Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

-Epilogue

Side: Guild Girl Swordsman

- In the woods.

We, the Crusaders of the Alliance, just go deeper.

It's my job to crush the goblin nest today with a total of 20 people.

According to a preliminary investigation, there are five goblins in the nest hole.

Well, it's a really dangerous mission, so it's obvious we need this much war power.

So, on the road, I spoke to the muscle mole warrior who was walking next door.

"Hey, was it true that people used to crusade vampires all by themselves?

"Is this the time when magic existed? I'm telling you, a high-ranking adventurer could have done that, too. If you're alone now, Goblin... the good thing is that the oak is the mountain."

"But some people hunt high-ranking demons like vampires, right?

"Ha, that's like an urban legend. Um... vampire hunter... a natural enemy of demons, a clan of thousands of demon hunters?

"Huh? Was that a lie?

"If those people were really there, I'd be down. The Alliance is also up for business."

"I believed you..."

"There are things that humans can and cannot do. So we were at our height... the extermination of goblins."

And so - I heard screams from the people who were going ahead.

If you look forward, what's going on?

- There were more than five bodies rolling in there.

Little time has passed since I heard the scream.

That means it was done in an instant.

And then, hitting the neck muscle of the corpse, I was stunned to see what that demon looked like.

"Va, va...... vampires!

Everyone you see starts rushing out like a shedding toward us and behind us.

"Such a high-ranking demon would be on such a periphery... again... to abandon one village!

To the words of the warrior, I sweat cold.

If a powerful demon appears around the village, there is only one option we can take.

I mean, abandon the village... and move the whole place to an area where there are no demons.

"Anyway, contact the Guild Manager soon - Abou!

The warrior's head flies and my cheeks are dyed with blood.

"Ah, ah..."

Look around you and go.

The total of twenty goblin crusades all turn into corpses, and all that remains is...... just me.

Vampires looked at me trembling and laughed niggly.

"You're beautiful."

Says the immortal nobleman.

Says your lord of everlasting darkness.

Says - High Undead.

What those words mean is... clear death.

"Ah, ah..."

"Good, I'll make you a special family member. Well, if you're a vampire zombie, your beauty won't last a month."

"Hi... Hi... Hi... Huh!

Having lost my hips, I crawl and move my hands and feet trying to escape the vampire.

"Ha, because of the beauty... if it does, it'll be ruined"

I don't like it.

I hate dying... and... I hate being a zombie more.

Even when he becomes a zombie, he says his brain and consciousness as a human being are alive.

However, vampires control their behavior, so nothing is different from just a zombie from the outside.

Whether the body rots away or the Uzi gushes... the human consciousness remains intact and continues to suffer.

I don't like it, I don't like it. I absolutely don't like that.

I kept moving my hands and feet to escape in tears, when...

- The bread and the dry noise rang

Looking around - there was blood coming from the vampire's chest.

Vampires look at the blood from the chest wound on their hands, wondering,

- Bread and dry sound again

At the same time, the vampire's parietal portion could be played.

Like a broken watermelon, or a crushed fig.

I could play it at the same time as the sound of bread. It burst.

... the sound rang backwards?

When I looked back, there was a boy with a small cylinder there.

A boy with a beautiful face like a girl.

Burning red hair mixed with watery hair houses everywhere. And he's pretty low.

"... from the end of the cylinder? Smoke...?

Growling so, the boy grinned cously.

"It's a pistol. It is a weapon of super ancient civilization conceived by the reincarnated ancestors to counter demons. I hear the Dwarves struggled with the prototype."

Continuing, the boy takes the bag out of his nostrils and swings the powder inside toward the vampire.

And then the boy goes on and throws something at the vampire.

- There was an explosion with the flames.

It is as if it coincides with that phenomenon, seen in the miga.

"Is that... the magic of flames? Lost... is it magic?

"This is also what your ancestors... the dragon wizard of man, turned and left behind by gunpowder researchers. With dragon wisdom, magic can be restored with tools."

Numerous sounds are heard from the bread bread bread and the cylinder, and each time blood erupts from the vampire's body.

Vampires opened their mouths with a werewolf look as they ejected blood.

"What!? What are you doing? What is that tool?

"It's a silver bullet... even if I just punch it in, I'll pimp it. That's just tough."

So the boy shrugged his shoulder just saying he was up to it.

As it was, I started to think of something and ask how the vampire was doing.

"Huh? If you keep attacking me with that cylinder... isn't it good?

"Oh, I'm out of ammo"

"Tamaguire......?

"If you don't know, fine."

Vampires leap on boys.

With outstretched nails, poking with your right hand toward the boy.

I finally catch up with my eyes at too much speed.

And anyone can tell the power of a vampire blow by looking at a body rolling here.

and a brilliant sword flash there with Hyun.

Botri, and the right hand of the vampire falls botri.

"So, this is the swordsmanship of a former brave man that comes from your ancestors. I can still use enough now."

Vampires, who were only left handed, nevertheless continue their attacks against the boy.

With your left hand nail.

With a kick.

Or with a head poke.

But with minimal movement, the boy keeps avoiding attacks as he dances.

"Whether you lose muscle strength or reflex nerves, the body you work out doesn't lie"

That's how the boy sets up a foot payment on the vampire.

As it were, the vampire crawled to the ground.

"Well, dodging is the main thing. You can't punch each other in the face with a boulder."

That's how the boy flashed his sword against the vampire's neck.

Continue, removing a piece of metal from the pocket and putting it in the cylinder.

"The ability of vampires to recover is insulting. I don't need fishing. I'll give you plenty of silver bullets."

Bread, bread, bread, bread.

A dry sound rings in the woods. Bikun, Bikun and Vampire's hands and feet cramped, and - they stopped moving.

"Yes, that's it"

That's how the boy told me, "Goodbye," and I turned my heel back and tried to move on to the back of the woods.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute, you! Who are you? A little monster hunting...... Thousand demon hunting clan though!?

So the boy stops. But I don't even turn this one around.

With it as it is, only my voice throws at me.

"Some call it that, but it's not that big of a deal. And... if anyone asks, well, I live in a secret village... and that's how I'm going to answer it."

That's how the boy told me, waving his back.

"I'm a villager, what is it?