episode_0215

Late at night.

No, it’s a world that looks too similar to night to be called night.

The Albatea Counts’ Castle can be said to be a castle that never sleeps, with no distinction between day and night, except for the red light hanging from the Blood Curtain ceiling.

Thud, thud.

A woman is walking down that sleepless street.

Gray hair and red eyes.

She had the appearance of a typical vampire, and her appearance was no different from that of the vampires that filled the streets, but on her lower abdomen was a brightly shining seal that was incomparable to that of other vampires.

“Your Majesty.”

Several vampires moved together, bowing politely to the woman.

The clothes the woman was wearing were extremely revealing, but the thing on her head was clearly that of a ‘priest’.

“Yes, sister.”

“That’s… Priest Dahlia, right?”

“That’s right.”

Priestess Dahlia.

She, who had become a vampire, bowed her head towards the people of the realm who had become vampires with an elegant voice.

“What are your concerns?”

“No, no. Something noble…I thought you guys might be going to fight somewhere with serious faces.”

“So are you trying to help me?”

“Yes, well, we were also…adventurers, right?”

The women smiled bashfully, each pointing to the weapons they had.

“It might not be of much help to us, but….”

“If there is a way to help, it would be according to God’s will.”

Dahlia answered, clasping her hands together.

“Just follow what Azazel says. His words are the laws of this city, and the will that spreads through him is the will of God.”

“Ho, is the rumor true?”

“Rumors?”

“The rumor is that the Goddess…sent that ‘assistant teacher’ down to the human world as an adult and an apostle.”

Dahlia laughs softly at the vampires’ words.

It’s an ambiguous laugh that’s neither negative nor positive.

“If that’s true, then you’ve been blessed by God.”

“Blessing…?”

“If becoming a vampire is the will of the goddess, then wouldn’t the power gained by becoming a vampire be divine power?”

“Is it okay for a priest to say something like that…?”

“Actually.”

Dahlia stretched her hand forward and used her divine power.

“Eek?!”

The vampires, frightened and thinking they were being attacked, retreated greatly, but Dahlia’s white divine power mixed with her veins enveloped them like the spirit of the wind.

“Ahh….”

“Look. Is this divine power harming you now?”

The divine power written by the Goddess’ priest has no effect on vampires.

The doubts many people had about becoming a vampire.

The suspicion was confirmed by the divine power used by the priestess of the goddess, and that of a priestess who had become a vampire.

“You are not demons. The reason vampires are called demons is because the Demon King forcibly dragged vampires into the demon tribe.”

“Oh, as expected…!”

“You are a vampire different from the vampires known to the public. I do not increase the vampire species by contaminating others with blood.”

Dahlia made a ring with her hand and pretended to stick her finger inside it, smiling faintly.

“You are giving birth to children through this, just as you were when you were human. To some, this may be the most vulgar and impure act, but to others, it may be the noble and sacred act of creating life.”

“The activity of creating life…!”

“So, if you happen to do it.”

Dahlia pointed with her eyes at the women and the large men standing behind them.

“If you do it backwards, do it only once or twice.”

“!!”

“To avoid falling into mannerism, to liven up the mood. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes! Thank you, Father! But, apart from that-”

“You don’t necessarily have to go to battle. If you really want to help, the easiest and fastest way to help is to have sex, have children, start a family, and let a new vampire be born.”

The women’s eyes light up.

At the same time, the expressions of the men standing behind become pale.

“That, priest. But you’re not fighting and just staying there…”

“Are you saying you want to fight because you don’t want to have sex right now?”

“Oh, how could that be!”

The men waved their hands in denial in response to Dahlia’s question.

“We just…!”

“You just have to do your best to have children while having sex. That is the most certain and correct way for you to show your faith in the Goddess.”

“Goddess….”

“Even if you become a vampire, your divine powers will not disappear and you can become pregnant. You can even walk around in front of a statue of the goddess without any problems. How could this not be the will of the goddess?”

“……Goddess.”

The women put their hands together and prayed.

“Okay, we’ll take our leave now. But just in case, your Majesty and…”

The women glanced at the vulva carved into Dahlia’s lower abdomen.

“…If you, nobles, are in danger, we will help you too. It is the least we can do to repay you for giving us youth and a second life.”

“Yes, the apostle will be pleased too. Please, have a pleasant sex.”

Dahlia nodded slightly at the women.

Soon the women put down their weapons and headed to their respective homes, taking the men who had followed them.

Judging from their appearance alone, it looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s dating a woman in her late 20s or early 30s.

However, all of those women were of similar age to middle-aged men, and when they became vampires, they became brimming with life force.

It would certainly be rude to say that the expressions on the faces of the men being dragged away by them looked somewhat like those of cattle being dragged to a slaughterhouse.

“……haha.”

Dahlia looked at those people and walked towards a certain place.

A quiet chapel.

Dahlia slowly opened the tightly closed iron door to the left and right.

Squeak.

The red seal engraved on the iron door gleamed as the door opened, and Dahlia entered the chapel with leisurely steps.

“…Huh?”

In the middle.

“Dahlia. What’s wrong with you?”

Dahlia was greeted by the old vampire butler, Arcamond, who was praying with his hands clasped together while looking up at the statue of the goddess.

“I thought you were having fun out there with the other vampires.”

“It’s not my taste because I’m not really a sleeper.”

“Huh.”

Arcamond frowns at Dahlia’s approach.

“If you use the power of sexual magic, you can have an indirect experience of sex. …Maybe-”

“That’s not it, Chief of Staff.”

Dahlia stood in front of the statue of the goddess, the corners of her lips pouting.

“Why would I be talking about other dicks when the one that has the best sex is the one? Well, I may have misinterpreted the expression a little.”

“…You didn’t do it on purpose, did you?”

Akamond stretched his hand out to the side.

“If you asked with that intention, I have no choice but to dispose of you.”

Red nails formed by magic gleam on Akamond’s hands.

“There can be no one other than the trainer in the vampire army. It is even more impossible for a woman with the trainer’s vagina to touch another man’s penis.”

“By any chance, is the assistant instructor the son of the chief of staff?”

“What?”

“I don’t understand why you would leave the girl you’ve taken care of for a long time in the care of a complete stranger.”

“…You may not know.”

Arcamond pushed up his glasses and clasped his hands together toward the statue of the goddess.

“The assistant instructor is a treasure sent by the god of magic to our vampire clan. He is also the only person that the young lady, who had never opened her heart to anyone, showed affection for. ”

“Hey.”

“If he hadn’t been there, the young lady would have passed away without ever being able to enjoy the joy of being a woman. Either killed by the Demon King, or killed by the Hero. Of course… some crazy guys could have tried to rape the young lady. The young lady is so pretty, and there are actually adventurers and demons who say such things.”

Anger slowly began to build up in Akamond’s voice.

“The instructor gave our legion the power to tear apart the mouths of such men. Including the three S-class adventurers, and even the vampires here in Albatea.”

“Is he a successor you can trust and leave it to?”

“That’s true, but…I’ll keep it to yourself.”

Arcamond looked up at the statue again and smiled faintly.

“If I had a son, I would want to raise him like him.”

“……I see. I understand, haha.”

“It’s a little embarrassing to say this, but-”

The moment Akamond turned his head to the side.

“……!!”

The moment he looked at Dahlia, he felt a sense of foreboding.

“What…?”

The moment I turned my head and looked at the statue of the goddess, then looked at Dahlia again.

“What, what…?”

“……Hmm.”

The smile disappeared from Akamond’s face, and Dahlia silently raised an index finger.

“I think the same thing too?”

Dahlia folded all her fingers and held up only her index finger, placing it on her lips.

“As the opponent of the Demon King who is trying to stop the reproduction of all life, I have chosen the most suitable ‘hero’.”

“That…!”

“Shhh.”

Dahlia winked one eye.

“……Huh?”

The moment Dahlia closed her eyes and opened them.

“…Submaster. Why am I here…?”

Dahlia, whose eyes seemed to have lost some of their light, asked Akamond with a blank expression.

“…It’s nothing.”

Arcamond looked up at the statue of the goddess and clasped his hands together.

“Let me pray to God. For my queen.”

Behind Akamond with both eyes closed.

Dahlia is smiling.