"The Lord." Camilla suddenly appeared from the shadow, holding the heavy Iron Virgin in her hand.
"Miss Camilla." Mathue wanted to take over the Iron Virgin from Camilla's hands.
Camilla looked at Mathue, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the Iron Virgin.
Fujimaru Takaya is responsible for providing magic power to all her followers. Even if she is just a magic transfer station, she is very tired.
"Miss Lawrence!" Fujimaru Rika exclaimed.
At this time, Lawrence had fallen into a deep coma, and even though he had lost consciousness, Lawrence's brows were furrowed together.
The gorgeous dress became torn, the long and soft burgundy hair was stained with blood, and there were many torn wounds on its body.
A creature like a bipedal flying dragon will not lose its will to fight because of its weakness. As long as it is still alive, this abominable creature will continue to attack all the creatures it sees.
Fujimaru Rika said anxiously to Mashu: "Pay attention around you and don't let those two-legged flying dragons get close."
"Yes, Lord!"
"Miss Camilla, please continue to support other battlefields."
"I understand." Camilla disappeared again.
Fujimaru Rika drives the magic circuit and presses her hands on Lawrence.
Transmit magic power while distracting the spirit to perform healing magic.
"Please hold on...Miss Lawrence..." Fujimaru Rika looked at this beautiful elder sister, gritted her teeth and endured the pain caused by the lack of magic, and squeezed all her role as the Lord.
In the distance, Mashu was fighting countless bipedal dragons.
......
"Woooooooooooooooo..."
The young vampire roared weakly.
There were more than a dozen [stakes] extending from the body of the vampire king opposite, and Simonetta had tried his best just to block it.
While feeling drowsy, a question arose in the girl's inflexible mind.
What exactly did I fight for...
"Give up, a young and beautiful person." A strange smile appeared on Vlad III's face, which had been beyond recognition.
The situation on the battlefield at this time had reversed, but Vlad III did not realize it at all.
Why fight...
Simonetta waved a stake with his claws, thinking confused.
During my lifetime, I should have been just a lady in the deep boudoir who had nothing to do with violence...
Why fight here?
Simonetta suddenly recalled the two years he had just arrived in Florence.
At that time, his beauty had not been fully revealed, nor was it contested by the two brothers Lorenzo and Giuliano.
I am just one of the many women who followed the trend and came to Florence from Geana.
The Orwys family where Hallie's sister lives once took her in for a while, intending to make herself a model in Florence.
Later, she did succeed. Not only did she become a model, but she also became the target of the two with the highest status in Florence.
But what did you do before becoming a model...
Ah, I think I've remembered it a little.
When I was a kid, I was always a tomboy...
Even if it became the artistic prototype of the goddess Venus later, it could not be changed.
When he was a child, Simonetta was a tomboy who liked to dance with swords and guns and wanted to go to the battlefield.
Ah, so that's it, so that's it.
Becoming a berserker is not an assignment of a heroic throne, but—
"I simply want to fight with people-"
The girl's heroic canine teeth were exposed, and her eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light.
"That shitty lady, whoever loves to be the one who she wants to be!
"Being a vampire and trying to suck Giuliano's blood is just that imposed wish-"
"I, Simoneta, just want to kill you here!!!"
The black and red colors wrapped around Simonetta's sharp claws, and finally recognized his petite beast staring at his opponent.
Vlad III felt a palpitation for no reason.
"What?"
Simonetta disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Vlad III only felt his body being stabbed hard.
Simonetta's sharp claws grabbed Vlad III's chest from behind.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh--"
"The false teeth of love!!!"
"Puff--" Vlad III, who felt the danger, wanted to retract the pile left outside, but felt that his body was caught by Simonetta from the middle, and the next move was-
She wants to tear me in half!
Without leaving Vlad III for more time to think, Simonetta roared and directly called Vlad III.
Teared into two halves on the left and right.
The girl was bathed in blood and laughed wildly.
but......
Vlad III's two halves of body were combined together again.
With this past few days, everyone has [Fight Continuation], right?
The spirit core that was divided into two was reorganized, Vlad III, the Vampire Grand Duke, stood up again with a terrifying aura.
"Interesting, but next, I'm going to be serious—puff."
Vlad III lowered his head tremblingly and looked at the palm that poked out from his chest.
"Stay off, the unworthy king of vampire, the great hero of Romania." The nice female voice rang behind Vlad with a hint of sighing.
"..." Vlad III was silent.
His body shone with golden light.
"It's so sad, Yu..." He didn't turn his head to look at Camilla, but just sighed to the sky, "Why has my country-saving gun been completely overwhelmed by my reputation as a vampire..."
The golden light dissipated, and the follower of Joan of Black Arc, Vlad III, left the stage.
On the other side of the battlefield, Sansone was surrounded by a group of white angel-like objects.
That is Mozart's treasure - the Soul-Suppressing Song dedicated to the God of Death.
As a caster without melee ability, Mozart has long been riddled with holes.
Sansong covered his ears with one hand, while the other hand was still chopping Mozart without stopping.
"You... abominable bastard!" Sangsong's emotions were affected by the Soul-Sheng song, and he cried with tears in his eyes.
"Don't do this, my friend." Mozart stood there and looked at Sanson with a smile.
"Shut up!" Sanson yelled in a collapse.
"..." Mozart continued to play.
"Mary has passed away. If your anger cannot be calmed, then let Soul-Supering Song and soothe everything."
Mozart was almost dissipated, but he was still smiling.
Both men love the queen.
However, a man was just cursing like crazy, asking painfully why she didn't die in her hands.
To be continued...