I Want To Escape From the Vampire’s Blood Bag

02 – Saint (1)

Vampires count.

It’s hard to express the short and thick strength other than that.

Vampires with high intelligence among the demons have amassed enormous wealth and occupy high ranks in Pandaemonium.

In particular, as the use of magic became widespread, the vampires, a race that used blood as a medium to cast magic, had extraordinary potential.

As long as they can receive high-quality blood through the blood bag, they can freely use powerful magical powers.

In other words, in order for me to survive here, the best thing to do is to keep an eye on the blood shuttle.

But don’t know.

Apparently, the game catalog said that the demon king could be defeated with a stronger character.

So, wouldn’t it be possible to give me some ability?

-widely.

In the silence, only the sound of setting the teacup down resounded.

This is the drawing room in Lane’s mansion.

This one space is larger and more colorful than the entire house in the world where I originally lived.

Of course, it was far smaller than Lane’s home, but this spacious mansion was entirely in her palm, and it was impossible for her family to escape.

“Do I not have to go out to meet you?”

“yes. Come now.”

A word came from outside the drawing room that a guest was coming in.

When Lane instructed lightly to come in, a familiar woman entered.

“Saintess…?”

A robe that is not flashy but looks noble, and a hood for nuns that brings peace of mind.

In the midst of that sublimity, her grayish white hair was beautifully braided.

Her sad, youthful face had large blue eyes and pure white eyelids.

Instead of answering me, who was taken aback, the saintess greeted me with a light bow.

“You worked hard to come this far.”

“There was nothing to worry about because they sent a wagon. Has Lady Arain been at peace?”

The two exchanged greetings and sat down.

What is the situation?

An absurd combination of a vampire and a saint.

Besides, if Lane sent the wagon himself, there must be some reason.

“ah……”

As soon as the saintess sat down, she looked sideways at me standing next to the lane.

The restlessness was like a cute rabbit.

Lane did not lose sight of the situation and called out.

“I have something to tell the saintess.”

“Oh, what do you mean?”

“I received an invitation to the Imperial Academy this time.”

Lane laid the silver-lined letter on the table.

“Wow… Whoa. May I touch it?”

“sure.”

The saintess looked around at the stationery as if it were strange and smiled brightly.

“It’s imperial. What a celebration!”

She had a worldly innocent smile.

Seriously, not pretentiously.

The saint had no chance to go to the academy since she had to stay in the monastery since she received the oracle.

So, this invitation must have been surprising.

“I also want to go to the academy at least once…”

After carefully organizing the invitation, the saintess placed it on the table and began to look at me again.

Do you have anything to say?

This gaze was like a thorn in a cushion of thorns to me.

After taking a sip of the tea, Lane said in a slightly chilled voice.

“I decided to take my attendant to the academy as well. It would be polite to say goodbye to the saintess.”

The saintess’ deer-like eyes widened.

“N…yes? Are you saying Mr. Hayu is leaving too?”

“It happened. From before that, don’t you have something to say to my servant?”

“oh?”

“We are leaving tomorrow, so how about you talk here?”

“That…they keep it a secret!”

‘Word’ has a strange accent.

I watched the situation with a nervous heart.

“How? Would you like to sit over there?”

What Lane instructed was none other than the saintess’s side.

“…Excuse me.”

“hehehe!”

The cute saint’s reaction. A fluttering thumb?

Absolutely not when you look at the atmosphere like a thin ice board.

No matter how much peace has come between the Elyos and the Asmodians, it is the saint who manufactures the holy water that is said to be fatal to vampires.

However, the reason why this place was able to be created was the relationship that I had formed when I saved a saintess who was in danger in the past.

This heart was dyeing her cheeks red, as if she had become in love before she knew it.

“Hayu-san is going too…”

Fortunately or unfortunately, the saintess doesn’t seem to be quick-witted.

When she couldn’t speak out of embarrassment, Lane threw a topic to hasten it.

“Didn’t the refreshments you gave me the other day mean something like that?”

“oh! That’s enough…”

The saintess put her index fingers together and bowed her head.

There were no more questions from Lane.

If it’s refreshments, is that what you’re talking about?

Lane’s mischief is about to begin.

I hoped that the saintess would just let this conversation pass by.

“That…cookie taste…”

A tightrope walk.

‘No, if I ask!’

This is a silent clamor.

Lane intended to drink black tea in silence until she finished speaking.

The saintess spoke with a trembling voice.

“I couldn’t hear how it tasted, so I wanted to hear Hayu’s impressions…”

Sweets with lots of sincerity made for people with a crush.

there can be no taste

I remembered that moment that was precious but wanted to be forgotten.

While Lane was away for a while.

Refreshments given as a gift from the saintess.

A sneaky bite would be fine. and ate two of them.

And at that moment, he was caught by Lane in a good way.

And after that, it’s obvious.

The saintess seemed to have made up her mind and began to speak gibberish.

“Because he only ate two cookies then! There was also an orange cake. Dame, who grows oranges, gave it to me as a gift. It gets a lot of sunlight and is very sweet. So I put it in. I’m not good at baking, but the ingredients are good! So… It’s embarrassing, but can you tell me your impressions?”

Her face flushed red as if she had said too much, but her expression was much more relieved.

This is why you keep staring at me.

It really was nothing.

For me, it was just ‘delicious.’ ‘I ate well.’ There are countless words to express thanks.

And the greedy saintess would be happy enough with one of those answers.

It is a small wish of a pure and kind person.

“Choi…”

“for a moment.”

If it weren’t for Lane’s restraint, a sentence starting with the best- in the pronunciation organ would have been created.

She was giving me a cold gaze.

The saintess also begged.

“Lady Arain. Can’t you let him hear it himself…?”

How much does a saint who works in a monastery earn?

Wouldn’t it be high because it’s the target of envy?

Not at all.

The saint is an icon of frugality.

It’s not about wanting material things.

It was a snack made by such an apprentice saintess by saving every penny.

While I was choosing my answer again, Lane’s mouth opened first.

“Saintess, unfortunately, Hayu didn’t eat snacks.”

“yes?”

The saintess’s round eyes grew rounder.

“Hayu, are you wrong?”

“……no.”

The saintess’ expression became bewildered.

As if she hadn’t anticipated this situation, the corners of her small mouth were moving against her will.

And Lane sternly instructed.

“Tell me right.”

I’m sorry lady!!!! I held on to my innermost heart.

“…sorry. I threw it away.”

Lane asked with a slight smile on her face.

“Oh, did you?”

It’s such a subtle difference that only I noticed.

You forbade four years to eat.

You know everything and ask.

So I deliberately added a word.

“I never even put it in my mouth.”

I really wanted to end this conversation.

It is better to be hated.

Eventually, water began to form in the saintess’ big eyes.

“what?”

I didn’t cry out loud, just a few tears rolled down my smooth cheeks.

“Oh, what is it? What is it? I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”

“You’re only crying over sweets.”

Lane handed the handkerchief to the saintess.

Vicious bullying that can only come out of playing house.

Play house returns to its place when the role is over, but here, the role remains the same even after the play is over.

I am a person who has lived in Korea in the 21st century.

It is said to be a divided country, but it is not a place where civil war does not end like here, and it is a place where security and laws are fixed.

Can the ethics and relationships built up in such a place adapt right away to a class society like this?

Sadly, 10 years have passed, but the country and the human being have withdrawn.

One thing that cannot be abandoned as much as the longing for one’s hometown was the recognition of people in an equal society.

And Lane knew very well that this Hogu+Sweet Potato personality was my weakness.

Lane moved closer to the face of the saintess as if she had decided to drive a wedge.

“Saintess, could you look over here?”

“I’m sorry… yes.”

The saintess forcibly lifted her head and faced Rain.

“I’m telling you that it’s hard to see them often now. Hayu is my blood bag. Yes?”

“……yes.”

Rain wiped the saintess’s tears with a handkerchief.

“By the way, if the saintess contaminates the blood, is there any reason for me to have Hayu as an attendant?”

“Ah… contaminating the blood?”

stop it.

That’s enough.

Those were the words that only echoed in my mind.

“Do you know what punishment Hayu received for those two cookies?”

“…Bur, is it a punishment?”

“For two weeks…”

“That…stop! Would you like another car?”

Unknowingly, my mouth fell.

Lane had a slightly perplexed expression on her face.

And a familiar sound effect was heard.

– Tiring.

[System construction complete…100%]

[Acquire 1 point of Seven Deadly Sins: Rage from ‘Arain S. Aspondel’.]

What’s this.

[tutorial]

[start!]

With the first rebellion, time in the game began to flow.