Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

To be fair, although Roland did have the intention of teasing Artelucci, he did not pretend to be so.

After all, they have taken almost all the advantages they should have, and the way they get along with each other has long passed the stage where they need to deliberately show off this ability.

However, it is different from the slender feet which are easier to use and have the added touch of stockings.

When it comes to hands-on and oral skills, the weight of experience is directly proportional to the experience.

It is true that Artelluqi is very talented and a fast learner, but Roland, who is very enthusiastic, can only give her a passing grade.

This was because she got extra points because it was her first time.

However, this conclusion was quickly overturned after Heiji completely gave up her dignity in a fit of anger.

"hiss--"

The moment the girl's teeth pierced his blood vessels, Roland's body trembled and he instinctively took a breath of cold air.

Although the tiger's fangs were injured, it is undeniable that the feeling of having a dangerous object close to a fatal part and having your life force constantly drained away can easily stimulate the nerves and make the brain feel numb and intoxicated, as if an electric current was running through it.

What's more, vampires have the bonus of racial talent in this regard.

In order to paralyze the prey, during the process of sucking blood, the prey is more likely to feel the pleasure of sinking rather than the pain.

For ordinary people, it is not surprising to sacrifice their lives voluntarily even if they are addicted to it.

This kind of intoxicating warmth and the beauty of passion, to a certain extent, bring a sense of happiness far greater than drugs or sex. Once you experience it, it is difficult to let it go.

And perhaps because of the half Dead Apostle and half True Ancestor blood flowing in her body, the pleasure brought by Altluchi is even greater.

Even Roland, who had been through many battles, felt a little overwhelmed.

Because of the vague sense of danger, his perception was rapidly increasing.

Because of the intersection of vitality, it constantly flows into the brain, bringing an intoxicating comfort.

The double impact together created a wonderful experience and brought Roland great satisfaction.

In just a dozen seconds, Roland felt his cheeks begin to heat up and his breathing became rapid.

This taboo-like experience was already quite excessive.

But there is a beautiful scenery right in front of you that makes you unable to look away.

Because he fell into Roland's provocation, he decided to compete with him.

Miss Heiji has transferred all the rage in her heart into action.

Although her face was filled with shame and annoyance, even her fair cheeks couldn't help but sag a little, as if they would turn into wild beasts that would pounce and bite at her in the next moment.

But this did not prevent the girl's head from rising and falling with greater and greater amplitude and faster speed.

With such strenuous efforts, crystal beads of sweat began to seep out of Arteluqi's smooth forehead, and slid down along the ends of her hair and the tip of her small nose.

As she inevitably had to lick the corners of her mouth during the process, the girl's rosy lips, like her forehead, were gradually covered with a layer of shiny luster.

In front of such a paradise, Roland, who had been unable to conquer it and had been watching Altluki's actions calmly, quickly put away the smile on his face and reached out to hold her head.

It’s a pity that Miss Heiji now has no time to pay attention to the victory she has finally won.

The effect of such actions is indeed very significant, but the reason why Heiji kept this trump card in the bottom of the box is not just because this way of sucking blood is too shameful.

This is essentially a mutually destructive move.

After all, even if the initiative is on one's side, in the face of the essential difference in life, the one sucking blood is more likely to be unable to enjoy it than the one being sucked blood.

The vast magical power flowed through the blood almost endlessly and merged into Altluchi's body.

Because the channel formed by the contract has an upper limit, it has deteriorated to the point where it is almost unbearable to look at compared to the original version.

But for Heiji, this is still an unreachable infinity.

Immortality, resilience, physical strength, the limits of power.

Every drop of blood easily exceeded the limit that she would have needed a thousand years to break, allowing the total amount of Artelucci's magic power to continue to increase.

And this miracle is only a trivial effect on the surface.

This was different from when he was repeatedly killed by the Pale Knight and gave all his strength to Roland to complete the contract, which resulted in most of the blood he sucked being used to restore his first blood sucking.

This time, the power contained in the blood absorbed by Heiji was used to expand her potential.

Because of the unstable elements of her bloodline, Artelucci was able to accomplish a feat that even Zhu Yue had never done, and brought the unawakened fourth beast Fufu under her command.

But it is precisely this instability that causes her upper limit to be lower than Bai Ji in other aspects except power.

But now, this mixed bloodline is beginning to converge in a deeper direction, constantly expanding its own possibilities.

Although this evolution at the level of life was silent and Altluchi's consciousness was completely unaware of it, this inexplicable desire was still expressed instinctively by the body.

Blood-sucking urge.

Unlike the True Ancestors, the Dead Apostles' urge to suck blood is a necessary means of survival.

Just like human appetite, if the Dead Apostles do not strengthen themselves by sucking blood, they will gradually weaken, and eventually they will not even be able to maintain their own immortality.

Even if it is at the level of an ancestor, it will also destroy itself if it does not suck blood for a long time.

Although Artelucci possessed the blood of her ancestors, and the restrictions in this regard were not as strict as those of ordinary Dead Apostles, she had never restrained herself, so in an instant, this desire overwhelmed her rationality.

"Why is it so delicious, oooo..."

The girl revealed a weird and charming smile that was totally inconsistent with her tender and pretty face.

The pearly white skin was also tinged with an alluring pink colour, and there were even tears in the blurry pupils.

The impulse that filled her whole body made Altluchi feel both happy and panicked.

I thought that after the experience last time, she should be able to control herself this time.

But she didn't expect that this time, along with the urge to suck blood, there would also be a pleasure that she had never experienced before, which was like an obsession.

Could it be that because of the privileges in his contract, this impulse was usually suppressed by his willpower, but in fact his body had already fallen under the subtle erosion of his dependents?

Or was it because her mouth was stuffed so full that she was stimulated by the strange feeling of fullness?

As for the fundamental reason for this situation which was obviously beyond her comprehension, Artluchi really couldn't figure out the reason.

However, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, the girl had no time to think about other things.

All those feelings and desires that had been ignored in her struggle suddenly emerged like a can of soda that had been shaken over and then opened again.

They were like a never-ending wave, constantly impacting Altluchi's senses.

She just felt like a small boat in a storm, helpless and able to be tossed by the waves.

Faced with such an experience, Heiji's petite body stopped trembling, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and her whole body quickly tensed up.

After resting for a few minutes, Roland gently released his hand that was supporting the girl's head.

The liberated Artluqi also pulled out her canine teeth in time, and her throat moved slightly.

After swallowing several times, she subconsciously wiped her mouth.

"Fu?!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Fu's tail was lifted up to the sky and her face was full of disbelief.

I swallowed it all...

If she could be said to be the vengeful princess who endured humiliation for the sake of the contract before, then the current actions of Kelteluki, no matter how hard she tried to explain it, could only be described as a hovering between an iceberg maid obsessed with service, or a tsundere maid who was always concerned about her master.

"Phew, thank you for the treat."

Roland sighed with satisfaction, but did not express any surprise.

Because of the connection of the contract, this behavior is similar to replenishing magic. After absorbing a large amount of her own blood, it is normal for Altluchi, who has become dazed, to do this.

As for the anger and shame that abandoned her reserve and dignity, her brain would not respond until she came to her senses.

Hmm... now that I think about it, it seems like things are going to be bad.

"Well, time is running out. We should split up after all. I'll deal with the water demon, and the task of retrieving Rita will be left to you and Fufu."

After noticing that Heiji's dilated pupils began to fluctuate, Roland stood up, seriously handed the big pit to Fu Fu, and left quickly.

"Fu——!" As expected, before he officially entered Fuhailin, the cries of the white little beast echoed between heaven and earth.

Even from a distance of several kilometers, one can still feel the grief and indignation that is so loud that it makes one cry.

"…Today's wind is quite noisy."

Roland sighed, turned his head mercilessly, and stepped straight into the bloodthirsty forest in front of him.

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The violent wind swept in and expanded at an alarming rate.

In the face of this arc-shaped storm blade that leaves no blind spots, neither a well-trained body nor protective magic that can resist explosions and guns are of any use.

Even a city wall would collapse before this blow and be completely destroyed.

It is no exaggeration to say that even when Saber uses all her strength to release the Wind King Hammer, its power is only this powerful.

But this attack is comparable to that of a Servant's Noble Phantasm, and to Loreleija, it is just a prelude that is not worth mentioning.

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The girl waved her slender hands calmly.

With every dance, a huge storm blade will emerge.

They constantly combine and cut each other, but there is no internal friction. Instead, they merge into one like colliding waves.

In the blink of an eye, it was enough to crush everything, and the layers of waves covered everything around.

Whether it was the solid ground, the twisting and wriggling forest, or the Dead Apostles hiding within it, they all turned into fragments of varying sizes, falling and disintegrating like rain.

With Loreleija as the center, the vibrating atmosphere continued to splash down, destroying the entire battlefield.

From this scene, it is enough to understand why magicians have abandoned modern magic.

Even a talented and far-sighted superior like Kenneth would do the same, and at most would allow a delicate place like the El-Melloi classroom to exist.

This is certainly not because they fail to see the potential of modern magic.

Rather, before the foundation of modern magic is established and before mankind completely enters a future of mysterious decline, the current trend may be wrong, but it will certainly not be too wrong.

After all, as the ultimate magician, Loreleija's level is only the lower limit. It is unknown how many times higher than the upper limit of modern magic. For a magician who puts profit first, he will naturally not lose sight of the important things.

However, Lorelaia, who was revered as a queen by the magicians, looked at the mess before her. The coldness on her face not only did not ease, but became even colder.

"How long are you going to play this game?"

Loreleija narrowed her eyes and said in a cold voice.

"Although you are a human leech that can only suck blood, you are at least an existence that has obtained the name of the ancestor. How could you die from such an attack?"

"You are clearly in a desperate situation of slow death, yet you are still so sharp-tongued. You are really annoying."

Smily walked out with a calm expression, bathed in the bright red moonlight, as if she was strolling in a garden.

Even someone as lazy as her would feel uncomfortable being insulted with words like leech in person.

However, when it comes to being unhappy, Lorelaia is no less unhappy.

Staring at Smeely's unharmed body and the airless vacuum surrounding her, the girl couldn't help but click her tongue.

"It's really difficult..."

Loreleija finally understood what Smily meant by "Don't underestimate the materialization of fantasy."

Although this shut-in has many flaws, fantasy materialization is very compatible with this weakness.

Being able to change the environment of the planet at any time according to one's thoughts means that the opponent will never be helpless no matter when or where they are.

The bright red moonlight that has not yet disappeared in the sky is proof of this.

When facing her surprise attack before, Smeeley summoned the Red Moon to increase the power of the Dead Apostles to the peak, making the half-asleep Fu Hailin restless, so that she could escape safely when the space changed.

She was also forced to deal with the attacks of this vampire forest.

While Loreleija activated the magic trick to clear the field and launch an attack, Smeeley could calmly create a vacuum-like field and forcibly use the laws of physics to weaken her power.

For a numerical monster like Loreleija, this kind of enemy is too troublesome.

Moreover, as Smeeley said, her current situation was quite bad, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a struggle.

Fu Hailin under the red moon has been completely isolated from the great source. Even a top magician like Lorelaia cannot draw magic power from it and can only rely on his own vitality to convert it.

Although it is different from other magic families that need to inherit and improve their bloodlines from generation to generation, Barthelmero, who has a bloodline called "precious magic circuit (blue blood)", has reached the pinnacle in the number and quality of magic circuits.

Loreleija's own circuit is praised as a miracle that surpasses all magicians and is close to magic.

But it is undoubtedly too much to fight against the ancestor of the Dead Apostles in an environment where you can only go out but not in.

She had carefully considered the cost and power of each magic, but her expenses were still not enough.

At this point, we can only try the decapitation tactic.

Loreleija didn't like this gambling-like tactic, and could even be said to hate it.

But if this continued, Smeeley wouldn't have to do anything, she would be the first to collapse.

“The wind—!”

She raised her hands and chanted the spell again.

Lorelaia's pride prevented her from showing weakness in front of the Dead Apostles, and she planned to risk her life in the next battle.

"Heh, interesting...Want to fight to the death?"

At the same time, Smeeley also sensed the danger of the crisis.

As a being whose will is connected to the planet, she has a keen intuition far beyond others' imagination.

But even without this passive ability, she could guess what Lorelaia was thinking.

Although the girl did not say it directly, the courage and determination on her face to act and carry out her will to the end without fear of life and death was no different from that of the great heroes in ancient times.

"Then it's as you wish—"

Although she behaved rather casually, without any of Zu's dignity and demeanor, it did not mean that Smily did not have her own pride.

If he didn't even have the courage to confront the magician head-on in an environment where all the sources were isolated, he would definitely be laughed at by Rita afterwards.

Smily raised the corners of her mouth and raised her hand.

boom--!
A muffled sound like an explosion was heard.

That was the sound of the atmosphere being cut open.

The next moment, hundreds of crooked space faults appeared around Smithee.

"Wind against wind, even if you lose, you won't complain, right?"

Lorelaia did not speak, but the roaring magic circuits and the silvery glow of the mithril holy coat were the best answers.

In an instant, the man-made vacuum magic and the naturally existing space faults were intertwined.

The cutting sounds and whistling sounds gradually became continuous. If one's hearing was good enough, one could faintly hear the sad cries in them.

Turbulence continuously splashed out from the colliding faults, like a hot knife cutting into butter, crushing everything in the universe.

Loreleija and Smeeley both realized that the moment of decisive battle was approaching.

However, before they could go all out, the expressions on their faces froze.

"Click——"

A creepy voice rang out.

On the cross-section that should have been indestructible, formed by the two people's trump cards, terrifying cracks appeared without warning.

"In the way."

Roland easily tore open the spatial fault that was enough to turn all mysteries and obstacles into bubbles in the water, just like tearing a piece of paper.

Then, he smiled and waved to Lorelaia who was completely stunned.

"Sorry, am I not late?" (End of this chapter)