It was a quiet town with no one around.
Under the warm sunshine are the trees swaying slightly in the breeze.
From time to time, scattered rustling sounds accompanied by the warm spring breeze penetrated into the bungalow along the slightly opened cracks in the windows.
Then he gently rolled up the hair of the girl who was reading carefully in the sun.
The girl's name is Olga Marie Asmiret Animsfi, the monarch of the Clock Tower Astronomy Department and the director of the Human Security Agency Chaldeas.
But that's a thing of the past.
If you ask why, she is already dead.
She should have been sucked into Chaldeas and instantly decomposed to the molecular level to experience endless eternal death, but Olga Marie appeared inexplicably in this isolated town.
After some exploration, she came to the manor of this bungalow.
In this strange space, the flow of time seemed to be completely disproportionate. Apart from hunger or thirst, Olga Marie had no other way to measure time.
Maybe time is flowing forward, maybe it's flowing backward.
Even her own sense of time was blurred.
There is no difference at all to Olga Marie now between silently counting for tens of seconds and silently counting for sixty seconds.
Even the feeling of hunger only emerges when Olga Marie thinks of it——————
And when she was immersed in a book like she was now, even the last feeling of hunger would disappear.
It's better to say that this is normal.
Of course a dead person doesn't feel hungry.
"well."
Olga Marie let out a long sigh.
The strange thing is that every time Olga Marie recalls being hungry and thirsty, food and water always appear at the right place somewhere in the bungalow.
Olga Marie drank the milk she had placed next to her on the table in one gulp.
There are even drinks.
But whether it was milk or just some white liquid that looked like milk, Olga Marie didn't think much about it.
So what if it's not? It's just adding trouble to yourself.
Thinking of this, Olga Marie flipped through the notes in her hand again.
Speaking of which, a certain notebook that can be called a "book" that Olga Marie is reading now records what happened after her death in a very mysterious way.
Doctor Roman and his servant Da Vinci, who are still surviving in Chaldea, and the android Mash and her master, Fujimaru Ritsuka, are still working hard to save the world.
There is another important person among them, but Olga Marie is very reluctant to mention it.
That was someone who took over her position and claimed to be a descendant of Animusfia.
She even refuses to disclose her real name, and just uses her proud and proud family name - Animusfia - to deceive others.
Olga Marie probably didn't believe that she had a relative she had never met.
Olga Marie was also not convinced by the so-called "magic" that the man showed in the book.
Olga Marie knew exactly how far the great magic of Animusfia, passed down from her family, could be achieved.
And the "celestial magic" used by the new director in the book is probably something else that bears the name of the Animusfiya family.
Although she was dissatisfied that someone had stolen her name and stolen her family's wealth (referring to Chaldea), after actually seeing "Animusfia" lead everyone to restore the singularity, Olga Marie still Somewhat happy.
She has already regarded Chaldea's achievements as her own, as she has also devoted her utmost efforts to being a director.
Therefore, she also wanted to know what happened to Chaldea after she left.
but------
Since this book appears here, I guess they must have succeeded.
Continuing to flip through the pages, a smile appeared on Olga Marie's face.
Olga Marie, who has read a lot, even encountered Caesar who appeared in the book in this space.
He really has those memories in the book, and it seems like he just ended the battle in the book.
Later, Caesar told Olga Marie that this place was similar to the Seat of Heroes, but somewhat different, and when he came here, he could only pass by.
Then, Caesar returned to the Throne of Heroes.
I don’t know how much time passed since then. Olga Marie rearranged the table and chairs and continued reading the missive with crooked handwriting.
Until now.
"Oh, didn't this completely turn into a love affair in the end... It's all just flirting records, please record some more important things! Who cares how the relationship between this guy and the woman develops? ah......"
While complaining dissatisfiedly, Olga Marie continued to flip through the books.
"Hmm, interesting."
A deep bass sounded from behind Olga Marie.
"...Again?"
Olga Marie, who was almost used to it because of Caesar's experience at that time, stood up and slowly turned to the rear.
A tall, thin, middle-aged man stood straight in front of her.
Just from the look and temperament of the other party, it can be seen that the other party is a well-educated nobleman.
And the luxurious clothes he wears prove this even more.
But what made Olga Marie really call out the opponent's name in an instant was the spear in her hand.
"Vlad III?!"
"Huh? Do you know Yu? Little girl."
Vlad III looked at Olga Marie in front of him with some surprise.
"No...I don't think I know him...I just saw him in a book."
As Olga Marie spoke, she placed the manuscript in front of Vlad III's eyes from the table.
"Hmm...ah, it records the story of that magician."
"So you also have an impression of the content in the book?"
Olga Marie asked.
"Of course, Yu Ke came here just after being defeated by him. Well, I have to say that as a mortal, he did a good job."
"Eh?"
After hearing Vlad III's words, Olga Marie was stunned.
You must know that Caesar, who did not know how long after Vlad III appeared, had visited here and left.
At that time, Caesar also claimed that he had just been defeated.
........
Time is messed up.
Vlad III ignored Olga Marie who was stunned and continued to flip through the books in his hands.
After a brief glance, he put down the book in his hand.
"Well, you probably have seen several servants who appeared after Yu left the stage before, so that's why you have that expression."
"yes......"
Vlad III refolded the book and put it back on the table, then said:
"This is normal, although I don't know where this is yet————"
As he spoke, Vlad III glanced around.
"But this is a place similar to the Seat of Heroes, and it can only be separated from the Seat of Heroes by a wall. Therefore, there is no concept of time here. The past and the future will intersect in the [present], and since then there will be no more past and future.”
Olga Marie gradually recalled what Caesar had said before.
That person also said something similar.
"Ah, uncle, are you here too?"
Someone who clearly looked like a certain noble lady mysteriously appeared behind Vlad III.
It was a young woman with long white hair.
Vlad III frowned when he heard the calling voice, and then turned around.
"Elizabeth Bathory... No, Camilla, you like this name more now, right?"
Olga Marie was almost used to it.
"Well, that's hard to say. At least now, I would rather be called by the former name."
Listening to Camilla's much softened attitude, Vlad III raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"You've changed a lot."
"[People] will always become...who says they won't? Uncle."
Although Camilla's spiritual power has now returned to the appearance of a vampire, the brief reunion with Animusfia is also engraved in her heart.
At least that person was still willing to believe her.
This alone is enough to redeem Camilla as a vampire.
Camilla said as she walked towards Olga Marie who was standing aside.
"So, who is this girl here?"
She licked her lips.
"hiss------"
As if being targeted by a wolf or some other wild beast, Olga Marie couldn't help but take a breath.
"Don't be so scared~~"
Camilla caressed Olga Marie's face.
"I won't eat you, little girl."
"Enough is enough, Elizabeth, you're scaring her."
Vlad III spoke up to stop Camilla.
"If you really changed now, you probably wouldn't have such vulgar taste anymore."
"Huh, boring."
Camilla curled her lips and left Olga Marie's side.
However, an accidental glance at the notes on the table made Camilla unable to look away.
"Oh yeah."
Camilla picked up the notebook and looked at the familiar crooked handwriting on the cover.
"Isn't this Franz's handwriting?"
