You're Lazy, Dracula

Seeing this, Flandre asked with some fear.

"so."

After hesitating for a moment, Remilia lifted off the large black coat that covered her body.

"Fran, come in and stand on my shoulder."

"Oh."

Flandre nodded, and crawled in through the gap in Remilia's coat. The two sisters squirmed inside the coat for a while, and then a taciturn blond boy appeared in the carriage. All shrouded under the gentleman's hat.

"Open the door, Fran."

Remilia's voice came from the man's chest and abdomen, and the blond silent boy nodded, stretched out his abnormally short hand, and opened the door of the carriage.

Pa, da.

The man stood a little staggeringly until he walked to the ground, stood firm, and then opened a gap in his abdomen, looking around at the scene around him.

"Is there any serious fighting happening around here?"

Remilia immediately became vigilant when she saw the corpses lying all around her.

Cuckoo.

There was a loud sound, and there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

"Fran, hold back, my sister will find you something to eat right away."

Remilia said helplessly:

"Don't run out by yourself, you'll get burned."

"Oh."

Flandre wiped her drooling mouth with her sleeve, and nodded obediently.

Remilia staggered to the side of a corpse that looked a little more complete and clean, carefully checked whether the corpse had any dirty diseases, and then squatted down with difficulty, letting the His younger sister, Flandre, can drink his blood.

Flandre seemed to be extremely hungry, so she pounced on the corpse immediately, and clung to the corpse. Visible to the naked eye, the corpse shriveled up.

Hearing the sound of her sister sucking blood, Remilia touched her stomach, sighed, and immediately felt that she needed to eat a little too.

"Fran, don't lick the dirty things over there!"

When Remilia came back to her senses, she found that the corpse just now had been sucked into a mummy by Flandre, and the latter was following the smell of blood, ready to lick the pile of meat sauce mixed with blood , so frightened that Remilia quickly hugged her sister's waist.

What a miserable child, Fran, I think back when my father was still there, what a life of luxury we lived, and when the blood we drank was not the freshest blood respectfully presented by the blood race below Who would have thought that today, the lady of the Scarlet family would pick up corpses by the side of the road.From now on, when my sister revives the Scarlet family, I will let you live a life of eating a bag of blood and throwing a bag of blood every day.

Remilia silently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wiped her sister's mouth while meditating on the pain in her heart.

She carefully searched for a few corpses that looked cleaner nearby, let Flandre suck on them, and finally made the restless sister eat and drink enough, and calmed down.

Remilia breathed a sigh of relief, and just as she was about to find some blood to satisfy her hunger, she suddenly heard a dull and old voice.

"Huh? Isn't this the little bat of the Scarlet family?"

She turned her head and took a look. A tall knight dressed like a steel colossus, covered in blood, holding a shield in his left hand and a warhammer in his right, was looking at this side with falcon-like eyes, while at his feet Beside, there was a headless corpse lying there. It was Mr. Coachman who was pulling the carriage for them today.

Seeing this bloody knight, Remilia almost peed out of fear.It really meant that in a literal sense. Fortunately, Remilia had already had a certain amount of time since she wet the bed for the last time when she was ten years old, so she held back anyway.

Paladin Johannes, or mad believer Johannes, mad knight Johannes, the most capable one in the Catholic Holy Knights.

Once Remilia's father, the patriarch of the Scarlet family, had to stay away from seeing this guy known for his madness, let alone Remilia who hadn't grown up yet and who didn't even have his own abilities. Flandre, who has not mastered it proficiently, is gone.

The reason why this Johannes knight has always been a paladin is also because once a battle against heretics and dark creatures is launched, this guy will disown his relatives. That posture is not so much a holy knight fighting for God, but rather a holy knight who wants to fight for God. A terrible war machine that destroys all enemies, even his comrades fear him.

So Johannes has always been just a paladin in the Holy Knights, but that doesn't mean he's not strong enough, at least Remilia herself doesn't have the confidence to beat him.

She instinctively wanted to squat down covering her head, but when she looked up, she found that her sister had already made the action she wanted to do, crouching on her shoulder with her head in her arms, trembling.

What a shame.

She looked at her sister like this, and compared it with herself in her heart, and suddenly felt that if she did this, the scarlet family would lose face by the two sisters.

No, I can't do this, it's fine for Fran to be a child, but I'm the head of the Scarlet family now, even if that lunatic is on the other side, I still want to...

Remilia cheered for herself silently in her heart. When her eyes moved, she suddenly saw a silver-haired girl lying at the feet of the mad knight opposite. Although she was dying, she was still alive.

Is that... the legendary Chosen Ripper?If it is possible to kidnap her, then if this matter spreads, even Johannes should not be able to bear the crime of killing the hero of the war, right?

As Remilia thought about it, she gradually had a countermeasure in her mind.

25. The owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion took her maid for a long-distance run!

"Hey, what do you mean, do you want to surrender and beg for mercy? Or do you want to resist to the end?"

Looking at the posture on the other side, Johannes also felt a little strange. The strange descendant of the Scarlet family on the opposite side, while maintaining the posture of bending over and holding his head, stood stubbornly in the same place without moving.

As for the fact that the other person is not alone at all, Johannes has never thought about it. In the heart of the crazy knight who is extremely fanatic and hates heresy, the descendants of the Scarlet family should look like this kind of deformity.

He stood there, tilted his head and thought for a while, then raised the bloody warhammer, pointed at the descendant of the Scarlet family opposite, and said with a crazy trill:

"How about this, you tell me the secret left by Dior, I can consider saving all kinds of torture, and give you a relief without pain."

The descendant of Scarlet on the opposite side paused for a moment, then suddenly stretched out a white palm from under the wide black clothes, and gave him a middle finger, and then seemed to shrink back immediately because he was afraid of the sun.

"Is that so... It seems that you are unwilling to obey the Lord's will, right?"