“So, you are unable to speak… It matters not. I will soon be able to taste everything with these fangs and this tongue.”

As the Vampire’s fangs were revealed, his well-featured face twisted into a beast-like expression.

As those fangs closed in on Marie’s neck –

The window, which contained glass unlike most other windows in the city of Niarki other than the windows of the lord’s house, shattered and glass scattered across the floor.

“What?! Guah!”

Black shadows flashed past his back and his sides, each of them causing a spray of blood to erupt from his body.

Marie simply stared blankly at this unbelievable sight. The being in front of her was a Vampire, an embodiment of evil that was supposed to be defeated by champions or heroes. Someone was tearing such a being into pieces in a one-sided fashion.

“Damn you, you coward!” the Vampire cursed. “Wounds like this will soon…!”

“They won’t heal,” said a voice. “These are kunai that apply the Holy Son’s Healing Negation.”
“There’s also deadly poison on them that works on Vampires,” said another.

“W-what?! That can’t… be… Gobuh!”

With blood spraying from his mouth as if he were a fountain, the Vampire stopped moving.

The Vampire that was supposed to grant Marie an end to her life had perished.

His corpse had even been carried away by a masked Titan.

Vaguely wondering what would happen to her now, Marie was overwhelmed with fear. Instinctively, she picked up a sharp fragment of glass.

“Wait.”

Before Marie could bring the piece of glass to her throat, the smaller assassin had grabbed her arm.

“Why are you stopping me?!” she demanded. “I’m begging you, please let me die!”

“No!” said the assassin. “It would be problematic if you were to die!”

“Why?” she asked. “You can find people who can replace me if you look just about anywhere!”
“There’s nobody who could replace you!” said the assassin, with a forceful tone to his voice.

“– Eh?” Marie instinctively let the strength flow out of her arm.

Braga used this opportunity to seize the piece of glass and throw it aside.

And then he began to treat Marie’s hand that had been cut by the glass.

“Everyone cares about you,” he told her. “Don’t go and die so easily.”

Braga and the others had been asked by Vandalieu, their king, to protect as many of the Vampires’ victims and captives as possible.