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Electric fly swatter
‘···This can’t be happening.’
Gambas bared his fangs at the sight before his eyes.
I wondered how a human could be so strong… no, whether he was even human in the first place.
Numerous vampires were torn apart by the man’s sword and hands.
Even though vampires are predators that prey on humans, I was helpless against one of them.
The bastard didn’t stop. He came at me with fangs embedded everywhere, red blood gushing out.
Because he was wearing a helmet, his face could not be seen, making his appearance even more bizarre. He looked like a ‘Knight of Death’ who knew no pain and only cared about killing.
Gambas was afraid.
“What are you doing?! Go away!”
Gambas blushed at the fact that he felt fear and gave orders to the ones around him. The ones with faces that looked like they had drunk orc blood ran forward, shouting.
“Oh, it stings. Bite gently, kid.”
A guy who cracks jokes that don’t match his messed up body.
The sense of alienation made him even more fearful, but Gambas felt his spirit rise as he watched the red blood flowing through the bastard’s body. Of the 40 numbers, only five remained, but the bastard was a mess.
There was still a fat vampire named Gel Bachtor there.
It was clear that he would be useful, since he had drunk as much blood as I did.
“Run away···”
“Shut up, Gel Bachtorah. Attack.”
Gambas concentrated and ordered Gel Bakhtora.
Gel Bakhtora’s wavering eyes disappeared.
Grow up!!
Bakhtora, who had lost his wits, charged at him, while Gembass gathered his strength.
As the blood of other vampires around him flowed into him, his appearance began to change.
This is possible because they are sown from one.
That was the reason they sent them ahead.
Kwaaaaang!
Gel Bachtorah and the guy got tangled up.
The bastard was hidden behind Gel Bachtorah and was not visible.
‘Is this what it felt like?’
He opened his palm and a giant hand covered him. It felt like he was wearing armor made of black blood.
That was when.
Snap.
Gel Bachtor’s back was torn apart with a strange sound.
The bastard came running out, his guts spilling out, his black blood and flesh torn apart.
“Tsk, this is annoying. Will eating that recharge my batteries?”
The bastard looked at himself and muttered something unintelligible to himself.
“You insolent human. Humans are our food.”
Gambas muttered, his anger growing.
He had made his armor out of black blood, so it was impenetrable without an aura. Even though the bastard was monstrously strong and vicious, he could not defeat him.
“Oh, really? Not bad.”
The guy muttered something again.
Gambas gathered all his strength and ran forward.
The surrounding scenery became longer because of how fast it was moving.
‘I was afraid for nothing···.’
When you mutter while looking at a guy who doesn’t react even though you’ve approached him right in front of you.
The bastard’s sword moved.
A blue line was drawn in the air.
‘Come on?! You were a knight! You kept it a secret until now···.’
Bam-.
The horrified face of the swordsman rolled across the floor.
“I guess I’m going to shit blood again.”
The man grumbled as he put something that had fallen from Gambas’ body into his mouth.
The vampire15 who had been watching him from hiding trembled.
“Aren’t you going to attack?”
“Yes? Yes. I’m a prostitute vampire, so I don’t like fighting.”
At the man’s question, Vampire 15 quickly tore his chest, twisted his posture, and tried to raise the corners of his mouth.
“Really? A prostitute-vampire? That’s strange.”
“Yes, I guess there are a lot of male vampires.”
“Then, you must know quite a bit, right? After all, men open their mouths in bed.”
“Yes! There are so many. So many that I don’t know where to start…”
“Tell me. And why does your body keep twisting? Do you want to get hit?”
“Yes? Oh… no.”
Vampire 15 was startled by the man’s question and started rambling about everything he knew.
‘Why the fangs?’
The man began to pick at the corpse’s fangs while listening to the story. At the sight, Vampire 15 trembled and moved his mouth viciously.
Vampire 15 instinctively felt that the moment his words ended, his life would also end.
“···no see.”
“I see.”
“I… I’m a really kind vampire! Human blood doesn’t suit my taste, so I only drink pig blood or chicken blood… And I also give them really cheap, really cheap prices….”
Vampire 15 twisted his body to seduce his opponent while shedding tears. However, his opponent approached him without giving any particular response.
The numerous fangs hanging from the man’s belt shook with every step, sending a chill down Vampire 15’s chest.
Soon, the man crouched down in front of Vampire 15. Through the gap in the unidentifiable black helmet, I could see the man’s eyes. Pure and unwavering, they were eyes I had never seen before.
“Not drinking human blood… Hmm… Are you a vegetarian or something?”
“Yes! Yes! That’s right! How could I, a human being, drink human blood? Only the most wicked ones would drink human blood, but I became a vampire for simple cosmetic purposes!”
It was then. The man sank one of his unusually large fangs into Vampire 15’s chest. Cold black blood sprayed out. Intense pain followed. Vampire 15 shuddered.
“Human blood smells different.”
The man’s eyes, visible beyond the helmet, became even deeper.
It seemed as if it was enduring something… It was similar to the eyes of a vampire smelling human blood.
‘···It was a predatory demon.’
If he wasn’t a demon, there was no way he could tell by the smell of blood. There was clearly a ‘predatory demon’ hunting the same demons.
Vampire 15 felt his lie exposed and shut his eyes tightly.
Fortunately, the pain didn’t last long.
***
‘A vampire prostitute… I guess a vampire priest will appear soon.’
I muttered as I pulled out the guy’s fangs.
I was collecting fangs because I thought they might be quite expensive. I also felt like I would be at a loss if I didn’t pick up anything.
At that moment, I turned my head at the sound of someone and saw a bloody, black, dead body standing next to the door.
“This side is finished too.”
Nod.
The lungs were slightly out of breath and his eyes were brighter than usual.
‘···I really enjoy catching demons.’
I revised my plan as I reviewed the information I had heard from the prostitute vampire.
Because the initial plan was generous, there was a lot of room for additions in between. That’s why the plan had to be made with plenty of leeway.
‘The most difficult thing is to take the market out···.’
First, I got up from my seat.
He looked up at me with eyes that were filled with anticipation. Those eyes were even brighter than when the cake was in front of him.
The accident couldn’t have been half-hearted.
He had to be so big that he was untouchable that others would think about putting him to sleep before catching the culprit.
I checked out the window.
This must have been an important place for vampires, as quite a few of them were flocking to the large fire.
The men with their fangs extended approached the mansion.
Their appearance was just like moths flying to a flame.
Nod.
The lungs nodded vigorously.
I nodded along.
The back of the lung-level gun looked like a majestic hunting dog.
At that moment, the lungs broke the window and rushed out, sending out a splendid light.
‘No, it’s an electric fly swatter.’
I smiled slightly and readjusted my grip on the sword.
***
“Hey, Dante. Are you crazy? Weren’t you the one who said we shouldn’t bump into anyone until we’ve gathered all the second-level managers? And you haven’t even figured out all the vampires yet!”
The old Grun, the leader of the cute rabbits, frowned and opened his mouth. The leader of the cool daggers, Joe Anderson, also nodded.
The lone wolf started working without saying anything, and I hurriedly followed him. I wasn’t even properly prepared for the sudden situation.
“I am no longer Dante. I am Danso. Remember that.”
“What the hell is that···.”
Grun was speechless at the unexpected answer.
Dante was the one with the most intelligence among them. He suddenly raised the number of people and declared himself to be ‘Danso’…
“Are you crazy? Did you get bitten by a vampire?”
Joe Anderson, who had never been fond of Dante, immediately appeared out of turn. He seemed to be in a very uncomfortable mood as he twirled the dagger in his hand.
“Look, Joe Anderson. This isn’t something we should be doing alone… And Dante, shouldn’t you at least explain to us how things are going?”
Grun said to Joe Anderson.
“We had no chance of winning anyway.”
“But it’s clear that you···.”
“Since the second-class manager Fenne has already passed, it will collapse in an instant. That’s why I told you, Joe Anderson, to manage it properly… Tsk. Anyway, of all the time left, now is the time with the highest odds of winning.”
Dante spoke firmly. Joe Anderson turned his head, his expression turning sour.
“No matter what, you have to give them time to prepare… If you make such arbitrary decisions and do things like this….”
Grun tried to suppress his anger and said.
“Have you ever seen a typhoon coming with warning?”
“What is that···.”
Grun was impressed by Dante’s unexpected remark.
“The typhoon has come and we just have to move with it. All we can do is pray that the typhoon moves towards the vampires.”
It was an incomprehensible piece of nonsense, but when it came out of Dante’s mouth, Grun wondered if he was just being stupid.
“Dante!! What is this all of a sudden!”
At that moment, the second-class manager, Shone, came running out of breath.
Grun and Joe Anderson hastily bowed their heads and stepped back. Still, they were second-class administrators, so they could take care of that crazy Dante…
“I am no longer Dante, I am Danso.”
“Huh? Oh, Danso-nim, so what’s going on here!”
“He has come.”
“If it’s him… Aaron? Oh, really?!”
“Yes. That is what he commanded.”
“Hmm… like back then?”
“yes.”
Grun became anxious at the sight of Shone’s shining eyes.
“But since you came to Karzan, why didn’t you look for me first? It must have been hard for a foreigner to find his way around.”
“Oh, tell him to meet me at the ‘Choked Pig’ after work.”
“Of course! There’s no way you’d forget me! We were the ones who turned Karzan into a sea of fire together back then!”
‘···?’
Shona appeared a little different from her usual upright and calm appearance.
“So how is it going?”
“I started the first one, and then he gave me the signal for the next one···.”
Kwaaaaang-!!
··· did.
Dante’s words were interrupted by the sound of an explosion that was heard just then.
Grun turned his head blankly at the hot wind blowing in. The place where the explosion occurred was the mansion of the evil Gel Bachtorra.
“It’s a signal.”
“···yes.”
“Come on, everyone, thank you for holding back so long! Let’s drive out those vampires! Fighting!”
Grun’s mind returned to Shoune’s shout.
I don’t know what’s going on, but…
Because it has already started.
It was not a time to question, it was a time to move.
“Everyone, bring your extension cords!!”
Grun shouted loudly and pulled out a chisel and hammer from his waistband.
***
“Damn it! How do you expect us to deal with vampires….”
“If you have time to whine, swing a hammer, you little punk!!”
Even though he was being pushy, Grun was no different.
At first, I thought Dante was crazy. Or he had given up. Even so, Grun had no choice.
Anyway, if the ‘Lone Wolf’ side collapsed, it was obvious who would be next.
All I could do was swing the hammer.
It took four men to fight one vampire. Even that was tight, so one more man had to be added at a leisurely pace.
‘There are fewer vampires than I thought.’
It was clearly related to that ‘signal’ thing from earlier.
For some reason, the vampires were showing their power more openly than before, and it was clearly to the advantage of the humans.
“Fulfill the dark duty of humanity!!”
Because I was able to bring out the hidden articles.
Blue lights rose up everywhere. Knights with faces that looked like they had chewed shit rushed out.
The most important thing to do when dealing with vampires was to recruit knights. After all, the most effective way to hunt demons was through the inquisitors and knights.
Unlike the heretic inquisitors who acted despite their ignorance, the knights did not move unless the demons were clearly present. Some of them even hurriedly left Karzan.
The vampires also knew this, so they were secretly increasing their power in places that could not be seen···.
‘Why did you suddenly show your power?’
At that moment, three men collapsed at the same time, vomiting blood.
A vampire that licks the blood of those who are excited.
He was stronger than other vampires.
It was impossible for them.
The article should appear…
Grun instinctively took a step back.
That moment.
Something was approaching the guy at a fast pace.
And then a white line was drawn.
The bastard’s head rolled on the floor.
What appeared was a tall, beautiful woman wearing silver armor.
‘···The Inquisitor?’
The woman took out the mace from her waist and began to strike the man’s already shattered head.
Thump, thump, thump.
Grun shuddered at the grotesque sight.
The noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet.
“table tennis.”
Soon, a woman made entirely of meat looked around and spoke. Her voice was very small, but it was audible because the surroundings were very quiet.
at that time.
“around!”
A deep voice was heard from somewhere.
The woman nodded vigorously and disappeared.
‘···table tennis?’
Grun gulped as he looked at the chunk of meat that remained.
***
‘The sun will shine on my path.’
Brighton, who arrived following the child, muttered a small prayer.
A slum with shabby buildings built close together.
The child shivered as he pointed to the shabbiest house among them.
There was no sense of life, as there should have been if there were people. It was a good hour, but it was too quiet. It was as if everyone was dead.
Brighton pondered for a moment what he could do. As someone who had practiced his faith by holding on to the Bible all his life, only a few ideas came to mind.
‘I wish that vampire hated the Bible as much as Honorary Monk Aaron.’
Brighton smiled bitterly and patted the child’s head.
“I… am over there.”
The child pleaded, dragging his Brighton habit.
“Okay, I’ll check it out. Hey, can you help me too?”
“Yes. Please. Please, we···.”
“Okay. First, calm down. When you’re excited about something, you tend to make mistakes.”
Brighton nodded, the corners of his lips rising heavily to reassure the child.
‘What you can do.’
Besides prayer and Bible reading, there were a few other things.
“Will you run down this road and shout ‘Aaron!’? If a big man comes, point him this way, and if he’s late, tell him it’s the fifth service. That should be enough.”
“···yes!”
Brighton patted the child on the back for answering happily and headed to the child’s house.
“Aaron!! Aaron!!”
Laughing softly at the sound of a child’s scream from behind.
The house was dark because the sun did not shine in.
Brighton entered the house without hesitation.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air.
It smelled similar to the scent of the Honorary Monk Aaron.
Ugh···.
A groan of pain.
The back of the man with his face buried in the woman’s neck was visible.
Brighton held tightly to the Bible he always carried and recited the prayer. It was the only thing he knew how to do.
‘···What a useless person.’
He opened his mouth with a self-deprecating laugh.
“No matter how dark the road you walk, the sun will shine on your path…”
Snap.
The man turned his head with a strange sound. The man with blood on his lips smiled at Brighton.
‘He’s not just a simple vampire.’
“Even if it feels dark, if you have faith and belief within you, you will not lose your way.”
Brighton spoke firmly and drew up his divine power.
A brilliant light drove away the surrounding darkness and illuminated the interior. The smiling man frowned and opened his mouth wide.
Fangs as sharp as daggers.
The abbot continued reading the Bible.
The man hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head and held out his hand toward the light.
His fingertips were burning, but the man raised the corners of his mouth.
“It only hurts a little.”
The man muttered softly, almost whispering, and pushed his hand in further.
Phage crackle-!
There was a louder commotion, but the man looked down at his burnt hand, grumbling.
“Shadows are pushed by light, and darkness is pushed by the sun. If you believe….”
“A priest whose faith wavers… Yours is not as strong as it appears. It is only a little hot.”
The man’s mutterings pierced Brighton’s sore spot. Brighton shook his head slightly and recited the prayer louder.
“If your god really shines like the sun···.”
Phagejik-.
The man approached slowly. Sparks flew and the bright light tried to push him away, but the man only grimaced.
The sun will shine on the path ahead.
Brighton continued to mutter.
Because that was all he could do.
“Where are you now?”
Phage crackle-!!
Soon the man came within arm’s reach.
The man’s skin burned and gave off a foul odor. He was a hideous man, but he was still smiling.
The man’s wicked tongue whispered words that stirred the sunken things of Brighton. As the sunken things rose, the light grew fainter.
The sun-.
“I can’t see it.”
The man held out both hands.
A hand, its skin burnt and muscles exposed, slowly approached me.
The only thing that seemed to be what the bastard said was that horrible hand.
bang.
At that moment, the sound of something breaking was heard from afar.
“···I don’t know where he is.”
Brighton stopped praying and faced the man.
“Are you giving up? The one that glows looks more delicious.”
A man with a melted face and exposed gums clenched his teeth.
bang!
The sound gradually came closer.
“I know this.”
Brighton spoke in a firmer voice than when he recited the prayer.
The man nodded his head vertically.
“The vampire hunter Tak-gu is approaching.”
Brighton, who had been laughing bitterly, took a step back.
Kwaaaaang!!
“Vampire like this dog!”
Something burst out of the wall and grabbed the man and disappeared. It was so fast that his figure was a blur.
“The Legendary Vampire Hunter Table Tennis!!”
‘What did I just say···.’
A moment later, Brighton’s face burned at the sound of a shout from afar.
Brighton fiddled with the Bible for a moment, then hurriedly approached the collapsed woman.
A faint breath.
It was a critical situation, but fortunately it was not.
“May the sun shine on your path.”
Because healing was one of the few long-term goals he had.
***
‘lol.’
The weasel continued to laugh as he looked at the two sticks in his hands. He just laughed because he wanted to laugh. He also cried and laughed because he had tears in his eyes.
I needed to pee, so I just peed.
What was once one will be divided into two, so what’s the use of all that?
He hesitated for a moment as if he needed to take a dump, then shook his head. It didn’t seem right.
I was just blankly staring at the camera when a brilliant idea suddenly occurred to me.
‘What if I get really hurt?! What if I lose a fight for my life with a vampire and he breaks the stick?!’
The weasel shook its head furiously at the smell of life wafting from somewhere.
It wasn’t a bad plan.
Even though he’s a brat, he’s a brat who seems to be able to tell right from wrong.
‘Let’s go out. Let’s go out and get beaten up by vampires. Just enough so that we don’t die.’
I thought about self-harm, but he was a guy with a weird sense of humor.
It was clear that it would be better for the lower body to endure a little pain rather than doing something unnecessarily clumsy.
The weasel quietly pushed the stone away and came out.
It was extremely noisy outside.
‘They said it was a festival, but is it really a festival?’
Fires burning everywhere and people screaming.
It was like a festival.
The weasel came out after looking around, shook off its clothes, and moved around to find a place where a vampire might be.
‘Start by hitting the back of the head of a guy with moderately large canines… and then tossing and turning… and sticking a stick in its snout… perfect!’
It was a perfect plan, but there was a big problem.
‘···There are no vampires?’
No matter how much I wandered around, I couldn’t see any vampires. I heard it was a vampire world, but wherever I went, there were only corpses.
‘What happened···.’
The city that had been intact until just a moment ago was now in ruins.
There were more than a few collapsed buildings and corpses were rolling around. The night was bright because of the flames burning everywhere.
The strange thing is…
‘Why do you like them?’
The thing was that all those covered in blood were cheering. They were so happy that they even shed tears of joy, like soldiers who had won a war.
‘No, this is not the time. One is two, one is two.’
The weasel walked hurriedly, reciting a slogan.
I walked around the castle but couldn’t find the vampire. I thought about just asking people to beat him up, but I thought he’d notice.
‘lol···.’
The weasel squatted down and began to laugh again.
I just laughed because it made me laugh.
Then, looking at the chicken coop next to me, I remembered a method used in the old village. In the village, when something broke, they would often use egg white to fix it.
‘Yes! Egg whites!’
The weasel quickly entered the chicken coop.
A chicken with a particularly large mane and a size half that of a grown man glared at him and then rushed at him, and the weasel showed him the fear of humans.
After a brief pause, he took out five eggs from the corner and went outside.
He placed a stick on a flat stone and sprinkled egg white on it. Hoho- He blew hot breath on it and coagulated it···.
A moment later, the weasel smiled brightly, holding the perfectly attached stick.
‘One is better than two!’
Considering the meticulousness of the cubs, there was a possibility that they could check their functions. The weasel then took a stick and looked for a suitable place.
There was a wall in the middle like a castle, and the wide and high wall seemed appropriate for the opponent.
The weasel took up a stance like a knight preparing to duel in front of him and held out his stick.
“Take this! You little shit!”
I pressed the button on the stick…
“huh?”
There was no response. I pressed the button several times and hit it with my fist, and suddenly the stick started vibrating with a ‘whistling…’ sound.
The stick didn’t stop there, but gradually became hotter and soon turned red.
Even though the weasel was a layman in magic, it was clear that something was wrong.
“Calm down. Calm down, Stickman. Don’t get excited!”
The weasel was startled and tried to gently coax the stick, but the vibration only grew stronger.
Soon the vibrations grew more intense and the humming grew louder. The weasel’s head spun around in the face of the crisis that had come again.
“Aright!!”
The weasel threw the stick over the wall and jumped back, hiding behind the most sturdy-looking building to catch his ragged breath.
However, even though quite some time had passed and there was no response, I stuck my head out.
‘What? It’s nothing?’
When I muttered ‘one is two…’ again.
Kwaaaaaaaah-!!
A huge explosion occurred, the largest I’ve ever seen in my life.
The thick and high wall collapsed, revealing what was inside.
The large, sturdy castle was half-collapsed.
The imperial flag hanging above it.
The imperial flag was burning.
“Hehehe··· Hehehe.”
The weasel just smiled at him.
The laughter continued, but tears also came out.
So I laughed and cried.
Beep beep-
Beep beep-
The imperial flag was burned!
Declaration of war against the Empire!
···lol.
The weasel just kept laughing.
I just laughed.
