The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

224 – Scene 224# Something Like That

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Vampires in fantasy are often depicted as nobles. Those who have a sense of being noble and upper class and think of themselves as beings superior to humans. At the same time, it is also an object of human fear.

In that respect, the vampires of this world were very different. Not only are they not noble, they are not noble or upper class. Vampires also do not consider themselves superior to humans. Just as we don’t think we are superior to livestock.

In short, the vampires of this world are just monsters.

To put it more simply, it is a monster that combines the negative perception of demons that humans in this world have with the disgust of man-eating.

In that respect, the sight of Rian in front of me now was no different from the monster that preyed on the prisoners back then. I felt a similar feeling when I faced Blanche, who had a monster’s heart transplanted in the past.

An unfamiliar feeling that makes you feel like you are facing the same person. Its bright eyes and sharp fangs she gave it the appearance of a monster that was desperately craving my blood.

The low self-esteem disappeared everywhere, and Rian suddenly changed as if he had changed as a person.

Vampires become stronger by drinking human blood. It is an ugly being that gains superior abilities in return for sustaining its own life by sacrificing the lives of others.

Lian is a half-human, half-blood demon, a mixture of a human and a vampire, so even if she does not drink blood, her life is not in jeopardy, but her abilities are comparable to those of a real vampire.

Moreover, now that she has consumed blood, her physical abilities have increased dramatically.

Click.

As if to prove this, the chains that were restraining her were becoming tighter, as if they might break at any moment. Anyone could understand the meaning of Wiley’s letter from his threatening appearance

Lian, the devil’s henchman and murderer who slaughtered countless people, who was the wall blocking the protagonist and his party in the original, has descended before me.

However, Rian’s opponent is the saddest mad dog of this district. No, it’s crazy b*tch Helga Wolfbert.

“Why is that? Did you try to attack me?”

A tense standoff.

Helga seemed ready to fight at any moment. But Lian shook her head.

“Lian needs the Count’s blood, not Helga’s blood.”

“… Yes?”

Lian pouted her lips. Just like a child in pain.

Helga looked at me and Rian in turn as if she was dumbfounded by that sight.

“What are you talking about when you just drank the Count’s blood?”

“That’s not enough. “I want more of the Count’s blood.”

Clearly, Rian changed as if he had changed as a person. If I had to compare it, her current appearance was closer to infantile regression.

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like he had completely lost his temper when he called me Count.

If so, let’s check it out.

How strong is Rian’s bond of reason?

“Do you really want to drink my blood? “Rian.”

“Huh! I want to drink! Are you going to give me blood?”

“No. “No.”

“Why! Why!”

“I hate throwing tantrums like a child.”

“Lian. I didn’t make a fuss. “I asked for it.”

“… “You don’t seem to know the difference between making a fuss and asking.”

I spoke in an overbearing yet solemn voice.

“Listen carefully. Throwing a tantrum is being unreasonable and demanding from the other person. Conversely, a favor is a polite request to another person. Do you understand? These two things are the difference between heaven and earth.”

“Hmm… Okay! Then I want to drink Count Lian’s blood. “Please give me blood!”

Hmm. It’s better than before.

Of course, I had no intention of listening even if I asked.

“I won’t give it to you.”

“Why! Why! Why! Count. It was bad! “You’re mean!”

Ryan is running around and complaining.

He’s big, but there’s no such thing as a little kid. My mental age seems to be much younger than Wendy.

“Rian.”

“Don’t talk to the bad Count Lian!”

“I tried to give you blood.”

“Huh? “What is it?”

Emotions change quickly.

“Lian. “Tell me your affiliation.”

“Huh! “I am Aslan!”

Ryan spoke confidently. But that was all.

My memory may have declined in proportion to my lowered mental age after drinking blood. Still, it’s better than losing confidence.

What I learned from a brief conversation was as follows.

I don’t know if it’s the result of the appetite suppression training, but Rian, who drank blood, doesn’t oppose me.

Not only does she call me Count, but she also remembers that I belong to Aslan.

If so, there is still hope.

“Did you do well? Are you giving me blood now?”

“Let me ask you one more thing. “What do you plan to do if I give you my blood?”

“Huh… ? Does Rian need to do something?”

“Nothing is free. “I’m asking what you can do for me in exchange for drinking my blood.”

“Umm…”

Ryan thought about my question for a long time.

Even so, the answer she would give after her infantile regression was obvious.

“Anything! “I will do anything the Count says, so give me your blood!”

Lian asked me with a slightly earnest look.

Now it’s time to put her shackles on her.

“Good night. Then don’t attack humans in the future. “You cannot fight without my orders.”

“Then what about hunting?”

“Of course not.”

“Yes…”

“And from now on, only drink my blood. I will not allow you to drink the blood of another human being.”

“Huh! The Count’s blood is delicious! From now on, Lian, I will only drink the Count’s blood!”

“Okay. “Don’t forget.”

I handed him another vial containing my blood from his arms

Only then did Rian smile brightly. In that face, it was not the starving beast we saw earlier, but a child who received the ice cream he had asked his parents to buy.

If this is the case, there will be no problem with having Rian join the northern expedition.

Helga, who was planning to fight, had no choice but to turn hostile when she saw Rian’s appearance his.

But she seems to be curious.

“Hmm… “Is the Count’s blood so delicious?”

“Yes!”

There was not a single lie in Rihanna’s pure and pure smile

“That’s right… ?”

Helga picked up a glass bottle that had fallen on the floor. And before I could stop it, he gently touched my remaining blood with his tongue.

And she muttered with her face slightly twitching.

“Hey… This… Testimony… Delicious… Yes… Finally, the Count’s blood… Sweet taste…”

How can it be delicious if you’re not a vampire?

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A few days later.

I gave it enough time, but in the end, there were no surprises.

It may seem surprising now, but all the annihilation maids decided to serve me.

In fact, it bothered me that I was hiring the girls who had lived as Milliam’s puppets for the past years as maids again. For some reason, I felt like I was using them like Milliam.

Not only killing an innocent human being, but using the corpse as desired is something that can never be forgiven.

As the head of the Ruelberta family, I cannot avoid that responsibility.

I wanted to give them the maximum compensation I could. Even if I gave them an astronomical amount of money, it wouldn’t be possible to restore their lost lives, but I wanted to atone for them in some way. I was prepared to receive their hatred because it was something I deserved.

But, let alone hatred, they did not blame me.

Just as he saw it in Tristan’s memory, he remained by my side, looking at me with infinite trust.

Maybe it’s because I can’t remember anything after death.

If I had memories of the time I was an annihilation maid killing countless assassins trying to assassinate Millium, it would definitely have been difficult to maintain my sanity.

It’s a philistine story, but it’s true that I wanted them to stay with me.

From my perspective, who had to stop players from entering this world, they were definitely a great force. In addition, he was selected as an expedition a strong member to accompany the northern…

Murry, Cynthia, Rika, Beth.

They asked that they want to serve me with the same treatment as before.

In addition, he made a cheeky request that he would like to call me master from now on, but I couldn’t refuse because it stung.

Okay. You should give that much preference.

First, I placed them in temporary positions as exclusive maids and exclusive assistant maids to help Wendy with her work.

While Wendy went to school, they were left in charge of looking after them at the mansion.

Like today, for example.

“Oh… “You are the princess who came to the last tea party.”

“Nice to meet you. “Muri.”

“Welcome. Princess.”

Myuri politely greeted Bella who visited her mansion. As the de facto leader of the Annihilation Maids, her age was felt in every move she made.

“What business did you have here today?”

“Hmm. That’s why I came to scold the count.”

Bella said with her eyes smiling at me. I was overflowing with motivation, perhaps because I was worried about not being able to spar properly last time.

“Please be gentle. Princess.”

“Do not worry. Because I’m always watching.”

Look how he lies without even blinking… While being sincere in sparing.

“Ah! “I have a question for that princess!”

“Huh?”

It was Rika who bravely raised her hand and spoke.

It may have been a bit rude, but Bella laughed at the sight of Rika’s My-Pace-like personality.

“Hehe… “What is it?”

“Excuse me, princess, but our master… No. What is your relationship with the Count!?”

Ah…

Come to think of it, they were the ones who had been watching Bella closely since the tea party. She stood out because she looks she were so special, but I guess she was curious about her relationship with me. From the looks of it, not only Rika but also Murina, Cynthia, and Beth are curious.

Looking at her her mood her her her, I guess Rika is carrying her her gun her her her.

‘Tsk…’

The moment I heard those words, my eyes met Bella’s.

What do you answer?

Just by looking at it, you can see that.

It’s difficult even if you ask me what my answer is.

I had a feeling that Bella would be angry no matter what I answered, so I just shrugged her shoulders instead.

However… It seems Bella didn’t like that behavior to avoid anger.

If you see him biting his lip right away.

And he was talking to me with his eyes

We’ll see.

In the end, Bella spoke to her maids with a heartbroken look on her face.

“What… Let’s just say it’s something like that.”

When is it said that they are more than lovers but less than a couple?

“Oh my… If that’s the case… ?”

“No way! Are you saying we’ve gone as far as we can go?!”

The maids’ eyes sparkled when they heard Bella’s answer

“I’ll leave it to your imagination.”

Meanwhile, Bella gently touches the side of her head. Her seductive behavior was meant to give a sneak peak at the ring she wore on her hand.

“As expected, it was like that. Count. Congratulations.”

“No. Don’t be mistaken.”

“I know everything. “If you have such a beautiful person as your pet, you would want to hide it.”

Cynthia, Tristan’s teacher, has tears in her eyes.

No one listens to me…

However, among the four maids, the one who had the biggest misunderstanding was not Myuri, Rika, or Cynthia, but Beth.

“Excuse me…Princess…”

“… ?”

Beth was standing in front of Bella.

She was short, so her eyes stayed on a place that was just about Bella’s belly button.

Is it because the uniform she wore for sparring covers her slender body?

Beth asked, looking at Bella’s stomach with her pale face.

“How many months… ?”

“No?!”