The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

During the day of the extermination of the vermin

"What kind of creature is honey eating?

"It's a bear-like demon. The staple foods are honey and worms. We'll eat bees too, so it's the most abominable demon for this village, which specializes in honey."

"Wahoo! Cro, I know! They're business enemies!

"I know what you're trying to say, but it's a little different"

For once, Mr. Crowe conveys what he wants to say. If you eat honey and bugs, you can say honey eaters are enemies for Lencia.

However, to be precise, commercial enemies are slightly different because they refer to competitors in doing business, or peers.

"I'm usually warm, but I don't like being interrupted in my diet. It's not carnivorous, but nails and fangs are pretty sharp."

Kuzha explains it to me to supplement it. These kinds of attention are good kids.

"And meat eaten with honey smells a little honey, fat is sweet, and it's a luxury ingredient."

"Wow. Take it home and let Iris cook it for you."

"Mr. Iris, can you cook?

"Eh, I don't. But if you take it, you'll probably do something about it!

"You're lost in judging whether you're still throwing or trusting"

Continuing without other love, we wait for the demon of purpose to come.

Now we're a little further away than a flower garden for honey.

It seems that the direction of honey eating and doing things is always set, so I, Kuzha, and Kuro are lurking in the grass where I can keep an eye on them.

Mr. Habuttan and Mr. Akisame continued to inspect Lencia, and we were divided into members: the extermination of the beast.

"Wahoo. I'm free."

I say he's lurking, but Mr. Crowe is not at all comfortable. Moving all over the place, I'm shaking the grass. It's like a dog who lost sight of a toy.

Kuzha, on the contrary, is a quiet thing. I won't make it slight enough to be convinced that this is the wolf waiting for his prey. If we don't talk, it's enough not to even spill words.

"Kuzha, you're calm"

"When hunting, it's important to perceive the surrounding information."

Smiling slightly lit, Kuzha rocked just one tail.

Bushiha is already on standby elsewhere and can move at any time. All you have to do is wait for the other guy to come, what?

... Sure, Mr. Crowe's right, I'm free.

We can't move until they get here, so we have to wait in the grass. Although I have no choice, I know that's free time.

In fact, I've been asleep for about half the time for the first watch here, too. Kuzha keeps an eye on me, so I don't have a problem with it.

So I repeated that for a while, after all, we would chat.

During several chats, Kuzha suddenly looks up. She moves her ears in a pimply motion,

"You're here."

The whining words make me feel better too. [M] As always, Mr. Crowe is not very comfortable.

From the opposite direction of the flower garden comes the smell of honey and the smell of the beast. It would smell like honey.

"Similar to a bear, or almost a bear."

Yeah. Pretty much, a bear.

The body covered in brown fur is now quadrupedal, but if you stand up, it will be nearly three meters large.

The honey eater is a sharp forefoot with hook claws and walks to determine the ground. My eyes are running bloody and I look terribly excited.

The only thing that doesn't look like a bear, it has an impressive sloppy, stretched tongue. Only there seems more like an aliqui than a bear. Probably licking bugs and honey with that tongue.

That kind of thing, about eight just visible. Coming straight for the flower garden.

"For a long time, I don't know what to say... on top of a lot, aren't you hungry?

"That's crazy. I'm not a herd creature because honey eaters sort of fit the feeding grounds... but I've never seen much excitement like that."

"Wow. You just have to get rid of that one anyway! Go! Go!

"Oh, hey Mr. Kro!?

I don't even listen to Kuzha's stillness, she just pops out of the grass saying that Mr. Kro was waiting. Now I don't know which one is wildlife.

Mr. Crowe, the wild man who leapt before the honey eaters, breathes heavily without cowering at the impending herd.

What the hell are you willing to do? The next moment I thought so, it came.

"Awwwwww!!!

Am I right to shout so loudly, no, howl, that I think I might break this tympanic membrane?

A violent loud voice struck the perimeter.

"Huh... Wolf's, that's a roar for hunting!? I'm skilled at shaking the fear of prey and stopping the movement......!

He sounded pretty eary, and Kuzha explains it as he flutters his head.

My legs stopped completely, wondering if I should follow Mr. Crowe.

What makes the surrounding grass noisy late would be the sound of the little animals running away from the state of terror that returned to me.

"Wahu? Is that it?"

Only Mr. Crowe has a slight voice, but raises a question mark.

With that girlfriend's head turned, the honey eating hook claw swung down.

"Ahhh!?

Mr. Crowe bows his head in a hasty move. Move similar to forward rotation through the side of the honey eater, dodging intact.

"Ignored......!? You usually stop moving!?

"You mean it's not normal."

Obviously the honey eaters are excited. Something more than the fear of being stared at or barked at by a wolf is poking and moving them.

I don't have time to think about that right now. As a line, Mr. Crowe is the only one in the middle of the enemy right now.

Confirm the return of the dull leg and immediately scold out. Bushiha, Kuzha is with you.

"When Mr. Crowe is in the middle, the magic is hard to shoot......!

"Then I'll stop you. Blood Arms, 'Chain'"

Bite gently on your fingers and bleed. After that, we'll just make chains and tangle them up with the ability of vampires as usual.

If the movement stops, Kuzha and the others will be easy to do. And the prospect worked as expected.

A chain of blood catches the honey eaters and suppresses them.

... Pretty rampant, huh?

I don't know why, but I still seem terribly excited. I don't even want chains eating into my body, honey eating runs around.

Though there's nothing I can pull off, I obviously find the appearance unusual. I wonder what the hell is driving the honey eaters that far.

"Mie - Sickles!"

Kuzha, the magic of the wind, which you are good at, blew away with a trio.

The thick fur and even the muscles beneath it are broken off by the blade of the wind. A bright red storm erupts around Mr. Crowe, involving the blood that has been blown out.

... you've turned that magic on me, haven't you?

When we first met, I remember Kuzha unleashing her magic on us.

If I had no magic tolerance, it would have been pretty bad. [M] When I was reincarnated, I was glad to hear Lorijii's recommendations.

"Wow, Kuzha, that's amazing!

"It's still shallow...!

"Wahoo! Then Cro - do it!!

Flirting the frill skirt, Mr. Crowe went. He gently bent his fingers and slammed his scratchy hand into the neck of the honey eater.

Instead of hitting it, I heard a ripping noise. The honey eater's torso and head are beautifully separated. The loss of power due to despair flashed the chain.

"Wolves still have a lot of power."

"Wahoo! Keep going!

In contrast to Kuzha, who magically attacks, Mr. Kro goes with his bare hands, rather than his nails. Hunt for honey eaters, not concerned that the return blood stains your clothes, smashing your head or dropping your neck with a single blow.

Less than a few minutes later, the honey eaters were exterminated. That's pretty much what Mr. Kro and Kuzha did. I just stopped moving in chains.

"Things were strange, but didn't it mean it was so threatening"

"Wahoo. But the people in this village must have been in trouble."

"Right. From what I've seen, there's no one in that village who can fight honey eating."

"Are we the ones who are out of the standard?"

Vampires and two beasts. I have been given high abilities like a joke as a reincarnated favor, and Kuzha and Mr. Kro are probably strong among the beasts.

You are right to think that the honey eaters were worse off than weaker.

"In the meantime, shall we go back"

"Wow, I got it!

"Yeah, I get it!

I followed the scene with two people who responded well.

Mr. Khlo returned with as much meat as he could hold, so while Mr. Habutton looked subtle again, the extermination of the vermin was successful without any particular problems.