The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"The more you stop by, the bigger the squid"

Honest thoughts leak out of my mouth. I wonder how many servings of sashimi can be served.

What I have now is the bow of a medium-sized armed ship.

The ship's name is the Pisces. It's an old ship that was due to be abandoned, given to me by Mr. Someker to get close to the squid.

The Pisces is a giant squid - in the middle of a slight advance toward Aviscoll.

It is not the sailors who are moving the ship. I'm the only one on this ship.

... This is also a ton of demo skills.

Blood contract. Skills that make what you give your own blood, your squire.

It's inherently a skill to use for creatures, but even inorganic objects are eligible for service because they are at the highest level.

And a high level of blood contract also has the power to manipulate your squire freely.

Which means I'm turning the ship into a squire and moving it alone. If you want, the sail will adjust the tension at will and change direction without touching the steering wheel (handle).

It's very convenient to just think about it and move it. The Pisces is a sailboat (soldering) - a structure that moves in the wind on the sail without an engine, but the wind can magically wake it up.

I'm not exactly free to shoot to the cannon, but it's what I got to get close, so that's enough.

Blood contract. It's the right skill for me. Heh heh, wouldn't it be nice to say Mr. Lorizii?

The sea is rough because the squid was raging until just now, and although the Pisces is quite shaky, they are moving forward properly.

If there is a problem, the position of the leather belt hanging on the shoulder from time to time before boarding the ship is just a bit uneven and disgusting. I fixed it again now.

The effect of the blood contract also has the effect of "increasing the ability of what we have made servants", so that even this ship, a borough ship on the verge of abandonment, can run rough seas without difficulty.

Squid people obviously recognize me, but they're not clearly trying to attack me if they're suddenly confused that the convoy has left.

If you're not coming without a question, let's have a conversation first. With that in mind, I'll take what's out of the bloodbox.

I took it out, just like the Pisces, for Mr. Somerker - the megaphone.

That said, it's not like it comes with speakers used for elections or anything. It's as simple as being used in sports games. It's a plastic-like material, and it really expresses itself that way perfectly.

Hello, can you hear me?

In the meantime, I'll use my megaphone to call you. I've expanded the range of effects of language translation skills, so if they're intelligent creatures, they'll understand my language, and they'll understand their language.

Somewhat later, the other responded.

"Who is it?"

... Wow, old man voice.

Is it racial, or individual? Squid's voice was a low voice with the impression of being dry, which was either magnificent or the expression of feeling like an uncle fits perfectly.

"Er... it's a passing vampire"

"You think you're a vampire? What's the joke, daughter? Can vampires move from day to day?"

"No, because I have sunlight tolerance. Er... old squid."

"Old Squid!?

"Oh, I'm sorry, was the squid jerk better?

"You haven't changed a lot!?

I even got stuck in the naming by an outsider.

I thought it was the perfect name, old squid. Something looks delicious.

"What's that pitiful face..."

"Oh, no, don't worry about it because it's about this one. More than that, will you stop the progression to town?

"Say no."

A short, easy-to-understand response to that. After it came, my vision was filled with massive touch-arms.

"I thought what I was after, but I'm not willing to hang out with crappy jokes"

... Woohoo, did this happen after all? It's a pain in the ass.

What a decision I made in my heart at the same time. Countless white arms were knocked in for the Pisces.