The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

Stigme Imperial Capital Grand Palace. In front of the Emperor's castle, the Emperor's castle, there was Secretary Greyña Hull in front of the Emperor's bedroom.

― ― As always, it's thriving.

From the other side of the door, you can hear a woman moaning. But it also seems to be treating it very roughly.

--You mean a human slave taken from the earth?

His Majesty will not interfere with your play. Hal, the number two in the Stigme Empire, also waits for the number one emperor to complete.

Nevertheless, while waiting, I can afford to think of something boring.

Vampires don't stack their flesh. Layer the magic power that makes up itself. The opponent and his magic power are mixed together to gain a sense of unity. It is a trance experience to touch the feelings of a favored opponent and overlap.

However, this magical and soulful connection is not pleasant unless it is an interesting thing, and it is still a favorable opponent.

Even though I lived as a vampire in 1999 and had opponents in my youth, I could not recall at all when I was not connected, except for the clone opponent I used to comfort myself.

- Well, so is the Emperor.

Hal gave a thin smile.

It's the same as using toys, such as seeking a physical connection with a human opponent. Because the true connection of a vampire is a magical connection.

--I wonder if the remnants of my time as a human being...?

Or are you trying to remember that time?

- It's not going to live long.

Self-mocking Secretary Hal. Eventually, there was a loud noise behind the door.... again, did the toy break or is it over again?

Hal closes his eyes and feels the magic.... exploring the Emperor's room is a matter of courtesy, and anyone other than Hal would be exposed to the Emperor's upset.

- Nh...!

There was no sound, but Hal's magic power was beaten up. His Majesty took an unfaithful peek.

- Excuse me.

Director Hal stretched his spine and knocked on the door. Then, the door opened vigorously without putting my hair in.

"... it looks like you made me wait, Hal."

His Majesty the Emperor - Metrei Stigme was sitting on the bed in the bedroom. Everything that was a human woman around me was desperate for vitality and magic.

Although it has been aesthetically pleasing since I was a human being, my face may have changed slightly even after 1999.

Is it heartless or does it have a little sharp ears? ─ ─ There is something like a bear in the eye area, which makes you feel a little gloomy. If you live too long and grow old, you might end up like this.

"What's the matter? Come on in."

"Excuse me."

Director Hal entered the room with a trickle and a shoe sound. The door closes on its own behind you.

When Emperor Stigme sniped his fingers, the corpse disappeared into dust. So he took a deep breath.... I ate the corpse in a flash.

--The magic squeeze was not delicious though.

Hal doesn't know the taste of Emperor Stigme.

Is it a report that you've been walking directly to me?

“Yes, I have a very unpleasant report to make.”

"Ahh... I see"

"I see," repeated the Emperor. Unmoved eyes. Most vampires don't stop trembling when they see it. It was probably a demonic eye, but it didn't work on Hal.

"The second stage of the operation has failed. The Twelve Knights, with the exception of Louie, were annihilated. The tree of the world could not be secured as one."

"... that's..."

Sigh, Emperor Stigme took a breath.

"That's terrible."

“Absolutely. It's too impolite.”

"By the way... who was Lui?"

The emperor said as he slapped his bed and invited Hal.

“It's a mermaid model wearing glasses. Of course I have legs."

"Isn't that beautiful?"

The emperor stands up. Hal sits on the bed instead.

"Besides, even though it's a mermaid model, I don't understand the meaning of glasses."

The emperor said that the glasses would not stand in the way of entering the water.

"Unexpectedness... that's what you said"

Hal gently raised his right leg. Then the emperor knelt down and took off his shoes from Hal's feet.

"I guess so."... ok. So the other twelve knights are dead? "

Yes.

I see. We need to create a new Twelve Knights.

With that, Emperor Stigme cheeked Hal's right foot in love.

What's going on this time?

"You can make a copy right away."

Hal said indifferently. I have nothing more to say about His Majesty's unusual tastes. Hal knows it's probably a fetish, but now he's the only one who can do this.

"Copy... copy. But you lost once." I wonder if I can use that kind of guy? "

Emperor Misu's appearance had changed. From man to woman. A beautiful woman with long silver hair.

The higher vampires can change their appearance freely. Sometimes, if you live longer, you can change your gender and have fun.

I wonder if I'll add my hand after a long time.

What will you do on earth?

Hal asked as the Commissioner.

"The forces on the ground have begun invading the underworld. The Diggle Troops and the Jin Amiwool Troops."

Hal felt the tip of his tongue rough as he spoke Jin's name. It is also surprising that the former teacher is in the world after 9900 years.

The emperor sat next to Hal as he stepped away from his feet.

"I guess. I met Kurf recently, but... I wonder where all his vampire denials come from."

Emperor Stigme is a distant sight.

"If you want a basement, I'll give it to you. What I want is a heavenly castle that, like the former Apollo Empire, dominates the garbage from the sky above. The Great Apolitan Resurrection"

Ruling the world from above. When he was a human, he wanted to be the apex of the Apolitan Empire, because his ultimate goal was to be the king of the world with himself at the apex.