The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

- Activate Spiritual Coagulation (Ideoplast).

The hands of a blue and white soul crush the remains of a small butterfly.

The butterfly disappears.

Is this a dream... a thick dark butterfly dream...

No, the disappeared Dead Butterfly Man is reality.

... Shit, what a mess...

The sight of them disappearing comes to my attention.

Toys...... she was a woman who looked like Marianne, but she disappeared.

I want it to be a dream, but this is reality.

It's the result of Marianne's saying, "What's to happen is bound to happen".

... humiliating.

I became a true spiritual complete through baptism...

Was the reason I came back to this world to taste this disgrace?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No, I'm not!

God chose me to be a monster for the establishment of the true Millennium Kingdom!

Yes, monsters beyond pagans and traitors.

Bloody wet vampires and made me!

Formerly, it can be said that it is the greatest irony that the clergy has been reborn as the main being against the Cross.

Such a demon, reborn as a vampire, I also struggled initially.

When my consciousness woke up as Hoffman, I knew everything...

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Every day... with the thought of cutting myself off... I prayed to the Lord.

Being a vampire body doesn't change your mind.

For being a body that gained the ability of the unclean name of skill did not change my thoughts about God, Lord.

"Lord, always keep by mercy and sincerity, without closing your heart of pity"

"Became evil, my body and my heart were captured by sin. The number of its sins is greater than that of its hair, and my heart is screwed. Lord! Save me. Help me quickly. '

These prayers are rejected by the vampire's body.

I do not mind. I will live every day repeating my prayers every day.

But God, whom I know, does not answer prayers.

A world where this world is full of gods and spirits. Dead.

I can feel the dominion of blood, therefore...

I feel unnecessarily distressed.

That's enough to want to die for yourself.

'As I am, I will take the path of ruin...'

I have abandoned myself... yelling and calling will kill me to the city's gendarmerie.

And he deliberately took a counterattack from the gendarmes to a sarcastic body.

Spear spears and sword blades in the temper of bearing any sin......

Even though I feel intense pain from my gut after the vibration I feel from the spear blade that pierced my chest...

Even, when you are exposed to people's sins, you meditate on your eyes and stand still...

The soldiers, who thought I was dead, throw themselves unharmed into the moat.

Next, bandits dressed in knightly torso clothes on a moldy horse were hired to head to the wilderness.

We all dig holes in that flat wilderness.

And he went into the pit himself... and asked the hired ones to fill the soil.

Just expose your head to the ground... and spend it.

This tasted the feeling of my eyeballs being poked by the ravens.

Then… use fire and oil and burn yourself to death.

Naturally...... I just tasted the awful smell of burning skin and the pain I couldn't help but repeat the regeneration.

Next, he ate black dead meat so that there was no point in protecting St. Sebastianu.

To further determine his own gut, he said, chest with sharp nails or try to feed his body in the nest hole of the beast......

Beyond the testers of Assyria and Persia from ancient Ispania… it made an effort to go even to death, like going mad on the ground already.

But it was all for nothing.

I'm a vampire.

But thanks to you, I know what immortality is.

If I could have been followed by a vampire hunter and bathed in holy water at this time, I could have died......

But there was no vampire hunter.

I was constantly feeling desperate and wandering in the light of those experiences.

And put him to sleep in the dirt.

Shall we go back to the dirt like this?

The Reaper Namtar would kill me, too.

And spend the month sleeping in vain thinking.

There,

- What are you doing?

And suddenly, I heard the words of a woman of the people.

"... wants death"

"What? That's a word I've never heard before."

I was answering in the words of the previous world as I slept.

"For once, I know the common language..."

From the time I woke up, I knew the language of this area.

It's more of a wake-up feeling than a wake-up call.

"Oh, can we talk about something? So, what did you just tell him?

"He wants to die."

"... Huh? What are you talking about when you're still young?"

And when she sighed, then deliberately broke one leg and laid her ass down, she tried to support my body before forcing me to shake my hand.

She's a powerful girlfriend to lift a man, even though she doesn't have much personal belongings.

There are beautiful flower decorations that add color to brown hair.

I smelled grapes from it.

"- It smells like sulfur, doesn't it? But, look, you can still walk, right?

and was led to her house with her hand pulled half forcefully.

They say I smell rotten, not grapes.

It must be because of Fallen Heaven Iste.

"... why, help?

"Still say that! You want Jackal to eat you?

Words scolding me with my fingers pointing and hips on one hand.

She was shaking because of her big breasts. Looking at those breasts,

"... I have been eaten by wild dogs"

"Pfft, why are you alive when you're eaten!

He sounded like a joke. She was laughing.

Seeing such a happy smile made me feel like I could forget that I was desperate for God.

I moisten my own lips with spit,

"That's because I'm not normal."

And, description. I couldn't say vampire.

"... you have blonde hair that I don't understand again. You look good but you're thinly dirty... and maybe some fallen nobleman?

She speaks clearly and often.

"No..."

"... Well, this is the High Grand Forest, I won't ask for more details. And you're in no luck at all. Lady Arevanos, the knights under you have cleaned the monsters around here. Even the dragon, the king of the wall, it's rumored."

"... right"

Some of these monsters include me.

"... Come on, blonde. If you can walk, this way."

"What will you do with my help?"

"... what needs to happen is bound to happen"

"Hmm? I don't know what that means. Is that home training or something?

"... what's your name?

The woman has asked for her name without responding to my question.

"... it's Hoffman"

"Well, despair is on your own, but you regret being on the property of the house. What's bound to happen is simply a takeover and sale from Grandpa. The farmland is just rough right now. We're understaffed."

She speaks with a sharp glance.

Honestly, the instrumentation is no big deal.

But she had an impressive personality and a bright smile that made her feel like a sunflower.

She watches often, but with beautiful hair decorations, forcefully takes me out.

When she arrived, it was a shaped cabin where some of the trees cut to the left and right.

A woman's family lived in the cabin.

I was briefly introduced to my family, "From this day forward, I will make this man named Hoffman work in his dwelling," at the beginning of which I, the vampire, will work in the field...

Once upon a time, when I was younger in my previous life, I remember helping with field work before I stood on the stage......

Why am I the vampire...

Why don't you just suck the blood and kill him?

Why don't you cut your head open, gain the ability to peek into your brain, and kill it?

and while the doubt is past the chest......

Just right, he said it was a good opportunity to learn the language of the area.

I honestly decided to accept field work.

But I remembered to thank her.

Evil is enlarged as a vampire I learned naturally and nausea from the contradictory spirit...

But I guess there was still a good part of man at the time.

And we started living together under that woman.

Her name is Marianne.

Gradually, in living with Marianne and her family, she learns nature and common language.

Using the skills I possess I think it would have been easier to remember, but I didn't use them at the time.

It would be easy to deal with a French woman, such as a new language.

"A Bon......" "E Arroll? '" De...... "

Like that, he impersonates himself as a human being by making an effort to feel the wind like his mother's hands on her cheeks, and continues to live a life on the other side, trying to feel love just like in his previous life.

But gradually the evil of vampires became enlarged.

He tries to play the thought of being born one after the other like an acquainted former clergyman, but each time he repeats nausea, dizziness and tremor.

I couldn't contain the blood demands.

None of the old thoughts of piety to me...

The compassionate mind only diminishes...... it's a giveaway.

A beautiful woman full of young flowers wearing rose wreaths on her head also looks nothing but bait.

I was confused and hesitant about this...

The lips filled with rose extracts also only looked like meat filled with bloodwet desires.

When I was younger, I really liked the glossy movement of women's fingers playing harps with pure white snowflake plaster (alabaster) skin.

But everything has changed.

One night...... my body moves unconsciously.

Blood, blood, I want blood.

I was supposed to kill the beast and suck blood the night before, but I can't wait to get people's blood...

When I realized...... I was holding Marianne on her back.

"... finally, attacking me (...) cares... hehe"

She has tried to turn around, holding my arms gently with both hands.

I remember that Marianne's words were delightful.

Hungry for human blood, I... buried my face in my neck muscle, rebelling against the word of her assault... poking my stretched dog teeth into a delicious looking section.

Sucking Marianne's blood little by little...... yummy blood.

And Marianne, with beautiful brown hair, said she...

He was dead as the morning sun made his shot hair feel autumn.

Marianne...... sorry.

I know you loved me.

I... lost my desire for blood and killed it.

Ahaha, ahahaha... something on your cheek, ah, ko, is this a tear of blood?

At that moment,

* Death Love * Gain permanent skills.

Don't be ridiculous, he said it was a skill... but why don't you feel much pity.

I know that.

I know!

... My blood tears wet Marianne's face in blood.

Watching it...... he was repeatedly asking himself the question of his unsaveable thoughts.

From this moment on, my voice also turns into a crouched voice, like the voice of a woman staggered.

I'm sure you took Apollon's arrow and Deanna's arrow, head and heart.

And he looks like a vampire not to see a woman like Marianne......

He continued his wandering life through a similar cemetery while experimenting with blood magic in an underground barnacle hall situated in a desolate and ancient place.

A glimpse into one end of the world......

Find out that this strange world is a devastated world with a constant feud of anger filled with swordspears.

The war was repeated and the tragedy of the weak being eliminated was extreme.

Even when the time of peace comes, a world of shame and injustice ensues under false peace.

This was similar to the Pope's Envoy activities in the previous world.

It is not so different from the corrupt power and bloody Northern Crusaders' activities in the name of a strategy in the name of peaceful diplomacy.

the totality of any conflict clause.

Learn the futility of wanting the resurrection of the Savior and trying to solemnize evil by peaceful means.

God just literally shows off the power of miracles, and in the end, he doesn't save people.

Knowing the existence of vampire hunters chasing sinful me, knowing that there are religions such as the Holy Church of Light, but not like the Church I know.

There is no choice, just a delightful face of ghosts dancing and dancing directly above the great black river.

Shinobi rains are also made of blood.

And the war began again.

Low-identity nobles called broken spears Merchants, bandits, beggars and animals are all torn throats, eaten by beasts, with hands and feet, resentment and suffering and dying.

The sin of war calls for resentment and sin, and sin covers the world and creates an order for the world.

Bad swords and gold and silver that are play-dyed evil are the order of the world, and bad swords gold is everything in the world.

Precisely suits the abilities I remembered!

< Blood magic >, < Valpurgis night >.

And you can summon the power of the two hundred and fifty "living demons" in close relation to those skills from a city overflowing with exudates deep in the abyss whose dimensions are off < Fallen Heaven Iste song >.

Additionally, it can steal abilities.

For thousands of years, a wide variety of skills, including the Pokémon Sword and the Snowstorm Bug, have been my powerful weapon.

It reminds me of a beautiful woman who named herself Sulagifuki.

Talk about coming from the Nihon country, the sunrise country of the East...

Daikan and Ugh, he said he came from a place called "Tetsu" and "Todai".

Is it named "Sugar House," "Twelve Famous Houses," or "Kikuchi Karyuzo"?

I've been asking, is it like The Hapsburg Family?

And if I kept staring into her eyes with a proper hammer......

A brunette who has trusted me immediately.

He must have fallen into it.

The abilities she had were immense.

I use the Evil Ten Swords to increase the abilities and increase the physical abilities of the Ten Murderers, Runwen.

Huhahahahaha! I can remember that time.

When stealing abilities......

I can't forget the blue-white woman's face while her forehead was slit, the look on her face with despair.

Because I blocked my amputated forehead to thank you for making me feel happy......

Maybe he's still alive somewhere.

Other blood experiments will be repeated using the blood tract and spiritual coagulation limb (ideoplast) derived from the blood tract.

I could taste the growth that blood was the bait and the food of my life.

The bloody wet power of the Vampire Valmasque family.

This is the truth of the new millennium kingdom.

That's why! I was born again as a vampire.

Thus, my friends, the empress revealed at the apex of the Valmasque family, found me able to ascend to the.

... but.

The Valmasque family's contribution as the "lead squire", which has been exhausted permanently... is also a bubble of water.

He lost his squire in the battle against the Dead Butterfly Man.

Though I can make < chief squire > from scratch...

It hurts so much to lose Toys, Viano, and Yuo, who were giving me precious abilities that I couldn't handle with the experience of blood that would last forever.

Hundreds of years were instantly rendered nil......

Puppet research during drilling, which has served as a blend of blood, was also lost, as was the irrational deprivation of valuable materials and groups of items.

Rare Five Fingers [Golden Turtle Eeron's Card].

[Wang Succubus honey] of Diperil, Princess of the Succubus.

Secret magic [Original book of the knot], popularly used by the Eight Wise Master of the Demonic Realm, Cederguo Sail.

Book of the Scalers [Secret City of the Samurais].

of Olymyr, the god of order. [Imitation Book of Alliance Secrets].

[Blue sealed stone collar].

[The Divine Scroll of the Twelve Tree Sea Boundary Lords].

Nine Purple Hospital Tergamot Advanced Letter [Mithran Collapse Book].

[Immortal gallbladder] of Emperor Fifind.

Gujto's [Gujto's Oil Skin].

Abukur's [Abukur's Golden Dark Hot Pot].

This is all… a substitute no less than the Six Treasures.

He said he gained so much credibility that the Empress entrusted him with experimenting with precious items...

Again, I didn't know the Dead Butterflies would destroy the blood factory following the alchemist's feud......

As it is, I taste blame bitterness on the agenda of the Great Presbyterian Council.

Can't you say anything before you blame Lunce for losing them?

… there is more to following the loss.

But it is very rare for a Dead Butterfly to leave the realm.

Is that why we have to see it as unlucky?

I was also cautious with tremendous power.

It's still nothing but a sandy cabinet.

But many times I think, what a report to the Empress...

What am I supposed to talk about in the Great Presbyterian Council...

It is certain that Alnard, who remained static and was only thorough in gathering information, will gain one of the six treasures [the treasures].

This... I can't help but regret it.

I am certain I will lose the Empress's trust.

I've been trying to put up with it for thousands of years until I stole my abilities, but I didn't expect this to continue to fail... unexpectedly.

Dead Butterflyman...... is strong.

Deal with powerful weapons that make the Great Sickle of Adamas .

A sickle technique that vibrates at a divine speed of vertigo with a bump in the tip of the shoulder while using a vertigo.

I got slaughtered by a sickle blade that bounced off the ground.

The cut of the sickle blade that ran on my cheek...

I could taste the raw warm wound on this body for the first time.

A flash with a sickle blade is a mystery.

Even such a white moth woman butterfly would have used my demon sword to inflict wounds, but it would not have worked as well as I did.

Runwen's Ten Murderers of the Sixty Eight Swords of the Demonic Realm did not pass either.

Even the summons using the Third Gate < Night of Valpurgis > could not be completed.

I didn't use all two hundred and fifty summoning secrets......

That's the same thing for the Dead Butterfly Man.

There is no way to use your wife's hands.

But that nasal attitude...

I fought in a fuzzy way all the time......

... it's a long time ago.

Surviving these millennia as a vampire, I... to cockerel.

But in the end, I let the Dead Butterfly Man get away with it, so maybe it's natural...

I didn't know you could use the second gate to track it...

Ahhh, I can't stop thinking about it - but I can't help it.

Let's honestly say this place replenishes blood......

So, stop moving like you're looking across the universe.

Trees in the sea cover their sights, but it's the usual sight.

Return to the destroyed blood factory and let it out again.

But there was a spear man in the square in front of the cave who was fighting a single crack in the Dead Butterfly Man.

How could that spear man have been there?

You asked me to be an adventurer?

What if it was for my blood factory?

To steal valuable information and items?

Simply because one of Lunce's things jumped on me?

No, that won't be possible.

If I may be of personal use to you, you will come after me.

Right now, around the perimeter - there's no way they're coming after us.

If that spear man was meant to crush the Valmasks... he should head directly to [the Great Grave Blood Court].

Even so.

The spear man did exist on that spot (...).

One crack in that dead butterflyman and the fact that he was able to fight and retreat more than one another.

Negotiated, retreated with strength… something I could not do.

In the first place, the Dead Butterfly Man is so legendary.

Is it a negotiable existence?

If so, who is the spear man...

The spears... could still be exploring in the blood factory.

Spears are heterogeneous precautionary figures with their own smell of blood and the power to repel church knights.

Based on the battle of Heavenly Rindo, the Empress had laid down a new ordeal: "Don't be hostile to him"...

But now I am hungry for blood.

If we meet, in addition to the desire for blood, there is also the possibility that we cannot bear the unknown ability desire......

But I'm not reckless, either.

The Dead Butterfly, who crushed my ambition, is still a heterogeneous opponent of whom the Empress herself, with a strength that I do not think can steal her abilities, has given orders.

So much so that I am attracted to the hunger of blood and its strength to wage battle...... I am not foolishly old.

Let's say the blood can be replenished with the miscellaneous fish around here.

Fuhaha, even if it's a miscellaneous fish... it's possible that it has rare abilities.

Fortunately, even if you don't use it, the smell of blood is a full sea of trees.

♪ The prey's here ♪

Damn... the words of both Dead Butterflies...

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And Hoffman shines his contemplative blood eyes.

His half body is a wave of blood. Dark creatures representing a heterogeneous world of blood.

The waves of blood drift through the universe shaking.

That also appeared to be the shape of a cloak full of joints connected to distortion.

Hoffman advances through the tree sea at an unusual rate.

Though he is Queen Familia's < lead squire >, the truth is he wants to use Tiger Sight and < brain cut blood theft > to steal the Empress's ability to peek into her brain.

There is a wide variety of skill groups associated with his treatment.

There are other things that I used in my struggle with the Dead Butterfly Man: Schmihazer's Coffin Giant, Lemachel's Ashes, Elohim's Devil's Eye.

But the Empress also has a bottomless strength.

Hoffman was still treading that he couldn't win.

And although he is a grown Hoffman who boasts the strength of his class...

I didn't hate being under the influence of the bloodsucking god Lugnado.

He has no idea for himself whether that is the loyalty found in the Empress, the charm of blood, the loyalty to the Valmasque family, or whether it stems from the fact that he loved Marianne, albeit temporarily.

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- Quickly, we found the smell of blood, the bait.

Just in time for midnight darkness.

I'm not a shitty Dead Butterflyman, but now let's just say I play...

Strong awareness.

- < Valpurgis Night >.

Similar to Lucrezia in Borgia. Show yourselves...

Gray-haired women with kanji placards on their foreheads emerge from the half-body Night of Valpurgis.

Beautiful women with all their white foreheads.

They all wear black eyelids and have long bows in their hands.

Manipulate a swarm of demon arrows embedded with bloody gems.

They are archers specializing in distance warfare among the two hundred and fifty demons, though they are born like innocent dolls dressed in white based one-piece clothing.

He manipulates demon arrows drifting all around him.

It allows for the continuous ejection of an unmatched arrow.

And the Araginus, as they lined up beside me, bowed their heads with their thin knees upon the floor.

"Format is good, it's hunting time"

"Yes......"

Araginus replied with an upturn.

The bills on my forehead glow bloody.

"We're moving on."

Araginus and the others nod in unison.

They seemed to be a family of darkness and unfolded in the darkness of the night.

Now... I will also see a few adventurous figures from afar -

At that moment, a blood arrow pierces the head of the featured adventurer.

Blood was drawn from the arrow that pierced his head, and the adventurer dried away at once.

- Ha, ha, good, Araginus.

I'm next! I am like me, let's be faithful to the basics.

Using one leg of magic, he began to move to melt the dark half into the night darkness.

I see an adventurer walking vigilantly among the trees.

You don't seem to have the precision to detect magic... well, I'm a vampire.

Wind and magic detection techniques can be handled with Blood Magic technology.

Use to sneak in without sound to use the darkness behind the wary walking adventurer - get out of the darkness and tangle the entire body of the adventurer with.

Spirit yarn expands into restraint armor.

Fuhaha, I can see the whole thing over there on the female adventurer.

He was stuffed with a long thin toy with his mouth and exposed to no pity with his left and right legs spread out.

A new translucent spiritual yarn, made up of blood-spirited yarn, that disappears and overrides the armor that the female adventurer had wrapped around her, is intertwined throughout her body, including her breasts, to stop her from moving.

... I can't use it in battle, but this is the most certain thing when raiding suddenly.

"Ahhh..."

An almost naked female adventurer has a tranced look on her face.

This is the natural enemy of a woman... who took it from the abilities of a man's reborn man.

Well, she's a weak woman, but she may actually have rare abilities.

... We're going to forget about our troubles with the Dead Butterfly Man, shall we have fun and see?

Fingers on the lit cheeks, gently glancing down to the jaw.

"Mm-hmm..."

Signal the woman's wheeze, release her finger from her thin jaw and move her finger to her forehead.

And when I put my finger on that forehead, it activated.

The shape of the finger deforms into a knife. Of course, the blade of the knife is blood...

Move the blood knife sideways...

The moment I cut the woman's forehead, her skull, into a single letter, and her brain caught a glimpse...

My finger, which was turning into a blood knife, changed even more.

My finger knife splits and degenerates into countless fine hands.

A flock of fine blood hands broke in to encircle the woman's brain.

... abilities pour in.

It's a slight thing, but you get a different feeling than magic, blood,...

But this woman doesn't seem to have the skills I can take in.

... I can't help it because this is compatible.

Sometimes you can't use your skills if you steal them.

The woman has an incredible look of special pleasure, like a werewolf.

Let's really ascend this woman who feels it.

With his forehead torn open, he bites to bury his face in the narrow neck muscle.

My canine tooth broke into my neck. I sucked the blood out at once.

The woman adventurer of the human race brightens her brain for a moment and then dries it from head to head.

"... raw blood is good quality"

He turned his gaze to Araginus, who for some reason had an enviable look on his face as he dumped the dried corpse.

"... can you come forward next time?

Some Araginus, like wetting his lips and leaking a nasty exhale, hand him the demon arrow that recovered his blood.

With the consciousness that she was not going to respond to her feelings while taking the blood that was gathering in the bloody gem that was nestled in the arrow into her body.

"... no, enough replenishment. You guys do whatever you want next."

"Understood -"

Araginus, who perceived my feelings, gave an unfortunate expression before disappearing to assimilate with the Dark World.

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