Ch.271Side Story – The Adventures of Isaac Adler (7)

The duel between Lady Joanne Clay and Miss Wilson, the pure-blooded vampire, ended with, well, quite a brutal result.

“Let go, let go! You fucking bitch!”

“No, you let go. You red-headed whore!”

Looking at those two pulling each other’s hair while completely exhausted, reeking of sweet blood, in front of the completely devastated border, I can’t help but feel my legs weaken.

‘It definitely started as an impressive duel.’

Though it’s devolved into a dogfight now, their battle was initially more spectacular than any fight I’d ever witnessed.

Blood magic that scattered like cherry blossoms as they spilled each other’s blood everywhere, the magnificent summoning formations of their familiars that were just as evenly matched as their masters. Not to mention the intense reading of each other’s moves and physical combat.

Anyway, while the battlefield had been filled with such dazzling techniques, as the battle dragged on, the two girls inevitably faced the chronic problem of vampires.

That problem being none other than stamina depletion.

Vampires, whose main techniques are blood magic that consumes their own blood, naturally suffer from extreme stamina drain.

Of course, this isn’t usually a problem. Vampires’ blood magic boasts such powerful firepower that it can overwhelm almost any magic unless facing someone as strong as the Professor. So it’s simply a matter of eliminating the opponent before running out of stamina.

However, the problem in this battle was that both sides were evenly matched in combat skills, and both were vampires.

In such a situation, normally Lady Clay should have been at a disadvantage against a pure-blood, but it seemed she had improved her combat skills to match during her years under the Professor.

“Let go, I said, you mosquito bitch!”

“That would be you. How dare you, locked up in Romania, pathetically sending bats to masturbate to your defeats…!”

The result is the current stalemate.

Having completely depleted their blood, Lady Clay and Miss Wilson were entangled, pulling at each other’s hair like elementary school children fighting in a playground.

‘…Should I break them up?’

I briefly considered it, but then quietly shook my head and turned my steps in the opposite direction.

To be honest, this is my only chance to escape.

No matter which of them wins, I’ll probably be imprisoned.

The only difference is whether it’s in Romania or in a secret mansion.

“…Hup.”

Fortunately, the two vampires are too busy glaring at each other to pay attention to me.

So if I hold my breath and slowly, very slowly walk in the opposite direction…

“Hehe.”

“Ah.”

“Master. Where are you going?”

That was my plan as I took a few steps, but someone blocked my path before I could get far.

“This is the opposite direction from the border.”

“……”

“Weren’t you trying to escape to Switzerland?”

With the purest expression possible, which somehow made it all the more chilling, the owner of that smile was none other than Silver Blaze.

“Oh, were you trying to escape in the opposite direction because the front is blocked?”

“Ha, haha…”

“Then go ahead and try to escape. Go on! If you think you can’t make it, should I count to 1000 before catching you?”

With her hands behind her back and a bright smile, she suddenly thrust her head forward and whispered in my ear.

“But you know, you’re still slower than me.”

“……”

“Even if I hop on one foot, you can’t outrun me.”

The grip of her hand on my shoulder tightens as she says this.

‘Huh, was Silver Blaze always this strong…?’

I briefly wondered, but soon realized the reason.

‘No, I’m the one who’s weakened.’

My current body is what you’d call a complete pure-blooded demon.

And my “true name” is currently shared between Sharlotte Holmes and the Professor.

Most of the alliance members think that only Sharlotte knows my true name, as I deceived Lestrade before, but that’s not the case.

Because Sharlotte, preparing for the possibility that one side might be neutralized, shared my name with Professor Moriarty.

And as long as those two have control over my true name, I cannot resist the members of the Mating Alliance.

It seems my physical abilities have also been significantly reduced since being mated at the secret mansion.

“So why try to escape, Master?”

“……”

“I won’t let you slip away twice. That’s not going to happen. No, no.”

Listening to Silver Blaze’s muttering as she firmly holds me with the strong determination not to lose me in this situation, I can’t help but feel my legs weaken.

“Silver Blaze. Don’t you have something more urgent than this right now?”

“What could possibly be more urgent than this?”

“Well, something like the Werebeast Rights Movement…”

Nevertheless, I tried to persuade her by mentioning a topic that Silver Blaze couldn’t ignore…

“…What? Ahah, ahahaha!”

After blinking at me for a moment, she suddenly burst into cheerful laughter and spoke.

“Master, the Werebeast Rights Movement led by me has already been successfully completed.”

“What?”

“Werebeasts worldwide have already united under my leadership. And within decades, werebeasts will gain equal rights with humans. According to the Professor, it’s an ‘inevitable trend.'”

Wait, what?

“Of course, that’s not all. Master, would you believe me if I told you there are werebeast forces spread throughout the world that could cause nation-toppling riots with just one word from me?”

“……”

“Werebeasts have frequent mating seasons, you know. I had to establish that level of influence to get a turn in the Mating Alliance.”

So this horse girl became this world’s Martin Luther King just to have more chances to fuck me?

‘This is… hopeless, completely hopeless.’

At this rate, verbal persuasion seems utterly impossible.

‘I guess it’s time for the last resort?’

Then I really have no choice but to use my ‘true last resort’ that I’ve been saving for situations even alcohol can’t solve.

*Thud…*

With that thought, I quietly knelt before Silver Blaze. After staring blankly at me for a moment, her lips began to twitch uncontrollably.

“Wow, wow. Woooow. Holy shit. He knelt before me.”

“……”

“He was the master. He was the master he was the master he was the master! To me, to me to me! To his pet werebeast… Oh my god. This is so fucking hot…”

Eventually, she began muttering with crazed eyes full of ecstasy, but that was exactly what I had been aiming for.

*Swish, swish…*

And sure enough, Silver Blaze with her crazed eyes didn’t notice the magic circle I was drawing on the ground.

*****

“Finally going to fuck him, finally finally finally… Huh?”

Silver Blaze, who had been muttering with completely crazed eyes due to her timely mating season, suddenly paused at the black smoke rising before her.

*Crackle!*

Black smoke was rising from the magic circle Adler had completed on the ground.

“…Huh!?”

“…Ugh, this is.”

And simultaneously, the two vampires who had been competing to see who could pull out more red hair stopped their fight, turning pale.

*Grooowl…*

The terrifying killing intent emanating from the being that appeared from the magic circle was completely overwhelming everyone present.

“Grrrr…”

Indeed. The being that had finally shown itself to the world after a long time was none other than the black hound of the Baskerville family.

The guardian of the underworld, now in the form of a young girl, was baring her fangs at everyone in hostility.

“Hey, Poppy. Long time no see.”

Adler, proudly looking at her, smiled brightly and began stroking her head.

“I would have liked to keep summoning you and have you around, but I don’t have enough mana for that right now.”

“……”

“Still, I’m glad I preserved enough mana to summon you in an emergency like this.”

Eventually, Adler smirked at the girls who had now become like dogs that had lost their prey.

“Everyone’s drinking their chicken soup before it’s served, when no one’s planning to give them any.”

Although everyone present didn’t know what “chicken soup” meant, they all understood the meaning in their hearts.

“Poppy, let’s go. It’s too brutal here to stay.”

Once again, they would have to let that hateful, karma-ridden boy slip away right before their eyes.

“I’ll buy you some delicious bones on the way…”

*WHACK!*

“…Gack.”

But the girls, who had been watching with dead eyes thinking that was how it would end, suddenly widened their eyes at what happened.

“……”

The demon hound, who had been completely loyal to her master until just a few years ago, had somehow knocked Adler unconscious with a chop to the back of his neck.

“…Me too.”

And the puzzling situation was immediately clarified by a single sentence from the girl surrounded by dark shadows.

“I want to fuck Master too.”

About 30 minutes later. New occupants carrying the unconscious boy entered an abandoned mansion in a village near the Swiss border, breathing heavily.