Just as the forces of the Black Knight, the Headless Horseman, and the Insectoids were stationed outside the Demon King's castle, the vampires and the vampire girl who could be seen at the morning court did not live inside the Demon King's castle.

Instead, he lived in a castle near the Demon King's castle... much smaller than the Demon King's castle, which was quite fitting for a subject, and the castle was not only inhabited by vampires.

There are also werewolves.

Contrary to common perceptions in Ira's previous world, the relationship between vampires and werewolves in this world is actually quite good. After all, both are monsters that are quite similar to humans and probably have a lot in common.

"Lady Ira, Lady Senata invites you to come over."

Faced with the vampire man who pushed open the castle gates and invited her inside, Ira nodded and followed him into the vampire castle.

Serena... that's the name of the vampire leader who participates in the morning meeting inside the Demon King's castle.

There were many vampires and werewolves wandering around inside the castle. They seemed to be not involved in the production of the Demon King's territory. Their usual work was probably similar to that of field workers.

That is, to carry out some work outside the Demon King's territory, such as intelligence gathering, and then return to the Demon King's territory to report the situation to the vampire girl leader named Senata.

Compared to the Demon King's castle, this castle has a more artistic feel, with countless oil paintings replacing the original locations that would have been ideal for window designs. Of course, this may not actually have anything to do with the artistic atmosphere.

After all, seeing the sun and the moon is not a good thing for vampires and werewolves... the sun will scorch the former, while the moon will drive the latter insane.

The celestial bodies in the sky don't seem to be friendly to monsters... but this "unfriendly" attitude towards monsters isn't solely due to the celestial bodies. If we place all the blame on the celestial bodies, then it would be unfair to the sun and moon.

"Lady Ira, this is Lady Senata's bedroom."

The male vampire, who was saying this, led Ira into the room with the coffin in the center. He respectfully led Ira in and then left... The surrounding decorations seemed to be those of a normal bedroom.

Clothes racks, cabinets, desks, fireplaces, wooden crates, and the like.

"..."

However, it seems that Senata did not emerge from the coffin that replaced the bed. Did she get up early because something happened? Or is this a way of showing me her power?

As Ira looked at the empty room, he pondered the situation, staring at the exquisite-looking wooden coffin. Then he heard a muffled thud coming from inside.

Yes, it is...

"Thump!"

With a thud.

It sounded like something had hit the wooden board; it was a loud, dull thud.

"..."

Ira watched silently as the coffin lid was moved from the inside, and then the vampire leader girl he had seen at the morning meeting sat up, one hand covering her head and the other supporting herself on the silk lining the coffin.

It seems Iraq was overthinking things; there was nothing wrong, nor was it a show of force, but rather he was asleep.

"I'm sorry, I heard from my men that Mr. Ira had arrived, and I fell asleep while waiting for you."

The vampire girl in the pure white dress said this, releasing her hand from her slightly reddened forehead, and said apologetically, "Um, my name is Senata, Senata Abnesaya."

"Hello."

Ira responded, watching Senata climb out of the coffin. He watched as she somewhat awkwardly made the bed and sat down opposite him. The two of them stared at each other across the table.

Soon after, other vampires arrived and served the two of them tea.

Ira took a small sip of his clear black tea, gazing at Senata who was swirling her teacup, unsure of what to say. He spoke first, asking, "Miss Senata?"

"yes!"

"..."

I don't know why, but it seems like they're having a big reaction.

As Ira thought this, he looked at Senata, whose breathing seemed a little rapid and whose pupils had involuntarily shrunk to the size of pinholes. He seemed to realize something and said, "I remember, when we first met everyone, you were the one who swallowed hard, weren't you..."

Indeed, that was the case. Ira was not mistaken. On the day Ira was released from prison, Senata did not participate in controlling Ira. Instead, she was tense and almost extremely nervous.

Things aren't much better now, and this is clearly a manifestation of "Islamophobia".

"Well, I'm sorry to have made Mr. Ira laugh at me."

Senata said this with feigned nonchalance, her eyes lowered as she looked at her reflection in the teacup. After a moment of silence, she slowly began to speak: "Even though I know you've become one of us, I'm still a little... scared."

"I saw you on the battlefield..."

Sernata said this, and it was something Ira had guessed. Although he didn't have much of an impression of it, that was because there were too many monsters on the battlefield, so he couldn't possibly have much of a memory of it.

“I remember it was a nighttime operation. My blood relatives and I were carrying out an assassination attempt against the battlefield commander, whose name was Ulrichila Jem Goodwin.”

As Senata slowly recounted her story, Ira seemed to recall something. He said as he recalled, "The assassination attempt on Little Ur? I have some recollection of it... If it had succeeded, the war situation might have become even more tense."

Even Ira had to admire General Ulrichila, a once-in-a-century military genius of the Empire, who possessed a remarkable sense of warfare and would certainly be able to demonstrate his prowess in the war against the Duchy.

But the Goodwin family is getting too close to the Iraqi faction, which might attract the attention of the nobles...

"Yes, we failed."

Senata's words interrupted Ira's thoughts. Her eyes darted around, as if she had returned to that night. She murmured, "Mr. Ira, you have the wings of a scarlet dragon on your back, and you swept across the entire battlefield from the sky."

"The battlefield at night became as bright as day, and the scorching heat enveloped our army almost instantly. My blood relatives disappeared in the blazing flames in an instant."

"Then……"

As she spoke, Senata's throat bobbed, and she gently held up her cup, saying, "The vampire wings spread out behind you, and the moment the wings shattered, the exploding blood magic swept across the entire battlefield, and our troops were reduced to less than one-tenth."

Yes, that's what makes a ruler, or rather... that's what makes the chief ruler called "Ira" so terrifying. No other ruler or chief ruler can reach this level.

Only Iraq, only Iraq.