"Against werewolves, silver products and liquid silver nitrate can make them ineffective, but for experienced hunters, there is an easier way to subdue werewolves. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

- "Xenomorph Response Manual"

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"Poof!"

Faced with the sneering Frey's sudden stab at her, Joan flashed sideways, avoiding the vital parts.

But the cold blade still cut through Joan's shirt, leaving a wound on Joan's waist that was neither deep nor shallow.

"Placed aside?" Joan couldn't understand why Frey in the darkness was able to catch his movements as if he could see everything in the dark, distracted by the nun's footsteps.

"Why! Why you can see! Joan, holding the wound on her lower back with one hand, took a few steps back and distanced herself from Frey.

Frey threw his sword back, shaking off the blood from it, and instead of answering Joan's question, he smiled.

In Frey's eyeballs, Joan's invisible dark green magic circuit had already lit up.

Under the detection of the "Eye of Detection", everything in the darkness has already been depicted by dark green lines in Frey's vision.

Joan's position and movements had long been clearly seen by Frey.

As for the misleading sound of the footsteps of the martial arts girl before, Frey just calculated and pushed the boat with the flow.

"You can see it!" Seeing Frey sneering in the dark, staring straight at herself, Joan no longer hesitated.

But he regained his composure at once, "Careless, I have to admit that you are a little clever, but don't think that werewolves just have night vision in the dark." ”

As she spoke, Joan picked up the hand that was on her waist and stretched out her little pink tongue to lick it on the blood-stained top.

"Hmm~ the smell of blood!"

As the bright red blood entered Joan's body along her tongue, her bloodthirsty nature dilated Joan's pupils, and the sword wound on her waist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This!" Seeing Joan's terrifying healing speed, Frey tightened his grip on the sword a little more.

This time, Joan looked at Frey and smiled, "Lord Frey, be careful~"

"Boom!"

Joan snatched forward, and the powerful claw strike knocked Frey, who was blocked with his sword, out and slammed into the wall of the cell behind him.

"Hmm!" The pain in his back made Frey snort.

"Lord Frey! Are you okay? Hearing Frey's muffled grunt and the cracking of the walls, Aisha groped in the darkness.

Joan didn't give Frey a chance to breathe, and clawed at Frey, who was leaning back against the wall.

"Boom!"

Frey's head was on one side, and Joan's claws were almost against Frey's head, leaving five deep paw prints on the wall where Frey's back was leaning, and the flying stone chips on the wall also fell on Frey's face.

"Huh!" Joan sneered as she watched a strand of black hair fall from Frey's sideburns.

"Even if you can see it, do you think you'll be able to keep up with me?"

Joan, who is boiling because of blood, constantly shuttles through the darkness.

"Bang! Cha! Cha! ”

The claws in his hands kept clutching at Frey's body, hands, feet, and waist......

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing that Frey in the dark had no power to fight back at all, under the claw blows of his constant shuttle impact, he was passively pushed back and forth, left and right, Joan laughed.

"Joan-sama has won!" Seeing the claw lights rushing back and forth in the darkness, hearing Joan's familiar laughter, and Frey's low moans, several martial arts women who retreated to the side certainly knew this familiar rhythm.

But in the face of Joan's impact again, Frey didn't dodge, and didn't even make a block move.

"Oh, that's a good idea." Joan saw Frey suddenly "give up resistance" and of course knew what Frey was thinking.

"Want to take a blow on purpose?"

This kind of clever enemy Joan has not encountered before, knowing that the speed cannot keep up with him, so he waits for the rabbit and trades the price of one blow for the opportunity to attack hand-to-hand combat.

Although this was the correct way of thinking, without exception, all the enemies who adopted this hand-to-hand combat line of thought died at the claws of Joan.

"Poof!"

Almost as Joan's claws grabbed Frey's neck, Frey's sword stabbed into Joan's body.

It's just that judging from the expressions of both sides, the results of the two are very different.

Compared to Frey, who let out a low groan with a painful expression, Joan had a smile on her face, and it seemed that the sword that had penetrated her body did not cause her any pain.

"Heh, is it really good to use a human body to exchange attack opportunities with the werewolves in the dark night?"

"Boom!"

Joan didn't care about the sword that pierced her body, and just pushed her body forward, letting the sword penetrate her body, and put her face in front of Frey.

Looking at Frey's painful face, the claw that was holding Frey's neck loosened slightly, "Lord Frey, put down your sword, doesn't this woman have nothing to do with you?" Is it really worth it to get to this point for her? ”

Aisha in the darkness couldn't see anything.

But through Frey's murmurs in the darkness and Joan's words, something could still be guessed.

Joan's sentence "Doesn't this woman have nothing to do with you?" ", which made Aisha bow her head deeply.

"Lord Frey, let it go, Elsa is obviously just an irrelevant woman! Why did Lord Frey do this for Elsa! ”

Thinking back on everything before, Elsa clearly knew that it had always been her wishful thinking to put on a maid costume and think of herself as Frey's maid.

Freco never agreed, and everyone else never admitted that he was like a clown in a maid's costume compared to Sister Dog.

If you really want to say that you really mean that she is just a redundant and annoying woman with a dead face next to Frey.

Now that Frey was hurt like this because of herself, Elsa couldn't bear to let Frey continue.

But Frey scolded, "What an irrelevant woman! At that time, I kept saying that I would be a slave and a servant for me for the rest of my life, and now I want to regret it? No way!

Wait until I clean up this she-wolf, and see that I don't kill you, a disloyal low-ranking subordinate! ”

"Whew!" Hearing Frey's scolding, Aisha burst into tears, "Woo...... Not...... Lord Frey, Elsa knows she is wrong. ”

"Protect your own maid? It's really touching, but now let's take a look at your own situation! ”

Joan looked at Frey, who was holding the sword, looking like he was at the end of a strong crossbow, the wolf tail behind him was already happily swaying from side to side, and the two pointed wolf ears on his head also moved.

"Huh? Tail? ”

Just as Joan wagged her tail triumphantly, exposing the wolf's tail to Frey's "Detection Eye", two dark green annotations suddenly appeared in Frey's field of vision.

"Weakness?"

Frey didn't think about it, he let go of the sword in his hand and grabbed the wagging tail behind Joan with one hand.

"Whew~"

I heard a soft wolf howl in the darkness, and Joan, who was grabbed by Frey's tail, was already lying on her stomach at Frey's feet.

"Whew...... Whew~"

"Is it really a weakness?" Frey looked at Joan, who was lying at his feet like a boneless animal, and rubbed his other hand against Joan's aching neck.

"Loosen my ...... Loosen! Otherwise, I'll kill ...... Kill you! ”

Seeing that Joan, who was already powerless to resist, was still threatening him, Frey frowned, and suddenly grabbed his hand hard.

directly grabbed Joan who was lying at his feet with a "whoo~", and his whole body trembled with the ears of the two fluffy wolves.

"Woo! Stop it! No...... Don't continue! Please, Lord Frey! Frey, who was tugging at his tail, "toyed" for a while,

Joan, who had been pulled to tears, softened her tone completely, grabbed Frey's feet with both hands, and humbly begged for mercy.

"Hmph." Frey ignored Joan's pleas for mercy, grabbed the big furry tail, and dragged Joan on the ground to Elsa's cell.

Looking at the torture detention of the witch hanging in the cell, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Little she-wolf? Didn't you be fierce before? ”

"Woooooooooooo No! Joan looked at Frey with a wicked smile on his face, and his two paws were constantly scratching at the ground.

But he was still dragged by the tail of the smirking Frey.