Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

Mr. Hell didn't ask, but the audience should be concerned.

Are there two big mysteries?

Where the blood came from and why the Magic Body (Avatar) collapsed.

In fact, this was established by one thing that is both.

First, let's sort it out.

A Four Heavens King is more than just a crown.

Like I have something special, like black magic and the Horn of the Demon King, apart from a proposal for an operation.

The face of the Four Heavens is also special.

I prefer the appearance of [Dream Demon] and can absorb (drain) it by touching off the object. But it's only one side, and if he wants it, he can turn it into any race, and even reproduce its properties depending on his appearance.

Variable freedom, a subbeast of black leopards with wings - [Devil of Love] Citry.

A samurai who boards an armor reminiscent of a giant statue and tries to manipulate a spear of elasticity. Its contents only look like human girls, but boast the speed at which the disease is left behind, the power to crush the boulders, and the endurance to die even after being crushed by the heart.

A thousand horsemen, [ghosts] with unimaginable power from their bodies - [pruning knights] Fulcus.

It is of the same race as the Demon King and has two excellent horns. Deep in loyalty to the King, it stands out in all its magic production, magic power and physical abilities. A wizard who flies through time but flirts with his enemies with the magic of metastasis.

Quick and resolute, there is no stray or delay in his movements. His [demon] is - [demon of time] Agarez.

The first four kings the adventurers encounter. Cruel personalities sometimes terrorize people and sometimes attract them helplessly. Her manipulative blood causes beauty and killing.

[Vampire] - [Queen of Vampires] Carmilla, who takes the blood of an enemy and abuses it with that blood.

She polished the [position (job)] of a [blood manipulator] who was good at manipulating blood.

Normally, [vampires], the Lord, cannot manipulate the blood that has been made to be sucked by the blood-sucking sub-beasts.

They can only interfere with their own blood.

But Carmilla realized there were exceptions.

The blood drawn directly from another can be his own. I wonder how it works?

Here's how she concluded.

Mixed with my own blood, I wonder if I'll start accepting manipulation.

She repeatedly gave blood to her bat to demonstrate it.

And one time.

I can manipulate bats as I please.

The day I first met her.

The source of the rampant lust of the thugs who attacked Mr. Mira was no longer functioning correctly again by her called bat.

Carmilla's moves to turn the blood of an adventurer into her own weapon, which the blood-sucking bat made her suck, were created by her relentless efforts and trial and error.

"... Aerial, do you realize"

[Samurai] Masamune says with a serious look.

Not a single impending blood tsu has stepped within the circle around him.

When you get inside that zone, you'll be torn apart by dust and scattered.

His Katana skill is so awesome.

"The Awkward is also this (,)"

Mr. Masamune has also collapsed from his left knee to the bottom and dissolved into the air.

He stands on one leg and keeps breaking off his tsu.

"Oh, you seem to be falling apart from the less magical."

"We don't know the cause yet, but if that's true, it also fits with the current state of the party at Nong Ra. Except for Masamune, who hasn't had a noticeable type breakdown."

[Alchemist] Mr. Lewis is instantly processing a stone chair into a shield to prevent itching.

Mr. Aerial's guess is not a mistake.

More precisely, however, the body is disintegrated from those who have less magic applied to magic body (avatar) generation.

The Avatar is a magical reproduction of a creature.

The cost of reproduction naturally fluctuates from creature to creature.

The more information, the more complex the structure, the more magical it takes.

Then why did this time, the bodies of those with little magic exerted on the generation collapse?

"It's not a good calculation if it's just a bat. Isn't there something else?

Rayce is still sharp.

The bats I encountered in the woods were mostly hunted by adventurers, but no matter how much they were, they couldn't chase everything.

For example, if there was a bat that sucked slightly and later escaped, it would be impossible to grasp it all.

But even if there were dozens of such individuals, it wouldn't be a reason for Carmilla to be able to manipulate this amount of blood.

It is possible that my blood was stored somewhere... but if so, there would have been as much use for it. Not used in Phoenix party fights, for example.

"Smoking doesn't notice...... mosquitoes?

Fran says as he leans his neck.

"Haha, nice Fran. But if there's enough mosquitoes to collect, we'll notice. And you didn't have a feather, did you?

Childhood taming combinations don't break the usual pace in this situation either.

"... leeches"

Mr. Skaha squeaks.

Looks like they got it right, too.

That's right.

Every layer has new measures in place for the Battle of Reid.

Carmilla worked on putting non-bat subbeasts under control.

And sucking magic out of their magic bodies (avatars) without the adventurers noticing.

The environment called the forest, the sagging of the trees and the night breeze. Damp air and soil. Poor vision due to night and fog.

And a field called Dungeons where they are all built with magic.

In addition, there will be a battle against [vampires]. Many of my trusted companions have excellent magic skills.

When the conditions are so far in place, there is no need to notice a weak creature called leech, who sucks blood sticking to people without sound.

Whatever magic is created from magic organs, it's the blood - the magic that builds the body - that's being stolen.

After the adventurer went into the woods, the leech's sub beast sucked blood on his tense, and when he had smoked enough, he repeatedly fell with a burdock.

And then the adventurers pass by and then the others retrieve it. Deliver to Carmilla.

Normally, it's not strange to notice with spilling blood. Even later.

But this is a dungeon attack. The leaked blood... becomes a magic particle.

It is difficult to find magic particles that leak slightly from small wounds in deep fog and combat.

And over time, the loss will also subside.

If your men defeat the adventurer, of course, that's best.

But that's not true, and even if all the forest subordination is overthrown, it's not a loss.

"How many leeches do you need to recover this much magic? I don't know how, but Carmilla's manipulating it herself. I'm making it my own. I wonder what the hell I can do about that."

Rayce seems to understand the awesomeness of what Carmilla did.

To interfere with the blood that leeches make you suck, you must have given your own blood to the leeches in advance in the first place.

Tens, hundreds, thousands? From time to time, we won't make it unless we've been ready long before the Reid warfare announcement.

Maybe... after seeing me again?

When I became a staff officer, she had already moved on with the desire to stand side by side, which she had told me before.

Measures to win, appropriate to the environment of the people in charge.

ingenuity and effort to make the most of your abilities.

"Invite your prey to your nest without even making you realize that you are weak. Is there a way to fight like this?"

Reis, who looked impressed.

But the situation is obsessive.

Regardless of the Aerial Party and Lace & Français Pair, the Skaha Party is bad.

Regardless of whether Mr. Skaha is alone, the other three are not suited to the situation of indoors surrounding all sides with blood.

Prioritizing not to die now, Mr. [Odd] Theo had made a cocoon out of yarn, where he had taken refuge with Mr. Suri, the [hunter].

A state that protects it with the magic sword of Mr. Skaha and Mr. Hamill of [Warriors].

It doesn't feel like it's going to last long, either numerically or pictorially.

"Hmm... let's leave this place to Helvor"

Mr. Aerial thought slightly and made that decision.

In fact, Tsu's momentum had fallen since the battle with Mr. Hell began.

I am greatly distracted by the battle against her.

"What's wrong, Queen Sama! Come on, you're good at that!

Tsu is pulled off the way, and there is nothing to stop Mr. Hell.

Mr. Mira fogged at the moment of being beaten and materialized in the rear.

"... what fun is it to hit someone who asks you to hit me? What I like is a disgusting face."

"Haha! That guy doesn't seem compatible! I love fighting strong guys!

"Like that."

Carmilla gave up her captivity and instead punctured the floor with blood.

The blood immediately turns into a carpet of needles.

"You think I'm gonna stop like this?

Mr. Hell doesn't want a hole in his leg to get close to Carmilla.

"Do you think I want to stop you?

There is a blood sword floating around Carmilla. Not one or two swings.

"There are no creatures who will not die"

"Oh, vampires aren't immortal, either."

"The same thing with the dragon slaughter, right?

"Because you're going to die doesn't mean you can kill me, does it?

"Exactly."

"... don't go crazy, you"

Blood swords strike Mr. Hell one after another.

She doesn't mind moving on.

Hitting Carmilla seems to be a priority over anything else.

[Queen of Vampires] is - not running away.

Gracefully set up the sword I had created with my own blood - I carried out a poke.

"That's okay."

Mr. Hell, licking his lips, opened his left hand (,,).

Carmilla's sword pierces her palm.

Forcefully re-orbiting by moving your arms. The poke aimed at his face had already been reversed.

Keep pushing. At last, Mr. Hell's palm welcomed all the blades in and grabbed Carmilla's hand.

"-!"

"Gotcha."

I don't give you time for fogging. Mr. Hell slapped his knee into Carmilla's belly.

――――

What's more, I avoided the sword of blood that attacked me with only the movement of my neck, and what a - I mouthed the pattern and waved the sword.

That rips Carmilla's throat, from which magic particles erupt.

"Seems like I've been thinking a lot of mess, but that's it. Well, that was funny, Carmilla."

Carmilla's body splashes and magic particles dance.

"This battle, my..."

"Yeah, what's yours?

"Ah?"

Mr. Hell makes a frightened voice.

I heard the voice of Carmilla, who was supposed to have defeated him.

At the next moment, Carmilla, who appeared behind the [Devil's Sword Brave], sticks his fangs up against the enemy's neck.

A blow that abandoned its hold as the apex of a vampire: not sucking blood directly from the enemy.

"Fogging, or...!?

That's right.

It's a physical change. [Vampires] are fogging in line with people's images, but it's not limited to that.

It is not impossible to disguise exit as magic particles, if laborious.

[Demon Sword Brave] in front of you, if you have the guts and strength to take such a hassle, though.

For example, even at a time when they might grab your arm and kill you the next moment, it doesn't fog.

"Ha, ha! It's great, Carmilla! You're the best! You're strong! Oh, my God, that's funny, you!

Mr. Hell is laughing with great pleasure as he is rapidly deprived of the magic in his body.

"You deserve to pull it out."

With that said, Mr. Hell hung his worn left hand on the pattern of the Devil's Sword.

Her weapon, if not at the level of battle with the demon king or the ancient dragon, will never be pulled out.

The Devil's Sword Tilving is unleashed.

But from the position, Carmilla behind you can't be slashed - no.

She pointed a blade at her belly and stabbed it without hesitation.

For each of you, pierce the Carmilla behind you.

"It's the sword that killed the dragon, does it work?

Heated oily sounds can be heard from the two bodies.

It's melting.

From there, Mr. Hell further cuts the blade up toward Mira's shoulder, where her fangs stand.

No, it was Herr who burned herself and Carmilla's body.

……

I accidentally distorted my expression.

Because only my body is falling so that I can suck it to the floor.

Seeing, both legs were scattered with puffy and magic particles, about to collapse.

"... No, you said you didn't want to stop..."

The blood carpet wasn't meant to stop, either, the tsu wrapped around her before that.

From the very weapon of blood, I was sucking blood.

Exactly divine.

If I say it on the demon side, should I praise the Demon King for hanging it?

The battle seemed a reversal victory for Carmilla.

but [Demon Sword Brave] never throws battles.

At the same time that her remaining knee lay on the floor, she half-spinned her body, pulling out the Devil's Sword that remained stabbed at her and scratching Carmilla's torso.

"-.... that's not human movement anymore"

"If so...?

A brave man sticks a demon sword out of Carmilla's neck that falls.

Those who control vampires do not avoid it.

Instead, manipulate the blood blade and pierce the enemy with everything that remains.

He who lost his right arm and both legs, and was skewered all over his body.

He who lost his lower body, tore from magic organs to his shoulders with a thermal sword, and stabbed a demon sword in his neck.

"... you're my loss, Carmilla"

Hellness that seemed to the immortal as well - [Demon Sword Brave] Hellvore's body splashed apart this time.

A pale light scatters across the church - exit.

"No, I would have dropped more adventurers if you weren't the other person. I mean, it's a draw."

Heh heh, the smile ends, and so does Carmilla.

Following the brave, the queen's body was also crushed and dissolved in the air.

Already by other parties, the vampires of the remaining subordinates had also been defeated.

Third layer/vampire and 'family' realm.

Four shepherds.

The adventurers, who reduced their numbers to ten, decided to enter the fourth tier with the biggest loss ever.

Carmilla showed her strength as the Four Heavens King.