Shortly before the Giant born from millions of human souls emerged from underground, Integra, accompanied by Seras and Alessa, walked through the airship to finally put an end to this entire farce of a war. Moving through the empty corridors of the airship, Integra, Seras, and Alessa could hear the entire conversation taking place between Alex and the Major—including the Major’s explanation of his insane plan.

Upon hearing the Major’s plan to ignite a war between humans and monsters across the entire world, Integra merely narrowed her eyes in contempt, staring at the loudspeaker from which the Major’s voice droned on, explaining his scheme. Tired of listening to the Major’s voice, Integra drew her saber and stabbed it straight through the loudspeaker—so she wouldn’t have to hear that disgusting voice anymore.

After slicing the speaker in half, Integra glanced at Seras, who looked extremely serious. Alessa, standing beside Seras, couldn’t help but shake her head—thinking her “mommy” Seras was incredibly naive and far too easy to manipulate with just a couple of light words.

With just one sentence, Alex had raised Seras’s motivation so high that she was ready to single-handedly wipe out every last remnant of Millennium and personally gut the Major to get what Alex had promised her. And Seras couldn’t wait to receive what Alex had promised.

Because Alex had promised Seras that if she defeated the Captain on her own, they would go on another date—and he would personally cook dinner for her. Receiving such an offer, Seras was ready to kill even ten Captains if the situation demanded it.

“Forward. We also have our part of the work to do. And finally put an end to this farce,” Integra said, preparing to move ahead.

Seras immediately stopped thinking about the upcoming date with Alex and took Alessa’s hand to follow Integra. As they left the corridor, Alessa looked back and noticed a barely visible shadow hiding in the hallway behind them. Alessa narrowed her eyes slightly upon spotting the one following them, and a faint smile appeared on her face as she lightly raised the hand holding her creepy rabbit Robbie.

Once Integra, Seras, and Alessa had gone, a woman stepped out from around the corner of another corridor with a light smile on her face. She had neatly styled short black hair just below her chin. The woman wore a bright red shirt with the top buttons undone and sleeves rolled up due to the leather gloves on her hands. On her legs were tight black leather pants that hugged her slender figure, paired with black leather boots with low heels.

This woman was Ada Wong, and she watched the departing Alessa, blowing an air kiss in her direction. After one last glance toward where Alessa, Integra, and Seras had gone, Ada looked up and saw a ventilation shaft. But before she could jump into it, a deafening roar shook the entire airship so violently that everything around began to collapse.

“Oh, our husband—as always—waits until the very last moment. And he even made our daughter work. Fine, I’ll talk to him later… But now the ventilation shaft is destroyed. Not that I particularly wanted to crawl through vents again,” Ada said, shaking her head slightly with a tired smile.

Lowering her gaze, Ada calmly walked down the corridor of the airship—which had already begun to collapse and catch fire due to critical damage. Everything around her started igniting; metal panels and pipes fell from above.

Ada calmly stepped aside to avoid a falling metal pipe. As she continued down the corridor, it grew more and more unstable, and she shielded her head with her hand to protect herself from small pieces of debris raining down during the airship’s destruction.

“I just came back from the stylist, and if all this junk ruins my hair, I’ll strangle him. Hmm… I’ll have to go back to that spa salon. I need to invite the other girls so they can visit it in another world themselves. Except Coco. Let her work,” Ada said in a slightly irritated tone—she really didn’t want to ruin her new hairstyle.

Ada’s irritation needed no explanation. She wasn’t even thinking about the task she had been given: right now all her thoughts were focused on not ruining her new hairstyle and on returning to that elite spa salon after finishing her job.

During one of her missions in another world, Ada had accidentally discovered a spa salon that wasn’t just elite—it was so popular that even queens and princesses from different countries visited it. The prices were accordingly astronomical, but since the Voldigoad family was extremely wealthy and Alex loved spoiling his wives, it hadn’t been difficult for Ada to visit—and she had even bought herself a VIP membership.

After visiting that spa salon for the first time, Ada began going there after every mission in other worlds—just to relax and enjoy the massages. And she still hadn’t told any of the other girls in the family about this amazing place she had found where she could truly unwind.

But she had decided to invite the others after completing the assignment given to her by White, Red, and Rekka. Calmly navigating obstacles such as burning corridors or collapsed pipes blocking the way, Ada continued down the hallway.

At the same time, Integra, Seras, and Alessa advanced deeper toward the center of the airship. They repeatedly encountered vampires who immediately attacked them. But these vampires either died at Seras’s hands—she simply crushed their heads—or at Integra’s—she simply cut them down with her saber.

All this time Integra ignored the explosions thundering throughout the airship, which had already begun to burn. Even when a corridor collapsed behind them, cutting off their retreat, Integra paid it no attention. The only thing occupying her mind right now was killing the bastard responsible for everything.

And the thought that she would have been dancing to the Major’s tune from the very beginning if not for Alex only fueled her anger even more. But Integra showed no emotion on her face—she simply walked forward toward her goal. She continued advancing even as she heard the sound of running vampires heading their way. From the darkness of the corridor, dozens of glowing red vampire eyes appeared—holding submachine guns and machine guns, which immediately opened fire.

Ignoring the bullets, Integra walked forward—gripping the hilt of her saber. Seras reacted instantly: the black gloves on her hands dissolved into black mist that appeared in front of Integra, blocking every shot. Seras accelerated and leaped over the black mist—black knuckle-dusters forming on her hands.

Reaching the first vampire, Seras smashed her fist into his head, crushing it like a watermelon. She immediately began a massacre—killing the remaining vampires with a single blow each. One of the vampires managed to slip past Seras and leaped toward Alessa.

Integra’s eyes narrowed instantly—she swung her saber and bisected the vampire in midair. Another vampire tried to sneak up behind Alessa. But before he could reach her, rusted iron chains covered in dried blood erupted from the corridor walls—piercing straight through the vampire’s body.

Alessa slowly turned her head toward the impaled vampire—her black eyes staring into his red ones without the slightest hint of emotion. After glancing at the vampire skewered by chains, Alessa calmly turned away—clutching her creepy rabbit Robbie tighter. The moment she looked away, the rusted iron chains tightened—the vampire’s body was torn apart, pieces flying in every direction.

By this point Seras had killed all the vampires, and even Integra hadn’t stood idle—she had cut down several who got too close. Seras towered over one vampire who looked up at her with a wide smile—as though he had finally received what he had longed for.

Seeing the smile on the vampire’s face, Seras gritted her teeth in rage and stomped her foot into his face. She began smashing his head against the corridor wall—with every strike leaving a huge dent. And Seras didn’t stop even after his head burst, splattering brain matter and skull fragments in all directions.

Integra watched as the vampires died smiling—and she knew exactly why. She understood that every member of Millennium simply wanted to die—and the Major had given them a stage where they could all perish gloriously. The Major got what he desired—war and chaos—while his subordinates received the magnificent death they had craved. And Integra understood all of this perfectly.

“They all die with smiles on their faces. Yes… That’s exactly how it should be. After all—they came here to die,” Integra said calmly, sheathing her saber.

“If they wanted to die so badly, they should have croaked in a ditch where they belong—seventy years ago,” Seras shouted, smashing an entire wall with a single kick.

“Hehehe. That won’t do, young Fräulein. Forgive me, but such a death simply won’t suffice. Up until now it has been impossible to kill us. We don’t need the entire world to need us. People would forget about us very quickly anyway. But we are necessary to ourselves…” came the Major’s calm voice from a loudspeaker in the corridor.

The Major didn’t manage to finish his latest dramatic speech—because the loudspeaker was smashed by a rusted iron chain that emerged from the shadow behind Alessa. Alessa herself was thoroughly fed up with listening to all these stupid, unnecessary, theatrical speeches. And she was so tired of it that it was genuinely starting to anger her.

She was one step away from doing everything herself—instead of following her father’s request to provide just a little help to drag the Major outside. Seras and Integra looked at Alessa with different expressions—clearly seeing the irritation in her otherwise emotionless black eyes.

Alessa’s entire demeanor and gaze made it obvious: they needed to move forward—she was already sick of listening to all this. And as they continued onward, yet another loudspeaker crackled to life with the Major’s voice—he had decided to finish his speech. But every speaker in their path was destroyed by rusted iron chains emerging from Alessa’s shadow.

Reaching the end of the half-collapsed corridor, Integra, Seras, and Alessa saw a fork in the path—where the Captain was already waiting. Seeing yet another obstacle in the form of another idiot, Alessa was ready to kill him so they wouldn’t waste any more time on fools. But before Alessa could raise her hand, Seras stepped in front of her and Integra.

“Lady Integra—take Alessa and go ahead,” Seras said, staring at the Captain she had already fought once before.

“Seras… Are you sure you can handle him alone?” Integra asked, looking at Seras’s back.

“Yes. It’s fine. I’ve already fought this man once. This time I will definitely kill him. Alex said that if I finish what I started—he’ll cook dinner for me,” Seras replied, staring intently at the Captain.

“Then do it quickly, Seras. And catch up with us. I do not permit you to lose. Under no circumstances. Do you understand my order?” Integra said, lighting a thin cigar.

Seras nodded—already thinking of ways to fight the Captain. In their last encounter they had tied—and if not for Alex’s intervention, who had kicked the Captain in the back and sent him flying, it might have ended differently. Seeing Seras’s resolve, Integra said nothing more and walked forward. Alessa approached Seras and lightly tugged on her skirt to get her attention.

When Seras turned her head to look at Alessa, Alessa raised her creepy rabbit Robbie and used its paw to give a thumbs-up—showing her support. Seras smiled faintly and turned her gaze back to the Captain—who had remained silent the entire time, waiting. As Integra approached the Captain, he pointed with his finger to the left—indicating the path for Integra and Alessa.

“Heh, what a loyal dog. Good boy… Come on, Alessa,” Integra said with a contemptuous smile—looking straight into the Captain’s eyes.

Alessa paused for a moment to look the Captain in the eyes—and he looked back at her. After meeting his gaze, Alessa only shook her head slightly—seeing the Captain’s true nature. While Integra and Alessa walked away, Seras and the Captain continued staring each other down.

The black gloves on Seras’s hands slowly dissolved into black mist—in one hand forming a double-barreled shotgun, in the other a knife. Seras and the Captain stared at each other—waiting for the right moment. And that moment came very soon: another explosion rocked the corridor as the airship continued to gradually collapse from the fire sparked by the Giant’s roar.

When the explosion thundered, Seras immediately fired her double-barreled shotgun straight at the Captain. Before the buckshot could reach him, the Captain kicked the floor—raising an iron plate. The buckshot struck the iron plate—which the Captain immediately kicked toward Seras.

The iron plate flew at Seras. Her eyes narrowed—she deftly leaped over the flying slab. After jumping over it, Seras decided to close the distance to the Captain.

Closing in, Seras aimed her double-barreled shotgun directly at the Captain’s chest. Before she could fire, the Captain threw off his long coat and wrapped it around Seras’s arm and head.

Having entangled Seras in his coat, the Captain yanked it—pulling the shotgun barrel aside. As Seras’s arm jerked, she fired into the wall. The moment the shotgun blast rang out, the Captain drew his modified Mauser and aimed it at Seras’s head.

Before he could fire, the sleeve of his own coat wrapped around the barrel of his Mauser—pulling it aside. At the very last moment before the shot, Seras used the same trick the Captain had—turning his own coat against him.

Before the Captain could free himself, Seras tore his coat apart and grabbed the long barrel of his Mauser. Without waiting for a reaction, Seras instantly bent the long barrel.

Seeing what had happened to his weapon, the Captain immediately leaped back—breaking the distance. The moment he did, the walls, ceiling, and floor where he had stood were sliced apart. Having retreated, the Captain saw black mist condensing around Seras—forming sharp spikes that cut through everything around her.

The sharp tentacle-like blades formed around Seras slowly swayed as she stared at the Captain. Seras extended her hand—the black mist condensed around it, taking the form of a black knuckle-duster. In the next instant the sharp tentacles shot toward the Captain.

Seeing the approaching sharp tentacles, the Captain crouched and leaned forward. A silver aura began to envelop him—his back partially covered in fur, his face transforming into a wolf’s maw. Before the sharp tentacles could reach him, the Captain pushed off the floor—leaping forward and dodging every tentacle that tried to pierce his body.

Thanks to his partial werewolf form, the Captain’s strength and agility had increased dramatically. That was how he managed to evade the tentacles controlled by Seras. The Captain instantly closed the distance and—spinning in midair—delivered a kick.

But the Captain didn’t know that Seras was no longer a simple Nosferatu—she had become something far stronger—and she was much more powerful than she appeared at first glance. To Seras, the Captain in his new form wasn’t moving nearly fast enough—she could clearly see every movement he made. And the moment the Captain swung his leg, Seras countered with a fist straight into his leg.

Seras’s fist collided with the Captain’s leg with such force that a shockwave erupted outward—destroying the floor beneath them. In the same instant both of them began to fall—yet they continued exchanging blows even as they dropped.

The Captain could react to Seras’s strikes thanks to his experience. But he still felt every blow fully—his bones cracking under the impacts. And if not for his regeneration and the toughness of his werewolf body, his bones would already have shattered.

At the last moment before impact, the Captain delivered another kick—striking Seras in the stomach. But before the blow could land, Seras countered with a fist to the Captain’s face. In the next instant both were thrown in opposite directions.

Flying backward, Seras smashed through crates with her back—the same happened to the Captain. Crashing into another crate back-first, Seras rose and looked around to figure out where she was. Scanning the area, Seras saw old paper money, gold coins, jewelry, paintings, gold bars, and many other expensive items.

Continuing to look around, Seras realized the entire hangar was filled with these things. And the only thought that came to her mind was that all these items—this gold, money, and jewelry—had been looted during the war from innocent civilians whose homes were destroyed and lives taken.

Seeing so much stolen wealth taken from innocent people who were also murdered, Seras felt even greater rage—especially when she noticed a gold dental crown she had stepped on while getting up. Seras understood that this gold crown had likely been ripped from some poor soul’s mouth while he screamed in agony.

Clenching the gold crown in her hand, Seras shifted her gaze to the Captain—who had landed on a large wooden crate not far from her. Seras immediately hurled the gold crown at the Captain’s head. The Captain tilted his head slightly—dodging the flying gold tooth. And in the same moment a thunderous crash came from behind him—as though a shell had struck the wall.

Even after dodging, he was wounded. Raising his hand, the Captain touched the cut on his cheek—blood slowly trickling down—and turned his head back to see a huge dent in the iron wall of the airship hangar. When the Captain turned back toward Seras, her silhouette instantly vanished.

And in the next moment Seras appeared above the Captain—with her fist raised to strike. The Captain barely managed to react in time—raising both arms in front of his chest to block.

Seras’s fist slammed into the Captain’s crossed arms with such force that the sound of cracking bones echoed through the hangar. From Seras’s blow, the Captain smashed through the large wooden crate he had been standing on—crashing back-first into the iron floor of the hangar.

Having knocked the Captain down, Seras spun in midair and brought her heel down—aiming straight for his head. At the very last moment before impact, the Captain’s body dissolved into silver aura—and he vanished an instant before the strike. Seras’s heel slammed into the iron floor with tremendous force—creating a shockwave so powerful that everything around her was blown away.

After landing her strike, Seras looked at the Captain—who had once again broken the distance. The Captain stared at Seras with a calm expression and reached into his pocket—then threw something toward her.

Seras narrowed her eyes and caught what the Captain had thrown. Opening her palm, she saw a silver coin. Seras saw the word “Death” written on one side of the coin—and flipping it over, saw “Life” on the other.

“You want me to kill you with this?” Seras asked—staring straight at the Captain.

The Captain slowly nodded and raised his hand—pointing with his finger. Seras followed his gesture and quickly understood what he meant: Alex had given him this coin. Seras understood everything instantly and nodded—showing she was ready to continue fighting.

The moment Seras nodded, the Captain’s body was enveloped in silver aura—and he rushed toward her at high speed. In the next instant the Captain appeared beside Seras—delivering a kick. Seras raised her leg—extending her knee to block. From the Captain’s kick, Seras slid back slightly—leaving clear grooves in the iron floor.

Clenching the silver coin between her fingers, Seras charged at the Captain. Seras and the Captain began exchanging powerful blows—destroying everything around them. While trading strikes, Seras dodged a blow to her ribs and immediately sank her sharp fangs into the Captain’s arm.

Before the Captain could react, Seras jerked her head sharply—tearing his arm off with her teeth. But even after losing one arm, the Captain continued fighting Seras. And all of this was observed from above by Ada Wong—who couldn’t pass by without watching such a spectacle.

“That girl’s good… You wouldn’t guess she became a vampire just a month and a half ago—and an Apostle of our husband only a few hours ago… What would those fist-fighting enthusiasts call her… Ah, right. Natural talent… Well, it seems she doesn’t need my help—so I can move on,” Ada said—watching the battle between Seras and the Captain while standing on an iron pipe near the ceiling.

Seeing that Seras needed no assistance, Ada smiled faintly and pulled a grappling hook from behind her back—aiming it upward through a hole in the ceiling where Seras and the Captain had fallen through. After one last glance at the fight below, Ada fired the grappling hook and vanished through the hole.

Neither Seras nor the Captain noticed they had an observer. All this time Seras and the Captain continued trading blows—neither willing to back down. Even after losing one arm, the Captain could keep fighting thanks to his composure and experience—which far exceeded Seras’s.

But Seras herself was growing more and more accustomed to her new powers—beginning to dominate the fight against the Captain. During one exchange of blows, Seras leaned slightly to the side—dodging a strike aimed at her ribs.

As the Captain’s fist passed by, Seras immediately grabbed his remaining arm with one hand and raised the other—palm open. Seras swung her palm as though making a cut. In that instant she severed the Captain’s other arm with her bare hand.

Now deprived of both arms, the Captain leaped back—his entire demeanor showing he was still ready to fight. And as he prepared to continue, the Captain took a step—and felt something tug at his leg. Looking down quickly, he saw black mist rising from his own shadow—coiling around his legs.

Hearing a light clink, the Captain raised his head and saw a silver coin falling in front of his eyes—spinning as though in slow motion. While the silver coin blocked his view, Seras appeared beside him. Seras caught the falling coin she had tossed herself. Clenching it between her fingers, she drew her arm back for the final strike.

“Death came up,” Seras said—drawing her arm back.

Before Seras’s hand—holding the silver coin—could plunge into the Captain’s chest, he himself saw that the side of the coin with the word “Death” was facing upward. Just before Seras’s hand struck, an emotion finally appeared on the Captain’s face—and it was a smile of relief.

Even seeing that relieved smile, Seras didn’t stop—she plunged the silver coin into the Captain’s chest with even greater force. When Seras’s hand pierced his chest, blood gushed from his mouth and wound—and still smiling in relief, he slowly moved his lips before the light finally faded from his eyes.

Seras was able to understand what the Captain said before dying—and it was the word “Thank you.” Seras clenched her teeth at his final words—but quickly regained control. With a sigh, she looked at the Captain’s corpse—which immediately burst into blue flames.

“Was it worth it…” Seras said—watching the body slowly burn in blue fire.

Seras understood that no one would answer her question—and it would remain unanswered. Pushing unnecessary thoughts aside, Seras looked up at the hole in the ceiling and crouched slightly—preparing to leap and leave this hangar.

Seras didn’t want to stay in this place a second longer. She pushed off the floor with such force that a large dent formed beneath her feet. Seras jumped through the hole in the ceiling—to catch up with Integra and Alessa and finally bring this whole ordeal to an end.

At the same time, Ada calmly walked down the corridor toward the Doctor’s laboratory. As she approached, she could hear the Doctor’s dissatisfied voice—he was upset that he hadn’t been able to conduct even more experiments. Reaching the entrance to the Doctor’s lab, Ada peeked through the doorway—watching and listening to his mad muttering.

“Wonderful—another nutcase obsessed with his experiments. Where do they all come from?” Ada whispered—shaking her head slightly.

The Doctor didn’t even notice that someone else had entered his laboratory. Ada scanned the Doctor’s lab and finally confirmed that this was the most stereotypical mad scientist she had encountered many times before.

Shelves were lined with jars containing human limbs and organs; papers covered in experiment notes were scattered everywhere; farther back was an operating room—and in the center of it all stood the Doctor in disheveled condition—biting his finger until it bled while muttering to himself about how much more he still hadn’t managed to do.

Ada quietly approached the Doctor from behind and lightly tapped him on the shoulder. The Doctor barely had time to turn his head and see a woman with a sweet smile on her face.

“Hello and good night,” Ada said—pressing a taser to the Doctor’s neck.

“What!?..” the Doctor managed to shout before the electricity hit him.

Ada—still smiling sweetly—calmly put the taser away behind her back and into the pouch on her belt—watching as the Doctor’s body convulsed from the shock delivered straight to his neck. Adjusting her bangs, Ada looked around—because she had come to retrieve data on artificial vampire experiments, as requested by Rekka, White, and Red.

Ada walked up to the desk, turned on the Doctor’s computer, and hacked it without any difficulty. After gaining access, she pulled out her phone, connected it to the computer, and began downloading all the data.

While the Doctor’s files transferred to her phone, Ada looked around for anything else that might be useful. Scanning the room, she noticed a bag stuffed full of documents—standing right next to a coffin.

“How sweet of him to pack a bag for me. I didn’t think there were still gentlemen in the world besides my husband… Hm, and what’s this coffin doing here?” Ada said with a light smile.

Intrigued by what might be inside the coffin, Ada calmly slid the lid aside and saw a skeleton inside—its skull fitted with an iron plate. Ada crouched and carefully turned the skull to the side to read what was written on the iron plate—then raised an eyebrow, not recognizing the name. The name sounded vaguely familiar to Ada—but she quickly shook her head, realizing she definitely didn’t know anyone by that name.

“Elizabeth Báthory… Sounds like the name of some aristocrat. Maybe Alex knows who this woman was… Sigh—too bad he’s busy right now, fighting another giant monster,” Ada said—reading the name on the iron plate attached to the skeleton’s skull.

The moment Ada spoke those words, a thunderous crash came from behind her—as though something was smashing through wall after wall. In the next instant something flew through the wall and crashed into the floor—scattering the Doctor’s scattered notes across the room as he had hurriedly packed to escape.

Ada calmly stood up—and a cheerful smile appeared on her face as she elegantly walked toward whoever had smashed through the wall with their back. With a light smile, Ada approached Alex—who lay on the floor with an empty expression—staring at the ceiling before immediately perking up when he saw her legs.

“I recognize those legs,” Alex said—looking at Ada’s legs.

“Really? I’m glad to hear that, husband,” Ada replied cheerfully—crouching beside Alex and poking his cheek with her finger.

“My love, what are you doing here? I thought you were at the spa—thinking no one knew about it,” Alex said—still lying on the floor and looking up at Ada.

“I was… Until the girls asked me to steal documents related to artificial vampire creation. They’ve decided to go all out with their experiments,” Ada said—slowly tracing her finger along Alex’s cheek.

“I see… Well, I don’t blame them. Red and White somehow even managed to drag Rekka into their club. And where’s the Doctor? Did he die or already escape?” Alex said—shrugging as he sat up and looked around.

“Right over there—he’s lying down. He got a little tired, so I’m not bothering him…” Ada said—pressing her finger against Alex’s cheek and turning his head toward where the unconscious Doctor lay.

“He’s alive… Nice—he’s exactly what I need right now. I don’t have any living weapons on hand—and the Doctor will do perfectly as one,” Alex said—nodding and crossing his arms over his chest.

“Don’t rush, handsome. Before you run off again… Maybe you could tell me—who is Elizabeth Báthory? There’s just a skeleton in that coffin with the name Elizabeth Báthory on it,” Ada said—grabbing Alex’s face.

“Báthory? If I remember correctly, she was also a countess—and people thought she was a vampire because she bathed in virgins’ blood… Well, in this world—she was probably a friend or acquaintance of Carmilla’s in the past. But I’m not entirely sure. If you’re that curious, I can ask Carmilla later and tell you about it,” Alex said—stroking his chin and looking into Ada’s eyes.

“I see… Well, never mind. I’m not that interested. The Doctor probably just used that skeleton to create artificial vampires,” Ada said—shrugging lightly.

Hearing Ada’s words, Alex glanced at the coffin and gave a small nod—confirming she was probably right. And as much as he wanted to examine the skeleton right now to learn more—he had other matters to attend to: namely, dealing with the monster that had taken human form.

Standing up, Alex extended his hand toward Ada—who gave him a sweet smile. Rising to her feet, Ada quickly kissed Alex on the lips and pushed him gently in the back—indicating he should get back to work. Chuckling softly, Alex grabbed the Doctor by the leg and dragged him along—to use him as a living weapon in the fight against the creature the Doctor himself had played a major role in creating.

As he left through the hole in the wall he had crashed through, Alex winked at Ada in farewell—she responded with an air kiss. Laughing lightly, Alex vanished from the spot—taking the Doctor with him—while Ada stayed behind to collect the remaining experiment data before it was destroyed.

To be continued…

(So, next on our list is either beating up the Major, or fighting the Monster who’s turned into a human, or a copy of Alucard. Who knows. I haven’t decided yet. Either finish off the Major quickly and move on to the battle against the pathetic copy, or beat up the Major so I can finally focus on the end of this war. Anyway, I’ll think about it. And now it’s time to eat. Peace, love, and hehehe.)

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