Eastern Castlevania

The people of the world discovered that not far from the exit of the village, a new shop with a strange name had opened near the entrance of the Magic Forest.

House of Everything.

A house made of strange materials (cement bricks) occupies a two-story building of hundreds of square meters.

But that piece of ground is dangerous, so no one will say that he is.

According to the people who entered, the owner of the House of Everything was a young man, with a very strange name, Dracula Tolfo, less than 20 years old, black hair and black eyes, and quite polite to people.

Dare to open a shop at the entrance of the Magic Forest, I don’t know if it’s human, but at least it looks human.

As for Manjiya, which I have never heard of, it is said that the contents of the management are very strange.

You can do whatever you want, as long as your price pleases the boss.

“Boss! My father is sick, and the village doctor says he is no longer working, please save him! Please save him! As soon as the ordinary-looking young man entered the hall, he knelt directly on the ground and kept kowtowing.

“Wow~ Are you so sure I can save him?” Dracula sat up from the couch he was lying on with some curiosity and walked up to the young man to look at him.

“Because… Because…” The young man was speechless.

“Because that’s the last hope, right?” Dracula smiled slightly.

“Yes, yes, the boss is smart, the boss is powerful, please ask the boss to save my father!” The young man said flattering words stupidly, and kept kowtowing.

“Then let me see it first.” After Dracula finished speaking, he directly put his hand on the top of the young man’s head.

Before the young man could stop it, he lost consciousness in front of him.

The memories of the young man flooded into Dracula’s mind like flowing water, and after watching it, it returned to the young man’s mind.

Cutting away the useless memories, Dracula finally finds the situation of the young man’s father and the description of the world.

According to the doctor, the body’s life has come to an end, and it is not a drug or treatment that can continue to live.

This is an ordinary old death.

However, the young man did not seem to want his father to leave like this, so he ran to the House of Everything.

Wanting someone whose yang life has ended to continue to live violates the cycle of life and death, and will be judged by hell.

But that’s none of Dracula’s business.

The primary purpose now is to make the fame of the House of All Things out first.

Dracula went behind his desk and sat down, snapped his fingers, and the young man woke up suddenly.

“Ah, boss, I just…” The young man was a little confused.

“I know your father’s situation, and there is no way to solve it.” Dracula paused.

“Please tell me!” Sure enough, the young man jumped over.

“I can extend your father’s life, but you will have to bear all the consequences.” At the same time, if your father has an extra year of life, you will lose two years of life, this price, do you accept? Dracula continued to put on a business smile.

“I…” Hearing that he would live short, the young man hesitated.

Dracula didn’t rush, just waited quietly.

“Well, what will be the consequences?” the young man asked hesitantly.

“Who knows?” Dracula shrugged nonchalantly, “It could be that the messengers of hell came to you, or it may not be nothing.” ”

The young man gritted his teeth, “I’m dry!” I want my father to keep alive! ”

“Then press the mudra on this and your wish will come true.” Dracula snapped his fingers, and a scroll made of unknown materials suddenly appeared on the table, startling the young man.

But immediately, the young man became more confident because of Dracula’s hand, and pressed on the scroll without looking.

The scroll flew to Dracula’s hand on its own, and Dracula’s head nodded in satisfaction after looking at it, “That’s it.” ”

“So…” the young man was a little suspicious.

“Won’t you just go back and take a look?” Deku stretched his hand and pointed to the doorway.

“Oh, then I’ll go back and take a look.” The young man was confused for a while, and subconsciously walked towards the door.

Dracula no longer looked at the young man, just slowly studied it with the scroll.

After all, it is something that was made in a hurry, and the details are not so perfect, and it just so happens that young people can be regarded as experimental products.

Although it is easy to get a “perfect” contract with Dracula’s ability, it is a lot less fun.

The ability to visualize fantasies and make their ideas real.

Whether it is props or abilities, or even states, as long as it is what Dracula wants, it can become a “reality”.

It’s like the father of a young man, because Dracula thinks about his “alive” state, so he lives well.

And because Dracula thought that as long as the young man’s father lived, the young man’s life force would flow into Dracula at twice the rate, so the young man would lose his father’s life twice as long.

However, such an ability also has a disadvantage, that is, it is directly in one step, and the middle part is completely skipped, and the result appears directly.

So for Dracula, going through the process is the greatest enjoyment.

This is true even for studying boring contracts.

Anyway, to gather intelligence on this world, you only need those customers to send it to the door themselves, and there is nothing wrong with resting for a while.

After studying the contract for a while, Dracula suddenly sat up straight and looked at the ceiling with a smile, “Since you are a guest here, don’t you come for a cup of tea?” ”

With a wave of his hand, a tea set and two teacups appeared on the originally empty table.

“Ah la la ~ It seems that the little brother of an outsider is not simple.” Yakumo Zi rose from the crack in the ground, and sat down on the chair opposite the table with a small mouth that concealed surprise.

Dracula laughed and just started tea.

Before you don’t know the intentions of this monster sage, it is better to talk less.

“The identity of the little brother should not be simple, right?” Yakumo Zi looked at Dracula with a confused look in his eyes, and seemed to be fascinated.

“Legend has it that the ancestor of vampires is Count Dracula, but that’s a matter of course for humans.” Dracula suddenly moved on another topic.

“Oh?” Yakumo Zi’s eyes widened curiously, but he didn’t interject.

“Count Dracula is named Dracula because he is the reincarnation of some being. And Count Dracula is regarded as the ancestor of vampires, also because the power shown by that being is the power of vampires. Dracula, the ancestor of vampires, should be Dracula II. ”

“Ah, so the little brother is…” Yakumo Zi looked surprised.

“Dracula XII, the twelfth reincarnation of that existence, my power is different from that of Vampire Dracula.” After explaining his identity, Dracula also happened to brew tea and pushed it in front of Yayunzi.

Yakumo Zi took the teacup and took a sip, also knowing that it would be good to know this today.

Still, there are doubts.

“Do you know who I am?” Really curious.

“The memories of those yokai who died at my hands.” Dracula pointed to his head and said half-truthfully.

“Is that so?” Although Yakumo Zi did not completely believe it, he could only believe it for now.

“Then Miss Yakumo, if there is any trouble in the future, please take care of it.” Dracula picked up the teacup and made it clear what he meant to see off the guests.

Before he fully understood that this world was a little different from the fantasy town in his impression, Dracula didn’t want to have too much contact with this monster sage.

To despise others is to underestimate oneself, and Dracula understands this very well.

“Oh, definitely. I’m also interested in how much trouble the House of Everything can solve. Yakumo Zi smiled slightly, turned and walked into the gap.

“Yakumo Zi…” The smile on Dracula’s face disappeared instantly, just holding the teacup and drinking silently, thinking about what to do next.