The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... it was a treat. It was delicious."

What's in front of you is a view you've been totally used to over the last few days.

It's like Mr. Richelle cleans up a ton of meals and bows gracefully.

We all slept overnight and also got breakfast. All I had to do was convince Iggysta to leave, as I had planned yesterday.

Mr. Fernote spills a low voice on the scenery, which is no longer the norm.

"You scare me to resume my journey... in a dietary way"

"We have to do our best to procure ingredients..."

"Thank you Kuzha. I think it would be a little easier if we went out to sea to fish."

"... what do you do on days when you can't catch it at all?

"Mr. Alger, let's stop saying horrible things!?

I thought I should assume the worst for once, but Kuzha pissed me off. She's not as good as Mr. Richelle either. I eat well, so the food situation is serious.

Hopefully we can get some food somewhere once before we head out to sea.

Nevertheless, let's focus on what needs to be done now.

Let Iggysta know I'm not Mr. Cyril. It won't be easy because you haven't listened to me at all before.

As Mr. Fernote is concerned, there could be a battle if the opponent were to force me into custody.

But that's why I'm not willing to replace Mr. Cyril.

I'm Argent Van Peel. I don't want to deny that.

And I don't think I'm going to throw away anything about Mr. Cyril or Iggysta.

That's all I admired, though a mistake, and me and Mr. Cyril are different people, but not entirely irrelevant. I also made a promise to Mr. Cyril Note.

"Well, shall we go?"

That's what I said to everyone, looking at the dishes that had been cleaned up.

Everyone snorts at my words and each one gets ready.

Mr. Fernote has confirmed the position of hanging his sword so that it can be pulled out at any time, and Zeno-kun has corrected his outfit.

Kuzha stroked her tail to make sure she was hairy, and Mr. Richelle said...

"- Oh, there was a grain of rice left"

"Are you still eating?"

"No problem. Eighth belly."

"... Um, what are you saying about that?

"Eighth belly, I wonder."

Now I was right, so I didn't say anything.

He puts his hand on the door and opens it, even though he is slightly weak.

It was the golems that came into my eyes the moment I went out into the hallway.

As if blocking the road, side by side the body of the machine, they were there.

"... What does this mean?

"Welcome, don't you mean?

"It's a shame to pick you up."

The moment Mr. Fernote shrugged, the golems moved.

He stretched his two-finger arm to me. It's also, obviously, in a move aimed at capturing.

"Huh...!?

Avoid arms that have been stretched in reflexive motion. Apparently, that arm stretches out more than it looks.

"Algiers!"

"Sickles!"

More massive arms approaching me are torn apart by slaughter and wind.

Kuzha and Mr. Fernote protected me.

"You noticed earlier than I thought......!?

"Maybe you were listening somewhere."

Like my blood contract, I seem to have the ability to order the Golem even when I'm away, and this is the domain of Iggysta management in the first place. Not surprisingly, you can tap into it.

Hopefully I really wanted to get to Iggysta's like yesterday......

"Um, if I'm honestly caught here, wouldn't I be able to meet Mr. Iggysta?

"Then only Algiers will be guaranteed safety."

Mr. Fernote is right, I'm the one who matters to Iggysta. Precisely her loved one, Cyril Arkedia.

And as if to affirm Mr. Fernot's words, the flock of golems moved.

Another arm appears, like a change in a chopped arm. Apparently, only two arms are stored in the body.

At the tip of his arm, which appeared to grow rather than stretch, he was not wearing a two-finger magic hand, but a weapon.

Swords, spears, axes. Some have sickles and hammers.

A bunch of weapons lined up like a trade fair. A fierce glow illuminated the passage.

"Gear for defense......!!

"It's not going to make sense, and I knew I couldn't honestly get caught."

"Huh... Mr. Alger! Let's go!

"Yeah, I get it. Mr. Richelle, we're going upstairs while we intercept. Are you all right, sir?

"I'll take care of it, Master Alger"

"Kuzha, I've got Algiers and Richelle."

"Yep, we will protect you properly!!

Everyone enters a combat posture and deals with the attacks that have crept in.

Kuzha instantly separated herself and began to unleash magic.

Mr. Fernote took Xenokun and went forward to break through the golems.

Me too, take the weapon out of the bloodbox.

The knife magic device I signed the other day, The Dream Sleep Pity. It has the ability to cut things without reality, but as a regular knife, it's a good enough business.

"Phew...!

The Golem is a machine, not a living thing. So I didn't hesitate.

He only cares about me, and there's no weapon pointed at him. The only thing that comes is an arm that tries to catch him alive.

Avoid those attacks at speed and chop them from what's close by. To see the whole thing, it didn't come forward for now.

"Now let me give you your backup."

Only Mr. Richelle took a step forward as the Fernotes stepped forward.

Perhaps that's the best position for her.

And Mr. Richelle slowly spread his hands. Stick your palm out to the ceiling, not to the ceiling.

I know what Mr. Richelle is trying to do. That's because I've already seen it the other day.

"Hey, wait a minute! Are you going to call me here!?

I noticed Mr. Richelle's movements. Kuzha's rushing, stationary voice sounded in the aisle, but the words didn't make sense. I didn't get it because the language I use is different.

And Rin's voice sounded.

"It doesn't flow down, Heavenly Hua." Lawrence Comet ""

A pale meteor fell in response to the spinned word.

It was only for a moment that I worried you would be okay. Rampage through the ceiling, Mr. Richelle's bow represented the figure.

As the debris falls like stardust, she slowly looks to her enemies. The bowstring had already been squeezed, and the arrow of magic had revealed itself.

"I don't wish."

The light rushed, along with the words that curled up.

The bows and arrows released accurately shoot through the golem and do not stop. The penetrating strike involves a subsequent mechanical doll, go.

"... oh? That doesn't seem to work very well."

Mr. Richelle moved his ears and gave him a decent look.

The golems did suffer damage to their bodies that should also be described as wind holes. But I didn't stop the killing like what happened to it.

Though that is an unscrupulous move, certainly, it was hard to say that her offense was painful for the Golem.

... because it's a machine, right?

It's not fatal damage. That's why the Golems can't stop.

It's sturdy because it's from the battle premise, and if it's a little damage, it's probably built to be fine.

"Huh... Mr. Richelle!

Kuzha's split scratches Richelle, who looks like a jerk. One beat late, a bunch of weapons slammed in.

Kuzha-chan and I in the main unit are pushed back by the attack.

It was returned to the front of the room so that it could be pushed into volume control.

"... is it gone after"

"Mr. Fernote and Mr. Zeno have already gone! With all my strength, I will destroy them all together!

If it is true that Kuzha-chan and Bushiha-chan perform a magical simultaneous expansion, it will work.

If it is not an attack in terms of penetration, but a complete destruction by wind or flame, we should be able to stop the golem.

I was just about to unleash some magic for cover, and there were signs of movement.

Mr. Richelle next door was pulling the bow again.

"If just shooting isn't enough, let's hope even more"

"Huh...!?

The arrow of light, which appeared again eating the magic of its owner, was purple, not gold.

Makes a sound like a buckwheat blows up, and the light shakes.

Thinning his eyes the same color as the light, Mr. Richelle smiles.

"I won't carry"

Some majestic word sounded like a celebration, and the light opened up.

The released bows and arrows did not fly straight, but diffused. The arrows, which spread as the light shined in the air, each struck the golems in a shaky motion.

Pierced by countless lights, there are holes in the golems. A chisel and spark scattered from the worn hole, eventually deciding.

It exploded from the inside, shattered and scattered.

"Oh... could it be that you are vulnerable to electricity?

"It's the magic of thunder......!?

In contrast to Mr. Richelle's casual words, Kuzha raised her surprise.

Well, if it's lightning magic, I can understand the phenomenon right now.

Not only was it simply pierced with power, but it must have been cooked with electricity from the inside.

Although we don't know exactly what kind of technology is being used, what is being used by the Golems is clearly precision mechanical technology. If you are exposed to high pressure electricity, it is natural to damage it.

"Mr. Richelle, can you even shoot out that bow, that magic?

"Yes, increasing the owner's magical power and range will be the second power.... It looks like they're still coming, what should we do?

"Mr. Richelle, please continue with your current one. Kuzha, if you're going to shoot me, please use the magic of fire."

"Yes, Master Alger."

"I understand that!

Effective lightning magic. Just like that, it's heat that makes the machine weak. Judging by that, I give the two of you instructions.

I rushed out to break the smell of burning. [M]

To go under that barn and make good on my promise.