"Yummy!"

Fujimaru Rika held the black teacup in her hand, took a sip, and let out such an emotional sound.

To be honest, she doesn't really like black tea. Except for iced tea (drinks). In the animation, in order to show the elegance of the character, there will always be a shot where he or she takes a sip of black tea with a teacup. If it is to show consciousness, or to show emotion, it will be accompanied by a sentence: The tea that XXX used to brew was difficult to drink, but now it has become so good. Generally speaking, this kind of shot will be accompanied by this XXX sentence: Is that so? You said it was delicious.

Under the bombardment of this plot, Rika Fujimaru secretly bought a box of black tea herself. The name is Darjeeling, which belongs to the precious type of black tea.

Then after making a cup of tea with great interest, she gave the rest of the tea to her father.

It's called impulse spending.

Black tea is tea after all, and it must taste like tea...... For her when she was still young, the bitter taste in the tea was too profound. What's more, she had never made tea at all, and thought that it was the same as making juice powder or coffee, adding a bunch of tea leaves to the cup, looking finely broken, but in fact, after brewing, it was different. Too much tea leaves make the first cup extraordinarily strong, or rather, extraordinarily bitter......

The only result of this incident is that Rika Fujimaru's impression of black tea fell from the sky to the earth.

The only result is that when a certain animation is on the air, I have a special affinity for the British-style girls named after tea leaves, especially Ms. Darjeeling.

However, the black tea brewed by Kiyohime does not have the bitter taste of tea at all, and in addition to the flavor of milk and sugar is cleverly neutralized, there seems to be a taste of fruit, and I don't know what processing skills Kiyohime used.

The craftsmanship is quite high.

It tastes like a hot drink, but the aftertaste in your mouth is much more delicious than a cheap sugar water mixture.

Originally, when she saw Ji bringing black tea, she was about to take a sip and put it down. Unexpectedly, this trial was addictive.

"One more drink!"

Against the heat of her mouth, she brought the cup to Kiyohime again.

"Hey! Good! Lord Ahn Jin~"

The sweet feeling in Qing Ji's words was even sweeter than this black tea, and she filled the white porcelain teacup with a smile.

Matthew, who was on the side of the attendant, frowned a little unpleasantly, pulled Yagi Yukisai next to him, and said in a low voice: "Yagi senior, please ask me to make tea when I go back." ”

"Ah...... Well, yes, yes. Well, come back, let's talk about it when we go back! ”

Yagi Yukisai smiled awkwardly, and Matthew also realized that now was not the time to say this, so he coughed dryly, stopped talking, and stood up straight.

She always felt as if Miss Kiyohime was plucking herself, and there was some indescribable pride in her eyes, or rather, a smug emotion in it.

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing to say that...... But actually, Kiyohime, we're not Lord Ahjin. ”

In order to divert the embarrassment just now, Yagi Yukisai coughed along the dry cough and tried to explain it to Kiyohime.

"Ah, I understand. You're not Lady Ahn Jin. He is the last master of mankind. ”

Up to now, Yagi Yukisai suddenly found that it seems that every enemy knows this statement. Is this some kind of consensus? The last time I had this idea, when I was reading the Chinese classical masterpiece Journey to the West, I suddenly noticed that it seemed that no matter which monster it was, it would be immortal if you ate Tang monk meat. So, who is spreading this kind of news?

However, it would be nice if Kiyohime could understand this. Yukisai Yagi breathed a sigh of relief.

"In other words, the two masters are the reincarnations of Lord Ahn-jin!"

"What kind of causal logic is this?!"

Yagi Yukisai has no choice but to flip the table! What the hell is this? Is there any necessary connection between this? It's like if a person likes to eat pork, does he have to be a math professor? These two things have nothing to do with each other, do they? How did you come to the conclusion that the last master of mankind is equal to An Zhen?

Moreover, who the hell is An Zhen!

"Huhuhu, it's okay. Kiyohime understands everything! You can't be wrong with these eyes. Ah, whether it's the face, whether it's the smell, whether it's the soul, it's all! Ahn Jane! My lord! You can't go wrong! Kiyohime me! You won't be mistaken! Uh-huh! ”

Her tiny body leaned on the back of the chair and leaned over it, wrapping around Rika Fujimaru's shoulder like a snake.

"That...... Maybe it's my delusion.,Let's not talk about the soul or something.,Is my face and smell similar to Fujimaru?! ”

Yagi was shocked, and the whole person was shocked: one was a man, one was a woman, one was black-haired, one was orange-haired, one was short-haired, one was a side ponytail, and the other was wearing a white dress with a black dragon tattooed on it - where did this black dragon come from?! The other wore a blue-black swordsmanship suit with armor on the outside...... No matter who looks at them, these two people are not like each other at all, right?

Matthew, Siegfried, and even the mechanical King Attila said, "It's different. Judged to be two instances. ”

Just when everyone was chatting about meaningless topics, a pitch-black bat rushed over in the space in front of the two, turning into a pitch-black mist and condensing into shape, and the gathered magic filled into flesh and blood, forming a blond man dressed in black and with a thin physique.

The pale skin is reminiscent of morbidity, while the pale blue eyes give a deep feeling.

The Servant who will appear in this way is currently the only one Vlad III.

He appeared in a half-crouching position and stood up straight.

"Master, Yu has come back from gathering information...... Something seems to have happened here. ”

Vlad III squinted his eyes and stared at Kiyohime. Kiyohime didn't let go at all, and hugged Fujimaru Ritsuka's neck more tightly from behind.

"Huh? This isn't Vlad Gong! Why, the Southern Front collapsed, did you turn against the water? ”

One sentence made Vlad III feel unhappy.

He didn't really mind what he was called to and what he was called to do—but! He also has his own bottom line! The first is that as a hero, he may act obediently and resolutely, but he will never try to destroy the world. Secondly, everything who hooks him up to Dracula is his enemy!

This time, he was forcibly inflicted with the Berserk state by the Dragon Witch, and summoned him with the concept of [Dracula], allowing him to destroy the world. Offended him two angry points at once. As the saying goes, a dragon has reverse scales and dies when touched, let alone touching the reverse scales twice in a row?

Therefore, he commanded the southern front, completely detached, and never loyal in his heart. If it weren't for the compulsion of being called, he would have left it long ago.

"Ah, but it's normal to be backwater. Who made the other party Ahn Jin-sama! It's really my Lord Ah-jin! It can convince Vlad's heart! And so many loyal subordinates! Admired by 10,000 people! Although my heart burns with a little antagonism, this is not jealousy. No, it's not~"

Kiyohime was talking to herself, and Vlad III was silent for a while, deciding to get rid of her topic directly, turning his head and reporting the information he had gathered to Rika Fujimaru.

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