Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

Chapter 681 Chapter 680: The Extreme Rescue of the Smelly Shit Stirring Stick ([-])

In front of the window of the breakfast shop.

"Two meat buns, one vegetable bun, one vermicelli bun, and two cups of soy milk..." Aunt An Miya, the proprietress of the breakfast shop, was calculating.

Looking at Maharaja Van Helsing standing outside holding a wallet, and Miss Mary standing beside him, Miss Mary's hair is still eye-catching as always...

"It's five yuan in total, thank you." Amiya handed the brown paper bag containing two breakfasts to Mary, and watched Maharaja Van Helsing in black and heavy armor clumsily taking money out of his wallet.

It seemed that the gauntlet was too bulky to hold out the five dollar bill that was clipped with the other wallets.

"Ah..." Her Majesty Fan Helsing seemed to have thought of a good way, and took out all the money with two fingers, and handed it to An Miya.

"..." Amiya was stunned for a moment: "Is...do you mean to let me take five yuan myself? Master Van Helsing?"

Maharaja Fan Helsing shook his cloak, his whole body exuding majesty, nodded slowly.

"That's impolite..." An Miya carefully pulled out a five-dollar bill from a stack of banknotes, then grabbed the upper left and lower right corners of the five-dollar bill with both hands, flipped it back and forth, and showed it to Mr. Van Helsing. Look at it, sir—this is indeed a five-dollar bill, so I put this bill in the cash register.

Then Amiya looked up, only to find...

Maharaja Van Helsing seemed... unable to put the stack of banknotes back into his wallet, and was frantically stuffing the scattered banknotes into his wallet...

"..." Amiya turned her face away, unable to believe that this is the monarch whom the residents of Anne County admire and love...

Inside that armor...could it be Miss Gabriel who put on daddy's clothes and ran out to pretend to be daddy?

"Idiot..." Mary couldn't help laughing, and stuffed the breakfast bag into Van Helsing's arms, took the wallet and banknotes by herself, first tidied them up, and then put them back easily.

"Next time you go out, Katyusha will follow you..." Mary sighed helplessly, "Otherwise, if you go all the way, you will lose the Majesty's majesty all the way..."

Katyusha did not follow Van Helsing today, mainly because Van Helsing refused to let him go. When he went to Katyusha's room, he found a pile of indescribable oil paintings beside Katyusha's bed, and he knew that Katyusha stayed up late last night It's time to draw.

So he pushed his maid back on the bed and let her continue to sleep. Although Katyusha is an evil god, in Van Helsing's view, she is still a 'weak and weak' girl before the appearance of an evil god...

Girls should look like girls, sleep well to have good skin and good energy...

Hmm... The main reason is that Van Helsing is often controlled by Katyusha, and now it is rare to catch Katyusha's little tail. Naturally, he is showing his true qualities as the head of the house, making his own rights and controlling his head maid~

"..." Faced with Mary's 'disdain', Van Helsing was speechless, he could only look down at his own little feet, and kicked the white snow on the ground.

"Ahem, don't say such things that I don't understand, let's go, Beiming and the others should be waiting for us, we can't keep them waiting..." Maharaja Fan Haixin turned around and flung his heavy red cloak, amidst the rustling Take the lead and walk in the direction of the industrial zone.

"Oh, are you blushing? Come on, take off the helmet and let me see~" Mary followed Van Helsing, holding the purse behind her back in her little hand, leaning slightly to look at Van Helsing as she walked.

She felt that there must be a cute little red face in Van Helsing's helmet.

Bats always do this when they are embarrassed and ashamed.

"No." The little bat hugged his helmet with one hand. If the other little hand was not holding the breakfast bag, he would have covered his head with both hands.

"Let me see—" Marilla said in a long tone, as if she was acting like a baby, her colorful hair fluttered softly in the cold wind and sunshine in the morning.

"No!" The little bat yelled in shame, and trotted down the street.

Mary spread her arms and chased after her with a smile.

……

At this time, on the other side of the street.

"Tsk... If it wasn't for entering Anne Town, I would never take a bath..." Knight Jerry of the Bohemian Empire sniffed the scent of soap on his body full of disgust.

"The smell of a motherfucker, vomit!——"

Jerry was walking on the street with other Bohemians from the Bohemian Empire, and he planned to ask around about Miss Mary.

They were in the Francis area, and they heard from a businessman who had been to Anne County that there was indeed a girl with colored hair next to the Anne County Vampire Monarch. I don't know if it was Miss Mary...

Better not, if so...

Did Miss Mary, who was taken away by the devil, fall into the vampire's den after escaping from the devil's jaws?

What an unfortunate fate?

"Alas... we are probably the least bohemian Bohemians..." Princess Tracy sighed as she walked ahead of the procession.

Bohemians regard smell as normal, do not take a bath all year round, and regard the stinky mud armor on their bodies as glory...

And now...they have washed all their stinky mud clean, and all the members have been baptized with the special soap of the Francis area, and they have become fragrant, 'sissies' in their eyes.

Even Princess Tracy, who can represent the Bohemian Empire to some extent, shed all her filth and turned into a weak girl with brilliant blond hair and fair skin, no longer the image of a smelly and strong woman.

"Alas... Bohemia's face is really lost by us..." The old Bohemian man with the most adventure experience-Kishyu stroked his smooth and shiny white beard and looked up to the sky and lamented.

After they knew that Miss Mary might be trapped in Anne County, they planned to take the flying bus from Anne County to Francis area to rescue Miss Mary in Anne County, but the driver refused to get on the bus because they smelled too bad.

Afterwards, when he was about to hijack the car, he was thrown down by the frightened Francis businessmen. They didn't care about the stench on their bodies, and they just tried their best to warn them not to die. The merchants all learned the truth at the first time——

It was just that some people from Yingjili killed a bus driver, and the whole Yinglili was personally "visited" by the huge fleet of floating battleships...

If it weren't for the lord of Yingjili who was very bachelor and offered to apologize on the spot, there would probably not be such a place as Yingjili on Faust now.

Only the ex-Yingli people who were sent to various parts of the mainland can quietly tell the horror stories of this homeland, Luchen.

The businessmen of Francis are afraid that these bohemian shit-stirring sticks will bring them down to the same fate as Yingjili. Stopped by them desperately——

If you want to die, go to other places to die, don't hurt us Francis!

In the end, the bohemian stinking shit-stirring sticks had no choice but to take a bath and deodorize before boarding the flying bus to Anne County.

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Today's last update is here! ~

(The banknote ability is really useful...Mango thought that it would be impossible to have a collection of [-] until the end of the book...)

Chapter 682 Chapter 681: The Devil's Dad Rejected by the Angel ([-])

Anne's town center square, beside the silent fountain pool.

"Van Helsing, this fan bun is not bad~" Mary raised the bun in her hand to Van Helsing's mouth, letting him have a taste.

At this time, the fountain was frozen into an ice sculpture, like a three-meter-high crystal willow tree, with crystal clear silk ribbons hanging down.

Van Helsing and Mary sat on the edge of the white marble pool, half of their visors were removed, revealing a small mouth to eat buns and drink soy milk.

"Aww—" the little bat took a bite of the fan bag that Mary handed over.

"Hmm...it's really good, but I think it would be better if it uses fried fine vermicelli..." Van Helsing nodded his head while chewing.

Now the filling in this vermicelli bag is thick potato flour, which will burst open and bounce in the mouth when you bite it down. With the mellow beef marinade filled with vermicelli, it is both interesting and delicious.

"..." Mary thought for a while, "What does fried vermicelli taste like?"

She hasn't eaten anything like this yet.

"Well... go back and let Annie do it..." Fan Helsing continued to eat his meat buns, and smiled in a low voice.

He is now Maharaja Van Helsing, so he can't laugh embarrassingly like a little girl in public.

"Oh." Mary nodded her colored hair head, then silently approached Van Helsing, sat closer to him, and did not speak for a long time.

Watching the gradually bustling square, enjoying the peaceful and warm atmosphere.

And at this moment, Till walked over from one side holding Syl, holding a full vegetable basket in his little hand, and Satan hid behind her, not daring to see anyone.

"Miss Mary, Van Helsing..." Till wanted to say hello to Mary and Van Helsing, but for a moment he didn't know what to call Van Helsing.

Called 'Uncle'?After all, he is Aunt Michael's boyfriend, so he should be her husband in the future...

But now there is no real name and identity of 'husband', it seems too early to call her uncle...

called 'sir'?After all, I have already called Miss Mary as Miss, and it seems that there is no problem calling Van Helsing Mr.

But this title...Miss Katyusha will feel very intimate when she says it, and it will make a lot of sense when she says it...

Although I am not familiar with Fan Helsing, they can be regarded as relatives after all, so there is no need to be so estranged...

"Well, good morning Tyre, Syl, Satan... just call me Van Helsing." Van Helsing tilted his head, looking at Syl who tilted his head just like him.

Suck--

Van Helsing raised the warm soy milk to his mouth and took a sip through a straw.

"Good morning. By the way, it's good to call me Mary, adding 'Miss' would make it better~" Mary stood up and rubbed Searle's little head.

"Well, good morning, Mary and Van Helsing." Tyre nodded, and then patted Searle's little butt in his arms: "Say good morning to everyone."

"Oh, Mary, good morning..." Syl stretched out her short hand to pinch Mary's slender palm. For her, this hand was very big, as if it could cover the sky above her head. , immediately attracted her attention.

"Sister Mary." Tyre looked down at Searle.

"Oh... Sister Mary, good morning..." Syl said to Mary again, and looked at Van Helsing again, so there is no need for Tyre to teach...

"Good morning, Papa Van Helsing..."

"Pfft!——" The soy milk in Fan Helsing's mouth instantly sprayed onto the snow.

"..." Tyre also froze in place.

"Wait, wait! Van Helsing is not Searle's father, you can't talk about this name!" Mary hurriedly waved her hands in front of Searle.

She wanted to trouble Satan just now, and settle the account with her for stealing the little bear last night, but now she can't care about such trivial matters, and only wants to correct Syl's inexplicable thoughts.

How could Van Helsing be Searle's father?Aren't he and Tire...

"But everyone..." Searle's little face was full of confusion: "There is only Van Helsing's father and a boy among us. It is said in the cartoon...children have fathers...fathers are also boys..."

Hmm... The people that Searle mentioned are the relatives and friends that she has been brought by her mother and seen since these days.

Not surprisingly, the relatives and friends that Till knew were all girls, except for Van Helsing, who looked the most like a girl but was the least girl.

"Hmm..." Tyre pondered for a moment: "Syl, we angels are different from ordinary creatures..."

Tyre was explaining to Seale.

"Sill grows from a tree, only mother, no father..."