The Reincarnated Vampire Wants an Afternoon Nap

"... oh well"

That was too misplaced a word for the attack directed.

What the other person spills sounds like he can't feel any swings in his mind. Just figured things out, that was the only word that made sense.

"Carsblade!!

"You hate me."

Still pierced by numerous blades of curse, he just spins words.

Mr. Elsie, the side where the words were thrown, was so red that his gaze alone was likely to kill his opponent.

There's no room for dust. Those are eyes dominated by anger and hatred that have lost their reason.

"You said hate, hate!? You can do it with that amount of words!? I hope so, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!! One piece of meat, it won't even leave you any magic residue!!

Even the chimeras arrived at him, trying to respond to Mr. Elsie's heart.

Every attack is slammed in to completely crush his body, which has already been pierced by several blades.

Some throw up flames, some slap their arms, and others wave blades of wind.

Clearly excessive firepower against one opponent was just that telling the story of Mr. Elsie's hatred.

"Too bad."

So it's weird in the first place to hear a voice like that.

I shouldn't be able to move with the power of a curse if I were supposed to. And by countless attacks, it shouldn't be strange not to have one piece of meat left, as Mr. Elsie said.

Even so, the voices that were not caged with any emotions did sound. It reached everyone's ear and stifled himself.

"This is how you shake a blade....... Carsblade"

"Huh... avoid it!!

Words were spun to tie the magic, and it ended in an instant.

Countless blades are released from his body, called the Count.

They all stopped moving by wearing the chimera precisely and making sure to sew it up.

Only Mr. Elsi, the Lord of the Chimeras, who perceived the attack and raised his voice, and Bundersnatch, who was able to react to the words, could escape.

"..." "Ts" "

And the moment the additional words sounded in the sky, Tsu's garden could be done.

The chimeras made by Mr. Elsie produced blades so that they could be eaten from the inside of their bodies.

Naturally, that must be due to the magic they used. It's magic like a sticking blade doesn't end with it and completely destroys the target from the inside out.

"Something like this, golden"

The opponent, who said so in a boring way, was supposed to have been attacked several times, but without a scratch.

There's no such thing as defense, just taking it in silence and not making any sense on it.

That was an overwhelming force. A mass of violent magic enough to destroy one army by itself, rather than by any means comparable to the other, as Mr. Elsie did.

It was a clear one disaster, and a presence worthy of calling it a disaster, was there.

"... Count of 'Black'. You're one of those non-standard vampires."

The words Mr. Iris muttered showed the existence that had been heard several times.

Among the vampires in this world, three vampires with powers up to anomaly.

Golden bloodsucking princess, Mr. Elsie. Mr. Mutsuki, Lord of Red.

The last of the three, I guess, is him. His appearance, wrapped in black and as the darkness itself walks, certainly deserves to be called black.

"Ahhh..."

Mr. Elsie was clearly at a disadvantage in the present situation, although he said it was the three people in the same row.

Mr. Elsie is trembling, as if he had forgotten his hateful eyes earlier. It even looked like a helpless girl who had broken something important in front of her.

"... repeat, bloodsucking princess. Butterfly, if you can't love me, it doesn't make sense."

"Yikes..."

"You are not fit for battle. I worked that out in there. I increased myself to the point of being treated as a disaster. Admit it, you are the weakest and most cunning princess that we three pillars and men call."

"Stop..."

"Therefore, let's say. Eyes ruled by hatred, compared to simple power… impossible to beat me. You are... as weak as a princess."

"Don't say it!!!

Exploding her emotions, Mr. Elsie shouted.

The magic that can be worked out even looks like it's no longer rampant. No, the truth is, she's completely blind to herself.

There must have been something in the past. Maybe he's the reason Mr. Elsie hates men so much.

Mr. Elsie, who became semi-frequent, nevertheless exercised powerful magic. It was clear that the power of darkness, much more powerful than what I had unleashed on Mr. Fernot in the past, was so powerful that even I wanted to avoid taking it from the front.

"Break it up! Katastrov............!!

The spinned magic was so powerful that it could be called a disaster.

The vortex of destruction so much that even the surrounding buildings were crushed together was released without hesitation to destroy and exhaust the goal.

"Disasta"

It was still an emotionless word that was returned to the cry that no longer even sounded like prayer.

The magic unleashed by the Count was similar to that of Mr. Elsie. Two destructive forces, like swirling vortexes, bump into each other from the front.

"Like that day, let me tell you again. This is what irrationality is."

"Huh... ahhh!!!

Trying to swallow the scream, the irrational vortex ate the gold.