The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"Hey, wake up."

Along with the rambling words, he was woken up with a kick.

When I say kick, I didn't get kicked as much as I wanted, but it feels like I got my back rocked with my feet.

Naturally, but it doesn't make me feel very comfortable sleeping. I looked up at Terrier while I was in the futon.

"Please wake me up a little more gently."

"What do you expect from a bandit, Temehe? You can't be nice."

I don't know about treading on the futon, which is also our own belongings, but I felt like I was right about what I was told, so I woke myself up from the futon without disputing it in particular.

It just didn't kill me while I was sleeping, it would be full of kindness enough for a bandit. Bushiha is here, so I didn't think you'd have to worry about that.

Big stretches (yawns), wipes overflowing tears, and looks around.

Kuzha seemed to be awake earlier and was just cleaning up her physical self for a minute. When my eyes meet, I smile and thank and greet this one.

"Good morning, Mr. Alger."

"Yeah, good morning"

Returning the greeting and continuing the perimeter lookout, Ducks and Chihuahua were moving around at their best.

Probably getting ready to leave. They put the food and tools in a bag placed on the table.

From what I've seen, that's a leather bag, just like Zach, which Kuzha made herself. However, there was one thing about that Zach that was different from the normal one.

... You're going to have a lot of stuff in there.

The two of them change clothes, throw lanterns, pans, knives, etc. into Zach one after the other that haven't lit a different fire than they are lighting the room brightly.

Strangely, whatever you put in it, it goes in, and there's nothing like Zach swelling. I ask Terrier a question, pointing to the leather bag where the next item goes in, as if it were a trick or something.

"Terrier, what is that? Looks like there's a lot of stuff in there."

"I've been stealing from a rich house in Wang Du." Different bag of ash "is a magic trick (artifact). I can get as many tools in it."

"Ha, I see"

As far as I can tell, "different bags of ash" contain a variety of things.

It also looks like dried meat, so unlike the Blood Box, I'm likely to be able to add something that contains blood.

There are three types of artifacts that have been seen in this world.

"The Sound of Sewing Dead Children", "The Nine Stages", and "Different Bags of Ashes" now in front of you.

"Sewing Sound Dead Children" is probably a curse system, "Nine Stages" is remotely operated, and "Different Bags of Ashes" is a storage effect. There are many kinds of effects that can be found in something called artifacts.

So does my sword, which I gave away from Oswald, but what effect does it have? Though he said it was a normal knife unless it shed magic.

"I can't get it in if it's not the size of a mouth. And no creatures."

"Oh, really?"

Apparently, they don't have the power to store something as big as a bloodbox. Still, it's definitely quite handy.

I was a little surprised that they had stolen such a thing in the King's Capital. Maybe in that relationship, they arranged nominations all over the kingdom.

"The knife you just used is also an artifact. Damn, where did you get that?"

"Terrier, do you understand?

"Sort of. The sword..."

"- Oh, my God, we're ready!

Shortly before Terrier tried to talk, Chihuahua spoke well. As a result, the lower back of the story is broken.

Chihuahua snorts rough enough to shake her nose hair and already carries a 'different bag of ash'. It feels like we're ready.

The conversation has been eaten, so a subtle silence comes between me and Terrier.

After a few seconds or so, Terrier stood up scratching her bald head. That seems to be the end of this story.

I don't know how he spotted my knife, and if he even knows how it works as a magic tool (artifact), I just want you to tell me, but it would be useless from what I've heard because he seems completely unwilling to talk over there.

"All right, let's get out of here, Temehe et al."

"" "Hey, I wonder!!

To Terrier's words, not only the two of her men, but even Kuzha, are returning them in norinoli. He's probably still mistaken for a performer about the three of them, but he's funny, so let's shut up.

Exactly just the bandits and the footwork is light, and Terriers just go outside when they put out the lantern flames. Kuzha-chan follows them too, so I'm supposed to be the last to leave the safe house behind, just like I was when I came in.

Going outside through the horizontal hole, the mountains are full of darkness and tranquility at night. Hopefully, there was an owl-like squeal from nowhere. Well, you have owls in different worlds, too. Oh, my God.

"You make me sleepy."

"Is it okay for a vampire to do that? You're a vampire, aren't you? Haven't you been moving around all day?

"Oh, I'm a vampire whose light is fine"

"... that's bullshit"

"Be quiet. Let's go."

"Sooner or later, more or less"

I was talking to Chihuahua, and now Terrier broke my hips talking to me. Earlier revenge, there will be no such thing. Exactly.

Neguseau seemed to be waiting for me nearby, and as soon as I went outside, he came over here.

Terrier walks in the lead, Ducks and Chihuahua in the back. Kuzha-chan went further after that, and me and Neguseau lined up at the rear. In a formation like that, we start to descend the mountain.

Terrier leading the way is slower walking than during the day, but that won't make as much noise as possible, not consideration for this one. From time to time I stop, I clear my ears and look around.

It's easier for me to follow you slowly, so even if it's not my concern for this one, I appreciate it.

Even though there is no light and the moonlight is a hard mountain road to reach, the Terrier Bandits are all a casual walk away from the day. We're fine because we're not human, but maybe the view should almost look dark on this normal person.

Is it due to some skill, or is it simply accustomed to being a bandit or something like that? I'm a little interested, but I'll keep quiet...

"... stop, you guys"

Toned down voice and signal with one hand up. Follow-up stops one after the other as instructed from the beginning. Naturally, me and Neguseau at the back, too.

Terrier looked around and sighed heavily.

I concentrate on my sense of smell and perhaps perceive the same thing as him.

"Terrier, this..."

"Oh, I hear you found out."

Terrier bandits have entered a combat posture.