Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

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　"Okay, okay, I won't..."

　Theradore answered casually, but before she could finish speaking, she noticed something and gently raised her head: "Oh, this visitor doesn't seem friendly—"

　Dente pouted; the last time she'd been this assertive was back then. She glanced around, then slammed her hand on the table: "Don't change the subject!"

　It's understandable that she would think that way, since there was nothing around at that moment.

　Theradores seemed to be just gazing at the sky, but that direction was empty, with nothing there.

　Theradore remained silent, pulling Dente into her arms with one hand, then sprinted away, leaping a great distance by pushing off the ground with both legs.

　Dente: "???"

　"what are you doing?"

　In response to Dente's questioning, Theredo kept glancing behind her while moving further away from the city: "It's a Camarilla Mickey... a kind of reverse trait user."

　Seeing that Dente was a name she had never heard of before, Teredo quickly explained, "It's a vampire that can only be seen with a silver surface."

　Upon hearing this, Dente's eyes widened, and she questioned, "Wait, shouldn't you be the opposite, not being seen by Gin?"

　Indeed, that's how most vampires are.

　"That's why they're called Trait Reversers. The Camarilla is invisible; only Silver can see them."

　"【Campaigner - Finers】are highly mobile on flowing water, while 【Campaigner - Sunwalkers】are enhanced in sunlight... and so on."

　"And these creations are proof of the ambition of the 'Once Upon a Time' Camarilla' to replace humanity."

　With that, Theredo led Dente to a deserted roadside with a relaxed expression, turning to face the empty space.

　It wasn't until Dente used his magic to sense the presence of dozens of unseen vampires in the open space that he realized there were indeed dozens of them.

　Then, a male vampire emerged.

　Wearing a tailcoat, he looked somewhat melancholic yet noble as he walked through the group of "Secret Agents".

　Even if you can see him with the naked eye.

　However, like Theradora, he roams freely in the sunlight... Pigeon God! Can't you be a little more useful?!

　Let's punish these guys with sunlight!

　"The ancient people of the Toledo clan—"

　The male vampire struck a pose, his words uttered in a somewhat awkward manner: "We, the Camarilla Secret Alliance, extend our sincerest respects to you... I am McCavill McCavill."

　Dente pondered this for a moment.

　With this naming format... is the other party also an Ancient One?

　"I have long admired your name, Your Excellency of the Micavian family."

　Theradore made a polite remark, then looked at Dente: "Little magical girl, you're free... Now get far away from me."

　Dente paused, then opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, only asking, "Can we win?"

　"..."

　"It will win."

　Chapter 273 The jungler came to help the mid laner, Vladimir.

　The vampires... or more commonly known as "vampires," have a rather complex web of power—basically, there are thirteen clans.

　Bruch, Gangro, Micavian...

　wait wait wait.

　However, in addition to the thirteen clans, there are other vampire families composed of other surnames, such as Toredo and Zepesh.

　However, in the general sense, the thirteen clans are still considered to be the most powerful.

　Even the most powerful groups have their own set of principles...

　Even so, vampires, who are separate from the monster system... are still a prime example of a small circle with many troubles.

　Yes, these guys are all noobs.

　A prince who is one of the few in a family, the best he can be is a weirdo leader who is afraid of light, afraid of silver, afraid of everything.

　And what about the ancients (Antediluvian) who were named after clans?

　It's much stronger than a leader-level monster. Although it can already crush leader-level monsters, it's no longer afraid of light or wooden stakes piercing its heart.

　It's not impossible to go up against a "King-level" opponent.

　Well, even if it breaks at the slightest touch, it's still worth touching.

　A group of Diamond-ranked players in the new season have caused a stir in Europe.

　However, a diamond is still a diamond. Although it can't fool a master player, it's still quite intimidating against a silver player like Dente.

　Now that Theradores is letting me go, I have to make a run for it right away!

　Dente immediately became a mess... preparing to sneak back to the church to hide, never to concern himself with worldly affairs again, and regardless of whether Theradora could win.

　Since they are both ancient, they probably can't be too bad, right?

　Thinking about this, Dente pondered the differences between the thirteen clans and the other ancients... and felt inexplicably uneasy.

　Although Dente was forced to join in during this period, she didn't suffer any injustice.

　No, we have to find a way to help her...

　With this in mind, Dente considered the difference in strength between the two sides and felt that he definitely couldn't do it on his own.

　What should we do then...?

　Report it to the authorities; what else can we do?

　-

　"McCarville, what do you want?"

　As she questioned this, surging crimson blood flowed around Theredo.

　Standing on the sea, she confronted a vampire named McCavill McCavill... the two hadn't started fighting yet.

　Not yet.

　As for Theodore's words, McCavill stretched out his hand towards her from a distance: "Give me that book!"

　Knew it……

　This answer was exactly what Theodore had expected, since the Ancients usually lived in seclusion and were suddenly causing trouble for him.

　It was obviously for that "Book of Promotion".

　Theredo had no intention of giving the book away; she simply grinned and said, "If you want it, come and get it yourself! You know the rules."

　In that case, the negotiations failed.

　Although McCavill himself didn't have high hopes.

　"Since you put it that way, then I won't stand on ceremony."

　As he said this, McCavill's lips curled into a cruel smile, and then his figure vanished from the spot like a bolt of lightning.

　When it reappeared, it was already in front of Theradora.

　McCavill raised his hand, and countless blood-red, intertwined magical energies transformed in his hand into a shape resembling the head of a giant wolf.

　A massive wolf-shaped spell lunged at Theredo.

　"boom!!!"

　With a loud snapping sound, Teradeo was struck instantly... and then shattered into pieces on the spot.

　Or rather, with that one blow, she instantly turned into blood.

　It scattered in a light, drizzling sound...

　Then, not far away, the blood gathered together again and solidified into a body once more.

　This is why the ancients can be considered to be at the "diamond level".

　The reason these old things have survived to this day and become old is because they have all sorts of ways to escape.

　This was also within McAvil's expectations. He quickly appeared behind Theradore, a sharp blood blade forming on his arm.

　He slashed down hard on her head.

　However, this time, Theradora also retaliated by conjuring a solidified blood blade in her hand.

　"bump!"

　"boom!!!"

　A massive shockwave emanated from the two of them and spread outwards, causing huge waves to surge across the sea.

　The waves crashed against the shore, creating huge sprays at the harbor that rose high before crashing back down, soaking passersby from head to toe.

　The two people in the center of the tsunami separated immediately after their initial exchange, and then began to fight each other again.

　Besides hand-to-hand combat, countless materialized spells made of blood, such as bats, mastiffs, and giant sharks, constantly intertwine.

　"Oh!"

　"Bang!!"

　The two continued their battle, seemingly evenly matched, but gradually... Teredo began to lose ground.

　"Boom!"

　With a clash between the two in mid-air, Theradora was instantly blasted into the sea and then exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

　The reunited Theredos looked somewhat out of breath, while McAvil, though not in good shape either, seemed a little more at ease than Theredos.

　If the battle between the ancients were to truly be decided, it could last for days and nights...

　If magical girls and monsters are like glass cannons with their attacks maxed out.

　So vampires might be their opposite... They have an incredibly high amount of health, but they don't have any means to kill their opponents with magic.

　In the past, the stronger side could simply steal the opponent's blood during battle to achieve a quick victory.

　Unfortunately, the new theory was proven hundreds of years ago.

　That is, the "self" category.

　Self-inflicted magic runes, self-inflicted magic power... This means that the holder of ice magic can no longer easily manipulate the water in another person's body to freeze into ice.

　Those who possess water abilities are no longer able to control the water in others' bodies and effectively extract it.

　The era of vampires thus vanished completely.

　"Hand it over, Terado."

　McCavill shouted, his eyes gleaming with a mad dream: "If we have that book, the era of our vampires will return!"

　"..."

　"Oh, the era of vampires, perhaps such a thing existed... but unfortunately I don't look forward to its arrival."

　Theradore responded with a hint of mockery on her face; she looked rather weak and noticeably pale.

　There is some blood deficiency, which is not a good sign.

　"I am a proponent of appeasement."

　As Theradores spoke, he looked up, and McCavill, sensing something, also looked up at the sky.

　A large group of magical girls is rapidly approaching.

　"Hey! Pro-amity faction, take this!"

　Dente, who arrived quickly, shouted this and threw several blood bags at Theodore: "I've brought people from the Holy See to help you."

　As she spoke, countless wary and guarded magical girls dressed in church attire surrounded the two ancient beings.

　Countless ready-to-be-launched spells were aimed at McCavill.

　Yes, Dente has called for reinforcements.

　……