Volume 1, Chapter 9 – Dragged Away by Force

Well then, I thought I’d be enjoying my slow life today as usual, but Chris-san showed up with a letter and a beaming smile.

Then, with her very first words, she dropped a horrifying truth on me.

“Fiene-sama. An invitation has arrived from His Majesty the King. I have prepared a carriage to receive you, so please get ready.”

“Umm, I’m planning to take a nap today, so could we maybe do next year instead?”

“Of course not. Just how long do you intend to continue this self-indulgent lifestyle? Both His Majesty and His Holiness are waiting with bated breath.”

“Nooo…”

And so, my poor self was stuffed into an absurdly luxurious carriage and forcibly taken to the royal capital.

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“Ah~ the poor little Vampire~♪ being sold away~♪”

I sang a mournful tune to express my protest with all my might.

“Fiene-sama, what on earth are you singing?”

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“Ugh. I’m certain that once I reach the capital, I’ll be tied to a stake and killed. The clergy will immobilize me with Holy Water…”

“What are you saying? You were the one who mistook Holy Water for drinking water and drank it.”

“Ugh.”

“And who was it, exactly, who said it tasted delicious and made them feel energetic, and that they wanted to drink more?”

“ Eep. ”

That’s all because of the chaotic settings I made up on a whim!

Thanks to Holy Absorption, Holy Water has become my favorite drink.

When I drink it, it tastes amazing, and I can feel the energy welling up inside me.

On the flip side, my abilities as a Vampire are incredibly pathetic!

“As a nation, we cannot simply leave Fiene-sama as you are. Merely greeting them once will be enough. Besides, I will surely stop anything that Fiene-sama dislikes. I stake my pride as a knight, and swear upon my Holy Sword Sesrumnir, that I will protect you.”

Man, this kukkoro knight lady… she’s not a bad person, but she’s way too serious.

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“Chris-san, I’m a Vampire, you know? A Holy Knight shouldn’t make an oath like that to a Vampire.”

When I said that, Chris-san gave me a “Here we go again” look.

“I understand. You wish to drink blood again, don’t you? Please wait a moment.”

With that, she nonchalantly cut her own wrist and began pouring blood into a cup.

Wait, what? Whenever I bring this up, is that how she interprets it now?

I hastily cast magic to heal Chris-san and apologized.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. But, thank you.”

The fresh blood was deliciously consumed by me, the staff. ¹ Parody of food shows on Japanese TV.

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“Your Majesty. I have brought Fiene Argentata-sama.”

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I followed Chris-san’s lead and knelt before the King.

My poor self had finally been dragged before the King.

—Ahhh, the event is progressing…! (Sob)

“Umu. My knight, Christina. Well done. You may lift your head. Now then, Lady Fiene. I thank you for your assistance in the subjugation of the Vampire Schwarz.”

“I am humbled by your generous words.”

“Lady Fiene, I have heard that even though you have yet to obtain a Class, you purified Schwarz with Purification Magic, and furthermore saved the heavily wounded knights using Healing Magic. Is this true?”

“Yes.”

As I answered, a stir ran through the audience chamber.

“I see. It seems you are truly beloved by the Gods of Justice and Compassion. Before you obtain a Class, I would certainly like you to hear what the Pope has to say.”

“Yes.”

This is bad, this is very bad. They’re filling in the outer moat bit by bit. This really feels like a forced event.

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“Umu. I have heard that you already received a reward for the subjugation from Viscount Mushroom, but I shall grant you something from myself as well. If there is anything you desire, do not hesitate to speak.”

“Thank you very much. However, since I have already received a reward—”

“Hmm. I see. To possess such self-restraint and lack of greed at such an age… you are truly worthy of being called a Saint.”

Hey, wait a minute. How did it turn into that?

Taking a second reward would basically be like demanding both the gold axe and the silver axe.

Normally, wouldn’t people get mad if I just honestly asked for money here?

Oh, for goodness’ sake. If it’s a forced event, is the Class forced too?

“Ah, do not worry. Of course, one does not become a Saint simply by wishing for it; it is a title bestowed by the Gods after much diligence. But with Lady Fiene, there should be no concern. First, obtain a Class and devote yourself to honing your abilities. I shall send a celebratory gift suited to the Class you obtain. Look forward to it.”

“Th-thank you very much.”

—Ah, man, I’m doomed.