(a)

The plane was late...... Should I say that it is not true?

The evening sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning the entire lounge orange-red. The three of them were bored, so they sat there and chatted. During this time, Nalan suddenly threw out such a question:

"By the way, Remy, who do you think, me or Fran?"

Remilia, who was sitting beside him, tapped her lower lip with her index finger, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"You're stronger, aren't you? I don't think you've ever lost to Fran......

"Haha!" Nalan smiled, "I see, that's what you think?"

"Is there something wrong?" Remilia wondered.

"Not really, from the perspective of a bystander, it makes me feel better than Fran, and it is a matter of course. ”

After all, Nalan Twilight is real, and she has never lost to Fran. From that deathmatch four hundred and ninety-five years ago, to the recent various competitions and "games", he has always been able to play Fran out of temper.

"But, does that really mean I'm stronger than Fran?" said Nalan again, "I'm afraid not, right?"

"The result is deceptive, and if you look at the result alone, Rome destroyed Carthage, the former won, the latter lost, there is nothing to say. But then you can't understand why Hannibal Baca has such a high place in history. In fact, if you don't stand in the shoes of the Romans, you can't appreciate the fear that the name 'Hannibal Baca' brings to the Romans. ”

"All I want to say is," Nalan said with a blank face, "if you don't stand in my place, you don't understand how hard it was for me to fight Fran. ”

"I'm no better than Fran, Remy, I'm just better at scheming than she is. Ironically, even if it was just a completely incoherent fight, Fran was able to easily push me into a corner, leaving me in the dilemma of losing the game if I made a mistake. It's a pressure you can't feel as a bystander. ”

"A single pinch can destroy everything in sight, and a single shot of a magic bullet is enough to kill. The raging whirlwinds and scorching flames were nothing more than her squandering of the magic in her body. No matter how much magic makes her never reach this level in her life, when she comes to her, it's like child's play. What's even more terrifying is that this is not her limit, and you and I don't have the ability to push her to the limit at all. ”

"If you want me to say, Fran is strong, and he is strong...... Hell knows how strong she is!"

(b)

"Hahahahaha!"

The ground in front of the pond collapsed into a terrifying crater. Flandrew stood at the edge of the pit, stooping and laughing inside. The dust stirred up by the collapse of the ground had not yet dissipated, and her vision was hazy.

However, even if she doesn't look at it, she knows where Suwako is at this time and what kind of state it is.

Fran preemptively blows the battle horn to say why she did it...... That's why there's no reason for that, and that's what she was made for.

"Boom!"

An explosion came from the bottom of the pit, and in an instant a figure came out of the smoke that filled the mouth of the pit, and rushed into the air like a cannonball. It was none other than Suwako, who was blown up by Fran's sudden pinch.

Nasuwako floated high, looking down at the big hole in the courtyard of the shrine, and couldn't help frowning.

"Hey, little ghost!" she said in a deep voice, "do you know what you're doing?"

Suwako's tone, demeanor, and momentum at this time are all very different from Fang Cai-she is serious.

"Huh, what are you doing?" said Fran, looking up at her, and smiling, "Of course it's to prove to you that vampires are different!

"Play?"

Hearing this word, Suwako was stunned for a moment, and then laughed "hehe" as well.

"How many years have I not been invited like this...... Very good!" she exclaimed:

"Your challenge, I accept!"

"Feast, two bows, two pats, one bow!"

Strike first!

As soon as Suwako gave the order, the ground in the courtyard tossed up, and in the blink of an eye, two giant hands of earth with a height of three meters gathered together, standing on both sides of Fran, one on the left and one on the right.

"Smack!"

Suwako, who was standing in mid-air, clasped her hands together and clapped her hands loudly. The two clay hands rose to their feet and walked towards each other, swatting at Fran in their palms. Her figure was completely covered by the mud hand, and only a small section of blonde hair was exposed, and her life and death were unknown.

If this were someone else, it would definitely be squashed by these two big hands, but ...... She's Flandoro Scarlett!

The youngest third-generation vampire in the world, a man-made war machine, a Forbidden Descendant. Its strength is comparable to that of God.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The two big dirty hands shattered into dust with a deafening explosion, and Fran's figure became clear in the sinking smoke. She was still standing, unscathed, except for the pair of withered wings covered in crystals, unreservedly revealed in the explosion that had lost their magical camouflage - she had reverted to her original self.

Her pair of red eyes, which were staring at the boss, looked ...... Something crazy.

"It's not ...... Pretty capable, frog! underestimate you!" Fran yelled to the sky.

"It's not a frog, it's Suwako!"

Both sides felt that the conversation in this situation was meaningless, so they stopped talking. Fran flew up...... No, that kind of speed can't be called "flying", Suwako just blinked an eye, and then missed Furan's figure. By the time she could react, Fran was already in front of her.

"Die!"

Fran pulled it towards Suwako's left chest with one claw. This claw is to make Suwako "heartbreak"!

"What do you think!"

Of course, Suwako saw through the other party's moves, raised her hand and slapped the back of Fran's hand with a palm, and knocked out the blow with a "snap". One blow misses Fran, and her body posture is simply so bad that she is completely defenseless. Seeing this opportunity, Suwako in turn locked Fran's throat with a claw, grabbed her neck and rushed straight down, and the target was the bluestone pavement below!

"Bang!"

There was a scalp-tingling thud, and Flandall slammed her head down on the uneven slate, and even her brains burst and blood splattered, and she died completely.

Suwako stepped on Furan's corpse and slowly stood up. She shook off the blood on her fingertips, glanced down, then pouted, and said in a rather disappointing tone:

"Hmph...... After all, it's just a demon, so I looked forward to it in vain. ”

"It's not a demon, it's a vampire!"

The cold words sounded in her ears so frightened her that she almost didn't jump. Her first instinct, of course, was to turn around and find out, but the arms that were chained around her waist prevented her from all movements.

"Doppelganger! Damn, when did you get it!"

The corpse was still bleeding from her feet, and the person who held her from behind was none other than Flandoro Scarlett who was unscathed. Suwako Miya realized the problem immediately, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Fran, more Fran appeared in front of Suwako, one in front of the left and one in front of the right, all facing her with an innocent smile. These two, plus the one behind her, and the corpse on the ground, are a total of four doppelgangers!

Moreover, Suwako can feel that the quality of each doppelganger is very high, and there is no priority at all. She wanted to quickly find the main body and kill it, but after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't find it.

"Could it be...... Isn't there such a thing as an 'ontology'?"

When she realized this, she happened to see that Fran, who was standing in front of her to the left, slowly stretched out his hand in the direction where she was.

"Goodbye, Frog Fairy......"

"It's all said, it's not a frog it's a ......"

"Smack!"

Flandrew clenched her fists.