You're Lazy, Dracula

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7. Nitocris

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The assassin, who was bound by a rope composed of layers of spells, was roughly thrown onto the sand.

A small foot in clogs stepped on her head.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? Report everything to Miss Ben."

Yuzao put one foot on Hassan's head, which could be cloned, and leaned down, looking at the loser, and said with a rare force.

"Hmph, bah."

The woman with dark purple ponytail and abs wearing a skull mask just spat on the sand next to her in contempt, and said nothing.

There was a blue tendon on Yuzao's forehead, and her ears were pricked up, but she still had a smile on her face. She pointed at the assassin's head with her rice-ear-like royal coin, and said:

"It looks like a very backbone assassin, but I don't know how long I can sustain it under the methods of my Tamamo."

As she spoke, she lifted up her coin, and gradually a few blue wisps of will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the air, approaching Hassan blazingly.

"Look, this fox is venting his resentment of being single for many years on others."

On the other side of the chariot, Naiyazi was whispering to Dracula.

"You've seen Hassan with the shadow clone technique before, but I didn't expect her to be so unlucky twice, just hitting someone's gun. Who came last time, ah, the conqueror, this haha San went to make trouble when the three heroic spirits were drinking together, and was pushed flat by the angry Conqueror."

"Oh, that's how it is. I said it looks familiar, so it's Hassan from last time."

With an expression of sudden realization, Dracula looked at Hassan, who was trampled by the fox.

"Speaking of whether you want to go, you are much better at things like getting information than that fox."

"What's wrong, people always need a way to vent. During the time she lived in Castlevania, after all, she has been enduring the pain of being single and the impact of flash bombs. If you don't give her a way to vent As for the way, maybe it will really be blackened. Just like when I was working under Lord Azathoth, didn’t I need to use certain ways to vent my anger?”

Naiyazi squatted on the seat, holding his chin with his hands on his knees, and had no intention of going over.

"Is your way of venting is to take a whole planet, a whole planet's life, as a joke?"

Dracula also leaned lazily on the seat of the Shenwei wheel, with one hand resting on the railing of the chariot.The two of them didn't intend to move, they leaned together and lazily watched Tamamo use foxfire to burn Hassan's ass, it seemed that they wanted to write a match.

"Well, in fact, the scale is random. When I was big, I made cosmic-level games, and when I was young, it was almost a team of a few people. Let them become investigators, and then under my guidance, discover those I want. It’s interesting to let them know the truth, and finally watch them panic and panic, or muster up the courage to escape from my grasp, just like watching a movie that I wrote and directed.”

Naiyazi will also have some real thoughts with Dracula now. She looked at Baimao Hassan who was frozen into an ice lump by Yuzao, and replied with a smile:

"So the necessary way to vent is very important. Anyway, it doesn't matter if Hassan is played to death by Tamamo. Anyway, it's not like I don't have a way to make the dead man speak."

Dracula thought about it, and felt that what Naiyako said was also reasonable. Anyway, he and that hundred-faced Hassan were not related to each other, and to be honest, the distance between the chariot and Yuzaoqian now exceeded the world. The maximum range, Dracula doesn't want to get off this chariot for a guy who wants to backstab himself in the fourth battle.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hassan, but I have more than enough energy.

Insincerely mourning for Hassan in his heart for less than a second, Dracula became even more lazy, and even tilted his head on the seat of the chariot.

"Da Vinci sauce, senior, look, I found something."

Ma Xiu, who also went down to join the battle just now, suddenly got out from the wreckage of the building in some corner, dragging a pitch-black sack in her hand, with a human-sized silhouette inside.

"What is this?"

When Matthew shouted, Wuzhi, who was still watching the fox execute the assassin, was hesitant to stop him, and Gudazi and Da Vinci, who didn't know where they were wandering together, were all attracted by the school girl.

"I don't know, but I feel like it might be alone."

Matthew picked up the bag and threw it beside the chariot.

"No no no!"

After the bag fell to the ground, it suddenly moved violently twice, and then a muffled sound came out from inside.

"Is this a person?"

At this time, Yu Zaoqian's attention was also attracted by the movement here. Dracula and Naiyako had long seen that this fox was too curious and was no longer a professional torturer.Sure enough, at the moment when the line of sight in front of Yuzao deviated, Hassan, who had been restrained by the curse-seal rope in front of Yuzao, suddenly disintegrated into several Hassan of different sizes, and then stepped towards the wind and sand. Run desperately.

"Ah, bastard, don't run!"

The fox held up his long blue skirt, waved the rice ear coin and chased after two steps, cast two spells and knocked down one of the strong man and one of the adult male clones, but the remaining clones still quickly fell into the wind and sand gone.

Yuzao stopped before the wind and sand, looked at the wind and sand all over the sky with some timidity, looked at his own two tails, and then looked at Dracula with aggrieved eyes.

Dracula shrugged at her.

If you want to stop it, you can definitely stop it, but instead of intimidating a killer to reveal information, it is better to use the kindness of saving lives to extract information from the rescued person.Compared with the two, Dracula will definitely choose the latter, which is a little easier.

Yu Zaoqian was actually quite smart, and soon understood, but she still pouted when she came over, as if she was very reconciled to the fact that she shot Hassan.

At this time, with the help of Ma Xiu and Gu Dazi, the hostages in the sack have shown their original shape.

A girl in a white revealing gauze skirt got out of the sack all at once.

Everyone looked over and saw that the kidnapped girl had brown skin, long blue-gray hair, a hair accessory that looked like dog ears, and a red pattern on her face.Judging from the golden decorations on her body, this girl's identity must also be unusual.

Most likely also a Heroic Spirit.

Dracula thought to himself, and then silently prepared his double.