You're Lazy, Dracula

When the fishing boat arrived, Naiako came out, threw an anchor, and stopped the fishing boat firmly on the shore, and then she jumped off with a "hi" sound.

Just at this time, a space door opened beside the fishing boat, and Dracula and Kezi also walked out.

Naiako ran to Dracula's side, and raised her hand to salute Dracula, "Report sir, Naiako has repelled the evil god and successfully completed the task."

"Yeah." Dracula nodded, suddenly reaching out, holding a fork and inserting it on Nayko's forehead.

"It hurts!" Naiyako's eyes flashed with tears, and she protested while covering her forehead: "What are you doing! They have obviously repelled Cthulhu."

"Repel the evil god. There is not a higher level here." Dracula said, staring at the dead fish: "You bastard, just for fun, how many disasters have you caused me? This fork, you don't care. Eat whatever you want."

Naiako covered her forehead and hummed silently. Under Dracula's obscenity, she still succumbed.

Kezi ran to her side, reached out and touched Nayazi's forehead, then turned around and protested to Dracula righteously, "Dracula! How dare you treat Nayazi like this, today I am Ketu. Gea will let you know that beauty is only for the strong!"

"Kezi, I'm very happy that you can help me from my position." Naiyako said blankly: "But what are your hands doing?"

"Suck it!" Kezi took a sip of saliva, withdrew the palm that was hovering on Naiyako's buttocks, and said righteously: "Of course I'm checking your body for you. Forks are very dangerous things to our evil gods!"

boom!

Dracula glanced at Kezi, whose head was deeply embedded in the ground after being hugged and thrown by Naiako, and then asked the girls in Castlevania, "How is it, everyone is fine, right?"

He stretched out a finger, "Come, look at my hand, what time is it?"

The girls all looked at him with loving eyes.

"It seems that there is no problem." Dracula nodded, and then said to Joan: "Go, Joan, the guy lying there is awake now, and he is dying."

Elizabeth, Kiyohime, Nero, Mordred, and Kirie glanced at the complicated-looking Saintess and took a step back one after another.

Joan of Arc put away the holy flag in her hand and walked slowly to the front of the fishing boat. There, the caster in this Holy Grail War, the former French marshal who fell into the devil's way, and Gilles Delais is slowly waking up come over.

At first glance, he saw the figure that he was dreaming about. The beautiful holy girl was standing in front of him, looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Ah, Joan of Arc, my beautiful holy maiden... It's a great honor to be able to see your face again when I, Jill Dresser, was dying here." Caster bulged out like a goldfish Tears flowed from his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Or is this just a trivial fantasy of me, before Jill Dressle's return?"

"I'm true, Jill." Joan looked at him with a complicated expression, "I, Joan, do exist here at this moment."

"Really? That's really great." Caster said in a trembling voice, with tears in his eyes, "Brilliant Jill Dresser, I have a question, and I want to ask Her Majesty the Holy Maiden."

"Go ahead, Jill," said Joan.

"Excuse me..." Caster asked, "Excuse me, have you been freed from that false god now?"

"Jill, the word liberation is wrong. I have never been bound by a god." Joan of Arc replied with a smile: "I agree with God's concept and choose this belief independently."

"But...!" Caster retorted excitedly: "But you are so pious, but when you were put at the stake by those foolish people, that false god didn't respond to your expectations, that false god!"

"Okay! Jill, listen to me obediently!" Jeanne stretched out two fingers, and a powerful aura emerged from her body.Caster, who was in the chaotic and evil camp, was so frightened that he trembled, and didn't dare to speak again.

This scene made Dracula sigh involuntarily. He compared the heroic spirits he had seen in this Holy Grail War who had been leaders, and found that the one who failed the most was the little girl king of knights.

Look at Joan of Arc, just a gesture can make the former horse boy who has fallen into a madman dare not speak, and then look at the king of knights, the two people who want to kill her most in this Holy Grail War, one is her former first. One horse boy, one is her son.

Sure enough, the royal family is not strict, and the royal family has nowhere to go... Dracula thought.

"Jill, listen up, I chose to believe in gods, not because I want to pray for what he can bring me, but I want to live the way he taught and become that kind of person." Joan said slowly with a smile. : "I have already vaguely perceived that the gods may not be as beautiful as I imagined, or that the god I believe in does not exist...especially after seeing Mr. Dracula's dream After that, I confirmed it even more."

Joan of Arc smiled and glanced at Dracula, who shrugged his shoulders and picked his nostrils indifferently.

Joan of Arc continued: "Mr. Dracula used to be a devout believer. In his dreams, I saw the so-called 'God'. He is indeed a very powerful god who can create the world and seems to be omnipotent. , but I know that he is not the 'God' that I believe in, nor the 'God' that Mr. Dracula believes in. Mr. Dracula became a vampire and defeated that god, but even became a vampire , Mr. Dracula still hasn't done anything to kind people and children, he still insists on his bottom line... So, I think I should learn from him."

"I don't resent my god, because I understand that he has no obligation to save me, a little believer who believes in him without authorization. Nor do I resent those who put me at the stake, because I am their enemy I don't even resent my motherland, because I love France deeply, so I will become a saint." Joan of Arc took a deep look at Caster, "but I am very disappointed in you, Jill, you should be a saint. Excellent and devout believer, but fell into the devil's way and hurt so many innocent lives. You are not betraying the gods, but yourself, Jill."

Caster Jill Deres bowed his head in shame. Even though he had a thousand words and endless resentment against God, in front of Joan of Arc himself, he was speechless.

"So you understand." Joan of Arc said to him with a smile: "Jill, from now on, you will return to the right path... Forgive the crimes you have committed."

"Yes..." Caster whispered.

"Final goodbye, Jill." Joan of Arc looked at the slowly dissipating body of Caster, suddenly stretched out two fingers, and thrust them into Jill's eyes, "This is your punishment for betraying your gods. !!"

"Ah!! This familiar pain, ah!!" Caster covered his eyes and howled in pain.

Caster's howl made the other girls feel goosebumps, and Xiao Mo quietly hid behind Nero.

Perhaps the pain eased, Caster put down his hands, and then, an unknown handsome man appeared in front of everyone.

"..." Dracula asked, "Handsome guy, who are you?"

"I'm here, it's Her Majesty's most loyal follower, Jill Dresser?" Caster, whose eyeballs were not bulging, smiled and compared Dracula and the others with a scissor hand, "Goodbye, Her Majesty, unknown. Sir, and the unknown passers-by, A, B, C, and D, thank you for your guidance, the incompetent sinner Jill Dressle will reform his ways in the future and atone for the crimes he committed..."

He maintained the posture of scissors, turned into a spot of light, and returned to the Throne of Heroes.

"Let's go!" Degu stretched his waist and opened the space door, "Let's go back too, so many bad things these days have really consumed all my motivation... Before the Holy Grail War ends, I will I probably won't even leave the Castlevania..."

Author's message:

First update today.

ps1: After the next chapter, the protagonist will be lazy again.

ps2: Sister Bixi let me put this book on the shelves this Friday, I am so good.

59. Dracula loses momentum again

Dracula opened the space door and returned to Castlevania with a group of girls and two evil gods who had mixed into the girls' camp.After returning to his castle, Dracula played a game for a while, and when the girls had finished washing up, he also went to take a hot bath, and then went back to his room and started to sleep soundly.

He slept from the early morning until the afternoon the next day, and he didn't even get up to eat lunch.Wuzhi came in the morning and noon, and found that Dracula was sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake him up.

By the time Dracula woke up, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.He yawned, stretched, and took a [-]-minute nap on the bed.After grumbling for a long time, he took off his pajamas and put on his clothes, but he still didn't get up.