Full Moon - 4
“Assigning homework would lead to fighting… Assigning homework would lead to fighting… I guess I won’t be assigning homework anymore.” Adrian clicked his tongue.
“Leave only the ones who fought, and the rest get out.”
The students blinked a couple of times before quickly taking action. Michelle tried to stay until the end, but the other students forcibly dragged her out.
“Turn on the lights, Charlotte.”
“I accidentally stepped on something just now. Sorry.”
“It’s fine. It’s broken anyway.”
“......?”
Alfred’s eyebrows twitched as he watched the students noisily leave the scene. ‘What kind of guys are these.’ His gaze fixed on the man in front.
Except for being extremely tall for a human, there was nothing particularly special about him. Well, appearance didn’t matter anyway. What mattered was what kind of mana aura he had.
‘His mana aura is also ordinary.’ There was no special feeling. He realized that the mana aura was ordinary too.
So, he should just rush in and bite the neck, but despite that, Alfred stood still, observing the opponent. ‘...Is he hesitating? Me?’ Why?
After circling around, he finally caught the eye of the vampire queen, Christine, and was assigned this mission. In other words, even the queen recognized him as her own. Alfred himself boasted of having quite good eyes.
Because he had good eyes, he observed the opponent even more calmly. If the person was strong-willed or had strong pride, the story would be simple.
Alfred had seen too many humans who were weak but had strong pride, or weak but shouted about righteousness. Breaking fingers, gouging eyes, pulling out tongues to break their words was fun in its own way. But...
‘Human… right?’ Alfred’s instinct made his body shrink. Think about it seriously. Seriously.
Muscles tensed. To not be noticed, he refrained from using dark magic, but drew a few spells in advance. Even while preparing, Alfred couldn’t understand.
He was clearly human. Now, the name tag indicating professor was clearly attached to his chest. But why did the instinct keep saying he met a fellow species. Adrian. That was written on his name tag.
Having wider vision in the dark was a vampire’s unique power, yet he was observing every corner of Alfred’s body too calmly. Even thinking—
‘This thought is a crime. It can’t be done.’ But there was no ability to stop thinking. Or if there was, it was rare. And Alfred didn’t have such ability.
‘Similar aura to Christine…’ Alfred was the one who had shouted he would devote his life to serving Christine. How could he have such blasphemous thoughts. Sweat flowed.
It was impossible. And worrying about the impossible was the most barbaric thing. Stop.
“Once again, I ask. Who are you?”
“As you see.”
The man only tapped his name tag with his fingertip.
“Why so late?”
A red-black magic circle appeared at Alfred’s feet, and another vampire appeared. It was Clyde. Strictly speaking, Alfred’s senior.
In front of the tense Alfred, Clyde waved his palm.
“Hey, why so late? I came to pick you up because you were too late. Did you finish the mission?”
“...One left.”
Alfred pointed with his chin to Adrian. Clyde looked at it briefly, then burst into laughter.
“What? Don’t kill him.”
“Something’s weird.”
“What’s weird?”
“That’s...”
He couldn’t explain by pointing. This was in the realm of instinct. Moreover, saying the aura was similar to the queen’s was even more impossible to utter.
Instead, Alfred wanted to ask. Doesn’t that side feel it?
“Hah~ This annoying guy.”
Clyde pushed Alfred aside as if telling him to get out.
“This is why newbies to missions are unreliable.”
Alfred couldn’t stop Clyde. At least he was senior.
Clyde scratched his head and spoke.
“What should I say first. Um~ Well, we’re busy. We need to finish the work quickly.”
Adrian still didn’t answer.
“I’ll kill you as painlessly as possible. Don’t think too hard about it. In your next life, be born as a demon~”
Adrian finally opened his mouth.
“Is it busy?”
“Um?”
“If you’re busy, you shouldn’t act so leisurely.”
Clyde’s wings spread wide on both sides. At the same time, his eyes sharpened. Being able to spread noble wings while maintaining the body shape was a power only mid-level vampires and above could see.
“...Humans these days really have no manners.”
Sigh, Adrian let out a long sigh.
At that moment, something in Clyde’s mind snapped.
“You’ll die the most painfully. I’ll make it so painful that you’ll feel dying is better...”
“Do it.”
Clyde’s words trailed off.
“If you’re going to, do it quickly. I’m busy too.”
“Wow...”
Now Clyde was letting out an exclamation. This guy was really shameless.
Well, seeing shameless humans wasn’t new...
Adrian’s words weren’t wrong. Just kill him quickly. If he wants it that much, who would stop him.
No, even if someone stopped him, he would dismember him. He would tear his body apart.
“You’re dead now. Human.”
But it was strange.
Why wasn’t he acting, just talking? Clyde recalled Alfred’s face from earlier hesitation.
He wasn’t making that expression—
‘No.’
He clenched his fist. This rookie and I are different ranks. Show it with action. Show that you’re different with your body. This is what it takes to swear loyalty to Christine.
“El Perato Carbala.”
He muttered while scratching his wrist with his nail.
Clyde’s blood rose into the air and drew a bizarre spell.
A magic circle made only of unpleasant curves, not clean lines. Among dark magic, it was the vampire’s unique spell for summoning familiars.
Soon, a jagged dagger fell on Clyde’s palm.
“I’ll warn you in advance, it’ll hurt a lot. Really.”
With that, Clyde took a step.
One step. Two steps.
The distance between red eyes and golden eyes narrowed. The gap between them quickly closed.
“El Perato Carbala.”
Suddenly, the man muttered again.
Clyde’s steps stopped involuntarily.
“What the hell?”
And he forgot he was trying to kill the opponent and burst into laughter.
“Hahaha!!! I thought you had confidence, but you were just a crazy guy!”
He was definitely crazy.
Saying the vampire’s unique spell doesn’t mean it’s written. His belly was full of laughter. Breathing was hard, and tears welled up.
“Eh...?”
But Alfred spoke in surprise.
Pointing with his finger to the air, Clyde’s gaze naturally went there.
“Queen.”
“Queen?”
And at the same time, they blankly muttered.
The hottest, reddest spell began to be drawn in the air. In the pitch-black darkness, it emitted a subtle light, the most noble of all.
The completed spell manifested as a magic circle.
It had rules but also didn’t. Trying to understand the bizarre principle it contained was not permitted.
Curves that looked straight, straight that looked curved. Finally, the completed magic circle.
Alfred and Clyde instinctively realized a high-level demon had appeared. Because of the redness that pierced their hearts.
“Alfred, you were so late that the queen came herself.”
“...Yes.”
“Good. I need to show a good face in front of the queen!”
Clyde whispered the most impressive technique he had.
He poured ominous black energy into the tip of his dagger. Clyde’s dagger began to resonate as if craving blood.
The sharpness of the blade was sharp, but the important thing was speed. His wings spread a little wider.
“Haaaaaaa!!!!”
He immediately pushed off the ground and rushed forward.
The jump aided by wing movement was incredible speed.
How hard he pushed, it looked like he was being shot forward rather than jumping up.
However, both Clyde and Alfred’s eyes widened simultaneously.
Swoosh—
From the magic circle, what emerged was not the queen they swore loyalty to.
It was a large scythe. Much larger and longer than anything. You couldn’t even lift it by holding the handle. On the scythe handle, there was a small apple slice engraved.
I heard of it.
Yes, I definitely heard of it.
What was engraved on the queen’s rapier was an apple bitten by fangs. If you see the empty apple slice, immediately—
Swoosh—
Clyde’s thought ended there.
His body was still rushing forward. But his senses were weird. Somehow, his body felt lighter.
“Ah...”
But rather, his body lost momentum. He fell to the ground and rolled weakly.
His vision slowed.
“Ah...?”
The whole world was spinning.
Before understanding the situation, something strange entered his vision. No, strange but too familiar.
Since the familiar thing entered the vision, it couldn’t be believed.
Alfred’s face, unable to close his mouth, and his cleanly severed lower body.
“Wh, what... impossible...”
He barely had breath left. Using his last strength, he looked at the man again.
But only the professor’s back came into view. As if it was an easy task, he didn’t even glance at Clyde.
Thud— Thud—
He walked towards the frozen Alfred.
Alfred sat down in place in fear. Shaking, he shouted.
“Who... who are you!”
“Adrian.”
“N, no, don’t lie!! Who the hell are you!!!!”
“Professor.”
The sitting vampire was now shedding tears. Squeezing his voice in a wail, he shouted.
“What are you... what, what, what are you doing!!! What kind of guy is this!!!!”
The man pondered for a moment.
“......Overtime.”