Chapter 266 The question that no one has answered.
"Master." Camilla suddenly appeared from the shadows, holding the heavy iron maiden in her hand.
"Miss Camilla." Matthew wanted to take the Iron Maiden from Camilla's hand.
Camilla looked at Matthew, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the Iron Maiden.
Fujimaru Ritsuka is responsible for providing magic power to all of her followers. Even if she is just a magic power transfer station, she is still very tired.
"Miss Lawrence!" Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed.
At this time, Lawrence had fallen into a deep coma, and even if he lost consciousness, Lawrence's brows were furrowed together.
The gorgeous dress was in tatters, her long burgundy hair was stained with blood, and there were many tear-like wounds on her body.
Creatures like the wyvern will not lose the will to fight just because they are weak. As long as they are alive, this abominable creature will continue to launch its own attacks on all creatures it sees.
Fujimaru Ritsuka anxiously said to Mashu: "Pay attention to the surrounding alerts and don't let those bipedal flying dragons get close."
"Yes, Master!"
"Miss Camilla, please continue to support other battlefields."
"I understand." Camilla retreated again.
Fujimaru Ritsuka activated the magic circuit and placed his hands on Lawrence's body.
While transmitting magic power, you can distract yourself from performing healing magic.
"Please hold on...Miss Lawrence..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at this beautiful elder sister, gritted her teeth and endured the pain caused by the loss of magic power, squeezing herself as the master.
all functions.
In the distance, Matthew was fighting countless flying dragons.
...
"Woo, ow..."
The young vampire roared feebly.
There were dozens of [Piles] extending from the body of the Vampire King on the opposite side, and Simonetta tried her best just to block them.
In her daze, a question arose in the girl's inflexible mind.
What exactly am I fighting for...
"Give up, you young and beautiful fellow." A strange smile appeared on Vlad III's face that had changed beyond recognition.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield had reversed, but Vlad III was not aware of it at all.
Why fight...
Simonetta swung away a stake with her claws, wondering.
In my lifetime, I should have been just a purdah girl who had nothing to do with violence...
Why fight here?
Simonetta suddenly recalled the two years when he first came to Florence.
At that time, her beauty had not yet been fully revealed, let alone competed by the two brothers Lorenzo and Giuliano.
I am just one of the many girls who followed the trend and came to Florence from Genoa.
The Owes family where Harley's sister lived had taken him in for a while, with the intention of becoming a model in Florence.
Later, she did succeed. Not only did she become a model, she also became the object of competition between the two highest-ranking people in Florence.
But what were you doing before becoming a model...
Ah, I seem to have remembered something.
When I was a child, I was always a tomboy...
Even if he later became the artistic prototype of the goddess of beauty, Venus, this fact could not be changed.
When she was a child, Simonetta was a tomboy who loved to wield swords and guns, and dreamed of going to the battlefield.
Ah, that's it, that's it.
Becoming a berserker is not an assignment from Valor, but——
"I just want to fight with others——"
The girl's heroic spirit's canine teeth were exposed, and her eyes exuded a bloodthirsty light.
"Then let's be whoever you want to be this bullshit lady!"
"Becoming a vampire and trying to suck Giuliano's blood is just an imposed desire——"
"I, Simonetta, just want to kill you here!!!"
Black and red colors wrapped around Simonetta's claws, and the petite beast finally recognized its own and stared closely at its opponent.
Vlad III felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
"What?"
Simonetta disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, Vlad III only felt that his body had been stabbed hard.
Simonetta's claws dug directly into Vlad III's chest from behind.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
"The false teeth of love!!!"
"Pfft——" Feeling the danger, Vlad III wanted to take back the pile left outside his body, but felt that his body was grabbed from the middle by Simonetta, and the next move was——
She's going to tear me in half!
Without leaving Vlad III any more time to think, Simonetta roared and directly pushed Vlad III away.
It was torn into two halves, one left and one right.
The girl was bathed in blood and laughed furiously.
but......
The two halves of Vlad III's body were put together again.
Co-authoring these days, everyone has [Battle Continues], right?
The spiritual core that was split in two was reorganized, and Vlad III, the vampire archduke, stood up again with a terrifying aura.
"It's interesting, but next, I'm going to get serious - pfft."
Vlad III lowered his head tremblingly and looked at the palm protruding from his chest.
"Have a rest, the unworthy King of Vampires and the great hero of Romania." A pleasant female voice sounded behind Vlad with a hint of sigh.
"..." Vlad III was silent.
His body glowed with golden light.
"It's really sad, Yu..." He didn't turn around to look at Camilla, but just looked up to the sky and sighed, "Why is my gun to save the country always completely outweighed by my reputation as a vampire...
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The golden light dissipated, and Black Jeanne's servant, Vlad III, exited.
On the other side of the battlefield, Sanson was surrounded by a group of white angel-like objects.
That is Mozart's precious phantom - a requiem for death.
As a caster with no melee capabilities, Mozart's spiritual base was already riddled with holes.
Sanson covered his ears with one hand, while the other hand continued to chop Mozart without stopping.
"You... hateful bastard!" Sansong's mood was affected by the requiem, and he cried with snot and tears.
"Don't be like this, my friend." Mozart just stood there, looking at Sanson with a smile.
"Shut up!" Sanson yelled in collapse.
"..." Mozart continued to play.
"Mary has passed away. If your anger cannot be calmed, then let the requiem calm everything down."
Mozart was obviously about to disappear, but he was still smiling.
Both men loved the queen.
However, one was just cursing like crazy and asking in pain why she didn't die in his own hands.
The other one just wanted to comfort this miserable man.
Sansong knelt on the ground, his whole body exuding golden light.
"Mary...it's so noisy...Mozart..." Sanson, who had already collapsed, gave up his resistance and voluntarily chose to leave.
"Speaking of which, it seems that you are still a fan of my music?" Mozart also glowed with golden light and asked with a smile.