Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Looking at Arquette who opened his eyes, although the difference in strength had not changed, the relaxed expression on Roland's face was replaced by a subtle uneasiness.

There is no way, as a normal man who is physically and mentally healthy, it is natural to feel embarrassed when being caught by a girl at such a moment.

After all, not to mention the person involved, even the two girls who were watching couldn't stand it.

"Anyway, anyway, it's better to apologize first. Doing this to a girl you meet for the first time, no matter what the reason is, whether it is a misunderstanding or not, is too rude..."

Asagami Fujino said cautiously.

She lowered her head, her face was as red as an apple, and her bangs fell down, making her expression unclear.

Although she and Bai Jisu didn't know each other, the girl couldn't help but feel guilty and guilty when she saw the dark stains on her body that Roland had left after wiping her hands.

"That's true. Although it was almost the same when we met, it was based on the fact that I had already become familiar with this guy's character. Otherwise, this would definitely be a hatred that would never fade away even if it was torn into pieces."

The two rituals also nodded in agreement.

As the murderer who had just cut Arquette into seventeen pieces with her own hands, it was a bit strange for her to say this.

But in the final analysis, her previous actions were just indulging the urge to exorcise demons in her blood.

The original intention of this instinct is to allow the exorcism family to be better and more focused in battle, so as to survive better.

Therefore, after killing Arquette once and the other party came back to life, in the face of this super-class situation, this impulse has disappeared without a trace.

As for the two rituals themselves, she had no ill feelings towards the princess of the True Ancestor - she was a murderer, but not a psychopathic murderer.

She would never meddle in the affairs of people who had no bad deeds or interactions.

"that……"

After staring blankly at the strange ceiling and strange man in front of her for a while, Miss Bai Ji came back to her senses.

Her eyes focused on Roland's hands, as if she wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, Miss Arquette, I'm not a good person...well, I'm actually a good person."

Roland blurted out what was in his heart, coughed slightly, and said without changing his expression.

"I know you have a lot of doubts now, but since you woke up earlier than expected, I'd better ask first... Are you still feeling uncomfortable in any way? Do you want to eat something to replenish your strength?"

The smile on his face is very gentle and his posture is polite, no different from the gentleman in fantasy works.

However, because he still didn't take his hands away from the girl's chest, the gentleman here could obviously only be in another sense.

Fortunately, maybe it was because I had just regained consciousness, but my head was still confused, or maybe it was because my naive personality was not good at multi-threaded thinking.

The blonde girl's attention was quickly diverted from Roland's barrage of questions.

"Well...it's not needed yet."

Arquette stretched out his hand, frowned, and grasped his hand like a recovering patient.

"Although the body has been put together, the strangeness of the wound has not disappeared. In this situation of barely regaining consciousness, even if a lot of physical strength is consumed, it cannot be compensated by supplementing food. Even if I really need to supplement it, now I should The intake is also..."

At this point, Bai Ji suddenly stopped analyzing, a cold light flashed across her bright red pupils, and she pursed her lips subconsciously.

...Can't you even mention the word blood-sucking?

With such caution, it seems that Elquitt has indeed not recovered, but because he was put together in advance, his consciousness was separated from the cycle of living and dying, and dying and living again in advance.

Roland nodded clearly.

"I understand, but don't worry, this academy is my territory and one of the church's strongholds. You are safe."

"Eh...Eh! Are you from the church?"

The girl's eyes widened.

"Of course, in fact, I also work part-time as a saint."

Hearing the word saint, Erquette suddenly showed a vigilant look.

The next moment, the invisible atmosphere around him rolled and surged like ocean waves.

Roland is very familiar with this feeling of being in the middle of it without seeing the whole picture, and being involved in and swallowed up by the environment at any time.

What an excellent realization of fantasy.

Even though she has not yet fully come back to life and is only weak with her will revived, this princess of the True Ancestor is even more tyrannical than Smiley in this regard.

If you don't use the principle of the blood ring and only compete with the reality of fantasy, Smiley may not be able to beat the current Erquet.

"Don't worry, Arquette, I won't do anything."

Roland omitted the suffix and directly called the girl by her name.

"Not to mention that you weren't on the church's list to be punished in the first place. Besides, it's already off work time, and I'm not diligent enough to take the initiative to work overtime for a part-time job."

"……Really?"

Bai Ji raised her cute and pretty face and asked softly.

Although it was a question, the dangerous atmosphere in the room had gradually dissipated.

This actually made Roland stunned for a moment.

In terms of how quickly you let your guard down, is it a little too fast?

Although his answer came completely from the heart and was not mixed with any lies, as long as you have a little understanding of the style of the Holy Church, no matter whether you are a friend or an enemy, you will sneer at it.

What's more, Erquette had personally experienced the experience of helping the church eliminate the fallen true ancestor, but was betrayed by the burial agency.

Is it based on intuition?

No wonder he was cheated of his power in the first place. Fortunately, it was me he met now, otherwise it would have been terrible.

No matter how you think about it, compared to losing power and being unable to control yourself, and having your personality replaced by Zhu Yue in the end, it is undoubtedly much better to have your body deceived and have your mother and sister join the family together. Bar?

"real."

Roland's mouth widened, showing a smile like a kind person.

"In fact, your and I have exactly the same purpose, which is to clean up the ancestors of the Dead Apostles, so not only do we have no reason to be enemies, we can even be said to be allies on the same side."

"That's it."

Bai Ji breathed a sigh of relief and showed her innocent smile again.

"Sorry, I was doubting you just now."

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Roland smiled slightly. "As a saint, being misunderstood by the world when preaching is also a part of my life that I have to go through."

"I see."

Seeing the compassionate expression on Roland's face, the girl nodded thoughtfully.

Then, the conversation changed.

"If that's the case, is it because you put your hand on my chest because you were misunderstood by me?"

"..."

Killer.

Faced with this unavoidable straight shot, everyone fell into silence for a while.

"Well...if I say there is..." Roland still wanted to resist, "Would you believe it?"

"Of course I don't believe it."

Arquette answered without hesitation, with a little blush appearing on her pretty face.

Although she is exactly the same in character and actions, she is innocent and kind, even a little childish.

Being confused by Roland's questions before, trusting him after getting the answer, and taking the initiative to apologize for his own doubts were not hypocritical.

But having no common sense is two different things from being heartless.

What's more, in the true ancestor's knowledge, there are many similarities between the way of making dependents and the way humans make partners.

Even if she has never experienced it, Bai Ji can understand the meaning of having someone hold her chest.

"By the way, what is Erquette's first impression of me now?"

"He should be... a bit perverted... a good person, right?"

"That's right..."

Roland shrugged helplessly.

It was really difficult for him to pretend to be a gentleman in such an appearance.

Unless I now use my power to modify the common sense on this planet and change the way of greeting to each other's chest.

Otherwise, it may be impossible to restore the image in Erquette's heart.

"There's nothing you can do about it, just make it a mistake."

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Roland lowered his head and looked at the Vampire Queen in his arms, feeling the soft touch in his hands, and sighed as if he had made up his mind.

"Is it a mistake to make a mistake?"

Arquette tilted her head, looking puzzled.

She was about to ask——

However, Roland's movements were faster than her thoughts.

I saw his five fingers slowly tightening, changing from a flat position to a posture like the claws of a beast.

The towering plumpness of Erquette's chest was already eye-catching, far beyond the development level of girls of the same age.

Therefore, it naturally becomes trembling under pressure and gradually spreads out.

It is different from the stand-in user who was still struggling between the desires of his arms and legs when he was just starting out.

Under the influence of beautiful girls of various races and personalities in a diverse world, Roland has long since become a scumbag who can say frank words like "I want them all" without shame.

Therefore, since they are all labeled as perverts anyway, instead of letting go of them embarrassedly like a gentle male protagonist, it is better to eat the benefits that are brought to your mouth first.

"Oh, that's awesome. Although I couldn't see it at first because of the sweater, now I see that you might have the potential to sprint towards the teardrop shape."

Roland was like an antique collector holding a vase, playing with it and commenting on it with gusto.

Although this level is nothing in Azur Lane, in reality, it is already outstanding.

Because it is Gaia's darling, with the true ancestor's physique, there is no risk of maintenance or sagging, and it has both beauty and vitality.

The feeling of softness that overflows from the fingers, giving people a sense of security that is unparalleled.

"Ugh——!"

Arquette, who was still curiously watching how Roland planned to correct this disrespectful behavior at first, suddenly froze in place.

For a girl who was born noble and had been alone in the thousand-year city repeatedly sleeping, hunting, and then sleeping again, other men did not even dare to have the idea of ​​lusting after her, let alone being treated like this by a man.

"Wait, what are you doing!"

Bai Ji let out a short exclamation that was as cute as a chipmunk.

"Of course I'm doing what I should do,"

Roland said naturally.

"Since this label can no longer be removed, it's better to stick to it. Otherwise, just for taking advantage of this level, you will always treat me as such a bad existence. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage?"

"It seems reasonable... No, if you continue to maintain this kind of behavior, won't you surpass the level of perversion and reach a lower level?"

Arquette blushed and yelled in surprise.

"That's right, so being able to grasp the medium is the most critical difference between novices and veterans."

Roland said triumphantly, moving his fingers slightly, almost dancing into afterimages.

"Don't worry, you have never experienced this as a girl. With my skills, it only takes a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to prove Roland's words, Erquet's body trembled as if he was electrocuted. His whole body lay limply in Roland's arms.

The aura on his body also declined rapidly, as if his bones had been removed.

However, even so, Roland did not relax his vigilance.

Because he already had another black vampire girl as a reference, he knew very well that if it was an actual battle with real swords and guns, that would be enough. This level of not even scratching the surface would be very important to the recovery power of the True Ancestor. , it’s just a matter of a moment.

Sure enough, although the physical shake had not disappeared, Bai Ji, who was ashamed and angry, had quietly clenched her fists.

"Tianchu!"

Accompanied by Arquette's angry voice, the girl's pink fist rushed straight towards Roland's chest with the roaring wind.

Even though the resurrection of the weak state is not even considered, the body is as tattered as a rag doll, with lines left by scars everywhere, but the weak fist still contains the power to directly blow up the steamroller.

All I can say is that even though they are both blond vampires, there are differences.

"The gap caused by the starting point is really cruel, but it's a pity... it's too big!"

Roland raised the corners of his mouth and snapped his fingers casually.

Then, before the girl's fist touched him, several strips of red cloth shot out from the void and black shadow, wrapping the opponent tightly.

"Holy Cloth? And it's at the saint level?"

Erquette, who was restrained and unable to move, shrank his pupils and saw through the truth of these pieces of cloth at a glance.

As the princess of the True Ancestor, her unparalleled mystery allows her to ignore almost all modern magic techniques.

Even if it is a Noble Phantasm, if it is not used by the heroic spirit himself, the effect it can have on her is better than nothing. In the case where Roland only activated the trap and did not take action himself, the effect on her can only be prepared by God for the apostle. Noble Phantasm.

"This is the Holy Cloth of Magdalene. Although its restraining effect will be better on men, it is not bad for beings like the True Ancestor."

Roland explained calmly.

This was originally a weapon used by Kallen for self-defense, but due to her experience training Joan of Arc, she unexpectedly developed many new functions for women.

In order to have more fun, he had previously taken all the church's inventory.

"Huhu,"

Seeing Bai Ji, who was tightly tied up in a tortoise shell and completely unable to resist, the corners of Roland's mouth turned up unconsciously.

"You're so naive. You should have understood after seeing my skills. There's no way I don't have the experience to guard against girls becoming angry. If you want to sneak attack on me, you're still 20,000 years too early!"

"Woo..."

Because she was tied up like a wrapped Christmas gift, coupled with the shyness and surprise brought by the lingering sound, Erquette's chest rose and fell fiercely, and she couldn't help but make seductive and seductive gasps.

"It was a mistake. Seeing how you brought me back and assembled it, I originally thought you were a good person who made a mistake. But in the end, you didn't reflect on it seriously at all!"

The girl pouted her little mouth, showing an angry and aggrieved look.

"I'm going to forgive you for killing me."

"Unfortunately, since a long time ago, I have no distinction between good and evil. At most, I am given the title of savior or devil based on the interference caused by my gravity... Wait a minute."

Roland narrowed his eyes and suddenly reacted.

"I...kill you?" (End of Chapter)