Master’s Smile

"Totally... Mel's a really unconscious woman."

Sitting beside me, Van Peel, looking angry.

Me and her were on the move in Mel's manoeuvring carriage right now.

Heading there is a venue where the True Ancestors' Conference will be held.

Ha ha. Well, I think Mel is just getting sweet...

It's been a long time since I've seen her, and Van Peel hasn't always been in vampire territory, so why don't she, too?

All this time, if you were alone in Van Peel's mansion, you'd be bored.

"Mmmmmmmm......! If the master says so, you have no choice..."

Van Peel looking unconvinced.

Were you so jealous of Mel?

What, you don't have to sweeten me at all? Although moderate.

"Huh!? That's okay!?

Vampire coming out with Gabba.

I have a big breast in front of me...... as a lady, I don't think that move is working...

Anyway, I don't mind sweetening it at all.

Rather, it is a pleasure to be sweetened or relied upon by the children of the 'Army of Salvation (Yerkthilla)', many of whom are firmly independent.

"So, so be quick......!

What are you nervous about, Van Peel's tone becomes like Crankheit.

That tension is going to shift.

But you've decided to be ready, Van Peel opens her beautiful red eyes cuckoo......

"My... Huh!?

That's all Van Peel says, abruptly stops the word.

Because she was blown away behind me when the carriage suddenly stopped.

Wow... of course I went off my back......

"Master, Master Van Peel. We're at the venue."

Open the carriage door and Mel will tell you.

Van Peel, the Lord, groans in abundance inside, but ignores it.

I even felt a little freshness......

Van Peel finally came back to life when I was sweating and smiling bitterly.

"Meruuuuuuuu!! You definitely did it on purpose! You wouldn't be as quiet as stopping the carriage!!

"No. As far as I'm concerned, I can only do this to this extent"

"I'm lying -!!

Van Peel representing his anger in tears.

Sure, I can understand her claims.

Would Mel make such a preliminary mistake...?

"Well, on purpose."

"I knew it wasn't!

Van Peel raises his hands and gets angry.

No, we're really close...

"Oh, I haven't seen you in a while, but you guys are really close"

Looking at the mouth of Van Peel and Mel, such a voice arrived.

Oh, there was someone with the same idea as me.

"Who says we're close?!?

But Van Peel didn't seem to care much about the words, and he rolled off the carriage with the kind of momentum to go get involved.

Yep... can I get out offensively even though I don't even know who they are...

I got worried, so I got off the carriage in a hurry.

When I got out of the carriage, there were two women staring at each other right in the vicinity.

One, naturally, Van Peel. And the other was the kind of girl who made Van Peel smaller.

Except that your hair is a little shorter than Van Peel's and you're pretty low in height, you look just like Van Peel.

"Say it again!

I said, "Can you stop making that deafening yell before I'm here?"

"Muki, no, no, no!!

Ooh. I didn't take a step back against that little kid, Van Peel, but rather even provoked him.

Van Peel is stupid, but his power is real.

It's also known in vampire territory, so the previous gatekeepers kept their heads down on her as well.

Vampires of such true ancestry, vampires that they can equitably stake Van Peel out against their opponents, are squeezed in numbers.

Who would that be, that girl...?

"He's a Liturgian."

Mel, who stepped down next door, explains.

Ho ho. That Liturgian kid seems to have strength that Van Peel won't even step back against.

"Right. He's one of the few truly ancestral vampires."

Heh!

Listen to Mel, I look at Liturgia unexpectedly. [M]

Is the little kid with his face so bright red and arguing with Van Peel, the vampire of his true ancestors?

But humans, anyway, the Demons are very often unseen.

For example, the members in our guild will only get the impression that most people are cute or beautiful at first sight.

I don't think every single one of them is a guild member with a hell of a lot of strength.

In that regard, I stand firm when I have lived for a long time in vain.

"You little prick!!

"You wasted milk!!

... no. Still, when I look at them cursing at each other with their faces close, I don't really think they're quite powerful in vampire territory.

"Dear Van Peel, Dear Liturgia. Not so much fun. Already, time is running out. Perhaps Master Gehilned will be waiting for you."

Mel approached them and said so.

Although Van Peel did not try to follow in any way, Liturgia left Pa and Van Peel.

"Oh, Mel. Where have you been?

"In Lord Van Peel's mansion. Master said you'd be back."

"Wasn't that a welcome for me!?

Liturgia speaks to Mel intimately.

Show Mel's words the look of Van Peel shocked with Gunn.

Oh, Mel knew Liturgia, too.

Well, if you were to be a true ancestral vampire, your face and name would be known to vampires and family members in general, isn't it surprising?

"What's the master... the man over there?

"Yes."

Liturgia stares at me.

Hey, what is it...? After all, are these butler clothes weird...?

She looks away when I'm dodgy. [M]

"Hmmm...... Let me hear about the man in the conference room."

"Ha! I'm the one, this me! Why should I give someone like Mr. Liturgia the pleasure of a master?

"Why the hell...!

It's about to start again, Van Peel and Liturgia cursing each other.

No, if there's someone waiting, shouldn't we go as soon as possible?

"If the master says so, that would be better. Mel, show me around."

"Okay."

To my words, Colo. A vampire who changes attitude.

... that honesty, I'd like you to show it to someone else...

"Hey, what, that change of pace...?

Liturgia is also puzzled.

Well, why don't we go with the conference room anyway?

So let me take a look at Van Peel's work.

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Meeting room guided by Mel.

A large round table is placed, with seats so as to surround it.

As she was saying, one man was already sitting waiting for the Van Peels.

Is he the vampire of his true ancestors?

... Nonetheless, you don't have any more true ancestors I used to be when I came here.

Well, there used to be a small number, and I was the real ancestor of that small number... well, this would be good.

Anyway, I thought when you were walking through vampire territory, but no one made any particular noise when you looked at me, and no vampire knew about me?

I'm going to miss you a little, but if you knew about me, it's going to be a bit of a fuss, and is the situation better now?

While I was thinking about that, Van Peel and Liturgia sat a few seats apart each, and for once, being in a servant-like position, I got behind Van Peel.

Then I wondered if the meeting would start soon, and it wasn't.

A little turmoil was waiting for us in this room.

"Hey dude......!!

Van Peel trembles small.

I couldn't even make fun of you for sounding like Crankheit......

Because I'm a little surprised, too.

"Why is Mel standing behind you or something? Whoa!?

Ahead of what Bissi and Van Peel pointed at, Liturgia is deciding the fuh-fuh-doah face.

And he was the figure of Mel standing behind him, holding back.