My Mom Sandy Love Song

However, here comes a side issue.

The lineage of Yog Domyrenia is tainted and cannot be maintained beyond five generations.

This is the advice of a lost magician.

--absurd.If it is after the fifth generation, shouldn't there be as many countermeasures as possible?

But Danik seems to be the only one who thinks this way.

For the opponent's family who are afraid of risks, he has become an alien who must be eliminated immediately.

The stepbrother who patted each other's shoulders with a smile and praised his friendship, and the woman who should have been his partner who shyly poured out his love to him, all left him.

At this moment, Yugdomerenia's dream of becoming a nobleman was cut off.

Even if the downfall after five generations is proved to be groundless, the label that was once affixed can never be peeled off.

It doesn't matter what I say, but the future of my successors has also been taken away by that magician.

At this moment, Danick made the life plan that he usually flaunts——

As a magician, he continued to delve into knowledge, and finally came to the fore, climbed to the top of the association, and became a noble——

Such a life becomes a dream that can never be realized and is abandoned.

From then on, in order not to let the family continue to fall...for the prosperity of the family, he searched for the root cause and endured the shame for this.

By chance, Darnic accidentally learned about the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

Then, relying on his rare political talent, he even won the favor of the head of the Third Reich, gained the strength of the army, and participated in the war as a Master.

And finally betrayed everyone and took the Great Holy Grail.

Now, the omnipotent wish-granting machine that can fulfill sad wishes is right in front of us, so what is this mere life worth?

Danik stood still in front of Vlad III who was lying on the ground like a rag.

"Ah...is it Danic? I disappointed you, but...this king failed to win to the end.

This world is really big, and there are all kinds of monsters. "

The Duke Piercing, who was lying in a pool of blood, looked at the vast starry sky calmly.

He really deserved to be the king of Wallachia, a generation of famous generals. Even if he was defeated badly, even in the face of death, his kingly spirit did not decline in the slightest.

Danik sighed in his heart.

"No, you are not completely defeated - as long as you are willing to release that treasure."

"!"

Vlad III widened his eyes and stared at his Master with disgust:

"...Danic, what did you say to me just now?"

That was not a joke, it was a veritable killing intent.

However, the magician accepted his gaze as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak disrespectfully: "Lord, I want you to release the treasure, and this is the only choice if you want to win."

"What are you talking about!? I said a long time ago that I would not use that treasure, have you forgotten! I will die here! I will die here with regrets! But, that is the fate of the loser ! Danik! I never thought of using that being that became a person who was cast aside! Absolutely! Absolutely!"

"It's you who forgot. We must get the Great Holy Grail no matter what! For the prosperity of the clan, to reach the root.

Even a leader should have a real desire.That being the case—the only way is to use the Noble Phantasm. "

After speaking, Danny raised a hand.Above is a three-painted Command Spell emitting red light.

"You bastard...!?"

Danic smiled at the glaring Black Lancer, and announced in an extremely cold voice:

"I ordered with the command spell, "Heroic Spirit Vlad III, immediately activate the treasure——【Blood Inheritance】""

"Danic—you bastard———————!"

Even this roar, which was filled with intense hatred and despair, could not impress Danny's resolve.

"—I-I'm definitely not a vampire...I'm not, I'm not...!"

This trembling soliloquy was probably the last rationality of Heroic Spirit Vlad III.

However, as a Master, Darnic completely shattered this rationality.

"No, you are a vampire. Vampire Dracula, a monster forced to bear a pathetic stigma because of its creation. I command with the second Command Spell, "Survive until you get the Great Grail!""

The Black Lancer roared, dragging his shattered body and flying towards Danic.

While showing a faint smile, the magician gladly accepted the blow.

With a swish, the chest was pierced easily, and blood spattered on Lancer's face.

However, the one who laughed wildly——it was Danik.

"Hahahahahahahahaha! You are so rude, my Servant! As an apology, please suck my blood! You are indeed a vampire, the king who rules the night!"

As we all know, Servants can devour human souls and transform them into magic power.This is their privilege as spirit beings.

All humans can do is transfer to the container and observe.

However, only this magician is an exception.

Darnic focused on the nourishment that could not be transformed by magic and was of little use—the soul.

This is probably because he fought with Servants in the Third Holy Grail War.

Danik has developed a magic that can turn other people's souls into his own food.

However, that is an incantation that is infinitely close to taboo.

An extremely dangerous great magic that can cause instant death if there is a slight deviation.

The number of times he devoured his soul in these 60 years was only three times.

These three times, the rituals were performed under the most perfect conditions he could think of, but even so, the adaptation rate of body and soul was already less than [-]%.

"Someone" who is not me is dominating me bit by bit as the ceremony progresses.

I'm afraid that even if the next ritual is performed perfectly, it will only become another person named Danik Braystone Yogdomerenia.

Now, Darnic has chosen the last soul that will be devoured.

"Vampire Dracula, you don't need any wishes at all! Just keep my dreams, my wishes, and my existence!

I ordered with the third Command Spell, "Inscribe my presence on your soul, Lancer!""

The red light illuminated the mottled battlefield.

The two people who were standing there were now only a crazy dark shadow.

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop for me...!! I am the king of Valaqira, the son of Vlad II - don't come in here Ahhhh!"

Black Lancer yelled desperately with a gesture full of resentment.

But his face had gradually changed into an ambiguous look of both Danik and Vlad III.

Like an shapeless monster.

"Well, then you are me, and I am you. Lord! No, vampire! Your power will be our common property! All for the Holy Grail! My dreams and my hopes will take root in your heart , and live forever!"

Danik Braystone Yogdomirenia—he is now parasitic on the soul of Vlad III, the heroic spirit, in a way that is equivalent to cancer cells.

"Damn it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Countless bats sprang out from Vlad III's body, rushing towards the night.

The scream stopped.

Lancer, who was prostrate on the ground, stood up.

The gun he was holding was completely wiped out from the side of him as a hero, and it also turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.

Correspondingly, the monster got bloody cruel eyes and pointed fangs.

The originally elegant black aristocratic uniform was torn into tatters - what was exposed from the inside was not blood and flesh, but instead a quality shadow.

Avenger Dracula, the vampire, appeared in the world.

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The queen who ruled ancient Assyria, Semiramis was originally a foundling.

her mother—

Dilikit, the goddess of fish, committed adultery with a human man and conceived her daughter.

And that child was Semiramis.

Thinking of the goddess who regarded the child born with humans as a shame, the empress did not feel unnecessary anger.

What a stupid woman... She just thought so.

The one who can't resist the temptation of a man is obviously yourself.

The mother left herself like this, and the father was killed by the mother who was ashamed of it.

However, the mother left the only gift to the child who had no love.

Semiramis, who inherited the blood of the gods, has a natural adaptability to her abandoned riverside.

Hearing the cry of the baby, the pigeons rushed to take care of her.

Countless pigeons gathered around her, wrapping up the shivering young son.

Moreover, he took some milk that he got from somewhere in his mouth and fed it into her mouth.

Semiramis grew up in the feathers of the pigeons that sheltered him and drank the milk they fed him.

Then spent ten years in the wild like this, until she was discovered by humans——

When Semiramis entered human society, her inner self had already been completed.

Advanced social knowledge such as self-taught dance and makeup make people think that she is a natural lady.

However, this is not for the approval of others, but for destruction.