In the air, the bat was chasing the girl. It was a pursuit that had already continued for who knows how many minutes.
No, hours?
It had been quite a while since Ian and his party entered the vampire’s barrier. The bat, that is, the ‘vampire’s’ younger sister and Seria’s mother, naturally couldn’t help but harbor doubts.
Why?
Why couldn’t she catch that small girl? Her slender limbs seemed like they would crush if gripped by hand, and her pure white nape appeared as if it would spurt a sweet fountain the moment pierced by fangs.
Yet, she couldn’t reach her.
A demon’s physical abilities were closer to beasts than humans. As the price of contracting with an evil god, one obtained a transcendental body incomparable to before.
Regenerating no matter how injured, crushing steel plates with bare hands.
Therefore, the fact that the woman still hadn’t caught up to the princess was…