Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Vampiric World #3
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Is this bitch seriously asking me for help right now?
With what kind of face?
That single simple sentence drove me into extreme rage. Hatred surges up to the top of my head in an instant. After doing all that shit, she's asking for help? Even if it's not a human but some freak, how can it be this two-faced!
"You fucking vampire bitch, you must be dying to get killed... Barging in out of nowhere asking for help? I could help if it was about killing you."
Unfortunately.
Because the world is half-destroyed, there's no fresh garlic.
But I had been expecting a day like this would come someday.
The day I reunite with that ugly, horrific vampire.
I slipped my hand into my pocket.
The garlic packed in this sealed container must be rotten and moldy by now. But it's perfect for a rotten bastard like her. This is like whiskey aged for a special occasion. Let's raise a toast on a good day with something good. If we celebrate as the more evil side dies, there'd be no greater blessing.
"Wait."
Spandal blocked me.
"Senior Spandal?"
"I want to kill that vampire too... but there must be a reason she's come to us now."
"Listening to that monster's nonsense doesn't seem very useful. The only way is to kill her as quickly as possible."
"...Grong."
"Yes."
"We're still agents."
Agents.
"As proof, you're still calling me senior, right?"
"..."
"As agents, we need to gather clues. Let's hear her out first? At least before killing her."
"...Understood."
I'm deeply dissatisfied.
But if Spandal says so, there's no choice.
It wouldn't be bad to hear the vampire out and judge.
Of course, she might deceive me with some ugly lie and pollute the information, so I have to be careful.
My knowledge carries over even after regression... So if she implants wrong information into me like that, it alone would be a huge blow against me.
A regressor fights with information.
"..."
The vampire stares fixedly at Spandal.
Then she lightly nods.
That imitation of a human feels utterly repulsive.
Since the world turned like this, I haven't seen any vampire hunters. In places I don't know, they must have fought vampires and died heroic deaths. They must have martyred themselves in the darkest corners of the world, unknown to anyone. Now, nowhere can I hear their fresh laughter. Their cheerful and kind hearts have all been trampled.
That's why all vampires must die.
"I really didn't come to fight. I need your help."
The vampire points at me as she speaks.
"The current situation isn't good for you either."
"What bullshit?"
"That monster in the sky... If we don't get rid of it, you humans will eventually perish too. So you have to help me."
This monstrous bitch spouting nonsense from where...!
"You bitch... talking like you handed it over or something... That thing up there is your vampire angel to begin with. Why would a vampire like you try to eliminate an angel?"
The possibility of a trap is too high.
Why would a vampire try to exterminate her own kind's angel.
"It's true that thing is our vampires' angel. It's that kind of existence. But that doesn't mean... it's beneficial for us vampires."
In that instant, the vampire made a terrified expression and hugged her own arms.
"Not beneficial? Hasn't this whole world already fallen into vampires' hands?"
"Misunderstanding. It hasn't fallen into vampires' hands. It's fallen into that angel's hands."
"What?"
"Grong. I think this is what she means."
Spandal whispered to me.
"The vampires have lost their throne. To the angel. Of course she wouldn't like that."
"Ha!"
At those words, I scoffed.
"The world has become entirely the vampires', and you're starting a rebellion against your angel over some command issue? As expected of vampire scum! If you can't have it in your hands, it's all invalid!"
This is a huge gain.
I've learned even more deeply about the ugly hearts of vampires. It perfectly contrasts with the kind hearts of vampire hunters, completing an absolute good-evil dichotomy right now.
At this moment, vampire hunters are absolute good, and vampires are absolute evil.
"Then why don't you gather your mighty vampire friends and start a rebellion? Do you need my power too?"
"That's not it...!"
In that instant, the vampire glared at me.
"Excluding me, all vampires have disappeared."
"What? Disappeared?"
Come to think of it, I haven't seen any other vampires.
Disappeared?
"They've all been dragged into that bizarre hell! The hell that angel created!"
"Hell?"
Vampires dragged to hell?
"Yeah!"
"That's... great news. Really gratifying. Vampires going to hell is so right, proper, natural, and just."
An unprecedented absolute happiness in human history.
This is a present on par with wiping away humanity's original sin.
Clap clap clap.
At this joyous news, I clapped while coldly analyzing the situation.
Why did the vampire angel drag the vampires to hell? And how bizarre is that hell?
"Urgh...!"
That frustrated face is so sweet.
"So. How bizarre is that hell?"
"I, I don't even want to imagine it! That kind of hell...!"
The vampire's complexion turns pale.
And she starts trembling too.
No wonder it's truly horrific. Is it a space where the vampire angel endlessly torments vampires?
It's the complete opposite of the paradise of vampire hunters dancing together, singing songs, happily playing board games, cutting cake, and exchanging fun gifts.
Ah, perhaps.
The reason the fake Management Bureau equated me with the vampire angel might be this. Because I want to send vampires to hell too. There's at least one thing in common with me.
I want to send all the vampires in the world to hell and burn them. If I became an angel, I'd surely do the same.
"Come on, vampire. Then tell me. Why weren't you dragged to hell? If there's a vampire most suited for hell, it should be none other than you."
"Th-that's."
"I find this suspicious. Suddenly coming to me for help is fishy. All vampires dragged to hell, but you're fine. Everything's suspicious."
"That's..."
She fumbles as if choosing her words.
"...You'd know."
What?
What does this mean.
That I'd know?
"That's why I came to ask for your help in the first place!"
The vampire screams hysterically. She doesn't look sane anymore. She seems close to being gripped by fear and madness.
"You're keep saying weird things, explain again why you came to me for help."
"Because you can do it!"
So why!
Why can I do it!
"Because you can do it...!"
"So why can I do it!"
"That angel is you to begin with!!!"
"What?"
Ah.
This bitch.
This bitch knows it too.
"Your alter ego? Or what? Whatever it is, it's an existence derived from you, right? Then you can deal with it too, can't you? The method must be with you. Right? You must know, surely!"
The emotion from the vampire was a kind of desperate hope. Cornered to the end, clinging to the thought that I could do it.
"What... is this talk?"
Spandal says.
"I don't understand, Grong. Why is she saying that monster is you...?"
"Vampire. How do you know that?"
Until now.
I hadn't told Spandal about this either.
"Grong...?"
Her eyes widen. Realizing from my expression and attitude that I've been hiding something all this time.
This... hurts a lot.
"I know that angel is the same existence as you. My eyes can see the root of that blood. But do you know why I can see that root...?"
The vampire, looking completely insane, rambled on, hugging her arms and trembling as she continued.
"That angel! That bizarre angel was conceived from me! It's my blood kin that I created! But I never created something like that, no! So why!"
The vampire on her knees wails.
"Why... how can something I didn't create descend from the sky...?"
"..."
"What the hell are you...? What kind of existence are you...? Ah, ahaha... But the strangest thing is."
The strangest thing.
"You in that subway... were absolutely not such an existence... So how did it become like that?"
Drained of energy.
The vampire's arms droop.
My arch-nemesis is showing her weakest side.
"Help me... You must know something... surely... right? You know something, don't you? If you know, tell me. If you don't tell me...!"
"What do you plan to do?"
"I'll use it, hypnosis!"
Whoosh!
The vampire's aura turns ferocious in an instant.
An attitude fitting her mad words just now.
Countless thoughts echo in my head.
"That's not allowed!"
Spandal shouts.
Even I was conflicted in this moment.
Fall under hypnosis. Or resist. This vampire has noticed something I don't know, something fundamentally crucial.
Information as critical as my killing intent toward her.
I recall my duty.
To fix all this and create a better future, I need the vampire's information.
It might be a scam, but gambles are always necessary.
I realized this would be a major turning point.
"Vampire. I heard your ravings well. But I don't really get what you're saying."
"What?!"
"If I fall under your hypnosis, will I understand?"
"Ah, aah?! Yes! Probably! Probably! I can find out!"
Her startled expression instantly turns to one of ecstasy. Seeing this face makes me want to immediately say it's bullshit and crush that hope.
But I want to know what the vampire figured out too.
It's highly likely to be a clue to resolving this situation.
"Grong! What are you thinking!"
"It's fine, Senior Spandal. It's already in my pocket. Garlic, cross, everything. Even if I fall under hypnosis, I can break it."
"Even so...!"
So I'll fall under it once.
That hypnosis thing!
Whoosh!
The vampire's eyes widen, emitting a red wave.
At the same time, my vision distorts.
...A scene I've seen somewhere before.
Did I see this scene in a dream?
Yeah, right.
On that fierce dawn when I suffered from this vampire, came home, drew crosses on the wallpaper, and rubbed garlic all over my body, I dreamed of becoming a vampire and destroying the world.
I thought it was a nightmare born from my madness, but no.
It wasn't a mere nightmare.
It was something I experienced.
...In the past.
In the 1st loop.
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