Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 258

I was able to recover my fellows who had fallen here and there, and I headed to the Kalankov villa with the guidance of the Lorumund werewolf.

"I'm the guards of this forest. It's divided into several parts, and it's about twenty to thirty villages around the forest. There are about two hundred people in all."

"got it"

I nodded casually, but my back sweated cold.

Did that happen ...?

The Volkas are unaware, but our magic rifles have fewer ammunition. Only two shots.

Even a version that slightly reduces the power and range and increases the number of ammunition, there are only a few shots at most.

There are not enough bullets against two hundred werewolf.

We wouldn't have been able to defeat nine of us without a sword.

"Peacefully" was resolved by a fight and was a very correct answer.

According to Volka, about half of them are children and elderly and don't want to fight, but that's still a good number.

But because Volka barred the clan from attacking, I was able to get to the Kalankov villa safely.

"From here on, I'm out of my control. Don't ask the deacon."

Volka tells me that.

"Oh, thank you"

"If possible, be kind to that little boy, too, because he was really taken care of the first generation."

Apparently, Borka does not dislike the Bolshevik.

I nod.

"It's up to him. I want to be as gentle as possible, but I don't know what will happen."

The opponent is the rebel mastermind.

Volka nodded and waved at me.

"I know. That boy must also be rewarded for what he did ..."

"That's right ... then we'll go a bit."

I waved to Volka and her three sisters and said goodbye.

Kalankov villas are supposed to be hunting villas, but they have an unusually large number of rooms and large buildings. As expected, it is a concentration camp of the Dniesk family.

On the first floor, all windows have stylish iron bars, and the front door is terribly heavy. It is a magnificent Western-style building, but it is a horror house that cannot be escaped at night.

As we entered the entrance hall, it was increasingly a horror house.

The chandeliers shimmer in the dark room, and the butler-like costumes greet us. One old man and two young.

An old man butler glances at me and asks me in a polite tone.

"Welcome to Kalankov villa. Will you meet with anyone?"

I stare at the old butlers and the young butlers alternately, as the wolf squad behind is blatantly alert.

Then I sighed and asked,

"We're Vice of the Council of Milardia. By the way, Butler, who are the two behind?"

The old butler silenced and the two young butlers slightly widened their feet.

I'll tell you earlier that I won't be bothered.

"Rolmund's servants act so as not to see the eyes of the Lord and guests. I have never heard of them coming out together, and they are too magical."

I also learned a lot because I've been living in Rolmund for a long time, and since my profession is a magician, I can easily tell the other person's magic power.

Since there is no reply, I will check a little more.

"Both of them have high magic, but they treat magic as if they are amateurs. They are not trained, they are innate. Are they demons?"

I can't say for sure, but I'm probably a vampire. The atmosphere is similar to Melene's subordinates.

The two young butlers sat down and prepared, but surprisingly the old butler controlled it.

"Don't both,"

"However……"

"The hunts have passed. We are not the ones we can handle. Go down."

The old butler was an ordinary man at first sight, but the two young butlers fall quietly.

After the young men bowed and retreated to the wall, the old butler bowed to me again.

"I have a bad law. Please forgive me."

"No, thank you for the Bolshevik?"

"Yes, I'm staying. I'll guide you right away."

The butler guided us and started walking.

As I walk down the hallway, I ask the old butler.

"What are you two now?"

The unexpected butler replied, surprisingly easily.

"I'm a vampire."

"Are you a servant of this house?"

"No, I'm a Bolshevik family guard. I'm bringing some other vampires."

Duke of rebellion protected by vampires?

That's a little cool.

From the main building, cross the corridor and I will be guided to the annex.

"This whole annex is being used by the Prince of Bolshevik. I'm asking you to go through the reception room, so let me guide you there."

"Thank you"

Breaking up with the butler in front of the reception room, I knock on the door.

I heard a familiar voice.

"Please. I was waiting for you."

I ordered the werewolf squad to wait and opened the door alone.

The interior is lit by a fireplace, and the flames of the candlesticks illuminate the interior. It was as if I knew I would come.

Duke Bolshevik was sitting alone on the sofa in the back.

"It's been a long time, Lord Waid.

He doesn't feel hostile at all, but it looks a bit ugly.

I was wary of traps and surprises, but I was a bit surprising because there was no sign of it.

I entered the room for the time being, and I sat down on the sofa.

"The Bolsheviks seem like a disaster, and nothing else"

"I'm just a Bolshevik because I've been stripped of her rank. It seems that my brother has succeeded to the patriarch, and" Charlie "is fine."

"Then, Charlie. You know what I am doing?"

"Yes, of course"

Charlie laughing.

I watch out for his smile, but cut it out as a job.

"Originally, it is the order to capture you first, then take you and interrogate ..."

That's likely to make me nervous, so I'll change my schedule a bit.

"In my discretion, I'd like to hear from you first. How about?"

Charlie seemed surprised at my words.

"Are you sure?"

"I don't care"

If he's seriously running away, he's running away while I'm beating the Volkas.

One of the reasons is that he did not escape, but the real reason is another.

"Charlie is now protected by werewolf, vampire, and humans."

I said so and sighed on purpose.

"Coexistence of humans and demons is the Demon King's philosophy, and I'm a Demon Army soldier. Even if it's harmful to Rolmund or Milardia, you're an interesting person for the Demon Army, you are."

Sharrier then appeared to have been taken away, but immediately began to laugh.

"Maybe, but I'm just for my self-preservation? It's not such a noble thing."

"But, in fact, you coexist with werewolf and vampires."

It is not even slavery.

They were trying to protect this man on their own.

"As long as you have the trust of the demons, I must also give due respect. I will be scolded by His Majesty the King."

"Is that kind of thing?"

"Well, he's a very noisy person."

Regardless of what the teacher actually thinks, at least he will not be scolded for this decision.

Sharrier smiled and left her back on the sofa, knowing that I was serious.

"Okay, thank you for your efforts .... what would you answer?"

I asked without a pause.

"Dr. Charrier. Did you deliberately lose to use us?"

As I worked on Kiyokyo, Polar Starism is to be protected as it is.

And the Bolsheviks, from serfs to townspeople, are all under the control of Eleora. In a way, it was very safe.

If his purpose was this, everything went well.

Charrier stared at my face, but shook his head with a bitter smile.

"No, I didn't lose on purpose. It's a bit longer and rounder, is that OK?"

"Yes. Night is long."

I leaned on the couch and waited for his words.