place to live, but if you live there again, it's the capital.

It is also good to have experience fighting diverse sub-people. Subhumans only have different shapes and different characteristics. Some of them can use sword moves, and best of all, no killing. Later, with Cenri, it would have been perfect.

The lid is knocked small. My time has come. [M]

Wake yourself up slowly and use your strength to shift the heavy lid. It was Monica's face that lit up in the moonlight and came into view.

"Good morning, Master End. Did you sleep well?

"Oh, thank you. Monica, you're doing very well."

Wake up only the upper body in a black coffin that can be completely sealed, and stretch out greatly.

The coffin was prepared by Monica. It was originally in the prerequisite knowledge, but apparently vampires sleep in coffins.

I'm not kidding as a dead person once, but apparently sleeping in a coffin also makes sense, and I'm in better shape than ever.

Somehow, it's very calming. I haven't slept this time because it's an enemy land, but it might be good about the next time I take a breath of blood. I wish I had a mobile coffin.

"Has the environment improved?

"Yes. How many minutes is the place, so it won't be perfect right away, but just like I said..."

Monica lays down her eyes and says in a small voice.

What I asked for was to improve the prison environment. There is no way that delicious blood can grow in an environment where you can't even give food that you don't clean very much.

I don't think I can improve the environment any more, but if I'm nice to the captives, the centipede may let me suck blood in a delicious way later.

"But protests are coming over the matter.... fifteen."

"Okay, I'll take it"

Don't hesitate to nod at Monica's fearful words.

Improving the environment takes a lot of work. It is the lower echelons of this demon king's army that do it.

Yesterday there appeared many who came against it, but they all spoke with their fists and solved it.

Apparently, the best way to solidify your standing in the Demon King's Army was to show strength, and each time you won the challenge, the number of new challengers decreased. It's only been three days since I've been here, but there's an atmosphere where rumors have spread and now I'm scared.

Monica today rarely wore plain clothes that concealed the majority of her skin. But the good style is not hidden.

Maybe Monica will review me and give me blood if I get better, and I'll try my best today.

Today's challenger was the Ghost Man (Auga). In this demon army, it is a species that makes a great faction, one that has come to challenge me many times since I defeated the champion on my first day.

He had a privileged physique and hard skin, a vicious phase exactly what he deserved to be called a ghost, but his expression was now frightened by tension from the moment he combined his face.

Unexpectedly opens his eyes. It was usually a fist, but today's challenger had a swing of sword. A blackened sword, obviously too small in length compared to your physique.

It's dark, but my instincts tell me. Silver sword.

I thought you'd come someday. You need as much power as Albatross to avoid poking weaknesses and damage me properly. [M]

You realize who that weapon is, Monica hastily opens her lips. I stopped it.

"I don't mind. But if you're dying, help me................ I thought you were gonna complain?

The expression on the face of the ghost man was distorted and his developed arm trembled enough to be called its bulge. A hot breath blows out of his fangy mouth.

I have little pain in my body right now. It's really great that there's no pain. But at the same time, pain is something to remember.

If I keep winning like this, I'm sure I'll grow.

Cenri says pain is a vampire weakness. I don't always feel pain, so when I'm given pain, it stops moving. Sometimes I've survived without it because of my life experience. [M]

Besides, what threat would a blackened silver sword, barely even available?

I know a silver sword that shapes the perfect cross. I know a holy sword made of precious blessed silver. They will surely kill me easily.

Then you must acquire the art of overcoming weaknesses before you meet them next. Engagement with a silver sword in a state unlikely to die is never a bad thing given that.

"It's troublesome, so you can bring them all together."

"Huh... you fool me! Vampire!"

Even so, apparently there's only one wave of silver sword.

A ghost man distance himself in one step and waves his sword full of power. It's a whimpering blow that divides the space. But the size of the sword doesn't fit the body.

I'm falling for the first time, dodging it sideways at my leisure and jabbing it into the open flank.

It was meant to be a light attack, but the ghost man's face distorted in agony and his flesh swallowed. A sword swept down is cut back with the momentum as it is.

Too late. Too late. Ghosts are proud of their power, but speed isn't even that far. It's fast enough for my visual acuity. [M] Might be good for dodging training.

Concentrate your spirit while avoiding and activate the Dark Stalker's ability, the Skull Shadow.

The sound disappears and the skin spreads black. An agitation rushes to the look of a ghost man.

This ability is meant to lurk in the shadows, but it seems to work even when used in combat. The smell is strong enough that the majority of the sound disappears anyway. He's a strong ally to me who can't use the power of vampires yet. We need to use it.

A ghost man kneels where he jabs three times in a similar exchange. He's a better flesh than I am.

But maybe if ghosts become vampires, they'll be strong enough that they can't compare to me or anything else? He was sick enough to say he was talented, because I could fight this far.

Next time let's take a sword with our nails to try. If they were Kainushi, they would never do it.

I take my gaze off the ghost man and see the next challenger I've been waiting for.

When that's over, the fist is next. If it's vampire power, it's not strange to break about the silver sword.

Rhinel army executives should be a lot stronger than they are, we need to make a little difference.

§ § §

It was hostile at first. It turned into fear and gradually into respect.

The powerful in this Reinell army shall be honored. Monica had to blur into the transition of this situation.

End Baron was becoming familiar with the Demon King's Army in just three days.

I've felt thin from the start, but this vampire is a weirdo. Somehow, it doesn't seem. The vampires of their original ancestors are more arrogant and incompatible with the living. It could not have been so easily tamed by the Demon King's Army either.

But the end doesn't have it. Wagamama says, but from the fact that Monica hasn't been sucked yet, it was clear that its nature diverged from that of a common vampire.

But the power is real. You can use the abilities of a corpse ghost as well as the abilities of a 'Dark Rover'. You shouldn't be breathing blood here for a while, but there's no sign of losing power.

Monica had not yet been able to see its true nature.

As it is, it will be up to the executive class in a short time.

It is unlikely that an ordinary Demon King's army will be able to hold new recruits in executives, but it can happen enough in this Reinell army.

Still hanging out with the end today, watching until dawn's bedtime, caressing my chest relieved that a safe day has passed.

Improving the prison environment is underway at a rapid pitch. Give them food, clean their cells and give them the right to go to the bathroom. It's a job nobody wants to do, such as managing human health, but if the end wants it and beats the challenger, it has to be done. Now the prisoners had a better life than the poorer lower constituents.

The environment was changing dramatically. The end is trying to isolate the people who have been there before. There's no way I'm not dissatisfied. Monica doesn't eat, but few Demon Kings love humans.

There will be no such thing as how many vampires and sucking all that human blood. The vast majority of humans should be spare, and if they are used up, they should be paid down.

As for Monica, I only prayed that as soon as possible this nasty vampire would show up with satisfactory blood.

A fierce footsteps rise and a large, black shadow jumps up the morning sun on his back and lands in front of Monica.

Oliver Albor. The werewolf, one of the finest in this demon king's army, gave out his bright red tongue and said openly when he saw Monica.

"Or we're home. What do you think, Mr. End?"

"I'm satisfied with it so far. I've spoken to Master Reinell. But you found me troublesome."

The man who has eaten and killed so many war-torn warriors thickens his tail and shrinks. It's like a frightened dog.

"Oh, never, never piss me off. If anyone tries a duel, turn it to me."

"... ha. It's too late, because a hundred people got hit."

"Huh... what!?

And it's not just a hundred people. There are hundreds of warriors who are confident in power and can overwhelm even a few to one human mercenaries.

As a member of the Demon King's Army, I don't have a headache, but I just think it's better if they didn't kill me.

"Fuck, I'll kill you, I'll eat you to death. Give me your name, Monica. Put some mud on my face. Oh, no, no, Master End... I never meant to..."

Oliver giggles his eyes.

The sun had already risen, but there was no sign that Oliver would return to his human appearance. Degraded werewolves can only transform on full moon nights, but third place Oliver is different. Regardless of the size of the force, it can be freely transformed even during the day, and reason remains relatively.

But in those eyes I saw a strong fear and madness. How many vampires turned Oliver into a werewolf to carve fear so far into this man?

I say it in a calm voice, trying to calm it down.

"Calm down, Oliver. 'Cause Master End was having fun."

"Ah... Oh, oh, well. Then I'm glad. Really, good."

Oliver's voice was caged with strong emotions.

But something bad happens. As far as Monica's looking, End Baron is measuring his own power.

At first it was powerful. The movement gradually sophisticated as if it were trying, and today it was even relative to the silver sword, which is a weakness.

The ghosts, no matter how tall their opponents were, were completely atrophied. End always said he wasn't going to be in this demon king's army, but as it is, he can only be poison to this army.

As a servant of the faithful Demon King Reinell, I had to strike my hand.

"... Oliver, Master End will be battled with 'cannibalism'. Bet that ending knight."

Oliver sets his ear and opens his eyes.

"Cannibalism" is second only to Lord Reinell in this Demon King's Army. Whatever your personality, that fighting ability even crosses Oliver. Vampires are monsters in a different way.

I was going to see how it went a little bit, but you should set it up early.

Surprisingly, the end is learning. We need to soil this army before it gets out of hand with further strength.

I had a strange feeling. Otherwise the Reinell army would be devoured from within and devastated.