The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... what's the situation?

"Hey, I managed to get zero dead people... haha, I'm just tired of running around"

"Well done, that's Chromium."

"Don't compliment me.... You're not done yet."

Chrome is right. It's not over yet.

Even if you look away, you feel that what should also be called an iron giant is too big.

"... a mountain would kill you, but that's bigger than a mountain, so that sounds difficult."

"Mr. Fernote said he couldn't kill me. WOW......!?

"There was, what I don't think Mr. Fernote can do..."

"Kuzha, Aoba. I thought you guys meant me...?

We all look surprisingly fine. More than anything, but things aren't good.

Mr. Fernote's right, that's not how you can do it from the front.

Because that's not pre-emptive warfare between people, that's a chunk of technology from the weapon-to-weapons world.

There are no large moving weapons in this world, like tanks or battleships. Even so, the cannon is at best, which means there is no art against the iron giant.

All you can expect is an attack by magic, but half a flame or thunder won't work on something that size.

"... I can't believe there's even such a thing"

The effect of the magic (artifact) of constantly bringing about the night seems to have disappeared because the empire has vanished rather than deformed, and the sun is climbing in the sky.

There was even some divine figure of a giant standing behind the sun.

"Mr. Elsie, are you okay... no, not if you're thinking about it,"

I'm a little worried because the sun suddenly came up, but I also have a bunder snatch, and more importantly, I can't afford to care less. The worries that arose immediately drove him aside.

What's the matter? That's what I thought, and my voice came down.

"Rebel gentlemen. Let's praise you for doing well. Vampire soldiers lose everything, and the Hound Squad suppresses. And the Empire has given up. This war is your victory."

"Father......!

"But let the personal victory be mine, no, ours. This is my greatest masterpiece of the moment…" The Iron Giant. "

A giant iron doll gently snapped his hand.

Only then will the nearest mountain blow up and turn into a further ground.

There was a mass outrage there that would no longer be amazing just by moving.

With a confident voice, Mr. Krogane continues his words.

"If you want to run away, fine. Let's still accept Kyoshun. But if you're going to fight... just be prepared that there won't be any bodies left. So... shall we begin the final showdown?"

Throwing words unilaterally, voices from the other side cut off.

I've probably delivered my voice here with magic or tools or both, but it was too one-sided a declaration.

"What... oh so big, what can I do!?

"... it might be safer to come closer"

"Mr. Alger!? Are you serious!?

Nothing, I didn't get a rash.

That size. A big step, but a small turn doesn't work. Then it might be less dangerous to scratch those limbs and dive in.

More importantly, it doesn't look like anything else is armed on board. Fly even one of the shells, and that will destroy one city. I mean, if we shoot this way, that's all we can win, but there's no way they're gonna shoot us.

... because it doesn't make sense to destroy them?

The purpose of the emperor is, in short, to rule the world.

But if it gets any further, there's no way to rule.

So is it only equipped with the minimum necessary?

"... Mr. Krogane may not be able to say it's a nine-tone, either."

If you really want to act like a family member of Jiuyin, that's not true.

It doesn't sound like a nine-tone to care about others and try to fulfill their wishes as much as possible.

Maybe he also has something else important besides the nine-tone.

"... Anyway, we have to do something about that"

"Oh my God... do you have any measures since we got close?

"That big iron giant has people inside manipulating it. Conversely, suppress Mr. Krogane inside..."

"At that point, the function stops, is that it? I see, then we're still going to figure it out..."

"Do you know where you are in that big thing?

"Uh... somehow, I think it's your face, your chest, or your stomach"

It's only a prediction, but there should probably be a control room in the center of the body or somewhere with good vision.

Because higher from the ground would be safer in this world where there is no weapon that could allow air warfare.

"If it's that size, it won't work the other way around, and there's no way they're going to shell it, so let Mr. Ginka fly, or I'll be the bat -"

"- Dear Alger! Something's coming!

Reflectively, I turned to Richelle's words.

"... Wow, that's the ant..."

A bunch of robots, like filling the earth.

The mechanical soldiers have set off from the iron giants, as if to declare that they no longer need men's soldiers.

Each of the dolls that appeared was armed, and some of them appeared to be airframes equipped with turrets.

"... this is going to be a sniper when you fly in a detour and come close"

"Looks like you'll have to go somewhere close and fly all at once"

"Uh... I mean, no, we're gonna storm that one, right?

"You don't have to defeat it. It might be easier to think about it."

"Isn't that a little too positive, Mr. Fernote...?

Chrome and Aoyagi have a subtle face, but that's the only thing that's true.

Half-sized magic doesn't work on that size thing. It would be subtle if the 'Obsidian' shelling or even Mr. Fernote's all-powerful light sword would work.

Then there's nothing we can do but catch the pilot.

"... Chrome, what is the insurgency's power?

"Zero casualties of war because the idiots there will make you recover. We're all still motivated."

"Mr. Richelle, I'm going to fight that one... are you all right with Mr. Richelles?

"We, the Dark Elves, will wield bows, magic, whatever we want, whenever we want for our benefactors."

Although the number is inferior to the target, this one still seems to manage to move.

The wind that flows is cold and brings in the iron smell of the machine.

"... really, this is the final showdown from here"

That's what I said to myself, and I took a step.

As usual, to end the trouble.