The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... are you all right?

Speaking up, turn around behind your back.

Beastman girl with fox colored ears. The clothes you are wearing are somewhat similar to what is called witch clothing. A little more exposed than the original, but a familiar costume as a republican.

She loosened her trident tail and looked at me. A small mouth makes words.

"Yes, Mr. Zeno... thank you. It's okay."

"I'm glad I made it"

... I wonder what's wrong with this.

If I went back to the commercial guild earlier than I had planned, Mr. Alger came to the village in a hurry when I heard he was in Lencia.

If I did, the always idyllic Rencia was like a paradise of demons, and she was - Kuzha was fighting.

It was not long ago that I went in to help her, feeling that the situation was obviously dangerous and leaving it to Mr. Fernot to look for Mr. Alger.

"I managed to prevent it, but what's really going on"

Not long ago, it was directed at us by the breath of paralytic venom emitted by basilisk demons. When I inhale that one, it stops moving in seconds. It would be fatal if it did.

I managed to blow it with the magic of the wind this way, but the situation is so bad.

"Gishy......!

I don't care how much you don't like that you've been prevented from bracing, the basilisk face makes a deafening roar.

Yes, the face of basilisk.

... I've never seen such a distorted (snoring) demon.

Basilisk, a lizard-shaped demon living in a desert region if you look only at his face, but his body is very similar to a wolf demon in a forest area. The crotch tail was smooth as an octopus and had a suction cup.

Too unbalanced, like chopping up different demons from each other.

There are also countless creatures, not one or two, that may be called demons.

I've already beaten down some, but still have a lot of them. To be honest, I don't have enough hands.

"Here... I have to go help Mr. Alger...!

"It's okay. I'll do something about it."

"Knock... no, there's too many of them! Thank you for your help, but run away already!

It seems that somewhere hurts, and Kuzha cares about this one, even as she flaunts her face.

I appreciate the care, but I couldn't back down more and more when I heard the name Algiers.

If the girl behind you is someone you know, you have no choice but to escape without saving her.

"You would be more dangerous if you had a demonic outage. Leave it to me."

… but is the situation just as bad?

I'm a merchant after all, even though I say I do remember some of them in my arms. Like Mr. Fernote and Mr. Alger, I'm not jumping through and being strong.

The surrounding demons temporarily retreated reluctantly for bounced paralysis poison, but it will be only a matter of time before they strike again.

"Can't help it, huh? There's plenty of room."

"... what are you going to do?

"Hmm? Oh, uh... trying to cut through like a merchant"

Because I'm so calm, I guess you just thought you had an idea. Kuzha has been asking questions.

I can cut through like a merchant, but the acquisition doesn't work. They're all demons, and they won't be interested in money or anything.

Still, I took the money out of my pocket.

Jarrari and metal rub against each other, making familiar noises.

"Hey... what are you going to do with the money on the demon!?

"It's not the demon you use, is it?"

It's quicker to see than to say. If we're going to do it anyway, we're going to have a big time.

Gold, silver, copper. Spread three kinds of tri-colored coins into the sky.

"The brilliance of our lives. Buy that glow."

A common currency in the world given the name Cyril. There is a reason why the currency is one, even though the country is divided.

It is for a very advanced anti-counterfeiting application, placed in each and every cyrillic coin.

If you pass a little magic, it glows blindly. It is with such magic that this coin is used in any country.

It just glows, but it's a special glow. It's a very complicated magic that changes light intensity and color in a certain amount of time, and the fake is quickly figured out.

In other words, every piece of Cyrillic coin is like a magic artifact.

On the basis of that, we can also put it this way.

Cyrillic coins are such an excellent, magical reservoir that they don't match their size.

And it is the merchant magic that is passed down to the commercial guild that draws the magic in the coin.

Naturally, a coin that draws out magic becomes just metal and loses its value as an asset. Only when you live or die will you use this magic that renders money worthless, which can be considered life for a merchant.

Whenever, when Mr. Alger helped me, I didn't have time to use this, but not this time.

The brilliance of the sky shines a mighty light and gathers to me.

Unusually immense magic. It is also difficult to control, but even that control 'can be bought with gold'.

I even pulled the magic out of Cyril to control it, and I worked out the magic.

"I don't put threads on gold. So I'll let you buy this kid's life.... wind of annihilation"

He unleashed the windy magic that led to destruction on all the enemies around him.

Demons like those that were cut into pieces are cut into fine dust by sharp winds.

The wind went wild, scratching away even the screams of the disconnected demon.

After it passes, we're the only ones left.

"... man. You're making money again."

Look at the coins that lose their magic and fall to the ground, I snap.

I've spent most of the profits I've made in Sacramento Mia, but I can't help it. Let's decide it's a necessary expense.

"Well, shall we go then? Mr. Alger knows me, too."

"... are you, possibly, the person Mr. Alger was looking for...?

"Yeah. Apparently so."

One day I'll thank you, Mr. Alger said it to me when we broke up, so I guess it's the matter.

Feeling comfortable with discipline, I reached out to Kuzha.

…… Is that...?

Two, there's a blur in the corner of my sight, and I look up.

I could see something like a black shadow flying through the sky brightly lit by the moon.

"Birds...... no bats?

"Mr. Zeno, what's wrong?

"Oh, no, it's nothing."

Although I was curious, it would be more precedent now to join her and Mr. Fernote and Mr. Alger.

I held the hand I was offered and I woke her up. [M]