Army of the Damned

VOLUME 2 Chapter 10

"Also, that Vampiric Longsword you have. What the hell is up with it? It pierced my Eldritch Armor like it's nothing."

"It's made out of ancient materials that even the oldest of Vampires do not know of. It's only given to the Royal Families that have shown great combat prowess in their bloodline. A proof of Knightship and mastery of the art of the sword."

"I want one and I need one. Because my Longsword, as good as it is. Can't penetrate Eldritch armor without going through half its blade."

"Well, me and Escobar are gonna go to the main lobby. Gotta notify the others you're all well and alive and acquired a waifu. I guess you can't complain about being single now with a beautiful tall Vampire right by your side now. AHAHAHAH!" Paul just lifts his middle finger at John as he leaves the room.

"She's not even that tall! We're literally have the same height you dipshits!" He then remembers that he was in armor at that time. "What the hell, then she's about six inches taller than me...? What?"

"Hey man! One hundred eighty two centimeters, That's supermodel tall for Fashion Standards in women!" John just waves with one hand casually in his pocket. Smiling and as he walks to the hallway left of his room, with Escobar already far ahead.

The Countess goes around and picks up a hospital chair and places it next to his bed. Tired from processing the information, the man simply doses off. While asleep, Eldwood's healers come in to finish fixing his body and the real Doctor of the team performs an examination to determine if he's okay for field work once again. It was late at midnight when he awakened from his slumber, Bahamut was gone while Alana was still next to him. Her attention was buried on a piece of paper.

"Ugh, I feel like crap."

"Oh, you've awakened M'Lord. How was your sleep?"

"Yea... good. Best one I've ever had even... so what's that?"

"A man in uniform left this for you to read. He said you should see it." She hands over the paper and the envelope that came with it.

"Let's see, uh... oh. Just some field reports from the various outposts and forward operating bases. Seems that things are improving even further. The output of mines and its processing are getting even more streamlined as the men and skeletons get used to it."

"For a bunch of funny mortal men, you all seemed to be very capable. Such a system also exists within the Vampire Kingdom. But not to this extent of managerial and bureaucratic level."

"Heh. If you think this is good, you gotta see the mess the entire system is in. We created it to follow through what we had in our world. But we might have overdone it."

"Also, your Dragon pet got asked by that man in blue uniform for a favor."

"Ah, the guy in Blue is John. He's the head of the Air Force. Might be something important if he needs my Dragon."

"I'm surprised she agreed."

"I ordered her to think for herself. No need to impose anything, if she feels like it. I'll let her be. I don't know how it is to be a Dragon. So, I don't really have a reason to put barriers on her freedom of movement. One thing I do know is that she loves to fly."

"Strange, but you people are different. Then, as a Vampire, am I free to feed on your blood anytime I want?"

"Ha ha, no. Here's some stuff I want you to remember, first things first. No scary things like violently ripping people apart or creatures. Second, I know you don't have that much humanity, but try to follow my lead. I'll try to be an example."

"Do you want some gravy on the side with that?" She crosses her arms in protest. "Hm, do you know the detriment of me not being able to drink thou's blood?"