Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

But Van Helsing always felt that they were playing with him, maybe one day they would create a mechanical school or something...

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Today's last update is here! ~

(Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...the data of the Analytical Engine are all used up, that's good! You can make up random things in the future! After all, it is now a computer brain, and it is not Babbage's Analytical Engine, ahahaha↗↘↗↘~)

Chapter 172 Chapter 171: The Cowherd and Weaver Girl's nonsense ([-])

Late at night, the rooftop of Anne's Castle.

Van Helsing was lying on the recliner, raising his hand to 'weave a web' with a bored face.

The long red thread sank into the void, and from time to time a large red net appeared above Van Helsing's head.

He has been repeating this labor for some time, maybe more than a month?

The original excitement and excitement were completely wiped out in the mechanized operation that was concentrated every night.

Only the original desire to 'get it done' remains.

"Oh... it's almost finished?" Fan Helsing regained his energy a little bit, and said something to Lucifer beside him.

"Lucifer, where do I want to wrap this net? At present, my pre-selected positions are waist and neck—"

"But if you wrap it around your waist, it feels like you're wearing a skirt, or a fishnet skirt..."

"Speaking of it, you can only choose the neck, right?"

"It's not like you haven't worn a skirt~" Lucifer also put down the phone, and came to Fan Helsing's side to watch him operate.

"And if it's wrapped around the neck, it's not a skirt? A dress is also a skirt."

Van Helsing stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"Then wrap it around your waist, it will feel a bit strangled around your neck..."

After weaving the last thread, the big red net in the air gradually appears, and the color spreads outward from the hole in the middle that can accommodate a person, and it reigns over Anne Castle in a majestic posture, until it stretches for ten kilometers, and the end disappears again .

But Van Helsing knew that this big net covered the entire Faust continent, and the invisible part was the one that occupied the most area.

And as long as Van Helsing, who controls this net, is willing, he can fully manifest this net, and let the entire Faust continent be shrouded in floating red light.

Boom—Van Helsing spread his bat wings.

"I'll go back as soon as I go..."

After talking to Lucifer, Fan Helsing fluttered his wings into the sky, piercing into the center of the big net like a sharp arrow, weaving a bunch of thread ends that were specially pulled out into thick ropes, and then braiding the thick ropes into thick ropes, In the end, there were only two big ropes thicker than Van Helsing's arms and as bright red as blood.

Finally, I wrapped these two big ropes around my waist, tied a big bow behind my back, and I was done.

Van Helsing looked down at the rooftop. Apart from Lucifer who was there at the beginning, Katyusha, Anne and Mary had all come here. On the bell tower of the church not far away, Annabel was also waving to Van Helsing. .

Many people in Anne's Town also rushed to the streets, looking at the big red net in the sky, and following the gradually shrinking mesh, they looked at the sky above Anne's Castle.

A 'person' wearing orange dinosaur pajamas and black wings on the back got stuck in the center of the big net, making people worry whether he was a bug caught by the spider web.

But when he started to fly downward and pulled the big web down into the sky, everyone knew that he should be a web-weaving spider.

Van Helsing flew lower and lower, and the big web gradually faded towards the middle, as if the bright red color was withdrawn by the spider in the center.

pat-

A slipper fell on the ground and was picked up by Katyusha. The girls looked at Van Helsing's bare feet and slowly descended, all a little curious——

Where did the other shoe go?

Van Helsing landed barefoot, and the big red net now only had a radius of ten meters in color, hanging down from Van Helsing's waist and laying out on the floor of the rooftop.

"Ahem..." Fan Helsing crossed his arms and pretended nothing happened: "Katyusha, help me get a new pair of slippers..."

When he was at high altitude just now, he had already lost a slipper, and was blown to nowhere by the strong wind at high altitude.

It was a mistake to fly up without changing a pair of shoes. Didn’t everyone see themselves braiding ropes in the air foolishly with one bare foot?

As Fan Helsing's voice fell, the big net also disappeared around Fan Helsing's waist.

But it still exists, but it has faded cleanly, and it cannot be in contact with real substances other than those who look directly at fate (the true ancestor of fate, the bard who is watching the veil of fate, etc.)...

For example, if Van Helsing wrapped it around his waist, he didn't need to take off the little dinosaur pajamas on his body. It was still spreading in the void in a way invisible to ordinary people, moving with Van Helsing's movement.

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Not long ago.

In a certain forest, a woman with a six-stringed harp and black gauze covering her eyes is playing the piano and music for the travelers she meets, softly telling stories from afar.

Travelers sat around the campfire, drinking hot broth.

"Let me tell you a story about vampires..." The woman plucked the strings and played a melodious note.

The travelers are traveling businessmen, old and young, men and women, they are all listening carefully, even the sleepy horse in front of the carriage not far away... seems to cheer up.

Everyone is a guy with a lack of spiritual life. It is very lucky and happy to listen to the bard tell interesting stories.

But there are also people who are not happy.

"Vampires? Why do you tell stories about dirty things?" A young man said in a dissatisfied tone: "Poet, you should continue telling the story about the monster girl. I think everyone wants to know the ending of Medusa and the coyote." of……"

"By the way, Medusa is a snake-haired banshee, but her name doesn't look like a monster girl. Why would a coyote be named after an animal?"

"That's right, don't talk about vampires," the fat businessman with a big belly laughed, "Otherwise, who else can sleep?"

In everyone's understanding, the story of a vampire is a horror story. It is often an ignorant human who breaks into the vampire's castle. After meeting various monsters and being scared to death, the evil vampire is hidden in the dark. Dragged under the bed to suck the blood from his body.

"Don't worry, everyone, this is not a horror story about vampires..." The woman playing the piano shook her head.

"Instead... a very beautiful story."

"How is it possible?" someone questioned.

"I'd like to hear, 'A Beautiful Vampire Story'--it's very fresh to listen to." The young girl became interested.

"Hehe, it's really fresh..." The woman playing the piano laughed.

These bards have been smearing vampires everywhere a few years ago, asking people to be wary of 'people' who stay at home during the day but are very active at night, to prevent vampire attacks...

And use all kinds of black materials to reduce people's longing for becoming an immortal vampire, lest everyone commit evil and murder, and ask for a small probability to become a vampire...

Now they take the initiative to write "beautiful stories" about vampires, and help them do publicity, so that people can let go of their vigilance and prejudice against a certain "good" vampire...

"Do you know?" The woman playing the piano said slowly, "There are good and bad vampires..."

"A vampire friend of mine is one of those rare 'good vampires'..."

"In August last year, she approached me and asked me for a favor..."

"Her husband is lost, thrown in the sun, and she can't get it back just by her own words..."

The expressions of the travelers gradually became serious, and they were attracted by the story.

"Yes, her husband is a human being, the most ordinary farmer, but he fell in love with 'she' who is the daughter of the Vampire Grand Duke..."

"Oh!—" Everyone exclaimed for a while, unable to believe the unfolding of this kind of plot.

A love story between a vampire lady and a human farmer? !

I don't know why, but it's always fun!So attractive!

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Ask for leg tickets wow! ~

Chapter 173 Chapter 172: Francis' Senior Literati ([-])

"In the end, the Vampire Grand Duke locked his vampire daughter in a tall tower..."

"She is only allowed to meet her human husband every other year, and the human lifespan is only 150 years..."

"My vampire friend said... Her husband was over 30 years old at that time, so in their lifetime, they could only see each other more than 100 times. After a short meeting, it was an eternal parting..."

The woman playing the piano sighed, as if she was moved by this beautiful and touching story.

Some travelers who listened to the story had red eyes.

"Is it true that lovers can't be together happily?" the woman playing the piano asked back.

"The Vampire Grand Duke's answer is: yes."

"They are evil and cruel vampires, they are only fit to live in darkness, while humans are the children of light, a little bit of love will hurt them..."

"Speaking, the vampire recalled that 2000 years ago, he also had a human lover..."

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo heard the story, does the ruthless and ruthless vampire grand duke have such a soft side?

It must be because that relationship hurt him too deeply, and he didn't want his daughter to suffer the same harm as himself, so now he is so ruthless to separate the two people who love each other, right?

The woman playing the piano told the love story of the vampire grand duke shaking the world, weeping ghosts and gods, and dying until death.

So the crying became louder, so she had no choice but to comfort the crybabys, and handed them handkerchiefs by the way.

When the handkerchief was twirled in everyone's hands, it was already covered with snot and tears when it returned to her.

"..." The woman playing the piano was silent for a while, threw her handkerchief into the bonfire, and wiped her hands on the tree trunk beside her.

"We continue the story of my vampire friend and her human husband..."

Everyone cheered up again, listened attentively, and sobbed along the way...

"The Vampire Grand Duke asked his human servants to lock my vampire friend in a high tower. This tower has no doors, only one window, and it is on a vast lake that stretches as far as the eye can see. In this kind of place, vampires cannot moveable……"

"He thought that as long as this was the case, his daughter would have no chance to escape and stay with that nasty human kid..."

"But he was wrong again, just like missing his lover 2000 years ago, watching her marry other people and have children, getting old and dying..."

"The love between my vampire friend and her human husband moved the crows in the forest, and they brought stones and threw them into the lake, raising the level of the lake so that my friend's husband could row a boat and enter directly through the only window. In the tower, he rescued his wife..."