To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The two jumped left and right at the giant magnum to avoid it.

The giant wax crushes the floor as it is, and the debris splashes.

"The tyrant" stared sharply at the two targets from the rubble, and set his aim on Claire, who was nearby.

He steps in luxuriously and with his thick arms he grinds away the giant cunt.

But Claire also watched the 'tyrant' move closely.

"Tyrant" combines strength and speed. But there is a lot of motion due to the characteristics of the weapon. No matter how fast it is, Claire can also see through it if she's conscious.

Thus, Claire received the blow of the 'tyrant' with her sword.

But by the weight of the shock far beyond imagination, Claire distorted her expression and her counterattack was delayed for just a moment.

And that moment was enough for 'tyrants'.

"A swordsman always makes the same move...!

"Tyrant" at some point held a giant bamboo with one arm. And with an empty arm, I punch Claire in the face.

"Crea!!

'Tyrants' hold Miriam in gaze as she tries to move in for cover.

Claire was blown away and rolled down the floor, but stood up as if nothing had happened.

And she threw up blood.

"Oh, my God. I cut your mouth so tight..."

Claire stares at the 'tyrant'.

"Tyrant" cleverly lifted a single eyebrow and laughed. In his abdomen, for some reason, there were shallow cuts.

"Mostly he's done with this one shot. Don't get used to it.

"I have a bad brother."

Claire laughs as she shows off her brightly red-stained teeth as she drips blood from her mouth.

Claire killed the shock while being punched in the face, and slashed the belly of the 'tyrant'.

Claire shook her bare as if to confirm her movements and spit a bloody spit.

"You're just a violent man. You have no moves."

Claire strengthens so much, but not so much room. The wound in his mouth drains deep blood and his head is ruined by the impact of the beating. Choosing a match was a failure. One shot weighs too differently.

"Oh yeah, I never learned martial arts. Because I didn't need it!

And he was attacked by Claire.

The strength of 'tyrants' lies in the high degree of physical ability and magical power of nature, as well as in an overwhelming sense of combat. I don't need moves in his battle. For him, his moves can only be shackled.

Claire tried to recieve the power slaughter again.

But Claire's body flowed with a giant wax.

I can't remember my feet. There was still damage to the brain.

"- Huh!!

It wasn't a 'tyrant' who misses that gap.

His giant wax is shaken wide......

"I told you. I don't care..."

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The blow drastically detached Claire's body, passing beside her at an awesome rate.

And a massive blood splash hit Claire's side.

"... Huh?

Claire was safe.

But when she looked to the side, there was Miriam, who had her belly amputated.

Gobbo...... and.

She vomits blood and kneels.

"Mi, Miriam!!

"A swordsman really makes the same move all the time. He's been waiting for the moment for me to get off guard, and I've been waiting for the moment for him to come and kill me... that's what I'm talking about"

"The tyrant" smiled with his vicious face.

To Miriam, kneeling powerlessly, Claire ran over with tears.

"Miriam... oh, no..."

Miriam's wounds have reached her gut. It was fatal.

Claire pours magic into Miriam's wound with her hands, knowing it's futile.

But Miriam refused that hand.

"Goho! Blood...... goho"

Miriam stares at Claire and complains about something as she spits blood.

"Miriam, don't move......!

But Miriam grips Claire's hand forcefully and sues desperately.

"Claire... sorry... let me suck your blood..."

And Miriam sucked on Claire's lips.

"Mm, muggle!?

Claire's eyes opened in amazement.

Miriam sucks on Claire's lips and sucks the blood out of it.

Miriam's eyes stained red.

"What the fuck!?

Claire peels Millia off. But there was no more Miriam there.

"Huh!?

"What!?

Claire's stunned and 'tyrant' painful voice was at the same time.

When Claire looked back, 'Tyrant' was looking up with his arm slit open.

"Go...? Oh, Miriam!?

Miriam was floating in space. His eyes glow red and his mouth is stretched with sharp canine teeth.

Her belly wound was completely blocked.

"You mean... funny"

"Tyrant" laughed like a carnivore, and Miriam grinned sadly.

And the giant sword of the 'tyrant' clashed with Miriam's sword.

Its power is - mutual. No, a slight 'tyrant' prevails.

"Not bad......!

"Huh!!

Spread sparks on each other.

But the next moment - the missing voice in between broke the equilibrium.

"Eh!

Along with that hanging voice, Claire threw her own sword.

"Hey, Ma!?

The sword turns in a straight line to the 'tyrant', and he turns his back and avoids.

Having fallen apart, he blew out of Miriam's power, breaking through the wall with tremendous momentum as it was.

And, unfortunately, it was outside there.

There's nothing at your feet. He fell free.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh..."

And the screams went away.

Later Miriam and Claire stayed.

Claire picked up the sword she threw and Miriam looked down on it.

Claire delivers her sword to the sheath, and the two stare at each other in the awkward air.

"Miriam... are you okay?

Claire talks to Nanny first.

"It's alright. Um... sorry Claire"

"No, well, yeah, fine... maybe Miriam was hiding it"

"Yeah, I'm a vampire..."

"Oh well..."

"I'll tell you everything. Who I am and what my purpose is. And the truth about The Blood Queen..."

And Miriam spoke out with sad eyes.