After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

I don’t know how long this will take.

As he thought about this, Aize's expression gradually became serious.

Villian, who was following Aize, stared at his profile for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something and began to look around.

As if looking for something.

Boom!!!

“Hooaaaaaaaa——”

A loud crash suddenly came from the abandoned building nearby.

A blood slave, who didn't know whether it was extremely evil or what, suddenly started violently banging on the door at the entrance of the house.

While roaring, it stretched its claws out from the broken hole as far as possible, trying to catch the two.

Even though its pale skin was burned by the sun and it let out wails and growls, it did not give up this futile and self-destructive attempt.

It looks scary at first, but I'm used to it.

Just keep a distance from buildings when walking. If it's a sunny day, you don't have to worry at all.

"Hateful, so scary~"

Just as Aize was thinking this, with extremely fake acting, Villian suddenly pounced on Aize and hugged his neck tightly.

As a result of this action, half of the shoulder and arm were completely sunken.

It's quite soft... No, that's not the problem.

"……What are you doing?"

Aize turned his head and looked at the witch who was clinging to him with a speechless expression.

The latter tightened his arms around Aize, and could hardly suppress the smile on his face:

"Weren't you scared by the blood slave just now? It's safer to hug Aize~ Woo woo, that just now, I feel like I'm going to have a nightmare tonight~"

The acting was too abstract, which frightened Aize from other directions.

"Tsk——"

Perhaps because her actions didn't achieve the desired effect, Villian made some unhappy noises.

The expression that symbolized exaggerated acting also disappeared, and he complained directly in a scolding tone:

"Boring, not cooperating at all~"

"...No, what do you want to cooperate with?"

"What's it called? You mentioned it before, the kind that's very common in movies and TV shows from your hometown... uh, oh yeah, the suspension bridge effect!"

While speaking, Villian did not let go of Aize.

Even the arm that was hugging his neck was wrapped tighter than before.

"The two protagonists are in love, and their relationship progresses rapidly in a crisis. Isn't this a romantic development? And yet you don't react at all. Doesn't that make me look like a fool?"

To be honest, they do look alike.

Aize sighed helplessly and said... No, what can I say about such outrageous behavior?

After this ordeal, the tension that had just been triggered by the scene disappeared without a trace.

and many more.

...Could this be what she was thinking?

Aize looked at Villian again with a puzzled look.

The latter smiled lightly, let go of Aize, raised his hand and poked his forehead hard.

"That's right. It's a rare occasion for the two of you to go out together, so why are you always looking so miserable? Just treat me like a fool, and smile~"

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, took two steps at a time, and skipped to the front.

He even hummed a song that Aize had never heard before, and his mood was inexplicably high.

"Uh……"

Aize finally came to his senses at this time, and almost immediately covered his red face and turned his eyes away.

This guy always makes surprise attacks like this.

I can't handle it at all.

In this strange but not unpleasant atmosphere, Villian came to a crossroads.

It is located between the main city gate and the royal palace, and is connected to two major commercial areas on the left and right. It can be regarded as the central location of transportation in the royal capital.

For this reason, it suffered particularly severe damage during the blood plague.

The scattered corpses and armor fragments, the destroyed roadblocks and vehicles, and the half-destroyed buildings all indicate the fierce fighting here when the disaster broke out.

Villian walked to the center of the intersection, looked around for a while, and then stopped.

"Well, that's about it."

After saying that, he squatted down and gently pressed his palms on the ground.

Close your eyes and begin to gather your strength.

In an instant, a huge magic circle shimmering with light expanded from under her feet, and strange patterns instantly occupied every corner within reach of the naked eye.

Under the reflection of the dazzling light of the magic circle, the already dim sunlight of the eternal night was almost covered in an instant.

Under the influence of this light, the surrounding space seemed to be coated with a layer of dazzling color, and even the air was shining.

In this dreamlike scene, Villian stood up again and shook her head with a look of disappointment.

“It’s not that simple.”

Then he snapped his fingers, and the magic circle under his feet instantly turned into countless points of light, which scattered and disappeared.

The surrounding scenery also returned to normal.

Aize, who knew nothing about magic and had no idea what she was doing, remained absolutely silent during the process for fear of disturbing her.

It was not until now that I finally dared to go up and talk to him.

"What was that just now?"

"Nothing much, just a formation used to detect the flow of magic power."

"Where does the magic power flow...?"

"Yes."

Villian nodded.

"Actually, before I left the treasury to find you, I had already made some progress in deciphering the ancient ritual. The second part has been confirmed to be some kind of magic transmission technique."

The spells engraved in the blood plague were almost certainly derived from the lost magic recorded on the prehistoric stone tablets in the royal treasury.

It has also been confirmed that it consists of three stages.

The first paragraph is some kind of healing technique.

The second part is about magic transmission?

It turned out to be the case.

Don't understand it at all.

After all, this was not Aize's area of expertise, so after thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

Ask honestly.

"It feels totally out of place. What does that mean?"

"To put it simply, this technique has the ability to transfer magic power from one place to another, but I don't quite understand how or why it does this."

Villian scratched her beautiful purple hair and shook her head.

"After all, it's a lost ancient technique, and the gap between it and the modern system is really huge. But I think if someone is really conducting magic power based on the blood plague, we should be able to discover something by exploring the flow of magic power in the infected area."

Is that why you just used such a large spell to detect magic power?

"The results of it?"

Miss Witch shook her head:

"No, because of the Eternal Night caused by the blood plague, the capital is now filled with magic power. Even if there is magic power being transmitted, it cannot be detected in this situation."

If you want to hide a drop of water, it is best to hide it in the ocean.

This is the situation Villian is facing.

"Um……"

Aize began to think again.

He didn't understand magic, nor did he fully understand the workings of the blood plague, let alone sense magic power.

But it doesn't matter, as long as other people know.

"Why don't we talk to Charlotte about this?"

"Um?"

"Isn't the so-called Eternal Night the large-scale spread of magic power by the vampires and blood slaves, blocking out sunlight and creating an area suitable for their habitation? Charlotte, as one of the original vampires, should be very familiar with the Eternal Night. She's already told us the location of her base, so why not go take a look?"

Chapter 88 Dusk

As the capital, the royal capital of Alster has grown step by step through multiple expansions along with the establishment and development of the kingdom, reaching its current size.

Unlike other cities, this place has a layered, nesting doll-like structure with clear hierarchies.

A large area around the palace, where the safe zone is now located, is basically occupied by the mansions of various nobles and the headquarters of long-established organizations.

Those emerging wealthy businessmen, retired high-level adventurers, etc. can only settle down in the cubes relatively outside the city as a second choice.

Oak Street is one such area.

As a gathering place for businessmen from all walks of life, this place is occupied by a large number of luxury houses.

Due to the low population density, the efficiency of converting blood slaves is extremely low.

In addition, most of the residents here were well-informed, and more than half of them fled at the beginning of the blood epidemic.

Even now that the entire capital has turned into hell, the damage here is relatively the least severe.

Located in the center of this street is a house of astonishing scale, even larger than most aristocratic mansions.

Once upon a time, it belonged to a core member of the business guild.

Now, it has been occupied by uninvited guests and has become the base of activities for the vampires in the royal capital.

Located on the second floor of the main building is a bedroom with exquisite decoration and unusual size.

The heavy curtains tightly covered the windows, preventing even a little sunlight from entering, making the interior extremely dim and causing the extremely luxurious decorations and furniture to be swallowed up by the darkness, losing their original colors.

In the darkness, Charlotte was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, lifeless.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and a figure came silently to the bedside.

"Master, it's time to get up."

"..."

"Master, it's time for your appointment."

"Um……"

At the repeated calls of the familiar voice, Charlotte opened her eyes, slowly sat up in bed, and then yawned loudly.

"what time is it now?"

"It's five thirty-five. It's almost dark."

The person who called Charlotte to get up and answered her questions was a woman wearing a men's butler's uniform, with short golden hair and very distinctive facial features.

She was one of Charlotte's earliest followers, and on weekdays, she took care of her master's daily life as a follower.

"What's the plan for today?"