The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

... My body is light.

unprecedented feeling.

Something similar to floating is in my feelings. You say you just found out you lost your mother, but the footsteps that kick the earth amazingly are light.

I know my whole body is full of strength and I get stronger every step I take.

Eventually the force overflows from the body, forming one form.

Two tails changed into three.

Rapid physical degeneration is not the first time. When my tail was once still one, it still suddenly grew just as suddenly.

All three bothers me just a little bit. Though the clothes had holes through the tail, I felt cramped.

"Tail beasts, coral trees."

Enchant your tail and sever two of the three.

Part of me that was divided instantly received flesh and became a very homogeneous being to me.

This classification is an application of the changing skills acquired by beasts, especially fox and cat systems. Degenerate the flesh after deliberate detachment to create an equivalent capable being.

We who have become three beasts, run through the earth. By the time we got to the hunting ground we were aiming for, we didn't need that long.

What you see is the lord's mansion. The place of residence of those who conspired against my mother and deceived me.

"One knock out the humans but lords. The other to me."

"Well, I'm coming to pay for it."

Then I will obey the main unit.

The separated flesh is exactly the same as mine. It even has the ability to think, and it's the same thing as me, so mutual understanding ends quickly.

minutes Both of my body utter words in the same voice as I do, to their respective positions. One of them stopped by my side and the other broke into the mansion by smashing windows around my body.

Following that, me and the other split into the mansion as well.

"The smell of my mother..."

The smell and magic of my mother, also felt from outside the mansion, became more intense when she entered the mansion following her separation.

The remains of his mother, whom Mr. Alger had brought, had been kept so clean that he did not know he was dead.

I know why. Because my mother's body is worth using.

I don't even know what that's worth, and I don't want to know.

Because no matter how noble or how wonderful it was, I will never forgive you.

... I can also smell Mr. Alger.

Gentle smell and strong magical residual incense. I'm the guy I just met, but I can't possibly forget. This smells like Mr. Alger.

I'm sure that guy looked for my mother for me. I couldn't even make an apology decent, for me.

Follow the smell of my mother and benefactor, and I run the mansion with my split body. It's annoying to even open the door, destroy it with your arms and move on.

Follow the smell Mr. Alger left behind and aim for the smell of his mother left behind.

Going down through some of the rooms to the basement, there was a lovely smell and a smell that I didn't care about.

Mother's scent. Aroma of Mr. Alger.

And an unpleasant odor that can be described as a clutter mixed with those two.

It stinks of resentment.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck......! That outsider! What have you done to me!! How hard do you think it took to kill that fox!! Shit!! Damn!!

The resentful enemy looks hateful and keeps kicking his rolling armor around and spewing dirty words out.

And yet, at the heart of the poisonous purple demon squares, they seem to continue to work out their magic.

Perhaps those demon squares are meant to suck magic out of my mother efficiently.

It consumes the magic from the subject and keeps moving, something special.

Once upon a time, my mother told me that there were such demonic squares. A demon tribe thought it was a terrible thing.

The demon squares are now shining very pale.

Perhaps the absence of my mother, who is a nucleus, is about to expire. It is undoubtedly that man's magic that is connecting and stopping it.

"How much time and sacrifice did this demon cube devote to preparation! Damn, it's finally stable, but can't you keep it for long... call my daughter when this happens...!

"What's wrong with me?

……

You must have been surprised by the voice you called from behind. The opponent turned to momentum and looked at this one.

The expression was obviously upsetting only for a moment. Distort that face immediately. Obviously inferior, in the form of a laugh.

"Hey. Kuzha, huh? I saved you a lot of trouble going and calling. By that look, you mean you came here knowing everything"

"Yeah. I got it all figured out, so here it is."

"I don't know what that monster did... but apparently you came alone. Stupid kid. I didn't know you would come all the way out here to be an experimental animal!

"Are you...!

Was my mother killed by such a man? Was I fooled by such a thing and used to be good?

My whole body hair reverses and my intent to kill seeps in. My heart screams, Don't kill the resentment in front of me.

I suppress and kill that emotion and take a step forward. minutes The body was in the exact same motion, moving forward.

I'm not going to forgive them, there's no fine dust. Still have to ask.

If you don't know, not understand.

Otherwise, because I'm not convinced.

"Why did you cheat on my mother and me?

"It will be decided. It's for experimental material!

"It's to end the war, for peace, is it?

"Oh, you're right. I should end this war."

"... what do you mean?

"I'm not the kind of vessel that fits in such a small land lord! Look! I manipulated all these demon squares and even let them build magic (artifacts) from your mother's magic!!

What they list is a cane that has the same color as our furrows.

What I feel from the swelling magic is a sign of my mother.

Definitely. It was built by taking magic from my mother.

"Kue stage!"

A band of magic released from the wand begins to move the armor around you.

What is happening in front of me now is the application of my mother's Tail Beast Split.

We harbor our own magic power in the nucleus to form and manipulate it as a split.

Skipping the procedure of making that shape and manipulating what is in shape from the beginning is what the other person is doing.

"I deserve more recognition! They should be reused! Because I have all this talent and power!!

"... you're a fool"

"What!?

Self manifestation of desire, inferiority, ambition.

What he has is a small, ugly emotion.

I look not at peace, but only at the fame that comes with the creation of peace. And I'm just soaking my filthy true self in delight by decorating it with beautiful words.

How could my mother have been fooled by someone like this? My mother was smart, so she seemed to know soon enough.

After all, did you worry that the kingdom would be rough because your father was a man of the kingdom?

Or did you think that so that I, the child, could live in peace?

I don't know. I can't ask anymore, so I just have to imagine. Knowing that, I can no longer do it forever.

I just can't stop crying.

My feelings spill, I can't stay.

I am willing to kill. Hate, anger.

But more than that, there's something I have to do now.

"I won't let you use my mother's power to do that."

"Don't worry. I'll send you to the same place. That way you won't have to cry out your worries!!

"Your narrative sounds unpleasant to me like a drunk."

Feels like boiling blood all over your body. The tears that continue to flow are instantly scattered by my wrapping wind.

The moving armor is clearly walking out here harmfully.

I reached out softly into the sky. The person next door makes the exact same move.

"" Distort no. Double Skunk. ""

"Stacked", which unfolds perfectly homogeneous magic. This was passed down directly from my mother, me and my mother getting it.

The magic that crosses the sickle, too powerful but therefore "forbidden unless intended to kill" by my mother. A wind of disconnection, like a natural disaster, runs indoors.

All armor that the opponent was carrying is torn off and carved until it falls apart.

The safety zone is around me and only around my enemies.

Scratch even the demon squares on the walls and floors.

This ruined the place for research.

"What!? What's happening!? The fox has such a strong power......!?

"You only see yourself, you don't understand."

"What......!?

"Does this extend to the foot of my mother's magic?"

"To this extent, are you able to draw on your mother's power?"

With my separation, I walk over to him. Take every step of the way slowly, and there will be no rush.

The opponent looked obviously frightened, waving his wand. I feel the magic concentrate. There's a power in my mother's shard that doesn't extend to one of my scales.

"Phew, get down! Thunder!"

... What a drag.

I don't even feel the need to avoid it. It's a weak force to such an extent that if you collect and receive magic in your body, it will be resolved. So I did.

"Hih......!?

"To this extent, did you put my mother's power into the tools?

"To this extent, you took everything from my mother?

"" Mistakes are good. ""

We have to break every mistake of that.

What would make a man like this like no one else like him?

Me and my mother, we have to finish.

"Sickles."

Spinned magic correctly fulfills my wishes.

The blade of the wind slashed him from his right shoulder and his mother's wand and arms rolled to the scratchy ground.

"is ahhh!? Ouch ok no no no no!?

"That's about all you can see."

"Hino, no, no!?

"No heavy use, no track record, no praise can be overlaid by you. Because it is given by others."

"If you keep getting drunk in your own world, you should wake up from your dreams with pain."

"Ha, just...!

"I will not save you. I will destroy your wishes. But I don't even want that life to just be despicable. I don't want to be a murderer like you. Split up, take the man."

"Yeah, well, I'll be waiting outside."

Responsible for what drools the murmur, and my split leaves the basement behind.

minutes The magic given to the body is luxury. They're the ones who can keep moving at their discretion overnight, even if they're left alone.

If I don't have enough hands on the identities I sent in earlier, I'll help, and if the lord keeps his mouth shut, he'll impose additional sanctions. Because we can share the same mind and do just the same thinking.

"That's a really nasty deterioration. I can't believe I can't act on my own. It's just a one-person stage."

Walk to the rolled cane and pick it up. I kicked my side arm off because it's unpleasant.

"... Mother"

A wand that smells nostalgic, I cuddle.

This is the last thing my mother left behind. Even if it was made by someone who didn't want it, and was badly done, and should resent it.

For me, the only thing I can feel my mother.

"... Mother, I'm going"

That is why this wand must be broken.

Because this stuff is not the real power of my mother, nor is it the fulfillment of my mother's thoughts.

At least let's bury her at the end feeling her mother.

Please send fire so my mother can reach my heart.

"It's a heavenly hua. My mother's.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Fox Fire, Fire Shore Flowers!"

The magic my mother was best at. Yet he managed to chant and exercise it.

Although I can't reproduce it very much right now, I can do it to the extent of imitation.

Flaming flowers blooming around. They burn slowly, enveloping the room.

Not far from the beauty of the flames my mother manipulates or the firepower. If my mother is a swarm of Chinese that fills the other shore, then my flame is something to be called a small flower garden.

Still, I used this magic.

Because Hua on the other shore deserves to say goodbye, and above all because it is the magic my mother has acquired.

"... Goodbye, Mother"

Say goodbye to my mother's power. The tossed cane is immediately swallowed up by a flock of flowers and disappears.

I turned my back on the enthusiasm of even drying the tears that flowed. After that, even if you don't do anything, the flames ash the basement and the mansion.

My mother's power was buried.

Now, I have to offer my mother my condolences.