Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"..." Michael rested his clean and beautiful chin on Van Helsing's hair.

"Yes." After a while, Mikael finally uttered a word in Lucifer's uneasy mood, instantly reassuring her.

"Lucifer...has really grown up..." Mikael slightly closed his eyes.

"Whatever you want to do in the future, just do it boldly, Michael, I will always support you..."

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The second update this afternoon is here! ~

(?(＾?＾●)ノHappy Christmas Eve!)

Chapter 146 Chapter 145: Freedom of Orange Juice for Horses in the Afternoon ([-])

"Summer is over."

Van Helsing lay on the grass, feeling the cool wind flowing through his body, refreshing and comfortable.

The sun in the sky is no longer hot, and the sun will not bring heat waves on the ground when it shines.

If Anne County is divided from the location of Anne Castle, the gate of the castle faces the southern plain of Anne County, where Anne Town is located.

The back door of the castle's backyard faces the northern plains of Anne County, where there are endless rolling mounds and velvet-like soft and neat grass blankets, which look like a frozen green ocean.

There is a straight road on the northern plains, leading to the far northern plateau, where there are granaries and farms in Anne County, with large areas of farmland and greenhouses, which provide nutrition for Anne Town.

Every morning and evening, there are tractors roaring on the road. The farmers on the farm work day and night, commuting between the farm and Anne Town, as if they have found the law of life.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one on the road, only Van Helsing's carriage was parked. The four black horses were temporarily released and ran across the field.

Fan Helsing lay down on a grassy slope in the distance, wearing a Horcrux and bathing in the warm sunshine.

Katyusha spread out a red and white checked picnic cloth beside her, with a picnic basket in the middle, and she was laying out snacks, looking at the barbecue on the portable oven, flipping through it from time to time.

Annie was sitting in a wheelchair, holding on to the string of the kite, pushed behind by the maid of evil spirits, galloping across the grass, and flying the kite together.

Lucifer used Van Helsing's stomach as a pillow, crossed his legs, and lay on the ground basking in the sun, but he was playing with his phone again.

Today is one day away from the day of cooling down, and Michael and Van Helsing have returned to the upper realm after a night of tenderness, so no one can control Lucifer.

But when Van Helsing decided to go out for a picnic, she, who was addicted to games, followed up.

Annabelle and Mary were not there. They both had their own jobs, unlike Van Helsing and the others who were free and could do whatever they wanted.

"Katyusha~ I want to drink orange juice!" Lucifer yelled at Katyusha while playing match [-] games.

"Give me one too!" Fan Helsing also said, "I want to drink too!"

"Understood." Katyusha took out two bottles of orange juice in glass bottles like milk bottles, added two straws, got up and walked to the side of the two slackers, bent slightly and handed everything to Lucifer .

"Trouble Lucifer." He was referring to asking her to feed the immobile Van Helsing.

"I'm still roasting the meat over there." Although when she came over, she had already pinched the meat away from the charcoal, so she was not afraid of being burnt, but Katyusha was worried that some flying insects would jump on the meat, and no one drove it away.

"Got it, got it," Lucifer put down his phone, and took the orange juice with both hands: "Go back, remember to call us when the meat is done roasting!"

"En." Katyusha nodded slightly, then turned back to the oven.

Now the north wind is blowing, in order to avoid the smoke, Katyusha faces south, and Van Helsing and Lucifer are not far behind her.

Lucifer unscrewed the cork of a bottle of orange juice, inserted a straw and delivered it to Van Helsing's mouth.

"Here, drink it." Lucifer put the straw into Van Helsing's open mouth and let him hold it: "Sloth..."

Suck—gulp——Van Helsing took a big mouthful of orange juice before letting go.

"Hi...I'm not a slob, do you think I don't want to move? I really can't move..."

According to Annie, it should be that during the process of becoming a vampire, the vampire's consciousness has been transformed into a stronger one, having the same "weight" as the soul, so it has the ability to directly control the physical body, correspondingly—

The soul has also become a burden to them, no matter how powerful a person is, the "weight" they can bear is equal. Since the consciousness of the vampire already has the weight of the soul, the newly added soul is beyond the burden of bearing.

Although it has the advantage of 'allowing vampires to bask in the sun', it also has the disadvantage of 'suppressing vampires and immobilizing them'.

"You can turn your clothes into a cloak and spit out the Horcrux?" Lucifer chuckled, "Isn't it because you're too lazy to move?"

"Well, you guessed it right, I'm just lazy..." Van Helsing wanted to shrug his shoulders, but his arms didn't move at all.

"Give me another sip, this time I'll finish it in one gulp!" Fan Helsing turned his eyes, looking at the orange juice in Lucifer's hand.

Lucifer handed the straw to Van Helsing's mouth, just as Van Helsing was about to grab it again, Lucifer quickly took it back.

"Hey~ No!~"

"You!..." Fan Helsing's eyes widened, you actually have the heart to bully a useless vampire who can't move at all? !

Lucifer threw away the straw, pointed at the bottle and drank the whole bottle of orange juice.

"Ha...comfortable..."

With a snap, Lucifer's little head pressed against Fan Helsing's stomach again, taking the opportunity to arch it, as if he wanted to find a comfortable angle.

"Lucifer..." Fan Helsing's tone was faint.

"I'm going to transform, I'm going to transform into a black cloak vampire!"

Lucifer calmly opened another bottle of orange juice, inserted a straw, and brought it to Van Helsing's mouth with one hand.

"That's all right." Fan Helsing's eyes lit up, and he took small sips of the straw and began to suck.

Transformation or something is still too tiring, it's better to drink ready-made ones.

Click——Lucifer took a picture of Fan Helsing with his mobile phone.

Seeing that Fan Helsing's eyes were getting dangerous, Lucifer showed Fan Helsing the little bat logo on the back of the phone.

"This is your phone!"

"Ahem!" Fan Helsing was choked by the orange juice, and immediately coughed. Lucifer quickly put the orange juice aside, with golden light gushing from his hand, and punched Fan Helsing in the chest.

puff! — the orange juice that entered the trachea spurted from Van Helsing's throat, forming a water arrow in the air.

When Katyusha heard the movement, she had already run over, helped Fan Helsing up, and gently rubbed his chest.

"Lucifer is really..." Katyusha glanced at Lucifer with some complaints.

"It's better to be gentle..."

Lucifer pretended to look around at the scenery, picked up the glass bottle next to him when he came across it, held the straw in his mouth, and continued to play match [-] puzzles while drinking orange juice.

The shirt on Van Helsing's body gradually changed, and finally became a black cloak covering the whole body, and the trousers became a black undershirt that also covered the whole body (@Conan里的小黑).

Spit - the golden Horcrux was spat aside by him, and his body immediately regained its ability to move.

"Lu, Xi, Fei, Er—" Like a ghost, Van Helsing recited Lucifer's name and stood up unsteadily.

"Orange, juice, okay, drink, huh—"

I only had two sips in total, you bastard angel! ! !

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Today's last update is here! ~

(Cream puffs are really a delicious thing, one bite at a time, and then burst with a bang, as if falling into a soft, sweet ocean!)

Chapter 147 Chapter 146: The Definite Existence and Nonexistence of Fools ([-])

In the end, Lucifer still paid the price for her greed.

Van Helsing, the stingy vampire, began to eat her barbecue.

Every time, Van Helsing's chopsticks picked up the meat she wanted to eat one step faster than her, and stuffed it into her mouth as if nothing had happened.

"Fan Helsing, don't go too far!" Lucifer scratched his hair, staring at this dark cloaked weirdo.

"Hmph..." Fan Helsing snorted lightly.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Van Helsing, stop teasing Lucifer, she should also know that she was wrong..." Katyusha comforted Van Helsing, while looking at Lucifer: "Is that right?"

"Uh... well, I was wrong, I apologize." In Katyusha's eyes full of 'caring', Lucifer lowered his head and apologized to Van Helsing.

"Huh? What happened? Can anyone tell me?" Annie, who was sitting on the picnic cloth like a mermaid, was a little curious.

She was flying a kite with the evil spirit maid just now, so she didn't see what happened here.

Now that she comes to eat, the evil spirit maid is an evil spirit running in the field, and an evil spirit is flying a kite.

"Here." Van Helsing took out a full bottle of orange juice from the picnic basket and handed it to Annie.

Annie took it, then put it aside, and looked at Van Helsing with a questioning look in her eyes.

What does it mean to suddenly give me a bottle of orange juice?

"Katyusha brought out four bottles of orange juice today..." Fan Helsing said in a depressed tone.

"Lucifer ruined my bottle, I only took two sips..."

"Hey..." Lucifer scratched his little head 'embarrassedly'.

"Oh... Really..." Annie smiled helplessly: "You actually get into trouble over this kind of thing, are you still children?"

"..." Annie and Katyusha brought their orange juice to Fan Helsing at the same time, stared blankly, and then smiled at each other.

……

one day ago.

"Elder! Elder! Something is wrong! I just saw ten boxy, black-smelling monsters passing through the forest!"

A hunter rushed into Elder Eisenberg's house in a panic, shouting loudly.

Elders—equivalent to the mayor of the town, the village head of the village, and the person in charge of Eisenburg. If you encounter any incomprehensible things, it is definitely not wrong to come to him to report.

"Don't panic, sit down and explain in detail." The elder was weaving a dustpan at home, and pointed to the small bench next to him, allowing the hunter to talk.