Chapter 6:
Alucard wasn't surprised that when Ceras came up again, he didn't look at him. They were meeting with a special unit to find out who this vampire was.
Through Enrico Maxwell, head of the 13th Department of the Vatican, also called Ishariot, and thus also from Alexander Anderson, Integra had found out that this strong force, which was available to the unknown Nosferatu, was of course not hidden from Ishariot. However, since Maxwell had not obtained more precise information by legal means, he violated the border agreement and sent the Father to get exactly such information. Of course, Ishariot had to give in afterwards, because Hellsing was right, which made Integra's mood rise suddenly.
She appeared grinning in the courtyard of the castle and proudly looked at her small troop, which was well equipped. Her gaze stopped at a handprint on Alucard's cheek before she continued to look at the owner of the hand, who seemed to be looking around in a rather offended manner.Slightly perplexed, she first looked at Ceras. Something was different about her - exactly! The clothing!
Walter said that the old uniform did not go with the antique jewelry (he meant the swords -, - °).
Without further ado he had some new clothes made for her, which emphasized no less her feminine charms than the old ones.
They consisted of a sleeveless, cropped, tiiiiiiiief cut, blood-red top (with the Hellsing coat of arms; of course, right?) a skirt in the same color, which just covered the most important things and was decorated with a black belt on the hip. She also wore black leather boots that reached up to her thighs and white, long gloves adorned with the pentagram (so what dear Alu knows ?!) On her hips were two equally old ones that matched the swords Sword scabbards attached.
Although the Draculina felt visibly uncomfortable to show so much skin, she had to admit that she had more freedom of movement in these "clothes" than she thought.Nervously and repeatedly pulling her skirt down, she stood from one leg to the other while Lady Hellsing examined her.
"Is something wrong, my lady?", Walter's voice came from next to Integra. "No, Walter!", Integra grinned back, "Looks very good!" The head of the organization winked at Ceras.
Luckily for Ceras, Captain Pip Bernadotte has just joined his troops. After a brief orientation in this, his gaze stayed on the Draculina. He grinned to himself and, driven by his hormones (xDD), ran quickly towards them to "examine" them a little more closely. His gaze was all on Draculina, who made as if to take her legs in hand and flee from the captain. Shortly before he arrived, however, a twisted gun barrel interrupted his field of vision to Ceras and he paused. "You are not paid to gawk at you, captain!", The ice-cold voice of the head vampire let him come back to reality and he walked away grumbling and turned to his troops.While Integra and Walter couldn't contain themselves with laughter, Cera's tears ran down her face. <Such an embarrassment and they just wanted to watch everyone - nobody made any attempt to help me except ... Master Alucard> The Nosferatu had turned his back on her and put his jackal back in his pocket. "Tze - people!", His coat fluttering, he turned to his pupil, who looked at him with a happy smile. Ceras didn't know what he meant, but she wanted to think about that later. Overjoyed, she threw herself into Alucard's arms and hugged her master tightly. The thing with the slap (* smile *) was forgotten. After a few seconds, Ceras remembered that the vampires weren't alone at all. With a flushed head she broke away from him and quickly got into the van that was to take her to her destination.