"... well. That was tough. Richelle."
"Yes. But these people saved me. Uncle, I'm so sorry for your concern."
"No, I'm sorry you weren't very helpful over here. I had received reports from Valeria's territory, and I sent some personnel over there to help me, and enough to speak to someone I knew who was on the continent..."
"No! I can't believe I can't help you! Too much, uncle!
Mr. Richelle bowed his head to the young man in front of him, looking completely frightened. He's Mr. Richelle's uncle.
It is in the castle that we are now. Isabella took us from the coast to where there were signs of people.
A small castle town and a castle in its centre. Behind it, we were brought to a large room with a throne, where we would do so-called gazing and so forth.
The young man sitting on the throne has black hair that is just a little habitual. The red eye is clearly of my kind, which is more than anything else proof that he is a vampire. You look too young to say uncle, but you're a vampire, so your real age must be quite something.
Perhaps in a room without a window so as not to take in the sunlight, the young man sat on the throne and looked over at this one with unpleasant eyes, making words.
"Looks like Richelle took care of you. Guests, what's your name?
"It's called Argent Van Peel. This is my friend Kuzha-chan, the merchant Zeno, and his boobs… Zeno's escort, Mr. Fernote."
"Wait, why are you only making a slight mistake when I'm here?"
"Excuse me. I feel like I have to..."
"Will you stop shouting at me like I'm sorry in the face!? You don't have to do this!!
"Ha. You're funny people."
"Oh, Mr. Fernote, I'm so sorry."
"I think my dignity was consumed quite a bit as a price......!!
After laughing the whole way, the young man rocks the edge of his cape and jumps off the throne.
Walking over in a relaxed manner, he nodded once, then spinning his words.
"Mutsuki. It's done, but it's ruling this land. Say hello."
"Mutsuki...... what, lord of red......!?
"You know what, Xeno-kun?
"Yeah, well... one of the three powerful vampires... said to be Lord of Red, a vampire"
"I mean, that living disaster - the same nonstandard anomaly frame as Elsie. I've heard of them, too."
"Ha. It's quite resistant to be treated like that golden Princess Wagamama."
In mild condition, Mr. Mutsuki laughed.
Mr. Elsie, the vampire we met in the Republic. If they say you're as strong as that golden vampire, that means you're comparable or overwhelming enough to me to be reincarnated with cheat ability.
However, Mr. Mutsuki doesn't have the same unpleasant feeling as Mr. Elsie felt. A gentle, soft look is like a relief.
"Besides, if you put it out of standard, you'd probably have a silver-haired kid over there. I've never seen vampires walk under the sun before. Give an umbrella to someone you know, and he'll be fine, but don't let the direct sunlight upset him."
"Oh, could that be, you mean Mr. Satsuki?
"What are you. Do you even know Satsuki?"
Suddenly it was the strange vampires who met in the Republic, who run coffee shops.
Not as good as I am, but I have a pretty good sun tolerance, and as long as I have an umbrella, I can act during the day, Mr. Satsuki. I knew you had a wide face, but I didn't know you even knew the Devil's Continent.
"Well, you're also convinced that if you're as cute as you are, you'll like Satsuki. He doesn't have eyes for a pretty guy."
"Ugh..."
Remember when I was in the Republic, my face gets just a little hot.
It's true that Mr. Satsuki has made it better, but he has been made into a dressing doll or a feather to help the store. I've felt quite ashamed because of it.
If I looked away feeling ashamed of what I remembered, Mr. Isabella was frowning with a grumpy face.
"... Mutsuki, are you cheating?
"Why does that happen!? Different!?
"Right. That was a little short-circuited right now. Let's rephrase it.... It's nice to use color on a woman in front of me, I'll bump it later."
"Why is it worse to re-say it! I told you it wasn't!!
Apparently, that's how Mutsuki and Isabella relate.
When Mr. Mutsuki rushed to deny it, Mr. Isabella looked somewhere sinister,
"I have no choice. We'll discuss this again."
"Will you try to use the word" discuss "after you've had that gripping fist?
"What are you wasting your breath on, just explain the situation"
"Oh, you forget I'm your boss every once in a while...... yeah, okay"
That's okay, I think I'm watching, but maybe that's the usual tension. That is proof that Mr. Richelle is laughing.
Mr. Mutsuki breathed several times to get the collapse in order, he turned again to this one.
"I know what's going on, and I know Richelle wants to come back soon. But right now, there's just a little problem."
"Problem, when you say...?
"Oh, I'm in a bit of a war right now. The enemy will attack us today, so wait till it's over."
"Huh!?
I can't help but be surprised at Mr. Fernot. In fact, Kuzha and Zeno, I'm surprised, too.
Because words released so lightly are heavy that "war is about to begin".
"Hey, this must be the capital!? Are you all right?
"It's a small territory to say capital. If you're willing to attack, you can get this far from your neighbor by the end of the day."
"Um, things were pretty peaceful in town..."
Xeno-kun is right. I went through the castle town by the time I got here, but the town was in peace itself.
No one or he was ready for the war, and there was no way he was trying to escape, no way he was pessimistic.
Now the war begins. I don't care what they say, I can't believe it.
"There's Mutsuki-kun. Nevertheless, it's time for a good addition..."
"Hiha."
Before Mr. Isabella finished spinning her words, the ground rocked tremendously.
It's not like an earthquake. Not continuously, but only once, it's a bouncing shake.
"Mm. Did the sun set and the junction was lifted"
"The kingdom, is...?
"While the sun is climbing, either I gave you permission, or my men are bound to keep you out of the realm until you give them permission. I mean, now that it's gone, they're coming. You guys came in front of the congregation."
"Shall I give you an evacuation order? I don't think it's necessary, for once."
"I'm sorry, Isabella. Can you ask for it?"
"Because it's the usual. You don't care. Just one thing."
"Hmm, what?
"Mutsuki-kun's favorite hamburger for dinner today, so get home soon"
"That's good. Let's just clean it up and try to help make it."
Then Mr. Isabella leaves the throne room, bowing to Mr. Mutsuki, who shows his vampire fangs and smiles.
Mr. Mutsuki threw his words at us, doing something like a light, flexible exercise.
"What do you guys do? I don't think I need your help."
"I don't think I need it..."
"I'll clean it up by myself."
Mr. Mutsuki's face, laughing at him for saying so, was confident and just a little reminder of Mr. Elsie.
I have power. It was such a fierce grin that I could see the certainty.