74 The cannibalism. (2/2)

No killing this time, so it's easy. This is a good test of your skills.

Even if I lose to the cannibals, it doesn't change the fact that I'm pretty strong in this Demon Lord army. I'll have to give up the captivity of the Demon Knight, but I'm sure Senri will forgive me if I did my best and lost.

I'm in a good mood because I got a new item, but Monica asks me if I'm sure.

”Master End, are you sure you're okay without the blood?

I don't want to stain my mouth with blood that doesn't taste very good. I'll take it if Monica will give it to me.

Oh, I see. ......

The prison environment has improved, but I have yet to find any blood that strongly stimulates my blood-sucking urges.

You can find a number of girls that may shine if you polish them up, but they are not well nourished yet, and even with a better living environment, you are still trapped in enemy territory, which is stressful. In addition, because I was with Monica and the others, I seemed to be a fearsome enemy to the captives, and they became frightened when I showed up. This means that I can't suck their blood properly.

But if I hadn't known how Senri tasted, I would have sucked their blood without being extravagant. She's a real sinner, changing the life of a naive vampire. You have to take responsibility.

Don't worry, I'm growing up. I'm growing and I know my limits.

I've practiced my magic so I can use it a little. I don't have the right attributes, so I can only use simple life magic such as making water, starting fires, and drying wet things, but the vampire's magic power is enormous, so I can expect some effects.

They are not undead, they are living creatures. If it's not Epe or Arbatos, you should be able to fight more than 50-50.

We've survived this long, after all. We just have to do what we've always done.

As I'm thinking to myself, Oliver, in his werewolf form, reverently hands me a ruggedly large sword.

It's a two-handed sword, much larger than mine, and it seems to have been originally made for a beastman warrior with great strength. Naturally, it is not heavy enough for a human to handle, and although I haven't measured it in detail, it probably weighs no less than a hundred kilograms.

There is no magic on it, and at first glance it appears to be just a piece of iron. I grasped it in my right hand and slowly lifted it. I shook it gently.

It is not light, but not heavy either. I'm not very heavy, so if I swing it around, my body might swim, but no matter how big my opponent is, if I hit him with it, he won't be safe. It's the perfect weapon for me.

So let's have a quick look at the power of this army's number two.

Maybe Monica will give me some blood if I look good, so let's get fired up.

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The number two in the Liners' army, the Cannibal, is apparently not well-liked. Maybe he's even more hated than I am for being an outsider and sticking my nose in.

He's arrogant, violent, and gluttonous, and has been especially oppressed by the lower ranks of the army. If it weren't for his immense power, he would have been assassinated long ago, according to the demon tribe I beat. I wonder if that's why people don't call him by his name.

The demon king, Rynell, is a man-eating demon.

It seems that the Demon Lord Rainer doesn't eat people, and I got the impression from his story that all his frustrations went to ”cannibalism”.

I'm doing something similar, but since I'm not eating people, my prison isn't empty, and I'm not doing anything pointless like torturing other lower levels, so I guess I'm better off.

The decisive battle was not inside the treasury, but outside, in a square some distance from the base.

A number of members had gathered around to watch the duel between the number two and the newcomer. Some of them were the ones I had beaten. Some of them are conversing with each other as if they are terrified by my appearance.

”Look, he looks ...... like a man.

”Demons. A vampire. A vampire, turned into a demon by a forbidden art--how daring to abandon one's own kind.

Unfortunately, today's moon was far from full, and the moon was obscured by thick clouds.

The ground was dirt. The ground was dirt, with large stones and poor footholds. The trees have been cut down to a minimum, but there are still stumps. We had to be careful. There are footprints on the ground, and the smell of blood stains the air.

My plan is to kill it with one blow.

I'll be careful not to kill you because killing is not allowed, but today's opponent is different from the ones I've faced in the past.

The demons and lizards were blessed with physical abilities, but they didn't have extraordinary powers. The other challengers only changed their weapons and challenged them head on. There was no mage either. This must be the culture of those who are blessed with good physique and physical abilities.

It was only natural that I, who was superior in all abilities due to the power of the curse, was victorious.

One of the information I obtained beforehand was that the Cannibal was cunning. If they are second only to the Demon Lord, they must not only use force.

Does he know about me?　Will they be wary of me?

I'd like to think that he'll be a little careless at first, since he's been unbeatable for so long.

He checked his body lightly and waited for his opponent to arrive.

Suddenly, Monica, who was watching us from a distance, let out a short cry.

”Ah--

I heard a brief sound. But I couldn't avoid it.

I thought I was on my guard, but the blow was completely unexpected.

The impact from above my head knocked me to the ground. And my body burst into flames.