I Want to Cut Off a Magical Girl’s Limbs

Chapter 26

I Want to Cut Off a Magical Girl’s Limbs

A disgraceful novel that catches a magical girl, makes her act rude in front of everyone, and eats away at her pride.

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Chapter 26 – Scraping the Magical Girl With the Four Heavenly Kings

After that, the handsome face he showed to me and the trash can was a masterpiece. It was hard to see her hands up in a V position and gently shaking her hips for compliments.

“Yeah! How is it~?! It’s crazy!」

“… Are you really crazy? Or is it because you don’t have any shame?”

“Shame? What is that! Just because you’re caught up in that kind of common sense, you hear that purebloods are people who passively follow the rules! The more I reveal my ugliness, the more darling is happy, so I have to actively do this~!”

“Under… I’m not good enough… After all, this part is mixed blood, isn’t it?」

As Eliza herself said, mixed-bloods have the will to actively reform something, unlike pure-bloods. Even among my wallets, even the trash cans that are toxic, I don’t choose that way, but my fountain ona hole is a bitch who is flexible enough to rent a room at a popular restaurant instead of money by selling herself for me. Just now, it was a funny special move on the surface, but in reality it was quite powerful, so the fountain blew away all the cheap straight lines and the front door on the 1st floor was pierced, so it had practicality… Thanks to that idiot, the camouflage wall surrounding the log house was blown off, revealing all the gothic-decorated contents, but it was because of my order, so they did a good job.

The inside was in a commotion because of us, but I wasn’t ready to fight or intercept, so when I went ahead and entered the building, familiar low-level combatants came out one after another and made a path for us to welcome them. The female fighters who lined up the road in two lines were good eye treats, and everyone beat their pussies at once, exposing their nipples and pussies like herbal whores, ‘Long live the evil dead!!!’ It is clear that there is no hostility towards us. If you go all the way along the whore path made by beating your pussy, you can go up to the second floor, which is made red like Humilier’s office with a red carpet as the base.

“Come in.”

Following the guidance of the girls dripping juice from their pussy, I arrived in front of the largest door in the center of the second floor, and when I tapped on it, I heard a familiar voice like a real ear. Since we were guests, we did not bother to open the door and waited for the combatant to open it before entering. This place was darker than outside and had minimal accessories other than a chandelier hanging above and a large table.

“High.”

“…Um. You’re here.”

Along with the middle-aged voice, the light from the chandelier grew brighter, revealing the face of a man sitting in the middle of the long table.

Long white hair, red eyes, bluish skin, tall and wearing clothes like Count Dracula, but there is a feeling that he doesn’t look bad as a person. When he made his first appearance like a black screen in a drama or movie, his mouth was slightly munching as if he wasn’t the kind of person who waits for the right timing and catches the form.

… Uh, did you eat first?

Originally, I am a person who prepares few dishes, so I came to fill my stomach in advance today, but contrary to expectations, the amount of food seems to be quite large.

“Sorry for coming late. I liked the place I went to earlier than I thought, so I spent some time there.”

“I told you I was late, so there’s no need to apologize. You’re referring to the restaurant down the street near the downtown station, right?

“Oh, is that so? It would be nice if you let me know in advance that there’s such a nice place.”

“I tried to introduce it slowly, but word of mouth has already burned… I’m sorry.”

First, instead of greetings, they chatted, and in the meantime, the women standing on either side of the white-haired middle-aged Dracula moved. Unlike the exposing fans who appeared earlier, these are fair-skinned women wearing black-toned costumes with bat wings. It’s not an executive level like Humilier, but I remember being a soldier under this person’s direct command, and from my memory, I was at least a senior unit member.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Lord Scarlett. The master has been waiting for you for a long time. Now, come this way.”

“The ones who followed did not dare to sit down, so I prepared them separately.”

“”Meong?!””

Guided by the vampire girl, I sat in the host’s seat facing him, while my belongings were seated on a white tablecloth on the floor, facing a bowl of dog food. I’m always like this, but it was the first time I’d brought someone else to this place, so such treatment was unexpected.

“…Darling? Over there? Darling, who is this honorific grandfather?”

“It was also the first time I’d ever seen a person whose owner really used honorific terms… And most of all, where did I think I’d seen him…?”

Still, the guys didn’t pay much attention to where they were sitting and were rather surprised by something else.

Why are you keeping an eye on the honorific side?

I’m also polite when I’m polite, but is this a surprise to you guys?

Did I look that rude?

Bitches like dogs.

“Ohhh, haven’t we introduced them yet? I thought we’d have dinner outside.

“I was going to tell you at the entrance, but what the hell is that crazy bitch? So I blew it up from the first floor.”

“I still hate it. I like nicknames and nicknames culture where civilization is rooted here. It’s strange, but don’t you think it has its own style and dignity once you get used to it?”

Come to think of it, my grandfather’s direct subordinate, the Vampire Girl, just called me ‘Sir Scarlett’, right?

If it wasn’t for Grandpa’s subordinates, I would have cut it off right away.

“Cluck… Now even if we are the lowest of the lower ends of our organization and have been corrupted by human toilets, the magical girls who were once our nemesis… Then I will be polite and answer for you who were once our enemies…”

While I was paying attention to the vampire girls, he stood up. As his black cloak fluttered, he swung his gray hair back and revealed his red eyes as he casually waved his hand in a pose he had done many times.

“I am the Vampire Lord, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Evil Dead. The villagers and subordinates call me, the elusive Count.”

“A newcomer? You?!”

“Somehow, I remember seeing it! Isn’t that a real enemy that can’t even be compared to the owner of Humilie?!”

– Clap!

“I’m his immediate superior. I have the right to make all decisions related to the comrades. Also, I’m in charge of the Korean invasion plan and I’m acting as the chief of staff, so I’m actually your biggest enemy.”

“Hehe…!”

The trash can’s eyes were about to flip.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Humilie, but this is my nemesis of my nemesis who says that I can’t forgive anyone who is a pureblood.

Is it unavoidable that hostility boils even though you know you shouldn’t?

“Ah, uh, nice to meet you. This is So-O, who has joined the Evil Dead this time. Darling is indebted…”

“…Are you the daughter of Soar?”

On the other hand, something was different about this one.

When he gets down on his knees, bows his head, and bows once, the count looks surprised.

“Soar… He was a nemesis who had fought with him for hundreds of years… The news that he suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to a child was shocking, and the news that his daughter had grown up to become the Evil Dead’s terminal toilet was even more surprising. How worried I was. Do you know if he did it? I wondered what would happen if I had one more nemesis like Soar. However, I wondered if the news I had heard abruptly might be a lie, so I asked Humilie again and again…

“…Yes. I’m a fool who betrayed my mother and sold myself in the Evil Dead. I’m sorry for being a magical girl.”

“I didn’t say that much. But, judging by the appearance, it seems that she was a woman after all, even though she was born with bloodlines and talents. Even though she had the talent to own the entire universe… No, even though she had the talent to protect it, in the end, she took care of a man’s wallet… I don’t know. Going beyond men and making money by fawning over the lower bodies of rivals is truly miserable…”

“…I can’t forgive you for ignoring my darling just because I was servile to you.”

“That’s your wrath. Rest assured. Scarlett is one of the key members of our organization, and ignoring him goes beyond the Evil Dead and ignoring me. That’s what I said, but it’s a pity from my point of view, who was once Soar’s nemesis. It’s something you’ve spoken out, and it’s a pleasure that you joined our organization. We’ve always had doubts about Soar’s lineage, but since this incident has made it clear, we won’t be disappointed with your treatment.”

“What does it mean?”

“It means that he is willing to accept you as an executive, unlike other fixtures he has sold so far. Since he has no track record, he will not immediately entrust you with a serious mission, but he will accept you as the same level as Humilier.”

“As an executive? Why? I’m just a part-timer!”

“Are you serious, or are you just blinded by love…”

The Count’s ridicule reached me too.

“Talking about royal blood to him is nothing more than a publicity tool to make money, so let’s not try to give it any weird meaning. If you make a lot of money with it and give it to me, that’s enough for you, so just clear your head and write it.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t know that feeling, so he explained instead and snorted together, but he still had a sad expression on his face.

“There is no point in enticing me to a good position. The current situation is not bad, but I wanted you to become independent from Scarlett and be completely on our side…”

“Are you saying that being independent means breaking up with Darling? That’s unreasonable. I’d rather kill you. I’m still contributing to the Evil Dead as the lowest rank combatant. Why are you saying that? Are you afraid of what Darling will do?”

“I don’t know if you’re a magical girl, but for us Evil Dead, the ambiguous word love is not a trustworthy means. Isn’t it strange just to go around?”

“Ah…”

“Even if there is no problem right now, it’s like an identity problem. If you change your mind, talk to Humilier.”

This old man himself was not a hard-headed person to begin with, so I didn’t recommend more than that, but my eyes came to this side as if there was a feeling of regret.

“I like being free too, so please pass this time too.”

“…I see. It’s a pity.”

You’re inviting me. It happens every time, and once I enter Evil Dead, the stability of the fixtures sold so far is also secured, so I stab them often like this. Since we had already talked about this several times, my grandfather and I naturally moved on to the next story.

“So, let’s move on to the story, what was that idiot 〈 True Ghost 〉 doing here? It’s not the year I hung out with my grandfather as a hobby… I saw that there were only two seats left… Then one would be the True Demon’s seat, and the other one was his boss. ?”

“Yes, there were many guests today.”

As expected, there were loud footsteps outside this large room.

The true ghost and that guy came.

I Want to Cut Off a Magical Girl’s Limbs

A disgraceful novel that catches a magical girl, makes her act rude in front of everyone, and eats away at her pride.

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