MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC40: Tell me a Secrets
Both returned alone and together, a simple scene that could be set to a calm soundtrack, and anyone would think it's a scene from a romantic movie. Dante and Sara understood each other through the fight; their souls connected momentarily as their weapons collided, and any feeling of resentment was completely erased when both realized they were similar people.
The feeling was etched in both their minds; mutual understanding contributed to their own growth. It was a feeling that few people truly understood during battles, but for both, they now understood how advantageous it was to give themselves completely in a fight.
Time might be passing, but they felt that nothing else mattered now. They just wanted to stay silent and enjoy the moment as they walked together, without any problem or worry; it was just a calm moment after an incredible battle.
Sara was slightly shaken by knowing that Dante had a wife, but she honestly began to ignore that fact, thinking of her own father, who had four mistresses. Why was she thinking about this? She didn't know; it just seemed natural.
Her small morale had increased by finding someone who could rival without having to worry about things. Don't confuse not holding back with hiding one's strength; both fought with all they had in that moment, and that was a fact. Not using something meant they couldn't, both for their own safety and the other's.
They had the humility to understand that not using something wasn't a matter of arrogance but mutual respect.
They hadn't exchanged a single word since they left the two old men behind. Dante wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out, and little Sara was too lost to have the vocabulary to express herself.
As they both entered the building, they passed many people who looked at them in different ways: pride, respect, anger, interest, and even envy. Many watched that battle after they both started roaring during the swordfight, causing tremors throughout the arena's proximity.
After returning to the building, they finally reached the third floor and were greeted by some people wanting to say something. However, upon seeing Dante's look, they simply decided to go to sleep. He had a red gaze that could easily intimidate people who stared at him.
"Your look is scaring people, Dante," Sara said while taking the key to open the dorm.
"It's not my choice; they're looking at me sideways. Aren't you afraid?" He replied with a gentle smile. After all, Sara was different from the others; he felt he could be kind to her after the recent events.
"I'm not afraid," Sara replied with a calm smile. "Maybe I'm the only one, right?" Her calm smile was carried away as she entered the small apartment they both shared; everything was calm.
That warlike atmosphere had become a familiar atmosphere of peace and tranquility, as if they had been best friends for a long time.
After settling in, Sara was the first to take a bath. Both were very sweaty and dirty, but Dante gave in and let her go first. Despite not being an exceptional gentleman, he still knew how to treat a woman well.
Dante swallowed and kept looking at Sara, who was only wearing a towel. "You became shameless, didn't you?" Dante asked as he saw Sara walking around the house.
"Well, you've seen almost everything, right? Does it make a difference now?" Sara said, completing with a smile. "And you have a wife; you wouldn't touch me, right?" Sara smiled.
'You're crossing the line, girl; I'm still a thirteen-year-old teenager!'
"Sure..." Dante replied, grabbing the towel from his shoulder, and headed towards the bath. It had been a long time since he exerted himself so much in a fight. Since he spent more than six months with Morgana, he hadn't had training with Valentina. Of course, he still exercised, but fighting and exercising are very different.
'You wouldn't touch me, would you?' The thought crossed Dante's mind, and he remembered what Morgana and Valentina had said...
"We don't have a problem with you finding others; you just need to be loyal to us and let us know when something happens or someone catches your attention."
"In three years, a lot can happen. We won't see each other much, so you have the freedom to do whatever you want. But of course, if you truly love someone, you'll have to introduce them to us."
'What a strange life I'm living...' Dante said as he looked at the ceiling, letting his wet hair obstruct his vision...
"I must look like a girl with all these strange feelings," he said as he stood up to leave the shower.
He wanted to get back at her, so he dried his hair and left the shower, wearing only a towel, just like Sara. His slightly muscular and wet body was quite provocative for a girl.
When Dante came out, he saw Sara in a small blue top that highlighted her breasts, which were reasonably large for her age, and a short black skirt. She was quite comfortable while eating a cookie at the kitchen counter.
"Want some?" She offered the cookie package; he thought she would mind, but no, she didn't care about his attire.
"What flavor?" He asked like a child; he was one.
"Strawberry," she replied, and he took the package.
"You know, I thought the atmosphere would be bad between us. It was a draw," he said as he took a cookie and chewed.
"Well, we can't do anything about it," she replied, grabbing another and eating.
"Right."
"Well, we can't do anything about it," she replied, grabbing another cookie and munching on it.
"You're right."
"So, the 'But whoever loses has to obey the winner for the rest of their life' was in vain," Sara said, a bit disappointed.
"Well, if you want to win by revealing a secret to prove you're stronger, you can take the victory," Dante said with a smile, approving of the idea.
"Clever. Only if you reveal first," Sara said, grabbing the second-to-last cookie.
"Sure, why not?" Dante said with a mischievous smile, and soon his entire body turned golden...
"W-what?" Sara almost fell backward when she felt the Hero's Aura coming from Dante. A vampire with sacred power? What kind of joke was this?
"I showed something... now it's your turn," Dante said, looking at Sara curiously.
"If you insist," Sara said, and then the Hero's Aura emerged from her, but in a different way. He felt something and quickly understood the sensation.
"A Celestial Virtue in... which one?" Dante quickly understood why her Aura was stronger. But Dante didn't back down; he just felt satisfied and left the defeat on the table.
"You'll have to find out, but again, a tie," Sara said. "There's nothing to be done. One will grant a wish to the other, and we're even, what do you think?" She suggested, and Dante agreed.
"So, do you already have something in mind?" Dante asked.
"Of course, don't leave me," she said with a smile. Dante was surprised but couldn't help but laugh.
Initially, Dante didn't understand what she really wanted to ask, but he simply agreed. It wasn't difficult; after all, they would have to spend the entire three school years together. For him, it was just routine to spend time with her.
"Alright," Dante replied with a slight smile, and she smiled back, asking, "And you? What do you want?"
"A secret," he signaled with his finger, and Sara revealed a slight pout of frustration.
"You're too boring!" She complained.
"Hehe, it's my charm," he replied, laughing.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC41: You're very cruel, you know?
The day began with birds singing, a sunny morning with clear skies, resembling a painting by a famous artist.
Sun rays entered through the window, hitting Dante's face as he slept like a baby. It took him a while to wake up, but the sun eventually reached his eyes, and he grunted slightly as he turned to the other side of the bed. The warmth didn't diminish, so he had to overcome his laziness, open his eyes, and saw a young woman in front of him.
"What are you doing on the floor?" he yawned. The girl's body was on the floor as if she were dead, probably because the fight from the previous day was very intense.
He got up, went to the kitchen, placed coffee beans in the coffee maker, sat on the counter, and watched the girl lying on the floor, still asleep, for a few minutes.
Then, he heard the coffee maker signal that the coffee was ready. Dante grabbed two mugs and placed them on the table, went to the cupboard where there was a stock of food, took some bread, made toast, fried eggs, and grabbed a small container of honey.
Checking the time, it was still 7:45 AM, too early, but at nine, they would have the official opening of the Academy.
"I hope I don't have to do this every day," Dante said, standing up and sitting on the floor, poking Sara, who was sleeping like a log.
"Hey, wake up," Dante said, receiving no response. He continued poking and shaking her, but she didn't budge.
"She's not dead, but is she in a deep sleep? What a lazy woman," Dante wondered but decided it was better to wake her up. He pulled her by the arms and caressed her face.
"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," Dante said in a gentle tone, "or I'll use my wish to do naughty things to you," Dante said with a smile, and the girl's eyes opened immediately, meeting his.
'Even asleep, she's selective, only hearing what she wants. Such a weird girl,' Dante thought. He felt like there were no weird people like him, but he was totally wrong.
"Good morning," Dante said with a charming smile that made her blush instantly, but the mood was destroyed when he added, "Sleeping on the floor doesn't seem very comfortable, huh?" The girl looked around, embarrassed, and threw a pillow at him while hiding her sleepy face.
"You're too cruel, you know?" she said, lowering her head onto her knees against the bed.
"Do you want to discuss cruelty when you show up just in a towel after a bath? Or when you used your wish so that I won't abandon you? That's cruelty, especially to me! A married man!" Dante countered, making her even more embarrassed. The worst part was she couldn't deny it because it was true... 'Since when did I become so irrational?' she questioned herself.
"Hey, it's alright. Let's have breakfast," Dante said, pulling the girl's arm, who still didn't know what had happened.
Sara got up and sat at the table; her clothes were wrinkled, and the strap of one of her blouses was almost revealing part of her chest, but Dante kept quiet, avoiding embarrassment.
"Toast and honey... never combined the two," Sara said, taking a bite of the toast, "Delicious..." she murmured.
"I know, I invented it," he said, smiling, 'She doesn't need to know that Valentina taught me about this combination.' It was a lie! It was one of the foods Valentina introduced to him when he was a child.
Sara didn't react and just kept eating. When she finished, she went to take a shower, and after ten minutes, she reappeared wearing a white uniform and a white schoolgirl skirt. The uniform had a white blazer and a golden tie; she also wore her identification tag, "Sara Vortex."
"I didn't think you would use your real name," he said, showing his identification, "Dante Rider."
"I didn't have a target on my back just for being who I am," she replied while Dante stood up from the chair. He looked at her for a few seconds and smiled. He slightly adjusted his black hair and straightened his clothes.
"I thought about giving up on it, but it would be a problem for you, so I'll ask again. Are you sure you want this partnership? We're sharing a room; rumors will spread, and your life will turn into hell with gossip and maybe even bullying. Maybe even your mother will be a target," Sara lowered her head, feeling a slight guilt for being so "inferior" to the point of needing protection like this.
The mere thought of Dante wanting to protect her like this already made her feel guilty; she was strong and knew she would face many problems, but she didn't back down. Gossip? Who cares!
Dante saw the girl's expression and put his hand on her head; she was a bit shorter than him, so it didn't look too strange. He caressed her head and said, "If you keep making those expressions, I'll fall in love, so just answer correctly, okay?" He laughed; it wasn't a lie, but he needed her to answer to avoid any regrets later.
"I already took the risk when I agreed to share the dorm. Besides, you're married! Stop these silly jokes!" The atmosphere changed completely, and Dante just nodded. He didn't want to dwell too much on things, but his mind was in constant motion, so ignoring something that could hurt Sara wasn't an option.
"I'll get ready now; I'll be right back," he said, leaving the girl behind, who decided to set the table while Dante got ready.
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A few minutes passed, and Dante and Sara were now heading to the opening ceremony together. Although they didn't stay very close to each other, a pleasant aura could be felt even by the students watching both of them.
Many whispers passed through Dante's and Sara's ears during the walk. People wondered which families they came from, what kind of life they had, and above all... if they were a couple. Of course, they still didn't know; the list of names hadn't been revealed yet, and few people knew about the heirs being in this school. It was expected, but they still didn't know who they were.
Their attention was drawn when they entered the line leading to the gigantic training field of the Academy, where the opening ceremony would take place. They stood side by side and waited patiently.
"Hey... aren't those the idiots who woke up the entire first year?" a second-year student asked a tall, overly muscular young man.
"Tsk, arrogant fools trying to show off on the first day," the student continued, "At least she's cute, would make a good plaything," he added.
Dante usually stayed quiet and composed when it was only about him, but this guy had done something very wrong.
Dante was now seeing a expression on the face of a warrior woman that he never dreamed he could see, but it wasn't really a "dream" to see it; it was, in fact, a nightmare.
Dante turned to the girl and comforted her by caressing her head. "I'll be right back." He said, and she held him back.
"Don't do anything," she said with her head down while holding her clothes, but he just turned around and looked at her face again. Sara was pale; she thought it was just a joke and could ignore it, but that's not how things worked at school. Dante, on the other hand, knew that; his memories of the bullying he endured were rooted in his mind.
This girl, on the other hand, grew up being protected her whole life and never wanted to cause problems for anyone. She was aware of who she was, but she was still very young and didn't know how to defend herself verbally. But who was Dante? He was himself, and if someone messed with the people he wanted around, they were insulting him.
"Quiet," Dante said in a tone she had never seen before; he withdrew his arm holding her clothes and turned around. To where the voice came from and went towards the boy. The boy who had said such words saw the commotion and also wanted to act; he was eager for a fight and stood up, facing Dante, who was standing in front of him.
"What's wrong? Sad because I offended your girlfriend?" He said with a sarcastic smile. More students started laughing, and Dante stayed silent.
"What, not going to do anything?" He said, then put his hand on Dante's head. Dante was around 1.70 at this moment, and the boy probably 1.90 as a Demi-human with Leopard characteristics.
He glanced sideways and saw three more boys and a somewhat scared girl.
'Bullying, huh...' Dante thought, seeing the eyes of the green-haired girl; she was somehow forced to be there with them.
"I'm talking to you, freak." He said, pushing Dante's head back, making him take two steps back.
Everyone stopped to watch that; many admired the courage on both sides, but the truth was that most high-status people had already realized one thing... Sara Vortex, the Imperial Princess. If the princess was standing next to someone, that person wasn't normal. So many students stepped back and watched from afar.
"Repeat what you said," Dante said, looking into his eyes.
"What?" He asked confused.
"I told you to repeat it," Dante said, but the boy didn't say anything and tried to force Dante's head again, but Dante's hand didn't move.
"Well, who cares. I make the rules anyway," Dante said and then grabbed the boy's arm, and all they could hear was a strange sound, as if something were being ripped apart. Dante tore the boy's arm with brute force.
The boy almost fell to the ground from the pain; an excruciating scream came out of his mouth as blood gushed from his arms.
AHHH AHHHH HMMAA
Cutting the arm with a sword in a clean cut caused reasonably little pain, but tearing it off was a completely different situation. Tissues, joints, nerves, blood vessels, and muscles, everything was forcibly torn off; it was an agonizing experience that everyone witnessed with horror in their eyes.
The boy slightly fell to his knees on the ground while trying to stop the bleeding; his eyes were filled with pure horror.
"Demon!" He screamed desperately. "Help me! He's a demon!" The scream echoed, but no one took a step, not even to breathe. The grotesque scene was just too shocking for young eyes like theirs.
Dante, on the other hand, didn't care.
"There's one thing I love to remember," Dante said while holding the boy's head, who was trying to escape Dante's grip while still on his knees.
"If you're willing to hit, then you're willing to get hit, right?" Dante said and then started squeezing the boy's head, digging his nails into his skull.
"AHHHH" The boy writhed in pain and desperately tried to get Dante's hand off his head while screaming.
"STOP!" He shouted. "SOMEONE HELP ME!" He begged. "PLEASE STOP! HAVE MERCY, PLEASE!" He pleaded for help.
But no one raised a single finger to help him because this is the law of the Academy, the Strongest Dictates the Rules, a simply brutal academy for those who think this is a playground for tasteless jokes. This boy is an example of that; he's so pathetic that only the weak stood by him, and he pretended to be strong while truly strong people hid, even in the most innocent girl.
"Let this be a lesson to you all. I'm not joking, and next time, I will kill. If you think this school will protect you from me, you're mistaken." Dante said this and exploded the other arm of the boy, making blood spray on all sides of the corridor and set it on fire to heal. He couldn't let him die now, could he?
Everyone, without exception, looked at him in fear, a fear so genuine that turned into trauma; some managed to resist his act of cruelty, while others wondered "who he was?"
"Let's go," Dante said while leaving with Sara in silence. She was partly blaming herself for not being able to protect herself and was happy that someone protected her, but deep down in her soul, she was terrified. It was just a silly insult, and someone almost lost their life.
In the distance, a girl was watching Dante. She was about 1.60 meters tall, her hair was short and black as the night, and her eyes were piercing like a black abyss.
"A powerhouse like you, protecting a spoiled human princess... You're quite disappointing, Scarlet."
The girl, wearing the same uniform as Sara, continued forward towards the Grand Day, the Opening of the most prestigious Academy in the Worlds.
Elizabeth Tapes was ready to challenge the son of the greatest female vampire of all time. The resentment she carried for witnessing her mother impaled by a spear lingered in her mind all this time—a genuine trauma that she would never forget.
The disdain she felt for the name Scarlet burned like an endless flame of revenge. And she would achieve it, turning the son of that woman into a decomposing skeleton.
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N/A: This chapter has not been fully revised and is subject to change./ PS: I had to edit and shorten the chapter
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC42: They are afraid of you
In an office at the tallest tower of Kryoris Academy, someone entered to speak with the school's head. She faced the old man, who raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing that the woman had brought some trouble.
"Report," he said, and the woman bowed, handing over a spreadsheet with some reports. He began reading and quickly gave an order, and she started talking.
"A boy had both his arms forcibly ripped off during the line after a disagreement. Moreover, the boy who tore off his arms even threatened to kill him." The woman, an Elf dressed as a nurse, reported to the older man in a white suit and cape.
"Just give that boy who lost his arms a suspension," he said, and the Elf was incredulous at his order.
"What do you mean?! He lost both arms, Director! Why is he being punished?" She said, furious.
"First, he bullied the weaker ones. This girl who reported it had previously reported his actions, but no one took her seriously. Second, his arrogance led him to offend someone who shouldn't be offended, in addition to his lack of manners with the freshmen. Third, look at the description of the boy who tore off his arms." He said, and the Elf looked closely; did she miss something?
"Red eyes, black hair down to the waist, accompanied by a girl with blue hair..." The Elf looked again and glanced at the Director.
"Scarlet and Vortex, do I need to say what that means? Unfortunately, we can't interfere in this case, not out of fear of Valentina, but as we were requested. Matters of this level must be handled by the students themselves.
Reverse the boy's physical condition and instruct him not to cause trouble for himself by insisting on foolish revenge," the Director said, and the Elf swallowed hard, almost crying. 'Why do I have to deal with these problems?'
'He... is really her son?' The Elf wondered as if talking about a calamity.
"But Director, are you sure you won't give any punishment to this young man? He'll think he's immune to everything he does; this could be dangerous," she said, and she was indeed right. The Director then calmly commented:
"Tell Dante Scarlet not to kill anyone without an adequate reason unless he claims to be in a relationship with Sara Vortex; calling a man's lover a whore justifies death." The Director said, remembering something that made him smile.
"Director... why are you like this?" She sighed lightly. 'Why did I agree to help you, my queen? What did I do so wrong to receive such punishment? I thought we were friends... Geez...'
The Elf was going through a difficult time in her life, and it was only just beginning.
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"ATCHUMMMM!" Dante sneezed, and then a cute sneeze was heard. "Atchinn!" Dante looked to the side and saw Sara wiping her nose.
"Are you caught a cold?" He asked. "You sneezed first, idiot," Sara said.
Dante looked at the blue sky and had a quick thought. "They must be talking about us," he said aloud.
Sara also looked at the sky and replied, "Probably, we made quite a scene back there." They looked at each other and laughed like great friends.
"Look, it seems they're getting ready to start the ceremony," Sara said, seeing some students arriving, including those two who were with the boy Dante crippled a few minutes ago; they had scared expressions on their faces.
"You traumatized them," Sara said, watching both walking as if they were in constant danger.
"It's your fault," Dante replied lightly, but before the conversation could continue...
"Make a single line in front of the central building; the entrance ceremony is mandatory!" An assistant with a badge said, and most students went; however...
"They're afraid of you," Sara said, laughing while looking at some girls watching and keeping their distance from Sara and Dante, basically clearing the way between them.
"You got it wrong, princess," Dante replied, and Sara was confused, and Dante said, "They're afraid of you," and fell silent.
"What do you mean?" Sara asked, confused.
"What do you think people would say if a man like me protected a princess so brutally?" Dante said with a smile. "Welcome to the bottom of the pit, my dear roommate. Everyone now thinks you're crazy and scary HAHAHAHA," Dante said, laughing like a light novel villain, and Sara was speechless, just looking at Dante and ended up bursting into laughter.
"Hahahaha, you bastard, I'm going to kill you," she laughed along with him.
"You can try," Dante said. "But will you endure it when I get a spear?" Dante said with a smile.
Sara's smile broke; she only realized now... He was using a sword... but he matched her, and... his mother wasn't a spear grandmaster... He trained with a sword grandmaster by his side? He was holding back much more than she thought.
"You have a long way to catch up, little one," Dante said laughing, and then those two teachers appeared.
'This bastard keeps mocking me!' She roared internally.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC43: The Opening Ceremony
"I didn't expect so many people. Wasn't this academy for geniuses only?" Dante remarked as he observed the individuals in the grand hall, with several chairs filled. It resembled an opera house with a stage.
"Yes, it seems like there are many geniuses, if that's the case, or were these just extravagant stories?"
"Looks like we'll be isolated."
"It's better than being the center of attention," said Sara, and they both headed towards the referenced location: one of the last rows where there were hardly any students.
"Kids are too noisy... especially those who call themselves geniuses. I don't want to get involved in their lives, and I hope they do the same with mine."
These were their honest thoughts as they listened to various parallel conversations, all leading to a single conclusion: the heirs were supposed to be intimidating.
"Huh?" Dante saw an old gray-haired man with a wizard hat and a red willow staff with a magical core at the tip. The old man looked directly at Dante and winked one eye.
Dante quickly associated with the elder's action. He felt a sensation he had only experienced when he was with Morgana and looked around.
'Magic.'
With just one glance, he saw the barrier emerging throughout the environment. The barrier looked like a bubblegum bubble stuck to the walls. It was invisible, but Dante clearly felt it, and it wasn't just him; Sara also quickly realized that they were inside a barrier.
With just one word, everyone fell silent.
"Welcome, future leaders, scholars, and forces from all realms, to this fabulous academy," he gracefully bowed and introduced himself, befitting a director.
"I am Director Gaspar Falk. Naturally, I would like to make a speech, but the conditions have changed this year. Hahaha!" He introduced himself with laughter, and soon, ten portals opened.
The rulers of each race emerged, each with their own aura and unique characteristic. Despite this, only two people caught Dante's attention. First, of course, Lyriana Vortex, Sara's mother, and second, the Elf Queen Aewyn Frostsky.
The truth is, he didn't care about the rulers; his mother is much more important than all ten of them combined to him. Still, he showed respect upon seeing them.
He stared into Lyriana's eyes as if he were directing his gaze at her, and soon, she felt his piercing gaze pass through her aura. She turned and looked in Dante's direction.
'My daughter... what are you doing with this man?' Lyriana thought as she saw her daughter next to the man with black hair; she could see through magic the true color of his hair.
'Scarlet.' She thought and looked again at her daughter. 'I hope you know what you're getting into, my daughter.'
"It seems we have many prodigies this year," quickly declared the Werewolf King as he observed the waves of Werewolves who managed to enter the Academy.
"Yes, I agree," Vlad replied as he watched the three vampires he selected to enter. Of course, he looked directly at Dante and just sighed. It was frustrating that such great talent did not come from his lineage, but he could change that with just one request from Dante.
The powers of progenitors over bloodlines are almost absolute, especially with Vampire Progenitors who can use blood as the ultimate currency.
While some analyzed the new youths, an ecological silence fell, as if they were expecting something to happen, though they themselves never spoke. However, one person decided to confront the issues head-on in front of these more powerful beings.
That person was the son of the Human Emperor, Ethan Smith. He was clearly a genius and had an honorable aura. Soon, others began to elevate their auras as well; it was as if a flame had been lit.
Elizabeth Tapes, Ethan Smith, Elowyn FrostSky, Alexander Sucellus, Clovis Arton, and several others that Dante had not yet discovered the names of.
It was a demonstration of power, simple, but it made everything more enjoyable for everyone. The rulers smiled slightly, especially Adam Smith, as the Emperor, seeing his son be the first to attempt something, he felt a slight happiness despite not being a very present father; he valued the small achievements.
Before the event continues...
A massive rift in the Christian reality, like glass, opened a dimensional crack in the middle of the stage. The rift seemed to have been made by a sword.
From the rift, two men appeared.
"Sasaki Kojiro and Musashi Miyamoto, welcome," the Director said, grabbing everyone's attention, but he didn't stop there.
Another portal opened.
"It's good to be back." An extremely beautiful woman emerged, she looked like an angel, but carried a ruthless and just aura.
"Jeanne, it's good to see you again, Celestial Virtue of Justice," the Director smiled, causing another shock for everyone present.
"It's good to see you, old friend," Joan of Arc said as she observed the audience. "We have many young faces here, don't we?" She said, laughing.
"Indeed." He responded.
"It's a shame that I arrived late." A seductive woman appeared; she was a demi-human, a nine-tailed fox.
"Oh, Akemi Yosuka, you've grown. I remember you as a little one running through the valleys of Arthozia; you were much cuter back then," he said, leaving her with just a smile.
"It's good that you remember! Today, I am a woman of the highest class! A MILF! Hahahaha," she replied, laughing like a villain...
"It seems we have quite a few talents here." Joan of Arc shifted the topic as all the super-beings looked at the other students.
Green smoke rose from the ground, forming the figure of a woman. Slowly, she began to materialize.
She had white hair, green eyes, and was very majestic. Her skin was tan like diluted chocolate. She wore black leather pants and a top with a hole revealing ample cleavage. It was quite sexy.
'I already have my favorite teacher,' Dante quickly appeared selling the MILF in front of him, who he quickly drew straight to his face with a deadly glare. Dante faintly felt a white vibration surrounding his neck, but it quickly disappeared.
"It seems we have many lustful men as well," the woman replied.
"I agree, Nagasawa, too many... too many men," Vlad responded as he looked at his daughter, who had already lowered her aura.
"You'll pierce her with your eyes if you keep it up, Vlad. Besides, if you get too possessive, fate will make her end up with the person you detest the most." It was Alice Arcano who spoke those words.
"Personal experience, Alice?" Vlad said with a smile, and she simply nodded. She still hadn't fully approved of Dante and Morgana's relationship.
"It seems we forgot to mention some things," the Dwarf King said, affirmed by the Director.
"We are judging your talents, showing what you can do with your auras," the Director said, and soon the entire room was enveloped in a strong pressure. All the students summoned their auras, making the atmosphere heavier.
On the other hand, Sara and Dante remained motionless as they watched the strange and senseless spectacle unfold.
"They fell for it, idiots," Sara said and looked at Dante, who seemed to be watching a Stand-Up. How could he not laugh? They made their strengths visible just because an old man asked? Right in the midst of a war between the heirs?
"Either they are too innocent or their masters are incompetent," Dante said, recalling his training with Valentina.
"I agree, my master warned me about this from the beginning," Sara commented while staring at Joan of Arc, who noticed her gaze and glowed.
"I see..." Dante said, looking at Joan, who observed him and suffered a shock, but quickly recovered. Dante just smiled because he blocked the [Analysis] spell that Joan used on him.
'For someone who stands for Justice, you're committing crimes just to see my personal information, Miss Celestial Virtue?' He said through [Telepathy] to Joan, who immediately started laughing, startling the rulers and teachers.
'Sorry, little Dante,' she replied, leaving Dante in shock... "Little Dante" was a term only one person used, and that person was Morgana Arcano, his wife.
'Do you know me?' He asked, but got no answers, just a smile that he associated with a Yes, but he could be wrong. People who live for a long time tend to be disguised foxes.
A very loud radio noise was heard, startling everyone. Dante looked at the ceiling of the place and thought it might be some storm or something, but he remembered the sky was too clear for a storm.
"Sara..." Dante said, grabbing the girl's attention. "Yes?" She said confused, and then Dante turned with a scary face, his tense smile going from ear to ear, and he had a frightening expression that left her slightly suspicious, but she tried to stay firm.
"Please, hold on... I think a meteor is falling from the sky." Dante laughed and held on tightly.
"It seems she has arrived." Vlad was the first to say something, and Titania, who had been quiet the whole time, sighed.
"I hate being immortal, seeing that woman for all eternity makes me want to rest in the abyss." She said, and soon the ceiling of the entire place began to crack and lift, like glass shattering.
A woman with red hair, a perfect body, and ruby-red eyes appeared. She wore an all-black leather outfit, her hair was tied up, and she even wore makeup. It was a divine yet demonic scene.
'She got excited, didn't she?' Vlad thought lightly.
She had a very good-looking face; it seemed like she had dressed up for a date with her boyfriend.
'I haven't seen him in days!' She screamed internally.
"Welcome, Valentina Scarlet," the Director replied kindly.
"It's good to see you, Tina!" The demi-human quickly jumped into her small Fox form on Valentina's shoulders and sniffed her. "MMM, YOU SMELL SO GOOD! DID YOU GO TO THAT PLACE OF OURS?" She said happily, recalling the sanctuary she had made for Valentina years ago.
"Yes, the best flowers are there," Valentina replied with a light smile.
"She seems like a different person," Lyriana said, and Nagasawa chimed in occasionally. "That's the power of love," Sasaki said. He was a ROMANTIC! He knew everything about ROMANCE.
"Stop meddling in my life, you old folks!" Valentina spoke lightly. "No, your love life is very entertaining!" Akemi replied, returning to her humanoid form.
The atmosphere was light, even though Valentina was slightly teased by these people, it didn't matter. While she was being treated very well, others didn't care at all, like Titania, who was eager to attack Valentina directly, even though she knew she would die if she did. So she decided to stay quiet and just observe.
Valentina is very strong; even the strongest wouldn't risk fighting her. Besides, she is very temperamental. In a one-on-one, she can defeat almost everyone, except Vlad Dracul Tapes and Alice Arcano, who can easily overpower her. Vlad because of his progenitor powers and Alice due to her anti-magic and sealing spells, something Valentina can't handle.
Musashi and Sasaki can also rival Valentina, but only in martial arts. Both are grandmasters, so it's reasonable, but they don't use mana, only Aura. In a fight, they would lose because of this disadvantage.
Valentina turned to the Director and finally responded to the greeting.
"It's good to see you, old man. They burdened you with taking care of this place, huh? I feel sorry for you running this little school for spoiled kids." Valentina said as several disapproving looks hit her from the students. She gave a small laugh, "Hehe."
"Oh, they really have the nerve, huh?" Valentina said as she looked at Lyriana. "Nerve, is it? I call it foolishness. At least my daughter is well-behaved, not showing any negative behavior toward you." Responding, she glanced at her daughter again, and resumed the conversation she was having.
"That's your mom, isn't it?" Sara said while nudging Dante. "Yes, she's my wife too," he replied coldly as he stared at his mother, who was too busy talking to Lyriana and didn't pay attention to him.
"Wow, she's hot..." Dante heard murmurs from the students below him and began to tremble with anger, feeling Valentina smiling faintly.
"Calm down... they don't know," Sara said, holding Dante's hand, who was about to storm out to kill all those idiots who were disrespecting his wife!
"Sara... let me go," Dante replied as they both moved away. Valentina, on the other hand, looked directly at him with a scowl on her face.
'You'll die if you keep this up!' She roared internally.
'Hope so! You'll be punished! Laughing while kids disrespect you? You'll be punished!' Dante had these thoughts in his mind but couldn't say them out loud, or everything would go to hell, and his identity would be exposed.
He didn't know, but she had been watching him the whole time and was eager to punish him in the cruelest way possible. Back on stage, Valentina's conversation continued.
"Oh, little Sara is already as tall as Dante, isn't she? Where is she?" Valentina asked. Yes, Valentina met Sara when she was a newborn, a few months before Valentina adopted Dante. The age difference between them was almost four months.
"She's over there," Lyriana pointed to where Dante was, and Valentina immediately shifted her gaze. She had seen the girl before, but she hadn't connected that she was Lyriana's daughter, simply because it didn't really matter. But now, it was different. "Why are they together?" Valentina said with a serious look.
"I don't know, but they seem close," Lyriana replied. She also wanted to know why her daughter was standing next to a monstrosity like Dante without any preparation. 'Doesn't she know he's Valentina's son?'
"Understand, I'll have to have a word with my son later," she said with a silencing spell so that the students couldn't hear.
"They were fighting in the arena yesterday, made quite a mess," came the voice of Musashi Miyamoto.
"Yes, truly quite passionate," said Sasaki Kojiro.
"Don't even get me started. My disciple has no contact with men. If she's by your side, it's because he did something good for her," said Joan of Arc.
"Well..." The director wanted to say something but felt pressured to speak. "Old man, if you know something, you better start talking, or you'll turn into barbecue," Valentina said as her smile appeared and her red hair slightly lifted in flames.
"He just ripped the arms off a young man because he called Princess Sara a whore," the director replied, sweating a bit. He had only seen two women have their faces completely deformed in front of him, looking like a frame from Junji Ito's manga.
"Who gets to kill Dante, you or me?" Valentina said as two abysses operated in her eyes. Lyriana, seeing that, replied, "We can split him in half first."
"Hey, hey, hey! Calm down!" Alice began to get desperate, trying to stop the two women.
"Good thing I didn't mention they're sharing the same room," Gaspar muttered very quietly. He thought he was safe, but Valentina's super hearing was working perfectly.
Valentina turned her head like a malfunctioning robot and looked at the director. "Gaspar, can you repeat that?" Valentina said.
The silence echoed among them, the two surprisingly relentless women sucking out all the truth from this man, but Sasaki intervened, trying to lighten the mood.
"They told me about it yesterday," he said, attempting to calm the situation. "They were late, and there were no available rooms, so they stayed together. They were fighting yesterday because of that... although it looked more like a lovers' quarrel than a real battle at a certain point." Kojiro explained, and Valentina sighed.
"I tried to be kind to him, gave him a new name and a home, even asked Vlad for help to get him here, and how am I rewarded? My only husband in my entire life betrays me at the first opportunity he gets. Seriously, I'm tired of trying to be a good wife," Valentina said and then moved forward.
All the rulers were shocked. "Did she marry her own son???" Everyone was surprised, except Vlad, of course, as incest is normal among vampires.
"I am such a lenient mother, tried to make my son more comfortable, but he doesn't deserve such kindness. He's scum who betrays his own wife, both of them on top of that! Wasn't Morgana, the Witch Slut, enough!" Valentina declared, and now Alice took a step back, feeling incredulous glances coming her way.
"Hey, you slackers, my son is at the academy." She said casually, frightening both Dante and Sara, who quickly looked at her.
'WHY ARE YOU REVEALING THIS? I THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE TO USE DISGUISE!' He said inwardly.
"For the three years in the academy, my son won't have my support, so do whatever you want with him; I won't avenge him." Valentina said and then added.
"If you kill him, it's fine; no one will be involved." Valentina said with a smile.
All the students looked at the woman, and many fierce auras began to emerge, but then... a scene unfolded before them.
Dante laughed, quickly understanding what had happened, and looked at Sara, who was a bit scared.
"It seems she got angry finding out about us," Dante said, laughing. Then he looked at the fools who wanted to challenge him, simply ignoring all the strong auras present.
"Great, a flame has been ignited." Valentina said, and the rulers agreed, part of it was already a plan to throw gasoline on the fire, although Valentina deviated a bit from the script.
"Valentina, did you marry your son?" Titania asked, still incredulous about the earlier claim.
"He is adopted and was a human." Valentina responded quite amicably, even startling the Fairy Queen. "We don't really have a real blood bond, if you find it disgusting compared to your culture. It doesn't matter, I'm a Vampire, incest is quite normal in our society." Valentina said, and then Gungnir appeared.
"You are all very scandalous." Aewyn, the Elven Queen, said while observing the entire scene, but she was completely ignored. Just like the other rulers, who are very reserved, these people were too eccentric.
"Let's light a fire." The spear began to catch fire. "Be brief, Valentina." Adam Smith said, and Valentina ignored him again. 'Such insolence...'
"You are promises, but you know... something is missing." Valentina said, and then her aura exploded throughout the area, leaving everyone in shock. "Learn the first lesson when you want to be strong: be bold." Valentina said, her sinister aura lingering throughout the area.
"Learn from the elders what power is." Valentina said and transformed into a massive Fire Phoenix in the dark sky, yes, the sky was as dark as the abyss...
A sound came from the sky, and a giant Black Phoenix appeared next to the Fire Phoenix, both flying towards their respective partners, making quick movements and leaving traces in the sky, like fireworks working as they flew.
"It's good to see my wives showing off." Dante said as he watched Morgana appearing as a Black Phoenix.
"That phrase always hits me in a negative way." Sara said, how could it not? He just said that one of the most dangerous women in the world, as well as the First Princess of Witches, are his wives.
"You'll get used to it." Dante said, looking at the Rulers who, on one hand, enjoyed the show and, on the other, wondered if it was right to do so.
"Indeed, I'm already tired of being looked at like this." Sara said, feeling malicious glares directed at her.
"Looking at a princess with those eyes, it seems you haven't been taught manners. Bow your head." Sara's aura sank them into the ground, Joana D'Arc wasn't happy seeing her apprentice intimidating the weak, but she understood it was just a show of power.
"It's a pity that I can't use my full aura." Dante didn't want to reveal himself, so he just sent a message but swore something.
"Make sure you enjoy it well..." Were his last words as he watched those forces emanating from the Academy's Elites; he was excited!
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC44: The Table of Titles
Dante couldn't talk to Valentina or Morgana, so he headed to his room, or rather, his apartment.
"I don't know if they are afraid of me or you," Dante said, observing how distant people stayed from him; pure fear hung over the entire place.
"Rumors spread quickly; they probably already know about our battle, just as they know that I am a Vortex. It's a shame you have to keep up appearances," Sara replied, walking by his side. She was genuinely confused by so much exposure, something she had never faced before.
"At least they're not focusing on Valentina's demonstration. Thankfully, she didn't use her 'Mental World' to intimidate these kids; they would still be having breakdowns," commented Dante.
"What is her Mental World like? I formed mine recently when Durandal accepted me," Sara asked curiously, even though she knew she might regret it.
"The Mental World of someone who killed more than 4 million people. What do you think it would be like?" Dante asked Sara, who was shocked.
"An entire world full of stacked corpses and a throne of bodies; that's the vision of my mother's world. Although I think it's false," Dante said casually while climbing the stairs.
"False?" Sara asked.
"It might be my perception, as I don't understand how the Mental World really works. But my Mental World is a representation of what makes up my existence. Hers is strange. How can bodies that haven't been extracted or absorbed be materialized? I have some unique things in my world, but nothing compared to that," Dante explained, recalling the Sword and the two Magic Tomes in his Mental World.
"She is truly a monster," Sara said, a bit shaken by what she heard.
"Morgana is like that too," Dante said as both stood in front of the room door.
"Hey, come quickly, look at this!" They both heard some girls and boys gathering in the hallway in a commotion.
"What's happening?" Sara asked, but Dante didn't know the answer. "Let's see."
They descended the stairs again and came face to face with a massive crowd in front of the First-Year Updates board.
Dante couldn't see what was in front of him, but he calmly said, "Move." Even Sara, who was by his side, was startled by the order. No one uttered a single word after Dante ordered; they calmly opened the passage for him. Most of them were weak individuals who hadn't fully awakened yet, so Dante's intimidation worked quickly.
Then he came face to face with a message and some names.
[Potential Kings - According to estimated ranking], Dante read aloud, and everyone heard.
There were few names, but he only emphasized those he knew.
"1st Sara Vortex - Queen of Clear Waters," he read, and Sara shrank a bit but raised her head and looked forward.
"2nd Elizabeth Tapes - Bloodthirsty Queen," he silently heard a "Tsk," a tongue click coming from behind him. When he turned around, he saw a woman with black hair and red eyes looking at him with a lot of anger. It was the Vampire Princess herself.
"3rd Ethan Smith - Golden King," he didn't see the person, but he knew he was the son of the Western Human Emperor.
"30th Dante Rider... Fire Mage," he read somewhat demotivated. "Seriously, imagine when I achieve something; they'll give me what title? Apocalypse-Bringing God of Flames? What a boring school," Dante said, leaving everyone open-mouthed. Even Sara was shocked by what she had just seen.
"I'm going, what a fucking waste of time," Dante said, leaving the place, even leaving Sara behind.
"Hey, Sara Vortex," Elizabeth approached her and drew her attention using a transmission technique.
"Tapes," Sara replied as she examined the girl with a dead look in her eyes.
"Why are you hanging out with him? He's the son of that trash woman," Elizabeth asked as if she wanted to force an answer. But she heard something she had never heard in her life as a Princess.
"I know, but my choices have nothing to do with your despicable lack of character, Vampire Princess. Don't meddle in my affairs," Sara said, leaving, leaving Elizabeth talking to herself. But before leaving, she didn't forget to give her a warning.
"Take care of your own life and don't antagonize someone because of the past of one of your loved ones. Or do you really expect him to be afraid of a Director, Lineage, or Renowned Clan," Sara said with a tone of superior indignation and hatred.
Sara left the huge room, leaving looks of strangeness, repugnance, and, above all... hatred.
Elizabeth Tapes, the Vampire Princess, was emanating such a strong killing intent that some of her colleagues fainted.
"Don't antagonize someone because of their past?" Elizabeth muttered, while her red eyes glowed as if they were going to shoot a laser and pierce anyone who stared at her.
"Dealing with him is going to be difficult, but you? You're just a warm-up, little princess," Elizabeth said as she left.
Some heard what she had just murmured, but ignored it. If a fight between women was really going to happen, they would love to record and show everyone how two princesses beat each other up and which one was stronger.
After all... that's how the world works, isn't it?
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N/A: Hey! Soon I will add an auxiliary volume explaining basic things and a volume just with images of the characters' appearance. Vote more so the novel can reach new people! Thanks for the support!
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC45: The Nightmares of Memories
My body was weak; I tried to react, but I had no strength. My stomach hurt too much to get up.
I tried to shield myself with my arms, but two hands opened up, and again, an intense pain in the stomach. The hands let go of me, and my vision was blurry.
"Congratulations!" I heard, but I couldn't identify the voices; there were at least three male voices.
Biff!!
A punch to the face. I had no strength left. I started to give up until I felt a slight burning sensation.
"Hahaha, it's going to leave a mark!" I heard from my left, like a joyful shout from a blur slightly larger than the other two.
"Come on, put the glasses on him! He needs to look good for the photo!" I heard from the right, and a third person put my glasses on my eyes.
When I heard those words, I started to sweat cold. My hands were cold, and when I looked forward, a flash.
My beaten body was photographed to humiliate me before everyone.
"We're your only friends, aren't we? What would you do without us? Hahaha!" One of them, who was smoking a cigarette, laughed while taking more pictures of my terrible condition.
My face was dirty, my head was bruised and scraped, my shoes were taken off, and my feet had been beaten with stomps.
My stomach was kicked, and a cigarette was extinguished on one of my arms.
TRRRIINNN
"The class is over; let's go," one of them said, leaving me on the ground after being beaten. "History class. The teacher is boring; we better run."
I stayed there on the ground, without the strength to get up, my feet injured. Trying to get up, I fell.
The adrenaline had already passed, and the pain began to hit all my bones. As I tried to get up again, I heard laughter from nearby windows.
"I feel bad for the loser." "They must have made fun of him again." Those were the voices of girls who watched the whole scene. I couldn't see their faces, but their voices were familiar.
Stop laughing, please, I can't take it anymore.
"Loser!" A shout. "If it were me, I would have killed myself by now!"
Please, don't laugh at me.
[I want to die... do I have to go through this?]
The warm blood on my hands was slowly dripping. Sitting with my back against the wall, I closed my eyes slowly as I felt all those emotions.
Days when I was constantly beaten, days when my only good moments were when I was asleep because reality hurt me just by breathing.
[What is it like to die?]
These cursed thoughts wouldn't leave my head anymore.
[Kill yourself; it will be better for everyone.]
Get out of my head.
[You're worthless.]
Please, leave me alone.
[You're useless.]
Go away.
The voices stopped for a few seconds. My cold body began to rise; I felt all the pain again. When I looked ahead, the whole world started to catch fire, a fire as black as the darkness of my thoughts.
I looked, admiring the sight, but my own voice passed through my ears, a whisper filled with regret, resentment, and sadness.
[Die.]
The darkness consumed the entire world that passed through my eyes until it finally reached me.
WOOF!
I quickly got up and looked ahead; I saw a small, strangely beautiful wardrobe, luxurious, to be more precise.
I rubbed my face; my hands felt the wet sensation as I touched it. "Tears in... it was a dream."
I looked around; my consciousness slightly returned to normal. I managed to remember who I am and where I was.
"I can't go on like this," I said.
"Hump."
"Hm?" I heard a slight complaint coming from my right side, and when I turned, I saw a familiar scene again.
A blue-haired girl hugged a teddy bear while sleeping on the floor rug.
"Why have a bed if you're always going to fall off it?"
She was sleepy, but she slightly woke up, rubbing her eyes with her hands and yawning. "Good morning, Dante," she said, and I just nodded.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty."
Dante got up; he looked at the clock and realized he was almost late for the first class. Coincidentally, the first class was outside the Academy rooms, in the greenhouse next to the arena where Sara and Dante almost destroyed during their previous battle.
Dante wasn't worried; he could easily get to class before it started. What mattered?
"What fatigue," he said as he stretched before heading to the shower.
Sara was still in bed getting ready, so he went ahead to the bath. He wanted some time alone to digest what had happened overnight.
Dante's expression changed completely, from a friendly face to a hurt, sad, and hopeless one.
"How long do I have to stay here?" Dante said as he sat on the shower floor.
Hot water fell over his entire body; the water soaked his red hair and left it completely over his face as he looked at the floor.
"What a depression..." He said with his thoughts focused on everything that has been happening.
"I'm sinking," he said again.
"Every step, every moment, every breath. I'm consuming myself every day with these complicated emotions, and my memories have been killing me softly."
"Damn it." Dante said getting up, and everything around him turned into black flames, and the water evaporated; his body dried, and his hair became completely smooth as always.
"This fire has been getting stronger every time I think of something bad; this is going to be problematic." Dante said looking at his hand completely in black flames.
His eyes closed, and the flames disappeared.
"I have to go to class." He said; then, flames consumed him, and the uniform appeared on his body.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC46: The First Class
Dante and Sara managed to get ready on time and went to their first class. The classroom in question was outside the main facilities, a room similar to the Arena that functioned beyond regular classes.
It was a dome-shaped greenhouse with a massive millennia-old tree. The tree was around six thousand years old and was provided by the Elven Queen to fertilize the soil where the Academy would operate. It was the first facility during the academy's construction.
Because of this tree, all the green areas of the academy could be tended to without the risk of dying. The tree and its roots provided nutrients to the entire soil, fertilizing and aiding in the maintenance of the natural life of the academy.
"Why this explanation?" Dante questioned a lively Sara who hummed lightly as she walked alongside him.
"Because it's fun! Just look at this place; it looks mystical!" She said as they walked down the road leading to the greenhouse. Indeed, the appearance was very beautiful, with small lakes filled with flowers and blooming trees in every corner, like a beautiful spring landscape.
"You're right; this place is truly beautiful." Dante couldn't deny it. He had never seen places like this that exuded a mystical aura in everything they saw. It was as if he had stepped directly into a Wuxia novel with mythical landscapes from tales.
"Look, we're getting there," Sara said and started walking faster, leaving Dante behind, who walked casually.
'I should pretend I'm okay. If I show it, she'll want to ask too many questions...' His thoughts were still lingering on his previous dream. The pains were not physical but psychological.
Despite now being a powerful individual as the son of Valentina Scarlet and now the husband of Morgana Arcano, the tough years of bullying while attending his school in the other life were consuming him. His physical strength was robust, but his mentality... Upon recovering some memories, he was emotionally exhausted. Mental fatigue could break him.
'I need to be strong...' Dante said and moved forward without dwelling on it again. He swept the dirt from his past life under the bed and hoped it wouldn't affect him.
"Hey, walk faster!" He heard the slightly excited girl's shout and feigned a crooked smile, which didn't go unnoticed.
"Sure, let's go." He replied and quickened his pace, but it didn't take long before they had already spotted the glass structure, along with several students approaching and entering the venue.
"Looks like we made it on time," she said while walking slowly, as her hurry had already faded due to Dante's lack of enthusiasm.
'Something happened.' Sara's light thoughts were indeed real, but she couldn't draw any conclusions since she didn't know Dante.
"Let's go inside; we have a teacher to meet," Dante said and went ahead a bit more excited, so Sara also decided to move forward without thinking too much about what was happening.
"Hm? The teacher hasn't arrived yet?" They heard some murmurs as class time had already started, but no qualified adult was in sight.
"Is there no class?" A girl with pink hair asked. She wasn't very pretty or Dante's type, but she had a certain charm.
"Fufufu," a mature laughter was heard, and then the plants began attacking all the students.
"KYAAA!!!" A girl screamed. She had brown hair and was completely entangled by a strange green vine that seemed to have a life of its own.
"Damn, someone help her!" shouted the pink-haired girl, unable to reach the girl who was completely immobilized.
"Darn it, take care of each other!" They shouted. A group of youths started gathering in a circle and began using magic to cut the vines attacking them.
"HEY! Don't just stand there!" A golden-haired boy yelled, Ethan Smith.
"Hm?" Dante turned around, seeing the students in complete despair as they defended themselves; some were getting hurt slowly, but Dante stood next to Sara, just watching.
FLIN FLIN FLINT
A rapier began cutting through the vines, and a black blur grabbed the girl who was in the air. "Are you okay?" Elizabeth asked, setting the girl down, who nodded. She had red marks all over her body where the vines held tightly, causing bruises on her arms.
"Come together; we need to defend ourselves. Ignore those two!" She shouted, commanding like a natural leader, but Dante couldn't take it anymore...
"PFFFFF" He put his hand on his mouth, trying not to laugh, but it wasn't just him. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Sara started laughing loudly, grabbing everyone's attention.
Elizabeth's eyes began to tremble with anger, but when she lightly released her killing intent, Dante raised his hand, and all the vines caught fire.
"Pff... Pff... Princess Pff... Look Pff... Up HAHAHAHA," Dante said, laughing, and everyone looked up, only to see an elf floating down while bursting into laughter after witnessing this unfortunate defense demonstration.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" She roared loudly, unleashing a terrifying wind that cleared all the ashes from the Greenhouse.
She descended to the ground and approached Dante, slightly angry and still laughing.
"Pff... Come on, student, why ruin my fun?" She said pouting, her smile trying not to show, but she couldn't. She was almost peeing herself from laughter.
She placed her hand on her belly after laughing so much; she had aches from so many laughs she had. Only Dante and Sara saw it because they were away from the others. So she didn't bother them, just stood there watching the kids fall and hurt themselves with desperate looks as they tried to defend themselves from a simple basic magic.
"Oh well, okay, it's over!" She said, clapping her hands, causing a loud sound, grabbing everyone's attention; then, small vines dripped droplets onto the heads of all the students.
"Cure?" The girl who was caught during the teacher's playful act remarked, looking at her completely healed arms.
"Cool," a boy said, someone who had never witnessed healing magic personally.
"Okay, how are we now? Are you all right?" She asked, and everyone nodded again.
"So, shall we begin?" She said and slightly bowed. "I am Linnea Greenleaf, your beloved Magical Herbology teacher!"
Linnea Greenleaf, an elf who dedicated over a hundred years to Magical Herbology, traveled the world learning about herbs and plants from all continents. She was also known as "The Enchanted Gardener," teaching students about mystical herbs and how to survive with plants.
A woman with a striking appearance, middle-aged, wearing emerald green clothes, immersed in the essence of nature, she resembled a Dryad. Wielding a staff carved with intertwined vines and a basket with various magical plants, her eyes were kind and playful, carrying love for flora and a smile that conveyed her joy in having a class to teach.
"It's a pleasure to meet you!" She said, making a V with her fingers and winking at the students, who were slightly enchanted by the illustrious and eccentric presence of this teacher.
But Dante and Sara couldn't... They were in the corner trying to stop laughing at the reactions they saw, but it was difficult.
Elizabeth and Ethan, who were watching the two, began to look at them with a slight desire to kill embedded in their glares.
"Pff..." "He fell flat on the ground" "Pff..."
"Yes Pff..." "She acted like a leader, but Pff..." "The boss was on top of her head Pff...."
"Pff..." "My stomach hurts Hehe"
"Mine too hehe"
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC47: The Professor is against me!
The room began to settle as the teacher sat on a desk; where there was once ample space, oak tables with flowers emerged, several tables for students to use, and soon chairs appeared as well.
Of course, everything had been planned for the first class to be like this; Linnea was known for playing pranks on her students, and this class wouldn't be an exception to the eccentric teacher's taste for mischief.
"So, my dear students, I would love to say it's a calm, peaceful, and simple class." Linnea began to recite lightly. "But we live in a complicated world, so you have three seconds to leave my room before the class starts." She said with a mischievous smile, but three seconds weren't much.
'Okay, what's up with this weird teacher? Three seconds isn't even enough time to respond to you,' Dante thought as he looked at the teacher's mischievous smile.
"Alright, three seconds have passed, so you agree with my actions, and if someone dies, it's solely your fault and your weakness." She said while clapping her hands together.
"Eh?" Some wondered, did they hear correctly?
"I knew." Dante said, and Sara nodded slightly. Well, who cares, right?
"Sit down, let's talk about plants." She said with a macabre smile on her face that even gave Dante a shiver down his spine.
Everyone began to sit in pairs as the tables were divided. Sara and Dante sat together because, aside from each other, they only knew Elizabeth Tapes, who disliked both of them, and Ethan Smith, who also seemed to have a dislike for both. So, they became table buddies.
"As I said, my name is Linnea Greenleaf, and I will be your teacher." She repeated her introduction and began to teach. The classroom atmosphere changed completely; now, she was a serious woman, with a slightly kind yet still robust look, as if she had changed personalities.
'Another joker?' Dante questioned himself as he looked at Linnea and turned to Sara. 'They do look alike.'
"Can anyone tell me what Magical Herbology is?" Linnea said while holding a pot of a strange plant.
A girl at the back, the one with pink hair from before, raised her hand, and Linnea nodded. The girl then stood up.
"Magical Herbology is the art of studying the plants in our world. There are countless types of plants with various effects. Essentially, Magical Herbology is not only about cataloging but also identifying the actions of plants in our world!" She quickly responded. The girl was a very dedicated human.
"Oh, we have a herbology enthusiast here? What's your name, little one?" Professor Linnea asked curiously. The response was quite good.
"Harper Mitchell," she answered with a smile.
"A very good answer; I'll remember your name." "Yes, professor!" She quickly replied and sat down.
"As she said, that's exactly it. We focus on studying plants and their benefits to our society. But it's not just that; their use is also crucial. A practical example is potions that, over the years, have been invented. Diseases have decreased significantly, and currently, most basic illnesses, like the flu, have been completely cured," Linnea said, and many attentive looks began to appear.
She smiled slightly, thinking these kids wouldn't quickly grasp the benefits.
"There are various types of mystical plants. Could someone give me an example?" She said, looking directly at Dante, who realized it was meant for him. 'Ugh, is she already interested in me? I haven't done anything.' Dante raised his hand, and she acknowledged him.
"Ghost Spider Lily, Thousand-Year Ginseng, Dragon's Tooth, Frost Lotus Flower, Golden Lotus Flower."
"Great references. Your name?" She said with a sly smile. "Dante Rider."
"Hmm, strange. How do you know about Dragon's Tooth? Only the best in the field have that information... hmm," she said with a slight smile, and Dante turned pale.
"DAMN IT! EVEN THE PROFESSOR IS ALREADY AGAINST ME!"
"COME ON, THINK FAST!"
"COME ON, DANTE!"
"OH! I KNOW!"
"I am well-versed in medicinal plants, and my tutor was involved in a matter related to this new variation," Dante said with a confident smile, but deep down, he was trembling with anger and fear of being found out.
Dragon's Tooth is a variant of Dandelion that has been nurtured with mana for over a hundred years, mainly growing in the corners of forests where the mana concentration is absurd. Compared to the common Dandelion, it's almost an offense; it is a thousand times more effective and was discovered just a year ago.
How did Dante know about this spice? Morgana showed him, after all, the White Tower was developing a magical solution based on Dragon's Tooth to rebuild the mana veins that pass near the central core. It was an extremely delicate research.
"Hmm, I see. Your tutor must be someone very important, isn't she, Little Dante?" She said as she prepared to move on to the next topic.
"DESPICABLE PROFESSOR! I'LL SET YOU ON FIRE, YOU WEIRD GREEN PLANT!" Dante internally shouted, like a furious dragon's roar. He was very angry.
"Yes, she is," he answered gently, but Sara, who was beginning to notice Dante's reactions, was about to burst into laughter because she knew his secret.
"TO THINK I WAS WORRIED ABOUT THIS GIGOLO. HE'S EVEN A TARGET FOR THE TEACHER! Hahaha!" Like an evil mind, she laughed internally.
"If you laugh, I'll barbecue celestial virtue," Dante said, looking directly at the teacher.
"Sure, Mr. 'I have a tutor involved,'" Sara mocked, making the boy even more irritated.
"Sara, I'm going to kill you," Dante said, turning to see Sara's eyes, which were glued to him. When Sara realized, she saw only two abysses in his eyes, as if they were going to swallow her.
"Hey, stop looking at me like that."
"Dante, no side conversations!" Linnea said, and everyone instantly looked at Dante, who lowered his head with a huge vein almost popping out of his face.
'I'm going to kill you, you damn pointy-eared!'
"Now, let's move on to the next topic," Linnea said, continuing to teach about the magical herbs and plants that this vast world has. Dante just stayed quiet, almost exploding with anger, and Sara just endured her urge to laugh after seeing her opponent totally defeated.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC48: Do You Like to Intimidate The Weakest?
An educational system based on competitiveness implies an environment where students are constantly assessed and compared to each other. The academic pressure resulting from this system often translates into intimidating behaviors, with students bullying those who may not perform as well as them.
Yes, bullying.
There's no need to explain; we can use logical explanations or whatever nonsense the mainstream media says, but regardless of the location, year, or era, bullying will always exist. It's not a choice; it's just an acceptance.
People, regardless of race, will always have issues, either being the target or the one engaging in bullying, and this is no different in a magical academy.
Why does this happen? Because people are inherently bad, and even if they find an excuse for such behavior, the truth is that the world is a big mess with more mess piled on top.
SLAP
A boy lay on the ground; he was slender with cat-like features in his ears. His frame was somewhat skeletal, and his appearance conveyed only one thing.
Weakness.
SLAP
"Come on, get up, you trash," a tall boy with wolf ears said while hitting the boy.
SLAP
"What's the matter? Tired already?" he shouted again as three more boys watched the scene inside the school bathroom.
"Stop it, Alexander. He can't take it anymore," one of the boys said with a smirk, resembling a wolf, just like Alexander.
"Are you trying to show mercy to him, Morry?" Alexander asked, while the boy simply raised his arms slightly. "Never, but is it really fun playing with a glass like him?" he asked with a smile.
"Oh, you got an idea?" Alexander was intrigued by Morry's smile.
"Oh, don't get me wrong. Let's just use him to attract more idiots," he said with a smile. "I like the idea," Alexander responded with a grin.
"You guys sound like kids," one of the other two said, looking directly at Alexander and Morry. "What do you mean, Gron? Want to get beaten?" Alexander said, with a vein almost bursting on his head in anger at being called a kid.
"You're too dramatic, Alexander," the other said. "Let's form a gang," he said. "Okay, now you want us to be criminals in a school like this? Are you out of your mind, Dominic?" Morry said, while grabbing something that looked like a box.
"Hey, don't use that in here; someone might see," Gron said, taking the small box from Morry's hand.
"For God's sake, it's just a cigarette!"
While they argued, the boy tried to crawl away from that place. They were too immersed to notice, but it was a foolish idea.
SLAP
The boy's leg was crushed under Alexander's foot. His leg didn't break, but the pain was immense. It didn't take ten seconds for the boy to start screaming in pain as Alexander forced his foot.
He was basically being tortured.
"AHHH AHHHH AHHHH," he screamed. "Someone help me!" He shouted again, but nothing came. It was another forty seconds, and someone entered the bathroom.
They couldn't hear his footsteps, but quickly sensed the presence of someone else. The boy who entered had long black hair and red eyes.
"Get lost," Alexander said, ordering him to leave. "We're busy here, or you'll be next."
The boy ignored the threats, walked past Alexander, leaving the five of them behind, and entered one of the stalls to use the bathroom. He never said anything, just had a cold expression on his face.
"That guy is the one who was fighting with Vortex," Morry said, and Alexander slowly opened his eyes as he remembered the fight he witnessed. Did he get intimidated? Of course not, he really wanted to beat up that weakling now.
Then, the sound of the flush went off, and the boy came out, his cold expression leaving all four of them irritated.
"Hey, you ignored me," Alexander said while facing him. "You want to fight?" Dante asked, his head was a bit turbulent from the previous class, and now he was eager to unleash his full strength on someone.
"Fight? I'll break you apart," Alexander said, but Dante just ignored him and walked past.
He turned to the boy with the injured leg and looked at him with a cold stare; he saw his image being overlaid.
'You caught me on a bad day, mangy dog.'
Dante's eyes faintly glowed red as he crouched down by the boy.
[Basic Healing]
Everyone can use magic, and Dante is no exception, but depending on the affinity, it's possible to use stronger magic. With the Holy Affinity Dante obtained, he can use various minor spells from almost all elements, except dark magic. Of course, being able to use and being proficient in the element are two entirely different things.
Dante knows many basic spells that are easy and only require mana.
The boy's leg healed slightly; unfortunately, Dante could only apply it to a specific area of someone's body, and despite wanting to help, he couldn't do much.
"Get up and go to the infirmary; ask someone to come here to check on these guys' situation," Dante said, and the boy hurriedly got up, nodded, and managed to run away.
"Hey, you little shit, what do you think you're doing?" Gron said, and in a second, his entire body froze as Dante's mild killing intent exploded.
"Hey... is it fun to hurt the weaker ones?" Dante asked with a slight smile.
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