The 300 Heroes of the Manga

As if just noticing the girl's existence, Vatola slowly turned around. His gracious smile, without the slightest sense of coercion.

Reaching out, he accepted the thin letter. From the touch point of view, there should only be a piece of paper about the size of the envelope inside this envelope.

As the secret service agency of the Japanese government to deal with magical terrorist activities, the Lion King agency shouldn't have anything to do with Vatola, a nobleman in the warlord domain.

Even if there are, they are purely diplomatic exchanges, and they should all be taken over by the government.

Now since he wants to send a letter without hesitating to expose this contact, the content of the letter must not be anything simple.

And the girl who handed this letter to Vatola had doubts buried under her expressionless face.

But don't ask what you shouldn't, she still knows this.

Therefore, after handing the envelope with the surgical seal, the girl took a step back and stood quietly on the spot.

Sweeping his gaze randomly over the girl's body, Vatola used his magic power, broke the seal on the envelope, and took out the letter paper.

"..."

Sure enough, there is only a small piece of letter paper. Moreover, it seems that the content is really important, and the back of the letter paper also has a special treatment that prevents you from prying into the front content.

"Hahaha...hahahahaha..."

Mad laughter leaked from Vatola's mouth after reading the letter in silence.

boom!

The magic of horror erupted from the palm, burning the letter paper completely.

It seems that the content of the letter is really funny, he laughed so hard that he couldn't even care about his image.

Just as it was in the literal sense, the young man burst into laughter.

"Ah~ This is really good news."

The voice became extremely cold, and Vatola's eyes were caught in a crazy heat wave.

Although there is still an amiable smile on his face, his whole body now releases a terrifying magic that seems to be physically stressed.

It was as if crazy feelings had materialized, and the atmosphere around him was distorted by magic. If it wasn't an attacker, but an ordinary human being, it wouldn't be surprising to lose consciousness even if it was impacted by this magical power.

"……Your Mightiness?"

Raising her eyebrows, the girl said in confusion.

She really couldn't think of what could make the old generation, who are almost indifferent, feel so gloomy.

"Ah, I forgot that you are still here. It's fine to call me Dimmi or Vatola, you can call me whatever you like. You should avoid the solemn title like your Excellency."

Eyes widened, the young man with surplus after ecstasy remained on his face, looking at the girl with very ambiguous eyes-no, it was towards the girl.

"To bring me such good news is really grateful! I remember this favor."

The fangs were slightly exposed, and the young man turned around with a smile.

"Confirmed to be infallible, Fifth Real Ancestor! I would never believe it if it weren't for the message from that woman."

"...Really, I want to get to that island soon."

Chapter 026

"This is for this time, take it."

Compared to the month when he had a more casual attitude than when he first met, he threw a vial full of blood towards Cao Shurui.

"Really, you only give me a copy every three days. To be honest, I suspect that you were playing tricks on me that month. If only a few milliliters of blood were one serving, you would prepare nine servings at once and then plan to make Will I live on this island enough for a month?"

Unscrew the stopper, Cao Shurui absorbed the blood in front of that moon.

"Ding! The blood of the vampire was collected successfully! The current progress is 4/10."

The system beep sounds as usual.

Perceiving the familiar magical aura, Cao Shurui nodded secretly, then corked the bottle and threw the bottle back to Nayue.

Although the guy in Xiaogucheng is the true ancestor, he basically didn't have much power after all. Once his blood was separated, it would not be able to resonate with Cao Shurui's blood.

Therefore, whether this blood belongs to him can only be confirmed by the subtle magic contained in the blood.

"...How could it be possible. What good is it for me to keep a dangerous element like you on the Island of the God of Strings?"

After a small pause, only then did he frown and said in a loud voice.

Although she paused for a very short time, Cao Shurui caught the hesitation in her eyes.

"Oh~ Really. Forget it, anyway, as long as you can fulfill the agreement as usual, I won't be too lazy to make trouble."

Turning around, Cao Shurui walked towards the door of that month's office.

"...The daily time before, probably not much..."

This whisper, drifting away in the wind.

Pushing open the door and stepping out, his figure disappeared without a trace.

"Is it the kind of movement that is unaware of the method... The same is the space control, this kind of non-magical method, no matter how many times I look at it, it is so tricky... However, he really is the same as I guessed. In essence, they are [good people] who shouldn't exist. This is very strange. Moreover, no matter how you look at it, a vampire like him doesn't seem to exist as a [normal] existence."

He sat down on his boss chair, picked up black tea that month, and took a sip.

"It's almost like some kind of vampire, another species."

With a serious expression, Yuechan seemed to draw some conclusions at this time.

But then she put down the tea cup and took out the English textbook.

"...What does it matter, what does it have to do with me? Originally, he was deliberately left only to stimulate the guy in Xiaogucheng. At least it seems that it is somewhat effective now."

Since being struck by Cao Shurui that day, and after Ji Tuan's consolation, Xiao Gucheng still sucked blood after all, and mastered the first beast.

Now he has made up his mind for the time being to use his power in order to protect the Island of the God of Strings.

Compared to before, it's a little improvement... right?

...

"what!"

Breathing out, Wei Li held the hilt with both hands, and the silver long sword pierced straight into the empty space.