The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"What...!?

Abyscole leaked a screaming voice.

The reason is simple. Because the Pisces disappeared. If the object you were about to sink right now suddenly disappeared, that would surprise you.

The swarm of tentacles lost sight of the opponent to crush, wore the sea, and scowled.

The result is a severe blister, but that was all.

As for me, I'm literally looking out of the sky at the way Abyscole looks around in a hurry.

What you did is easy. Stored the Pisces in the Blood Box, clothes, and megaphones, and just used his batching skills to change his flesh and get away with it.

Being a small bat doesn't change that it's a quick polar swing. I was able to fly at high speeds to sew between the touching arms that were pouring down, and I was able to escape to high altitude.

...... Tentacle play is a bit.

Squid tentacles are thicker than my body, so they'll crush me a little before I play, but I don't like them either way.

Now that I'm a bat, there's something hanging in my body. This is all because I can't store it in a bloodbox.

Even if the skill level is 10, it can never be stored as a skill trait, so I have always worn it.

Be careful not to drop it, then flying fast was a terrible hassle, but I had no choice because I needed this.

Take sufficient altitude before solving batching.

It's cold and unacceptable to expose yourself to nudity, but if you take your clothes out of the bloodbox and wear them, you can fix it.

When it comes to wearing it, you don't have to put your sleeves through it. Because Blood Box is a skill that melts objects into the blood from being to being.

Blood circulates throughout the body. With the exception of hair and nails without blood vessels, I can remove items from where I wanted them to be.

If it's about skin, existence can pass through, so you don't have to get a scratch to bleed.

Clothes appeared to stain out of the inside of the body and the change was completed automatically.

Naturally, if I unbat it, my body, which lost its wings, is caught by gravity and falls into the ocean.

However, it is flying to a fairly high position, so there will be ample respite by then.

There's enough respite to get rid of that squid.

"Where!? Where did you disappear to?

An aviscor who raises his hysterical voice and gradually wields his touch arms with allowances. I even throw up squid and am a lot irritated.

Looking at squid like that, I wore a leather belt on my body all the time.

Hanging at the end of the belt is a large water bottle. If you open the lid, it smells familiar.

... blood.

The blood I asked Mr. Somerker to provide, little by little, from the soldiers. That's what's in the water bottle.

Yes, only blood can't be stored in a bloodbox. Even the mastery of the cod effect of "melting existence and preserving it indefinitely" cannot overshadow this premise alone.

Blood can't be mixed with blood.

"Blood Arms"

It's easy to do. Spread blood in the sky and use your strength. It's not a pain in the ass, it's really simple.

Blood Arms Arms is not a multiple system of arms, but a weapon, or an armed one, in that sense.

Ability creates a weapon out of the blood, as the Blood Arms word suggests.

The higher the skill level, the stronger and more numerous weapons can be created with a smaller amount of blood. If you have the highest level, if you have a drop of blood, you can make about a sword.

Power given. I did not hesitate to exercise the skills recommended by Mr. Lorizii, who never made his own choices.

Blood swept up in the air inflates in total disregard of the original mass. As it takes shape, it coagulates. Establish it not as a liquid, but as a clear weapon.

Squid is that size. One by one, you'll need just enough length to pierce that giant. Sharp, long. That's how countless weapons are created, as I imagined.

"'Trident'"

The shape chosen is a three-fork spear.

The reason is simple. Because it's shaped like a mole used by fishermen. They're sea creatures, and this is it, right?

About five meters from the tip of the ear to the stone poke. Naturally, it also corresponds to the thickness. The weight is also free, so for a solid weight.

Thirty bottles were convenient for one water bottle. They unfolded in the air in a short amount of time, pointing the tip of the three forks towards the squid.

A characteristic of Blood Arms at a high level is that it can be moved without touching it if it is a simple operation. It's a very good characteristic for the current situation.

If you just hold him back a little, gravity will guide you on the road to your goal.

... Totally, it's an innocent squid.

That town is so warm, it's perfect for a nap. What's wrong with breaking it?

I have to leave there now, but I'm sure a lot of people will take a nap there from now on. No one has the right to break that happy time.

I really don't care what reason they attacked me.

I just don't want to be crushed in that town that's perfect for a nap. And a little payback. I didn't know anything about them.

That's the same over there. I really don't care what I say. Otherwise, I won't cut the story and attack you.

So let's just do it and get this over with, among those who don't listen.

I want to take a nap.

"... it's a good town"

Port town Arlesha. Nice climate, pleasant sea breeze, delicious fish.

The nap was great with the smell of the tide, and the trade hub meant there was plenty of non-fish food.

There was a former kingdom knight who was too serious, and the man helped a stranger vampire to provide him with blood and a bed to sleep in.

Lords are feminine and have no taste, and there are verses where you mistake yourself for handsome, but competent lords.

Mr. Samaker keeps a town called Arlesha at peace, and most importantly - someone who gets laughed at by the townspeople and can get angry with him for it. It means that the people at hand are so laughably admired.

It's a really good town.

So this town is protected by the people of this town.

I can protect people in this town, not like me. [M]

All I do is give it a little push.

I think a vampire can do it, just a few things.

To protect the blood of the people of this town.

"Now, gentlemen, protect your town."

Follow the push and the three-forked spears fly themselves forward.

The first speed I gave was pulled by gravity to accelerate. And then, even if I don't do anything, everyone's blood will take me down.

I'm just frustrated. [M] I don't work, and I don't want to work.

The swarm of three forks slows down. Eventually he walked past me and poured down with a squid in his face.

"Become... ohhhhhhh!?

Just noticed it's too late.

Like I ever did, like sinking a boat floating in the ocean.

They just drink it and it just disappears.

"Goodbye."

On the downpouring three forks, accompanied by the words of farewell.

I turn my body into a bat as I see Abyscole sink into the sea through countless piercings.

I made sure the squid giant sank and disappeared to the bottom of the ocean before flying off the scene.

... I didn't get it.

If you'd listened properly, all the blood Mr. Somercar had prepared for me by now would have been mine.

I've already drank blood several times since I became a vampire. Recently, the feeling that the blood sucking behavior was "out of common sense" had disappeared, and I had become interested in the taste of blood other than Mr. Ningro Fernote.

Mixed blood blended with blood from all sorts of people. I was quite looking forward to it as a snack. I'm so sorry.

I threw up a sigh in my heart that I couldn't throw up in a bat, and I walked away from Arlesha.

... Flying is pretty tiring

Riding the Pisces is noticeable, so even if it's a pain in the ass, this is the only way to fly.

Fogging and shadowing are slow to travel, so this is the fastest and least noticeable.

I want to get back to where the ground is and get some sleep and rest.

The day is starting to tilt. It's almost night, which means it's bedtime.

I want to get some rest. It's time for vampires to get active at night, really, because I don't care.