The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

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"Finally, my family..."

"Yeah. Mel's the only cheat. It was loud."

Veronica's light-hearted words also put Mel on, laughing.

"Heh heh, you were changing the color of your eyes when Bennett, just as careful, was also an immortal life capable of countering the light."

"... what, that winning face is mucky. By and large, how did you get the perverted poison fog? It's not like Mel."

Bennett didn't seem amused that he was laughed at, a harsh tone against Mel.

"Sister Bene, don't blame Mel. He wasn't on the spot, so I can say! Kari, I never imagined a pervert treating that dagger like a lover would use poison fog."

Veronica remembers when she was fighting in the basement of Heavenly Rindo, an amazing sword screen.

The usual impression of a mischievous child had disappeared.

Mel also reminded you of the fight against Kali, ugly the look you were laughing at...... changing it.

That doesn't remind me of the smell of underground.

It's a self-loathing complexion.

"... Veronica, don't worry about it. I was also overconfident in my abilities. I can't believe you heard the name of Flashing Legs."

Bennett listens to Mel's masochistic words and rocks his long ears into small pieces.

Ugh, I have trouble reacting like this......

I just blamed her in a harsh tone because it was unexpected that the sloppy, cunning Mel had inhaled the poison fog... and then she thought, scratching her own cheeks with thin fingers to relieve the subtle psyche.

"Mel...... sorry. Veloco's right. It wasn't something I was supposed to talk about, although I'm somewhat confident in the dagger, not fighting. A pervert like Kali is also a strong man who is running away from our general manager (...) once and for all. I take it for granted."

Bennett was not kidding, he was seriously apologizing.

"Yeah. It's okay."

"So, Sister Bene. Back in the day! Now. Because I'm going to be a family member. I can't go back, but are you ready?

Bennett and Veronica are gazing at each other and nodding.

"... the general said, the race was thrown. That's the guy, right? Ready! I'm saving your life, Veloco!

Bennett protrudes to accentuate the jaw's gills.

The fist on his right hand was also stretched towards Veronica.

"Yeah -"

Veronica smiling naturally.

To Bennett's fist in his eyes, he had his own little fist tipped with a trick.

They have different head shapes, personalities and races all.

But we were caring for each other like good sisters.

Mel is also pointing towards nature and compassion.

And Veronica changes her face like a vampire.

Bright reddish shades of eyes.

The blood vessels rise from the eye area to the eye area and the pulse strikes.

He spread his hands so that the little bird could fly through the sky, creating an atmosphere like that of an empress.

Veronica moves her thin neck vertically to activate the skills of.

At that moment, Lucival's blood overflows unstoppably from the entire body of the little Veronica.

That doesn't create a dark world like Shuya, but it's blood with a bright red Lucival lineage.

Countless clear threads release over the sky from the surface of Veronica's produced blood.

A swarm of transparent yarn sways like its own energy grid.

Lucival pattern woven with blood and yarn. Only beneath her feet is the swaying distortion of space that looks swollen.

That seemed fantastic at first glance, even though the gravitational lens seemed to have worked, as did the clear turbulent flower petals repeatedly zooming in and out.

The bright red blood that creates the fantastic sight fills the perimeter of Veronica with a splash of blood and moves beneath Bennett as it twists and waves so that there is a separate consciousness.

Bennett is barefoot.

The clothes you are wearing are also simple clothes made from anesthesia cloth.

The moment Veronica's raw warm blood touched her barefoot, she was having a warrior tremor.

Even while trembling, it buries softly in the blood up to its thin ankle.

Blood slowly climbed up the surface of the tibia, such as immediately after hair removal.

It automatically creates and magnifies mesh patterned blood muscles like viscous fungus.

Its viscous stained blood crawls up the surface of Bennett's beautiful tibia and moves from knee to thigh.

Shortly after he looked like he was wearing a bloody high sock, there was blood on his torso as well.

Its erosion rate is slower than that of Shuya, and its blood quality is low.

But her, Veronica Lavalle Lucival's blood, was firmly and steadily covering and enveloping Bennett's small body.

The blood wrapped shape is a small blood womb.

The shape of the womb changed to that of a tree with a trunk of crest trees.

Small even when it comes to crest trees.

Not a giant Lucival crest tree like Shuya's.

Veronica-like little crest tree. It reminded me of a cute little potted plant.

Nevertheless, the ten large circles that are chosen among the small trunks where blood drips and have the meaning of family members and the twenty-five small circles that have the meaning of family members are connected by branches unchanged.

The name in the circle remains the same.

Vine, Rebecca, Eva, Yui, Misty, Veronica.

Inherit the great Lucival genealogy.

Among the small circles was also the name of Card.

However, only on the edge of Veronica's great circle is there a new branch branching outwards that no other < head squire manager > has, and there is also a small circle.

In the small circle, Mel's name was already drawn.

This is because I was an experienced Veronica as a vampire.

This is because Veronica is the only one of Shuya's creatures who has won Blood Trail III.

A small circle meaning a family member she created using her skills.

The small Lucival crest tree overlaps Bennett's body with a strong flash from the position of Bennett's heart.

At the same time, blood bursting into space wrapped around particles of light from his chest.

Lucival's blood, which was forming a small crest tree overlapping her, also heads into space to follow the blood wrapped around particles of collapsed light.

In the universe, the two blood merge and mingle like arcs.

Blood and light spiral when it becomes a mark like a polar diagram of the yin and yang, as it manifests the impotence of Taoism.

With a regular but awesome rotation like a golden vortex, he returned to regenerate back to Bennett's body.

Bennett absorbs all of the blood coming back into his body......

Every time a blood tide broke into my body, I was experiencing a burning pain like I had hit a roasted egg from the inside of my body many times.

That hurts enough to break the order of thought......

But Veronica and Bennett were smiling at each other and putting their feelings through each other, like, 'Because I trust you'.

Veronica is also shaking her eyes from time to time, as she shows agitation as to whether the electrical irritation of pain is transmitted from Bennett.

Eventually, the last blood makes a slight noise and enters Bennett's body.

At that moment, Bennett fell to the floor and lost consciousness when Bennett's name emerged in ancient letters in a small circle connected from the large circle of Veronica on the surface of the crest tree trunk.

Successfully completed.

This makes Veronica the second.

"Veronica is my mother and queen. Now Bennett and I could truly be a blood splitting family"

"Yeah, but I'm a dreamy maiden? I'm a pure maiden with soft skin, and I don't feel like a mother, so Mel means a mother."

Mel is surprised by the narrative and widens his eyes.

"... hey, there was a mix of weird old lady's unmatched words, but don't be so subtly impressed"

"I thought they'd eat your eyeballs..."

"Heh heh, the rain in your novel - next time"

Mel deliberately (...) and takes steps on the spot like Veronica.

He stretched his slurring legs like dancing a tango waltz and spinning magnificently to pose.

Then, he toughens his complexion and opens his mouth.

"... Now, the birth of the Veronica family against the Valmasque family? The Lucival family, perhaps, the Shuya family?

"I don't care either way. There's nothing to decide. You can stay the wreck of the moon, right? I like the name, and... the night of the Battle of Heavenly Rindo. Didn't you feel anything fateful?

To Veronica's words, Mel, who was feeling thin, also shows willingness to agree.

"I did feel it. I also feel that the wreckage of our moon and the beautiful glorious night sky of the wreckage of the moon were all connected. I was able to reunite with your father... and maybe that's why our general director is the one who comes out in the mythical gag... the words" If the water is clean, the moon dwells "that the general director was talking about seem to make sense too"

Mel had a gushing thought in her mouth from the bottom of her heart.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Veronica was talking with a look on her face.

"Ah, so is that, returning vampires to the people is surely a page of mythology..."

"Yeah ♪ It's also too awesome to have a magic ring related to Lebra and Lugnado. And the Director General is too familiar to feel it."

"Though I have heard that what actually happened in ancient times is told off in the desert Armev Patriarchate"

"Yeah. If so, will this being of us also be told?

"It's eternal life, so you don't have to tell it to me. I know an elf singing princess who could be a bard, so maybe I will."

Mel talks with her fingers on her thin jaw as she ponders.

"You're working hard at the inn, Shanna, right? That's possible."

Veronica then shifts her gaze to sleeping Bennett.

Bennett was dreaming or he had a happy look on his face.

"... Sister Bene, are you dreaming?

"It doesn't look like a nightmare."

"I think the last minute is just the last minute I'm going to have a painful dream, but this complexion is going to be a good dream"

Veronica peeks into Bennett's face as she sleeps.

"Do you play the usual prank? The director said he could be Superman if he wrote" meat "or“ medium ”on his forehead."

"Oh, my God. Sometimes the Chief doesn't know that."

"Yeah, hehe"

Veronica and Mel laugh.

"I don't play pranks today. Let's celebrate when we wake up!

"It's your anniversary. Think of any celebration that would surprise and delight Bennett? Let's report back to the Director General."

"Agreed ♪ Before my family, my dear favorite general seems to be leaving this place, and I need to be sweet now."

"With Mr. Handkerchief here, can you be sweet?

Mel smiles and listens deliberately.

"Uh-oh, don't be nasty. In the meantime, he bit me and developed a meaningful (...)... I hope he returns the princess to Leften. If, it seems, the training switch is on, all four or six hours in the courtyard... I'm obsessed with the archery of the onion old man and axe..."

Veronica talks about stupidity, but really enjoys it.

"But you love that kind of thing about the General, don't you?

"Really! After watching how Amelie is doing, sometimes, I retreat the onion old man and the boiling knights for a two-on-one joint training with Vine and Yui, but what makes this strong again, the Spirit is paralyzed! Because you immediately know what it's like to be calling me!

"Alas, it is an important task to protect the Virgin from the shadows! And was it at that time that you were talking to me like a great man?

Mel was listening as she narrowed her eyes.

"Ugh, no... I can't stand the sweet presence of the Director General nearby, there's nothing I can do! But I'm working properly."

"Hehe, let's just say that"

"Hmm, in the course of my training with the Director General, even if I am rolled over to the floor, he will respond gently and worry! The look on your face then gets me excited again, so, oh, yeah. Bennett's celebration..."

Veronica makes a puffy, flashing, confident look.

Clever Mel instantly realizes that Veronica's emotions.

"A night with the Director General? I'm sure Bennett will be up soon."

"Yeah. That's why we're going to contact the Director General in blood letters, set him up, and have him come right now! Besides, you've noticed Bennett's hot gaze at the Director General, haven't you?

"Of course, I'm watching it up close. I've been a little worried lately when I saw that I was getting along with my chosen family."

"That's a story that includes me, so I don't know..."

"Then it's settled."

"Yeah. And then Mel?

"... Veronica okay?

Mel speaks reluctantly.

"No. But even Mel likes the Director General, right? Every time I see him, he's dressed in new clothes to enjoy the sight of the general manager, and even now, fashionable combat clothing with those big tits as weapons is something I've never seen before."

Veronica stares at Mel's big tits.

Mel grinned bitterly when she received a cute glance, even though she stared.

"... yes, you're right, but I'm the deputy chief."

Mel groaned as she told herself,

"With that in mind, the Director General treats me gently. In the meantime, he also said," The remains of the moon originally belonged to Mel. I don't know what I'm talking about... but I'll keep doing it. I'll entrust it to you, "he said with a serious look. I also talked to him about the work of the wreckage of the moon, and he talked to me about" the heart of the water and the heart of the fish, "and then he talked to me about everything, including my father."

"Heh, the general is eh, but I'm going to see it in a straight, gentle way. Lieutenant, as a former general manager, I respect Mel. So even if you attack with gorgeous, on the contrary, you get more respect, and it could be counterproductive."

Veronica talking, staring jealously at her huge tits.

Mel stared gently, not caring.

"It's okay. Because I know exactly what it's like to draw a line and try to protect a bully. A man who cares about protecting the wreckage of the moon that we have created, and transferring" Easy to say is hard to do "to a verbal execution. I have such great respect for Mr. Shuya."

"... hmm. That's a great sense of trust."

Veronica continued the conversation, feeling somehow jealous.

"Well, why don't we call that chief?

"Roger, let's ask Bennett. We need to get a candle with a smell."

"... and expensive alcohol."

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