", I mean...... How can such a thing pass city legislation? Did they buy a couple of officials? The more this is, the more work I get. "When I hung my feet off the roof, I gestured to the fake construction site. After arming myself in my apartment, I drove straight to the warehouse, where I met Eva and her lair. For safety, we decided to observe the warehouse from a neighboring building.

"I think they have at least one officer in their pocket. I think it's trolls. Ah, by the way, this charisma of yours is cool. Can't they really see or hear us from below? Eva chuckled next to me and leaned back.

"Hmm...... Why do you think so? I grumbled, squinting at the scene.

She pointed to the guards guarding the doorway. "See those two big men? They are trolls. They stink, and I can smell them against the wind. Trolls do nothing without the permission of the tribal leader. The Troll Leader is the city's Minister of Transportation. ”

And what about trolls? I'm already wondering when I'll have to give them the next demo. But this time, they earned a special reward for themselves.

"Please tell me that you are not going to wipe out the entire tribe."

"Just the families of those guards and the ministers...... Twice it was removed. "I've tried to remember the exact location of their cave system." But you're right. I can put some mustard gas at the entrance to their cave. I still have some World War II periods. That way there is less trouble. ”

Eva sighed. "Look. That's why no one likes you, call you the Demon King. They are scared because you always punish many people for one person's mistakes. You have to calm down and manage your territory more leniently. ”

I pointed to the warehouse. "Did you see that? That's the result of my tolerance! I'm just one person, and I have whole areas to look at. More than 9,000 square kilometers of mountains and valleys! I must rule with an iron fist. Not everyone is afraid of me. ”

She showed me her teeth with a big smile. "Tell me who it is."

I stammered and began counting with one hand. "Well, and you, Toad, the old lady at the bus stop, and the people in my shop. Fred ...... "I went ahead and told her their names.

She held up a hand. "I don't count, because I knew you before your family died. I have reason to believe that in your good days, you will not hurt me. The toad is also not important, because he is a hermit and only cares about his lake. And the lady at the bus stop was a banzai nymph with severe dementia. She probably didn't know who she was talking to half the time. Finally we have your human pets, playmates, who don't even know who you are. ”

I scoffed at her description of the situation. "So what do I do? I have a hard time tolerating other paranormal phenomena. You don't know how hard it is not to rip the throats of all these idiots. All I want is a quiet territory. ”

She spun around her hand. "Looking for a partner? Invade some other territories and steal some women to start a new family. I'm sure a few more helpers will ease the workload. ”

I tilted my head to look at her as if her screws were loose.

Eva raised her hands and gave up. "Or make some phone calls. I don't know how you do it. It is unhealthy for a man in the prime of life to be isolated from the rest of his species. Oh, I know! I have a twenty-second generation granddaughter, newbie! You can think of her as—"

My face turned pale and I searched for my cigarette. "How did this idea get into your head? You yourself know that the result of this union will not be vampires. The child will be ...... Something. Not sure what it is. ”

"Let me explain. She's shy, she's a wallflower, and she's serious. ”

"I thought you wanted to sell yours. It doesn't sound convincing. ”

"Exactly! She is one of those girls who thinks she doesn't need children. But she needs to have children. For my sake. The more Bloodlines you have to protect, the better. The girl had no idea what she would feel once she bit into the dust. I can't leave all the work to her siblings. So I think you might want to seduce her and give her a good bone! Just to introduce her to our supernatural evil ways. If you let her take the child, as long as she is interested in it, there is no problem. Women can own an entire football team made up of young players. Back in my time, I-"

"Stop!" I bit my inner cheek and held up a hand. Eva has returned to the Dark Ages. Women at that time knew only two states, pregnancy or pregnancy recovery. That's why she doesn't understand that someone might not want to have a big family. In this regard, she is from another era. I bet she had fourteen children die, aka the Vampire, while launching the fifteenth.

"I thank you for your offer. But if you remember the time we spent together, then you probably understand that my kind can get a little rude. And I don't like small children. "I bet the granddaughter she's complaining about is sixteen or seventeen. Then I stood up. "And, congratulations, success has made me thirsty for blood."

She actually managed to look disappointed. "Too bad. I just wanted to help. You seem to be lonely since that happened. I think she's going to have a bit of a hard time. Please remember our night. She made a claw motion and slit open her canine teeth.

I reached for my neck, and it was bitten hard during that encounter. Scratches are not taken into account.

"It's the best. Take care of anyone who runs away. I turned and jumped off the building and landed gently on the street below. We've been watching the warehouse long enough to make sure what's going on there. Although it is a construction site, it seems that people in colorful clothes come and go in and out at all, and it seems that it is not strange at all.

When I got to the guard, I gave up the charm. Sadly, neither of the two trolls knew me, so one of them stepped forward to stop me. He was dressed in a beautiful Armani outfit, so when I reached for the big man's head and turned it around, I was careful not to damage the garment, accompanied by a nice "crack".

The other guard's eyes widened and he reached into his jacket. I walked in and aimed my fist at his chin. He dodged once and screamed, looking at his arm in denial. It is now bent at an unhealthy angle. There weren't many supernatural powers who could match the trolls, and that must have been a shock to him. Without giving him time to recover, I grabbed his arm and spun him around like a child. As his head kissed the asphalt, I heard the sound of bones breaking again.

When I walked into the house, I didn't look back, although I sensed that the four members of Eva were approaching the two trolls. There is no doubt to make sure that no blood is wasted.

The entire area was empty except for the warehouse itself. As I approached the main entrance, I reached under my coat and took out two parts of the StG77. Slide the barrel into the machine gun, I snap it in and add an oversized magazine with fifty rounds. At the same time, I reached the entrance and kicked open one of the door wings.

What was waiting for me inside was both expected and completely unexpected. There is a ash tree in the huge hall of the warehouse. But there are also goblins and other supernatural dancing and partying, mingling with some humans who seem to be very fascinated. There were a lot of them, maybe forty people. Most people dance in the trees and are attracted by the music and green lights. Others sit at the table and eat.

There was a thud as the door closed behind me. It's like the spell is broken. There was silence in the room, and everyone turned to me, their eyes wide open.

I raised my gun and threw it aimlessly into the crowd. I howled with joy as they screamed, because their fear touched some instinct deep within me. The room becomes chaotic as everyone tries to escape in the other direction.

Shooting with one hand, I reached for the strap tied to the Kevlar vest. Loosely attached to it are about 80 D20 cubes. They were all bewildered by magical destruction, just like I used on the banshee. By waving the belt at the crowd, I spread the cubes around the room. A perfect supernatural crowd control.

Of course, my actions will not go unanswered. Several people fought back with their own spells. But my shield is in place, and I can endure it even if the magic consumption is strong. So far, I haven't wasted any magic on offense. It's a good way. Actually, that's why I prefer human tools to attack enemies. When attacking through non-magical means, it's safer to focus entirely on defense.

Many inexperienced magic users make the mistake of dropping their shields so they don't interfere with spells. Usually this is their last mistake. It only takes one thought to use magic to kill someone who has no protection. A little telepathy, projected on the brain or organ is enough. Even if it doesn't kill most of the sturdier supernatural creatures, being knocked down is just as good as dying.

A powerful spell slammed right around me, and the shockwave sent me flying. My shields don't help with the displaced air, as most of them are against magic attacks. After all, I'm going to face fae. But one of the elves got smarter, and he realized that my shield was dismantling their spells. So their goal is to avoid hitting my shield and hope to take me out with collateral damage.

I rammed and rolled, ejecting the second magazine while blocking a sword with the barrel. I picked up my weapon and hit the sword-wielder with the butt of my rifle. Instead of reloading, I pulled out my pistol and placed a bullet in the elf's chest. This time I didn't have to spend the whole magazine. All of my ammo is coated with special anti-demon poison. One scratch is enough, and they are like dead.

When I got back up, the room was almost empty, except for the seven elves who were preparing another spell for me while they hid behind the bar. I reached for my belt, picked off one of the grenades, threw it away, and fired sideways as their spell fired. My world was rocked by another explosion and a stinging pain in my leg, followed by an explosion of my grenade.

With a hiss, I got up and aimed my pistol at the bar. Which is gone. Plywood is not very resistant to military grenades. Feeling a tingling in my leg, I reached behind me and felt a huge splinter. I pulled it out and stood up with clumsy movements. I recovered quickly, but not in an instant. Hopefully I'll be able to walk normally in two or three minutes.

Because it's more comfortable to stand still than to move around, I spend my time photographing everyone who is still twitching. I counted 28 bodies, so the others either escaped from the trees or through the back exit. In that case, the vampire should be sucking them right now. I decided to get things done and limped to the tree. If this one is the same as the others, then one can enter the fairy by touching it while walking around the tree.

Or at least that's what I think. Before I could get closer, I limped my face against some invisible shield. It emits a green flash around the tree, then darkens and turns back into nothingness. It seems that the elves have a new way to protect their doorway? I hit the shield with my guard, but couldn't break it. All I get is a stronger flare.

It was then that I noticed a child's silent sobbing. Turning around, I found a little girl hiding behind a corpse. She was holding the corpse of a leprechaun woman. The child has a wound on his leg, possibly caused by debris flying around. But she was more concerned with the body.

I limped over to her and smiled at her. "Baby, I'm sorry. It's not for you. Do you have a name? I reached into my pocket, pulled out a pack of gum and handed it to her.

"Rey." She wiped tears from her face and looked at the gum suspiciously. She looked no more than eight years old.

"Good, Rey. Why don't you swallow the gum. It will speed up your recovery because you obviously didn't inherit it from your mom. Then go back to the fairy and find someone to take care of you. ”

She took the gum, touched my hand, and put it in her mouth. She chewed slowly, but when she realized that her wound was healing, she swallowed. After one last glance at the woman, she ran up to the tree and didn't look at me again. She touched the bark, ran around the tree, and ...... Let's go.

Well. I stood there looking at the tree. There must already be someone over there preparing to collect the warehouse. The children are almost holy to the goblins, so once she arrives - they will surely check her with magic -

The tree burst into pieces, and I raised my hand. But the fragments were sucked back into a green crack that had opened in the world. Then the whole tree disappeared as if it had never existed. "Yes, it works every time." Chewing gum is magically triggered and takes out the fairy version of the tree in this warehouse. Hopefully there are a lot of goblins nearby.

I flicked my wrist and got rid of the dark energy that the goblin imp was trying to curse me. Eight years, phew, more like a hundred years. Some elves age very slowly throughout their lives, while others look like children forever. I doubt that they will take a real prodigy to a hostile area.

After dealing with the matter, I looked around for some clues as to why they were here. It took a few minutes and searched for several corpses, but I came up with a piece of paper. Wanted poster.

"Wanted: Heir to the Harmon clan, Annia Harmon and her sister, Selie Harmon. Whoever brings them back alive will have a million ......."

I understand why so many mercenaries suddenly think it's worth risking their lives to gamble. I try to keep the pictures of girls and young women in my memory. There's so much money –

A knock at the door caught my attention. At the door, someone walked into the hall waving a white flag on a stick. Or more accurately, it was a torn white shirt with a few drops of blood on it. "Is it safe to come in?"

I sighed. "Come in, Eva."

Her head poked in. "Oh my God! So many blood bags. Guys, it's a feast! She opened the door and waved at the rest of her lair. When twenty-three vampires entered, the hall was quickly filled. Apparently, they are already responsible for transferring the different cleaning jobs between them. Some began to mend bodies with duct tape so that there would be no more blood on the floor. Others cut through hopeless chests and caught valuable liquids with white buckets.

Eva jumped up to me, visibly overjoyed. "You know the joke? An old man walked into the bar......"

I sighed and slipped the wanted warrant into my pocket. Eva doesn't need to know that the mercenaries are looking for two women in my city. Although I don't know how they got through the veil without me noticing.

“…… Ay! You don't listen! Eva huffed.

"I need a cigarette."

She tilted her cute head. "Seriously!? Didn't you blow enough steam just now? ”

I looked around and shrugged. "If it's fifty, maybe? Most didn't even try to fight. Have you caught some living people questioning? ”

Eva's expression turned to guilt. "Oh, uh...... Do we have their blood? Maybe if we draw it back......"

"Don't worry. I'm just asking. "I complained and looked for my cigarettes. Vamp! They have a mission. There is only one. Well, maybe I didn't make it clear that I wanted some prisoners...... Oh, and hold on. Apparently I lost my cigarettes. "I'll go home. You can clean it up. ”

Eva nodded, and somehow, her assets fluctuated with it. How she did it is a mystery to me. "Of course!"

I hurried away before I decided to let her lean over the next table and hit her. No matter her entire nest is watching. Dealing with trolls will have to wait until tomorrow!