I became a vampire princess and then a dragon girl?

Based on the enemy's advancing speed, they will probably enter the outer perimeter of the vampire defense circle around noon tomorrow, and at that time the war will officially begin.

So if nothing unexpected happens, tonight will be the last peaceful night on the Fallen Plain.

"Don't you plan to take a rest, Feilier?"

Looking at Firiel who was constantly trying to awaken the Holy Sword Ilvi, Eve asked softly.

"No, I want to try again."

Feeling that Ilvey didn't respond at all, Fili shook her head and replied.

"Well, pay attention to yourself. You've only been awake for a short time. If something happens to you, it will be more difficult to stop this war. And if my plan goes well, maybe we can stop the Empire's advance."

Knowing that Filial was determined to stop the war, Eve did not try to stop her, but only gave her one last warning.

“… Yeah, I’ll pay attention.”

Nodding, Filier entered a state of ecstasy again, trying to wake up Ilvey who was sleeping in her body.

"Ugh…"

Looking at Fili'er's extremely hard work, Eve sighed helplessly. After all, she could only rely on the other party's own efforts on this issue, and she could do nothing to help.

"Go to sleep. I think you'll be busy tomorrow."

Opening the door separating the inside and outside, Eve entered the inner bedroom. On the bed that was made on the ground, or rather on the floor, Istina and others had been waiting for a long time.

"Master Brave, isn't Firiel sleeping?"

Not seeing Fili'er, Istina asked curiously.

"Ah, she plans to continue trying to wake Ilvie tonight. Let's go to sleep."

"Well, good night, brave master~"

"Good night~"

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"what--!"

With the feeling of weightlessness as if she stepped on empty air, Istina suddenly woke up, and what appeared before her eyes was the moment when the pink-haired girl placed her hand on the black shadow.

"Ah, this dream again... No wonder the hero said he'd get used to it."

Looking at the familiar scene in front of her, Istina immediately realized the current situation.

A mysterious black shadow, a pink-haired girl whose face cannot be seen, and the black shadow calls her a god.

As for their next destination, if I remember correctly, it seemed they were going to find the pink-haired girl's sister? And there seemed to be some hidden secret behind it.

Not by blood, but theoretically a sister, what a strange relationship.

And when Istina sorted out the situation in front of her, the scene in her dream began to change again.

brush--

A dazzling pure white light burst out from the place where their palms met, and their figures disappeared. When the scene in the dream returned, the scenery around Istina had turned into a blue sky.

At this moment, she was standing in the distant sky, looking down at the continent where they lived, which had become a huge block of color. It was impossible to tell that there were countless lives living here.

However, these color blocks are quite different from the future continent. Many places are khaki deserts, and the green blocks in the place that should be the elf forest are not as big as in the future.

But what really attracted people's attention was the mysterious girl who was standing in the sky not far away like them.

Unlike the pink-haired girl who was curiously observing her surroundings, the girl in the distance was quietly looking down at the time below. A sad mood surrounded her, and even the world itself was stained by this sadness.

Her body continued to emit a faint glow, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

But even if she was just a back figure at this moment, it was enough to arouse the imagination of countless people.

However, the lingering sad atmosphere around her was broken by an uninvited guest.

"Cough, cough."

The mysterious black shadow coughed twice without hesitation, announcing their arrival to the girl who was immersed in her own world. The mysterious girl finally turned around and looked at the two people who visited here.

“…You don’t belong to this world.”

After feeling the aura of the two people, the mysterious girl first looked at the black shadow.

In her perception, although the aura of the pink-haired girl was extremely special and seemed to have some mysterious connection with herself, the guy who did not belong to this world was the focus of attention at the moment.

How did they get in? The barrier protecting the world from void creatures or invaders was clearly intact, so how did they get in?

Thinking of this, the mysterious girl also became a little wary.

"Indeed, it's not. But I have no ill will towards this place. I'm just here to complete my work and then I'll leave. The holidays are coming soon."

"What's your job?"

"Um...what exactly was she supposed to do?"

As he spoke, the shadow pointed at the pink-haired girl beside him.

"You should be able to discover her identity, right?"

“…●■God?!”

The familiar interference appeared again, preventing Istina from knowing the identity of the pink-haired girl, but it was not difficult to hear her surprise from the mysterious girl's tone.

"That's right. Since she doesn't want to awaken, I'm here to solve the problems of this world on her behalf. I'll leave after everything is over."

“…Okay, I believe you.”

After thinking for a moment, the mysterious girl nodded, acknowledging this black shadow that did not exist in this world.

§86 The Sister of the Creator God

"Okay, since you agree, it's easy. It saves a lot of time."

The shadow seemed quite satisfied to see that the mysterious girl believed her identity so quickly.

"It won't make any difference even if I disagree."

Being able to sneak into the time silently and find the ●■ God whose whereabouts even she didn't know, the shadow's strength is absolutely unparalleled in the world. If she chooses to go to war with the other party, this world that has been riddled with holes under the ravages of the gods will probably collapse first.

"That's true, but this way I can go on vacation early."

The black shadow shrugged and agreed with the words of the God of Creation.

"Anyway, I'll leave her in your care for now? After all, you two are technically sisters, right, the creator of this world?"

"Well, leave it to me."

As the light figure called the God of Creation by the black shadow walked towards the pink-haired girl, but the pink-haired girl took a step back slightly, looking like she didn't dare to make contact with the other party, and was pulled back by the black shadow.

"Well, the little power you have before you awaken can't hurt her. Just stay with her in peace."

Then the shadow looked at the God of Creation again.

"Then I'll leave her in your care. As for ending the Age of Mythology, leave it to me. I might create some followers to speed things up, so don't be too surprised when that happens."

After saying that, the black shadow opened a path in front of him and prepared to leave, but before that, the pink-haired girl suddenly called out to him.

"Wait a moment!"

"Ok?"

With one hand supporting the crack, the black shadow looked back curiously.

"Who...are you and why are you helping me?"

"Well... I've said it several times before. I'm just someone who needs a few days off. As for why I'm helping you, well... in a sense, it's my job. And I quite like it."

“…Then what should I call you?”

"Well... whatever you like, but you can't reveal my name anyway."

“…Then, the first one?”

After hesitating for a while, a name with a disastrous aesthetic came out of the pink-haired girl's mouth.

"No, no, no, even if I told you to do as you like, you can't do this. This is not a name at all. Besides, why do you call me number one?"

Even the black shadow, who had always been quite casual since his appearance, was shocked by this name.

"Because you were the first person to speak to me, the first person to touch me?"

"..."

After hearing the pink-haired girl's explanation, the black shadow fell into silence for a while, because it made so much sense that he didn't know how to refute it.

"Hmm... Anyway, let's change it. The first one's name can't even be called a name."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

As he spoke, the black shadow looked in the direction of the God of Creation again.

"I might have to rely on you for common sense education."

"Yeah, I'll take good care of her."

As the creator god who has watched over the world for countless years, this problem naturally does not pose a problem for her.

Everything about every race living in this world, even those that have long been extinct, is seen and remembered by the Creator God.

It is naturally not a problem to teach this pink-haired girl who is like a newborn baby.

"Anyway, let's leave the name for later. Once you have enough common sense, you can decide."

"Um...will you come back?"

"Of course, otherwise I would have nowhere to rest in this world. I guess most of the gods would come to hunt me down. And I also need to take care of your problems. The awakening issue can't be suppressed forever, so you'll need my help when the time comes."

As the black shadow was waved away, it disappeared into the crack it had created without waiting for the pink-haired girl to continue asking questions.

"what……"

Looking at the crack in front of her that had begun to heal, the pink-haired girl subconsciously stretched out her hand as if to grab something, but after realizing that the black shadow had really left, she put her hand down in disappointment. The God of Creation beside her saw this and gently held her two small hands.

"Well, we'll meet again in the future. Before that, get ready, my sister."

"younger sister?"

Hearing the God of Creation addressing her, the pink-haired girl tilted her head strangely, appearing quite puzzled.

"Unlike other gods, we were born directly from the world itself. I was born earlier than you, so there's nothing wrong with calling us sisters. I will take good care of you from now on."

As he explained, the God of Creation looked at the pink-haired girl with a little more doting in his eyes.

She has been watching over the world alone since the creation of the world, and finally she has reaped the seeds of family love.

The long dream came to an end here, but this time when Istina woke up it was still late at night, and the others were still asleep.

"Hmm... Is the person in the dream the sister of the Creator God?"

Thinking back to the figure of the God of Creation in the dream and how the two addressed the pink-haired girl, Istina frowned slightly, not quite understanding why she appeared behind the other person in the dream as a ghost.

Or maybe Istina didn't know what kind of connection she had with the other party. After all, she had seen the back of this pink-haired girl in the wonderland. It couldn't be that she was the pink-haired girl. It was impossible in every sense of the word.

As long as the core of a god remains, it will not die completely. It can be revived in various ways, but no matter how it changes, it is still a god. It is impossible for it to be born and grow like a human.

Just look at Melxia and you will know. After the gods, they appear somewhere in the world with no memories and wander until the moment of their awakening comes.

And what did it mean when the God of Creation told the pink-haired girl that they were different from other gods?

Hmm... I'm afraid I'll have to wait until morning to ask Melcia.

As the second-in-command of the God of Elves, she should know some news.

As for now...

Looking at the people around her who were sleeping soundly, Istina, who had just woken up and was no longer sleepy, thought for a while and decided to go outside to see how the Holy Swordsman Filier was doing.

Although I don't know what time it is, it should be late since she has woken up once. Feilier has just woken up from a deep sleep and her body is still very weak. She is in the recovery period. If she doesn't rest well, something might go wrong.

Thinking of this, Istina tiptoed off the bed and lifted the curtain separating the inside and the outside. Outside, Filier was still like at the beginning, with her eyes slightly closed, constantly trying to awaken the Holy Sword Ilvi.

But it was not difficult to tell from her constantly trembling body that she was probably unable to hold on any longer. If she continued to force herself, she would probably end up in a coma.