MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC58: Defeat the Demon King
"Extortion, Physical and Psychological Abuse, Intimidation, Theft, Racism, Racial Discrimination, Xenophobia, and Sexual Harassment," Dante pronounced, as the pressure began to affect the surroundings and the arena cracked slightly. "If I kill you all, does it mean I've cleansed your kingdoms, don't you agree?"
"So, I challenge all of you at once," Dante said with a smile they had only seen once, when Valentina first appeared.
Suddenly, an announcement:
[Rule Change] [The Current Event is not in line with reality, due to a battle request the first-year match has changed to "Defeat the Demon King"] The Director's voice echoed: [The victor will receive a reward from the top floor of the Academy Library]
"Now..." Dante murmured, and his black flames began to manifest throughout the environment, even reaching the first-year stands.
"Hey, you little shit," Dante heard the voice coming from Wolf Boy, who stood up facing him.
"Shut up, mutt," Dante said, and Alexander fell to his knees under the pressure Dante imposed on him. "You're only alive because I'm going to have a lot of fun with you later," Dante said, starting to ignore him.
"Come on, you pieces of shit," he said, and several swords came flying at him. He easily defended himself while dodging; there were over twenty enemies attacking him together.
"Argh!"
He cut off the arm of a black-haired boy and kicked him, hitting three more, while more people started to appear behind him. But it was futile; he managed to stop them and threw them back.
"You're mine!" one of them clarified.
"In your dreams," Dante replied, hurling him away.
"Come," he said, shifting his stance. The tip of his blade began to imbue with Black Fire, and with a swing, a storm of fire flew towards everyone. He was no longer holding back at all.
As Dante was about to strike again, an ice launch stopped his fire release.
"Hey, big shot, you're getting ahead of yourself," he heard the voice of the man in front of him, an Elf.
Dante began to enter a state of flow again, for the second time. It was uncommon for this to happen with a being, but Dante, for some reason, was driven to fight only by survival instinct every time he started to fight seriously.
It was some trigger he couldn't identify.
"I'm getting chills just from facing him," the Elf emerged during a sudden change in Dante. It wasn't just him, but everyone around started to feel this way. It was as if a huge, borrowed beast had fallen onto the battlefield.
"We need to end this, or we'll die," he chose the voices of the others, mainly a pink-haired girl, and responded to those behind him.
"I know, but it's still just one against nearly a hundred people," he remarked and looked forward in a battle stance. "I won't be prey for him!" He spoke and went after Dante again.
"That disgusting smell," he heard someone murmuring something. That someone was Alexander Sucellus, who began to transform into his hybrid form.
"Disgusting vampire," he said, and his body already reached two meters in height. "I can smell it coming from him."
"Vampire."
"Damn, another paranoid one," the Elf commented as he watched how Alexander was. "His murderous intent is quite strong, and he's not the only one."
As the Elf looked at Dante, who continued to fight against the others, momentarily two arrows passed by him and hit Dante's shoulders.
He turned around and saw someone he knew.
"Princess!" He spoke quickly. "Owen." She said and the Elf bowed slightly.
"There may be many of you, but you're all just weaklings," Dante's voice echoed. "Your numbers won't be able to stop me."
Dante said, and everyone turned to face him.
Trained personally by the strongest grandmaster of spear, by a woman whose story is told by destroying everything she touches, and by the Mage of the White Tower, known as the greatest genius in destructive magic.
Many looks turned blank. Would it be possible to defeat this boy? No, that was the answer everyone came to, even some who had good families and good resources to grow up came to this general consensus.
He was a Demon.
"Get yourselves together," the voice came from the back, and a boy with golden hair appeared like a golden flash.
"Ethan," Owen murmured as he watched the boy walk in confidently. "We can't win head-on," he said, and Ethan nodded.
"Wait for me!" A feminine voice appeared, and a small fairy transformed into a human girl before their eyes. Seraphina Nightfall joined the group.
"Elizabeth is injured, and Sara Vortex and Clovis Arton didn't help us. We have no choice but to unite against that guy," they heard a powerless voice and a small tremor. "Forki Dolafor," Ethan said.
"Only that witch is missing," Owen said, but there were no responses. "She didn't fight against Dante, as Professor Akemi said. He's married to Morgana Arcano, her sister," Seraphina said and looked at what was happening as they gathered.
Almost everyone had already fallen in the fight. Although they weren't dead, their injuries were too deep, and it was impressive that they were still alive. Meanwhile, Dante had finished off nearly 120 students, leaving only those he wanted to leave for last.
At this moment, he was facing Alexander Sucellus as they conversed, unaware that the Wolf had already gone after Dante.
"We need to help him," Saraphina said. "What about the reward?" Ethan commented, and no one responded.
"Those who remain will fight amongst themselves later, but we can't let him win," Elowyn said. She looked at her teammates who agreed.
"Let's end this."
Ethan Smith, The Golden King Elowyn Frostsky, The Queen of the Bow Alexander Sucellus, The Alpha of Kryoris Forki Dolafor, The King of Earthquakes Seraphina Nightfall, The Shining Fairy
They all went after Dante simultaneously as the grand event unfolded. Meanwhile, a mischievous little cat watched the proceedings attentively before her eyes.
"Interesting."
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC59: Dante's Brutality
Sara was sitting in the infirmary while her mentor stood by her side. She slowly woke up after the exhausting mental strain that her Virtue had caused, the mental exhaustion causing serious internal damage, but now everything had settled peacefully in her mind.
"What's going on?" She questioned as she rose slightly and looked around. She could only see her mentor looking at her with a slight crooked smile.
"Do you really want to know?" Joana D'arc asked, and Sara nodded.
Her mentor then handed her a sphere, and she saw something she had been thinking about seeing the most. Bodies upon bodies fallen unconscious and visions of swords and spears colliding.
"What happened here?" She asked, and her mentor closed her eyes. Jeanne then began.
"He appeared in the Arena suddenly, stopped you from killing Elizabeth Tapes, and then... announced his identity," Jeanne commented and looked at Sara.
"The director changed the subject of the combat to [Eliminate the Demon King]. And all the first-year students attacked him together, and that... is what happened to them."
"Was I going to kill her?" Sara asked softly.
"Of course not, but let him think that was going to happen. The magic over the arena prevents any fatal injuries, even if he wants to kill, it won't be possible," Jeanne replied.
Sara quickly looked at the sphere and saw Dante screaming in pain as a sword cut his arm and a golden beam struck him.
"Is... he going to be okay?" Sara asked softly, and Jeanne couldn't answer. She just looked at Sara with a crooked smile.
"He's holding back," Sara commented, and Jeanne was slightly startled. "What do you mean by that?" She asked.
"Don't tell anyone you heard about this, that boy..." Sara felt guilty for revealing Dante's secret to Jeanne, but she couldn't hide anything from her mentor anymore.
"He has the Sacred Power of Heroic Traits," Sara said, and Jeanne raised her eyebrows and closed her eyes.
[Virtue of Justice: Soul Judgment] She used an ability derived from her virtue and analyzed the target: Dante Scarlet.
"H-how is that possible?" She stuttered slowly and wanted to ask her God about it, but she knew he wouldn't answer.
- - -
Many were defeated throughout this entire battle; incredibly, Dante still managed to stand his ground while facing Ethan, Alexander, and Owen alone.
The three of them surrounded him and now tried to stop him at all costs, yet the difference was too vast.
Dante was a complete beast while they were mere rats in comparison to him; the contrast was terrifying.
Crack
The ground began to crack, and a strong energy emanated from below, and several stone spikes emerged toward Dante, who managed to dodge them with a backward somersault.
But nothing could be done; he received a side blow in the form of a Golden Lightning, throwing him away.
He crashed onto the ground, creating a small crater; debris buried him, and the same stone magic came and held him, trying to swallow him.
"Give up, Scarlet," Forki said as he pointed his hand with an orange magic circle at Dante.
"It's over for you." Like lightning, Ethan appeared beside him.
Slowly, the area where Dante was trapped began to freeze. "Yes, you've lost, Dante," Elowyn said, aiming her bow at Dante.
"You're acting too arrogant... five against one and yet you still act with such arrogance... it's a shame," Dante said, and then everything began to melt.
Red flames emerged completely, and then he stood up, showing a huge murderous intent directed straight at the little fairy that appeared beside Elowyn.
"I restrained myself from killing anyone," Dante said, then looked at Alexander, who was panting in his hybrid form.
"But there's no need for that anymore," he said, looking at the magical sphere hovering above, recording the entire event.
In the blink of an eye, Dante vanished and reappeared in front of Ethan, landing a punch on his jaw, knocking him out cold and breaking part of his jaw.
Next, he disappeared again and struck Elowyn, breaking her bow and knocking her unconscious.
"Minus two," he said, then turned back to Forki and Owen.
"Come on," he said, projecting himself forward with the spear, and Forki managed to dodge using magic. Dante, on the other hand, didn't let up and managed to cut off part of Forki's arm.
"I need to use this, it'll be my only trump card," Owen said as he exerted immense force on his spear, completely bathing it in a layer of absolute zero ice.
"Ice Spear," he muttered and hurled the spear directly at Dante's panting body.
Time seemed to slow down, and where the spear passed, everything was frozen, leaving a trail of ice wherever there was oxygen.
"It's a shame," Owen heard it coming directly from Dante, who raised his hand.
Dante's hand was covered in pure black fire, causing the air around him to vanish with the heat it emitted.
It was just one second.
BOOM.
Everything exploded, and the dust from the ice rose into the air. Everyone fell silent. It was a devastating attack that even a child could employ. It was surprising that Owen, a simple talented elf who had gained one of the Queen Elf's cards, had executed it.
"It's a shame," Dante said as the dust settled. In front of him, Owen's spear was completely melted... The spear hadn't even reached him.
Before anything else could be said, Alexander appeared behind Dante at an absurd speed and plunged his claws into his chest.
"AH!" Dante screamed in pain instantly.
"Did you really think you could defeat me so easily, worm?" Alexander said, pushing Dante away, retracting his claw and tearing through several organs.
"It's over," Alexander said, turning around and starting to walk away. "Now it's up to you," he said, but was halted by the fairy in human form, who pointed behind him.
"It's impressive..." Dante said as he lay on the ground, a golden flame beginning to envelop his entire body. "You disgust me," he said, and his entire body was healed.
"I guess that was a good warm-up," he said, then, with his spear, he stood up and looked at Alexander. "Now I understand a bit why vampires and werewolves hate each other. Truly, you're a piece of trash," Dante said, and with a strike, Alexander lost both arms and a leg.
"Good luck healing," Dante said and turned towards Forki, who was getting up. "You can stay down," he said and plunged the spear into his stomach, causing him to fall again.
"Hm... the little dog is gone, the giant too, the hot elf is unconscious, and only the icy elf and the fairy slut are left," Dante said, and before he could act again, the environment changed completely.
Dante held Seraphina firmly, displaying her before the sphere recording the event, her fairy wings gently shimmering in her human form.
"See this, Titania?" Dante said with a defiant tone, directing his message directly to the Fairy Queen. "This is your 'dear' subject, the 'fairy slut,' as you like to call her. Did you know she was here, fighting for her life, while you watched comfortably from afar?"
Dante looked directly at the sphere, his gaze filled with contempt and disdain. "Is this what you call leadership? Protecting your subjects? Allowing one of them to be attacked, injured, and humiliated while you hide in your tower?"
He squeezed Seraphina a little tighter in his hand, not enough to hurt her, but enough to show his power over her. "This is what happens when you break contracts, Titania. When you leave your subjects in danger, they find protection where they can."
Dante glanced back at the sphere, his expression full of challenge. "Now, what are you going to do about it? Will you continue hiding in your tower, or will you finally come down and face the consequences of your actions?"
He waited for a response, defiant, ready to face any consequences of his own actions.
A tear and a scream. Seraphina lost her two wings in the most brutal way possible. Then, Dante showed the girl's torn back, which was gushing blood, and he burned it.
"Never," Dante said, and his spear severed one of her arms.
"Break" he severed the other arm.
"One" he cut off Seraphina's foot.
"Contract!" He severed her other foot.
"Look there, smile," he said as he held the girl's face, who cried endlessly. "How about it? Do you like the consequences of banning me from the spiritual realm?"
"Tell her, little fairy," Dante encouraged her to speak, but she was desperate, and her physical body began to crumble. "Help me, mother," she said, and poof, her body exploded into light and returned to her fairy form; she was already unconscious.
"Hey, you fucking comedy. Wake up," he said, but nothing happened.
"WAKE UP!" He shouted, and she didn't react.
"Look, she can't wake up. Should I rip her head off to open her eyes? Hmmm, that's a good idea."
Dante's eyes were completely consumed, his hands, shoulders, and legs were already engulfed in black flames as if he were about to self-destruct; his madness reached a huge peak that he could no longer contain.
"Enough, boy," Nagasawa said, putting her hand on his shoulder. "You've won," she said, taking the body of the little fairy, who was in a state of hibernation.
"Oh, right," Dante said, regaining slight consciousness and everything returning to normal. "Next time, it will be death," he said with a terrifying smile. Titania, however, couldn't do anything at this moment.
But she will definitely kill this bastard.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC60: My Darling!
What happened was a scene of complete destruction and chaos. Dante, in an uncontrollable fit of anger, unleashed a true massacre in the arena. His behavior went beyond mere fighting; he left behind a trail of devastation and death wherever he went.
Mutilated bodies and spilled blood were scattered throughout the entire arena, creating a scene of horror and despair. Nurses and healers were quickly called to provide assistance, but the carnage caused by Dante was beyond the capacity of any medical aid.
Those who witnessed the event were shocked, unable to comprehend the brutality and fierceness of what they had just seen. Dante became a terrible version of what he always wanted to avoid, clearly showing that his rage knows no bounds.
A fury that never extinguished; that was the reaction they had when they looked at that scene. Nothing and no one could disagree about the sovereignty he imposed in that duel; even the geniuses were crushed like flies.
It was as if a demon had been summoned in those few moments. It wasn't more than ten minutes, and over a hundred opponents were annihilated; a unilateral and consequential fight that said only one thing: Do not challenge me.
That was the message everyone felt. Dante was cruel and merciless, fitting the title that Professor of Spiritual Arts Akemi announced: The Demon King.
When the dust settled, only one scene remained etched in the minds of all the students: Seraphina Nightfall being tortured in front of her own mother.
As Dante described, Titania watched as her daughter had her four limbs severed and her wings removed by Dante's hands, without any mercy. This scene devastated several young individuals, who suddenly suffered traumas upon witnessing such torture being inflicted.
On the other hand, upon hearing what Dante recounted, they perfectly understood his position. He had been banished from the Spiritual Realm, which would be the end for a mage, as many used spiritual energy to replenish and strengthen spells. Dante lost access to the Spiritual Realm because Titania willed it so, and this had consequences.
She couldn't retaliate, as her father warned her, and she also couldn't simply avenge her daughter, as she would not only have problems with the Spiritual Realm, but also with That Familiar who wanted Dante, as well as the Nine Rulers who decided to distance Titania from the Non-Aggression Pact.
That's right, as punishment... The Fairy Realm became an enemy of all the Realms after an act of betrayal and breaking of agreements.
Unlike Titania, Morgana and Valentina were individuals whom the group of rulers needed. Morgana was a great mage who had developed many magical theories, and Valentina was a God Slayer with a Divine Weapon. Compared to Titania, who was only a Fairy with Infinite Spiritual Power, she was nothing.
That's why she condemned her entire realm because she wanted to prevent a boy from entering the Spiritual Realm.
On one hand, it was right to do so, after all, the Familiar who desired Dante was someone very special. However, by doing so, everything went downhill. Titania is now considered a Fallen Queen.
This represents the overall context of what was happening, and the current reality?
"I found..." The redhead said as she looked at Dante in the Arena, his whole body covered in blood and Nagasawa placing her hands on his shoulder.
"Found what, Katarina?" Aren said, seeing Katarina's feline eyes almost popping out of her face.
"That" She said and jumped into the Arena.
"Hold her back," Zed said, but when he realized, there was a barrier in front of him. "Boris," he commented and saw the man laughing with a smile. "She'll kill you if you interfere, kid," he said.
The pressure of the arena was so great that the world seemed like it was going to be destroyed, several people began to faint and then Dante felt something trying to hit him, but he protected himself. He turned around and saw the woman in front of him.
"Who are you?" he questioned himself as he just observed.
"Dante Scarlet... is that right?" she asked with a possessive look. "Yes, that's correct."
"It's a beautiful name," Katarina said.
"Katarina, return to your place," Nagasawa said as she looked at the woman in front of her. "Please, professor... I finally found..." Katarina said with a smile.
"You!" She pointed at Dante.
With a gigantic scream, causing even the ground to tremble, she declared her intentions.
"I announce that Dante Scarlet is MINE! and ONLY MINE! All mine!"
She said and jumped onto Dante's back, holding onto him and pressing her breasts against his back as she rubbed her face against him.
"My Darling!"
Everyone who was still in their senses looked at Katarina with their mouths wide open, and soon a very loud scream came from the VIP stands. It was Aren.
"SHE DID IT AGAIN!" She screamed so loudly that everyone quickly turned to look at her, and Dante looked at Katarina.
"I'm seeing that woman... doing this?" Zed asked, and Boris nodded in confirmation... "I thought she was crazy... but to say that the Destroyer's Husband is only 'HERS' I think is too much... even for her."
"Miss, who are you?" Dante asked gently as he tried to push this woman off him.
"Oh, right. Katarina Ainsworth, The strongest woman from Kyrioris Academy." She said, and Dante faintly saw a younger Valentina's image in the girl...
"DAMN IT! ANOTHER CRAZY ONE!" He shouted internally as he looked at Professor Nagasawa, who had several veins popping on her head.
As Dante struggled to free himself from Katarina's grasp, the crowd in the arena erupted into chaos. The bold declaration from the strongest woman at Kyrioris Academy didn't go unnoticed, and many curious eyes turned to her and Dante.
"My Darling!!" she repeated with a possessive expression, holding onto him firmly.
Despite the embarrassing situation, Dante tried to maintain his composure, though he felt a surge of discomfort brewing within. He couldn't afford to show it, so he began to act coldly in an attempt to deter her. He knew he had to handle the situation delicately to prevent further turmoil in the already chaotic arena, so he continued his efforts to push her away.
"Please, Miss Katarina, you need to let me go," Dante said, keeping his tone calm despite the escalating tension around him. "I am not yours."
Meanwhile, Professor Nagasawa observed the scene with a mix of disbelief and frustration. She knew she needed to intervene before the situation spiraled even further out of control, but Katarina's determined grip, indicated by the pulsating veins, suggested she wasn't going to give up easily.
With a mischievous smile stretching from ear to ear, Katarina tightened her embrace around Dante, ignoring his attempts to break free, squeezing him tightly.
"Don't worry, Darling" she said in a soft yet confident voice. "I am far superior to that indecisive little princess who can't make up her mind about you," Katarina remarked, her eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity. It seemed as though a beast had been unleashed, and she was resolute in not allowing Dante to escape under any circumstances.
Meanwhile, the crowd in the arena continued to watch a scene they never would have imagined, torn between bewilderment and excitement at the unusual and frightening spectacle unfolding before them.
With a sudden movement, Katarina tilted Dante's head back and kissed him with startling intensity, surprising not only Dante but also everyone around them. Their lips met in a bold and passionate gesture, at least from Katarina's part.
The kiss was so unexpected and charged with energy that the air seemed to grow heavier around them, as if the very atmosphere was reacting to the intensity of the moment. Spectators in the stands became even more shocked, some choking on the scene, while others watched with fear or disapproval.
Dante was momentarily stunned by Katarina's audacity, his thoughts slightly sabotaging him, even as he tried to break free, Katarina held him firmly, showing that she was thousands of times stronger than him, as if he were trapped in a straitjacket.
After a moment that seemed to last an eternity, Katarina finally released Dante, leaving him breathing heavily and trying to process what he had just experienced. Katarina's eyes gleamed with a mixture of determination and provocation as she observed the reactions of everyone around.
"You're insane?!" Dante managed to articulate, still stunned by the surprise kiss.
"You enjoyed it, didn't you?" Katarina teased, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips. "After all, now that I've claimed you as mine, I can do whatever I want with you. I've marked you with my scent," she said, massaging her lips with her finger, her words echoing in Dante's mind, leaving him without any reaction he could muster, as if everything had turned white and he had lost himself.
Meanwhile, a crowd continued in a state of shock, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
Dante... well, now he knew he could be killed for real if Valentina or Morgana saw such an act with their own eyes, and knowing those two wicked women... Dante's days were numbered until he encountered them again.
Dante turned slightly and watched Katarina walk away, he cursed softly as he wished she would somehow die because he would be the one to die, but then Katarina turned around and said something that made Dante blush slightly.
"That was your reward for the victory, maybe I'll reward you with something more later," he read Katarina's lips as he tried not to react, but it was impossible. A beautiful woman like her saying something like that would leave anyone excited.
Of course, except Dante. He's married... well... can we negotiate about this?
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC61: The World Started to Move
Two days had passed since the incident caused by Dante, which was dubbed "The Domination of the Demon King."
No one dared to utter Dante's name directly anymore. They either referred to him as Scarlet out of respect or as Demon out of arrogance. Dante had essentially become a celebrity.
He didn't care about the fame he had on Nighitter, a supernatural social network, or about his fan club profiles.
Despite his disregard, modern technology like the internet existed, albeit through a magical neural network created by a witch Morgana had been at odds with since childhood. Throughout this entire period, at Morgana's request, Dante had avoided anything related to Technomagic because his wife's words were like an eternal commandment to him.
During this time, his nightmares had become even more routine, and he forced himself to be something he was not.
Dante wanted to be left alone, but if everyone treated him like a demon, he would act like one. His mother taught him, eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, blood for blood, and if someone does something to you, do it a thousand times worse. He knew his mother was quite similar to a certain woman, but he didn't know it was to this extent.
Dante was now the greatest terror that could exist. He was a demon in the body of a vampire, and the people around him regarded him as such, so he stopped caring about their glances. In fact, he even enjoyed this fame. It meant fewer people would really bother him...
Except for one in particular who had been relentlessly pursuing him... that would be Katarina Ainsworth. Dante had been trying to stay hidden from her lately, but she always found him. It was as if she had put a tracker on him... or rather, she had marked him with her scent. As a Catkin, she could do that since despite being humanoid, she still had her feline instincts, and it had reached an extreme.
She had tried every way to capture Dante, but even the Director had to intervene. She became slightly obsessed with Dante, and after her outburst at the end of the event...
Everyone thinks they're a couple, especially since Katarina refers to him as "Dear" wherever he goes.
Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, considering Katarina was one of the most heavenly beauties Dante had ever met. But on the other hand... Well, the vampire was having several domestic disputes with a certain woman with blue hair who was becoming bolder in her actions every day...
To the point of putting him to sleep in the living room, not helping him prepare breakfast, ignoring his existence, and especially... Talking to other men in Dante's presence...
And that was starting to bother Dante. It was like a trigger was constantly being set, and Dante couldn't decide what to do. At some point, the Russian roulette was going to be activated with a shot, my god, I feel sorry for anyone who meets that bullet...
Listening to the explanations from the teachers, Dante was now preparing for what would happen in a few weeks: the guild's first official mission of the first year. But a problem stood in his way.
Sara's heart still burned with anger and confusion because of Dante's unexpected kiss with Katarina. She couldn't understand why he let that happen, and the idea of him being with someone else ignited a fire within her. But she refused to show any sign of weakness or vulnerability in front of him. Instead, she decided to make him feel the same twinge of jealousy and frustration that she was feeling.
As they walked through the hallways, Sara made a point of greeting every boy they passed, giving them a bright smile and chatting casually. She knew Dante was watching, his gaze shifting between her and the other students, his expression unreadable. With each friendly exchange, she hoped to awaken something within him, to make him realize what he had to lose.
Meanwhile, Dante couldn't shake off the regret weighing on his shoulders, but it wasn't like he had any choice. Katarina was much stronger than him. He knew he had hurt Sara deeply with his impulsive actions, and the idea of her anger and disappointment haunted him.
However, he couldn't confront her or apologize for "his mistake." Instead, he chose to bury his feelings under a mask of indifference, to not show what he was feeling, but it was starting to become useless...
Dante was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, but he never said a word. He didn't want to give any openings to suggest that he was feeling jealous.
Yes, the all-powerful Demon King of Devastation was clearly feeling jealous of a mere Paladin girl of Justice, or rather... of Humility.
"Stay quiet and don't do anything. She'll get into the game, and everything will go wrong. Stay strong, Dante Scarlet, you're strong enough for this! Come on, boy! You can do it!" Dante shouted internally as he continued to walk.
Finally, when they turned a corner and found themselves alone in a corridor, Sara couldn't contain her emotions any longer. Turning to face Dante, her eyes blazing with anger and hurt, she confronted him head-on.
"Explain yourself before I take Durandal and rip your balls off," she demanded, her voice trembling with rage.
"The princess decided to listen to me, how impressive," Dante mocked Sara, who trembled with anger. She was beginning to turn as red as a tomato out of pure rage and fury; her feelings for him were clear, but she wouldn't dare admit it even a bit.
"Why did you let her kiss you?" She demanded again, and Dante felt his body being pressed by an invisible force and an insane thirst for killing.
"I didn't let anyone kiss me. She forced me, princess. She's dozens of times stronger than me! Believe me, it wasn't consensual," Dante replied as he continued to walk without looking at Sara. He was also angry, very angry indeed.
Sara's anger faltered for a moment when she looked into Dante's eyes, seeing raw honesty there. But the pain was deep, and she couldn't abandon it so easily. "Believe you? How can I believe anything you say when you're kissing other girls behind my back?!" Sara shouted.
Dante flinched at her words, his own guilt weighing heavily on him. "You know damn well it wasn't like that, Sara. I didn't plan it, and I was forced. It just... happened because I couldn't break free."
"Convenient apology," Sara retorted, her tone bitter. "Just like everything with you, Dante. You never think about the consequences of your actions."
The accusation stung, and Dante felt a wave of defensiveness rise within him. "That's not fair, Sara. You know I care about you."
"Care about me?" Sara scoffed, her anger reigniting. "If you cared about me, you wouldn't have kissed her. You wouldn't have betrayed my trust. I thought we were starting to have something!"
Dante's jaw clenched, his frustration spilling over. "What do you want from me, Sara? I've apologized. What more do you want, you want me to become a god instantly and go back in time?!" He mocked.
Sara took a step back, afraid of his tone, her anger giving way to hurt and sadness. "I want to trust you again, Dante," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But how can I, if you keep hurting me like this? First, you abandon me, then when I thought you were coming back to me... this happens."
Dante felt a pang of guilt in his chest, realizing the depth of Sara's pain. "I'm sorry, Sara," he said softly, his voice laden with remorse. "I'll do whatever it takes to make things right."
Sara met his gaze, searching his eyes for any sign of sincerity. After a moment, she nodded slowly with a heavy sigh, her resolve softening. "It's okay, Dante," she whispered, her voice almost inaudible. "I'll give you a chance."
. . .
Unknown Location.
"Did you hear?" commented a feminine voice, draped in a black cloak. With her remark, several nods were received in agreement, and she continued to speak.
"Due to the recent incidents, we need direction, any suggestions?" She asked, crossing her arms as her black hair lightly spilled out from the hood.
"Our representative is absent due to leads on the artifacts we seek. We've located the manuscript in the Akaar Desert in the South of the Capital of Khoz in the Werewolf Kingdom, in an ancient tomb," a man said, initiating their discussions.
"The Black Orb is located within the Kryoris Academy, unfortunately, the location is heavily guarded," another man commented, crossing his legs with a diabolical smile.
"Should we go after the Orb? I believe in terms of utility, it's our best bet at the moment. We might be able to use it to retrieve the rest of the artifacts," someone asked while sipping on a strange neon green drink.
"To infiltrate the academy, we need to eliminate the two Grand Masters and the Supreme Mage. What do you think we can do?" one of them commented.
"We could stage an incident. Since Kryoris has established a Sub-Guild, their students may leave the school. If we target the right individuals, those two might try to intervene," he said.
"It's not worth the risk."
As they began to discuss, a new figure entered the room. He wasn't wearing a cloak or hiding his appearance.
"Marlon," one of them said, glancing at the man with two horns on his head and a black trench coat.
"The Master has sent the plans," he said, disregarding everyone, and a hologram appeared with purple magic.
"The demonic sects are emerging, and my master has made contact with some of them," he said, turning to one of the agents present.
"Go to the Eastern Empire and assist in the search for the Celestial Demon's Legacy," he said, and the agent disappeared.
"In one of those churches, the Holy Grail is being guarded. Retrieve it," he said, and more agents disappeared.
"And me, Marlon?" The man who had been smiling asked.
Sigh
"Go to the small towns and villages, massacre them, and take the bodies of the dead. We're going to perform a sacrifice," he said, turning away.
"And you, Marlon? What will you do?" He asked as he stood up and adjusted his clothes.
"I'll go after a retired Supreme Mage," she commented, picking up a small magic sphere. "Head to the ancient catacombs that Kryoris has maintained, keep an eye out below the tenth floor. We need to retrieve that artifact."
The World Started to Move.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC62: Who I am?
The world was empty; I felt absolutely nothing. It was as if the eternal limbo contained in my soul was consuming me, and my soul was completely immersed in the darkness of the world.
Dead? That sensation was close; it was as if I had always been here. I felt filled with all these emotions.
I don't know, I really don't know what to think anymore. I'm confused about my existence.
Who am I?
I only felt the vast darkness consuming my soul; it was as if there was no light, but at the same time it was comforting, the feeling... it was good.
The traces of my mind are breaking; memories are confused, and I get lost whenever I try to remember things when I'm in this dark world.
My actions don't match who I am; I've been doing things I would never do, yet I feel like it's normal to do so, as if there's something wrong with me.
Who am I?
Dante? Or... Who? What was my name? I wanted to remember, but I only feel an eternal void that doesn't let me move forward. It's not a normal wall, it's more like a...
seal...
Who am I?
Why am I here? Why did I reincarnate in this world that seems more like a fusion of my imagination and my desires? Am I alive? Or am I in hell being tortured in a different way?
My actions contradict themselves. I allowed myself to be bullied... to keep up appearances? No. Of course not. But why...
Why do I keep having these dreams? Why do I have everything and, at the same time, have nothing?
Who am I?
Why am I acting like this right now, when I should be happy, be well? When I finally managed to let go a little, to be more myself... Why does it keep disturbing me every passing moment, driving me crazy with these visions of my past, without context... What is making me like this?
Who am I?
I remembered the feeling of blood on my hands, I felt strong, for the first time... I... I don't know who I am anymore.
What have I become? Did I almost kill those people in the arena? Did I do all that for what? My actions are exaggerated, my thoughts are confused, my pains become my strength and my strength is absorbed by my traumas. I no longer know who I am.
It's me... And not knowing who I am can kill me.
Trembling.
I collapsed and began to fall into the infinite black abyss, an eternal limbo of pain and despair, but at the same time... peaceful. Why does it feel so good? Is it bad to think this is good?
When I realized it, I was standing again in a completely black world. Of course, it wasn't the first time I was there; in fact, I was always there. I spent several years in this place, it was a familiar feeling, as if... as if it were my home.
But I couldn't accept that. It would be impossible to live in emptiness. I don't want to be empty.
But if I don't even know who I am, how can I not want to be something? If I am nothing... Nothing is me... Then, why do I have desires? Why do I think? If I live in Nothing, and Nothing is me...
Why do I think?
Damn it, I'm starting to go insane. Please... If there's anyone here, get me out! I screamed, of course, but I knew nothing would happen.
"Who are you?" The voice again, different from before, but similar. It was gruff and somewhat doubtful, but I didn't respond. I stood still in the infinite, giving up on reflecting on myself, just letting time pass.
"You have to accept who you are." I heard the voice, but I didn't pay attention, now sounding like that of an old man, perhaps an elder.
"Come to me, Legacy." The voice said, and as I pondered on it, I realized I had no other choice.
"Where are you?" I asked aloud, but the voice didn't respond. I closed my eyes and opened them again. I was lying on the floor of the living room in the apartment at the Kryosis Academy, just another dream... Every day, I face this. What does he mean by "Come to me?" I don't know.
But in the end...
Who am I? That's my only question.
"I hate this," Dante said, getting up from the floor, completely exhausted. Even in sleep, there was no peace to relax. Every day, this nightmare repeated itself, as he kept trying to decipher its meaning.
"Reincarnation is my ass," he cursed as he stretched and headed for the bathroom. The door was closed, but he ignored that fact and moved towards it.
"Today is Saturday, what is that crazy girl going to come up with?" Dante wondered as he walked down the hallway, referring to Sara Vortex. "Ah, screw it, she's distancing herself from me anyway."
He stopped in front of the bathroom, head hanging low as he looked at the doorknob. He felt something, but ignored it, then gently pushed open the bathroom door and took a step inside.
"Eh...?" Dante raised his head and froze.
There was a girl inside.
A strange silence fell over the small room.
The girl was Sara. She was leaning forward while keeping her two thumbs on her panties, as if she were taking them off or putting them on. He was completely interrupted from any previous thoughts he had. She looked at him completely stunned.
It was a misunderstanding?
The two stared at each other for about three seconds, but it was enough for Sara to have a slight panic attack, and as she was about to scream...
"IT'S A MISUNDERSTANDING!" Dante shouted at the top of his lungs, activating a silence spell around them.
Sara was completely shocked and fell to the ground in fright, her legs slightly apart.
Dante, for the first time, saw what Sara's winter flower looked like.
"KYAAAAAAAA!" She screamed loudly, quickly covering herself.
"I SAW NOTHING!" He shouted and ran out. 'Why am I like this? I've seen Morgana and Valentina! I thought I was used to it!'
"COME BACK HERE NOW!" She shouted, making Dante's whole body tremble. He had no choice but to return.
He cautiously stepped back and peeked through the open door again. When he saw the next scene, he swallowed hard.
"Come here," she said dominantly, and Dante approached. Sara was already standing, fully dressed, and walked slowly toward Dante.
"First, you spy on me changing when we first met, then you kiss a girl and try to make excuses, and now not only do you see my panties, but you see me without them... Death would ease my pain. How about you just kill yourself, Dante?" She said with a smile, and Dante stood frozen.
But before he could say anything, a loud slap echoed through the hallway.
SLAP!
It was a slap. Needless to say, the door was open, and Dante stumbled into it, falling backward onto the floor outside. Right after...
Sara started walking over Dante until she reached his face, shoving her feet in his face and stepping on his face.
But Dante... Well... Again she was careless, and her panties were visible. But, let's just say the Clearwater Queen really liked water.
'She's wet...' Dante thought, observing the damp spots on Sara's white panties. Needless to say, but Dante's Dragon was slowly awakening...
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC63: The Treasure Hall
The day was rainy. The redhead boy was sitting on a bench in one of the inner parks of the academy, watching the rain fall. His thoughts were confused, and his dreams had shaken him too much to ignore them. Moreover, if he were to return to his dormitory now, there was the risk of giving in and going after Sara, who would probably never refuse his advances.
However, he was reserving himself as much as possible to not succumb to his desires, especially if it meant corrupting one of the virtues.
Though he seemed fine, every day the dreams had been worsening. With each passing day, more traumatic memories emerged, and it was driving him crazy.
Not just crazy, but possessed. He wanted to find out what happened in his past life, what led him to travel to this land?
His questions always boiled down to just one.
"Who am I?"
Throughout the day, his mind often returned to this same point, this same question, and the answer? He couldn't even think about it anymore.
It was a day off, but he had things to do.
Dante woke up early and took his shower, leaving the dormitory without even saying "Good morning" to Sara, and disappeared. He needed some time alone, and it led him to the park.
There, he pondered about his current life. Honestly, he even considered if he was in a dream. Not that he didn't value his current life, but compared to the memories of the traumas from his previous life, living there felt like a dream.
He could be himself, love the people who loved him, and above all, be strong to defend himself. However, something seemed wrong about this whole reincarnation story.
Unfortunately, he couldn't dwell on it too much at that moment. He needed to go to the library in the morning to receive the prize from the competition. But did he want that? No, he didn't even care about the prizes. He just wanted to show off. In the beginning, it was the Director who wanted to antagonize him in front of everyone.
Dante found himself in front of the imposing Magic Tower, with its carved pillars and images of famous wizards adorning its structure. Even though Dante didn't recognize the faces carved there, he simply moved forward and entered the place.
"Welcome, Demon King," greeted the receptionist, bowing slightly. She seemed to be an Alice Witch, with wavy black hair and a purple hat, similar to Morgana's.
"Hello, I'm here at the director's request," Dante replied, and the receptionist nodded, indicating that he should follow the instructions left by the Director.
"Come," she said, leading the way. Dante floated alongside her as they ascended to the top floor.
"You have half an hour to choose only one item from this floor, remembering that only the Sealed Black Orb at the end of the room is prohibited," explained the receptionist when they reached the Top Floor Vault.
"A separate dimension, I imagine. It reads the mana signature of the person passing through and detects whether they are an ally or not. If it's an enemy, it sends them to a different dimension and traps them. Uncle Simon does a good job," commented Dante as he observed the place, examining an item in one of the display cases - some kind of ancient crown.
"Are you going to watch me the whole time, Director?" Dante asked, and a man appeared by his side as he looked at the crown.
"Managed to sense my presence in another dimension... impressive," Gaspar said, scratching his beard.
"Look at the ground, old man," Dante retorted, and Gaspar turned, noticing the footprints marked on the floor.
For a moment, Dante and Gaspar stood in a deadly silence, but soon Dante couldn't contain himself and started laughing. Gaspar soon joined him with a chuckle. "Hahaha," echoed through the room.
"Clean up," Gaspar said, and all the dust dissipated, leaving the room impeccably clean. "Come on, boy, I have a trip to make," he remarked, turning and casually walking through the area.
As Dante followed Gaspar, he observed the relics before him. Though impressive, nothing really caught his attention. From weapons and armor to magical orbs, staves, and ancient books, nothing seemed to pique Dante's interest. For a legendary library, as it had been propagated, it seemed surprisingly empty.
"This old man took away the valuable stuff," Dante concluded, realizing that his assessment ability was poor, which was probably the case after all, considering Dante was only thirteen years old.
[Akaneshe], Dante read as he observed a majestic spear in front of him. "Lancelot's favorite weapon," he thought. "They said this immaculate and shining weapon possessed the sharpest blade ever forged in Camelot."
"Arthur and Merlin, now Lancelot... The Arthurian legends are haunting me," he murmured to himself.
"I know you're a spear specialist, but this one might end up killing you with its holy power," remarked the Director, returning to the side of the boy who was staring fixedly at the spear.
Dante focused his senses on the spear and perceived its properties. He clearly wanted to grab this weapon, especially since he already had Excalibur stored away, but unfortunately, it was impossible at that moment.
"Holy power... it's a pity I have to hold off on claiming the title of hero until I can fully defend myself," thought Dante, resigned.
Dante returned to his exploration, observing the other items. Fortunately, something caught the boy's attention: a strange mana slowly beckoned to him as he walked.
He turned to where the mana pointed and saw a pair of black earrings with black jewels.
"Director, what is this item?" Dante asked because unlike the other items in the room, there was no identification for the pair of earrings.
"It's called Kynee. Despite the immense amount of mana, it has no practical use," Gaspar said as he opened the showcase where the earrings were displayed.
'Kynee... It's the same feeling as Durandal...,' Dante thought.
"I'll take this," Dante said as he approached and held the pair of black earrings. He couldn't be mistaken.
"Are you sure, boy? There are several items more special than that," Gaspar asked, but Dante ignored him and quickly pierced both his ears and put on the earrings.
Originally, he didn't have piercings because he always regenerated, but he did it without a second thought. It was as if the mana of the earring was screaming to him.
"Well, if that's what you want... Your reward has been given," Gaspar said as he turned around. "You still have some time. If you want to head down to the library and take a look, it's up to you. I have to go to Umbral now," he said and teleported away.
"Weird old man," Dante said as he opened the exit door.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC64: The Secret Meeting
Dante Scarlet, the Demon King.
Initially, everyone thought the boy was a barbarian who would destroy anything in his path, as his mother was a Devastator, but that was just a misunderstanding. Each had a different line of thought, especially those who only knew him at Kryoris.
"You all saw that, didn't you?" Seraphina asked the group gathered after recovering from the tournament massacre.
"Why did you call us here?" Elizabeth questioned, uninterested in childish talk.
"We're thinking about how to deal with Scarlet," said Elowyn, who is usually quiet but didn't want to miss out on something that could lead to their deaths.
"Sara Vortex and Dante Scarlet, both are dangerous," said Alexander, recalling the destruction he had suffered in recent days.
"We're in separate classes, so we called you to help us with this," explained Forki, looking at Elizabeth and Ethan.
"A plan, huh... count me in," Ethan replied with a smile, as did Seraphina, Forki, and Alexander.
"These guys are really nuts. Sara was right from the start," Elizabeth reflected on what her rival had said.
[Take care of your own life and don't antagonize someone because of the past of one of your loved ones]
Those words echoed in Elizabeth's head after her crushing defeat. She would have truly died if Dante hadn't stopped Sara at the last second.
She had already made a decision; she wouldn't blame Dante anymore for her mother's injury caused by Valentina, but she wouldn't forgive Valentina. Elizabeth had placed her mother's problems on the shoulders of a boy, although she didn't know why the spear pierced her, she clearly remembered the rumors about her mother being impaled.
"What do you think, Elizabeth?" Alexander asked with a slight smile, but Elizabeth gave the most unexpected response they could receive.
"Count me out," she said and began to rise to leave the room, but Forki's large hands held her abruptly.
"Stop," he said, gripping Elizabeth's arms tightly.
"You fought him firsthand and were completely wiped out. What guarantees that you can do anything against him?" She remarked and continued, "You fought him head-on, six against one, and lost."
"Do you really think he wasn't holding back? That overwhelming strength with a newly created spear, a spear made of weak material, not to mention he barely used his elemental power, he just focused on using his spear techniques. Are you all crazy?" She questioned as everyone fell silent.
"He didn't fatally injure anyone even while fighting against EVERYONE from the first year. Despite the brutality, he never aimed for a vital point. That means control. Despite clearly being out of it, he restrained himself from killing anyone. He could have killed all of you in the blink of an eye. Do you really think you stand any chance of defeating a Scarlet somehow?
They are outliers. The name Scarlet carries that. You don't know, but that name is given to the strongest Vampire Clan by my Father, and my Father is not foolish enough to let a boy with that surname be anything but a natural aberration," she said and broke free from Forki, fracturing his hand.
"Stop bothering me. If you want to die, go ahead. I couldn't care less about your deaths, especially from people who have wounded pride for what? Nothing. Because if you fail, you die, and if you manage to kill that boy, you die too. Value your lives," Elizabeth said, turning away.
She walked off.
"She's scared out of her mind," Alexander muttered after Elizabeth turned away.
"Scared?" She asked, looking into Ethan's eyes. "It's not fear, it's respect. Or do you think I didn't see you trembling when that boy crushed all of you together? It's you who's scared, coward," she said, turning around, utterly enraged.
Silence hung in the air, but they continued with the plans.
"Dante Scarlet, Sara Vortex, Elizabeth Tapes, and Clovis Arton," Seraphina said and continued, "We have major problems to deal with," she said, and Alexander nodded.
"Any plan?" She asked, and Ethan was the first to respond. "There will be an excursion to a Dungeon," Ethan suggested, and a smile appeared on Forki's face. He had the power to cause earthquakes, and if it were a dungeon, it would easily be a place where he could attack Dante.
"Who will be the overseeing teacher?" Forki asked.
"The Dungeon invasion will be a joint excursion with the entire first year. Probably a supervisor will be sent. We can't bribe without knowing who it might be," Alexander said with his eyes closed.
"That humiliation... I won't feel it again," he said.
"I agree," Forki responded.
"I'm going to kill that adopted worm, traitorous piece of shit," Ethan said.
"Adopted?" Seraphina asked, unaware of this.
"Yes, my mother confirmed that Dante was a Human from the Western Empire and was turned into a Vampire by Valentina. That's why he pisses me off so much," Ethan said with fury in his eyes.
"Doesn't matter," said Alexander, adding, "Legitimate or not, vampires are transformed through a ceremony, and since the teacher claimed he's married to that woman, it means they went through the Marriage Ritual. The entire bloodline that ran with human traits has been replaced by that woman's blood," Alexander explained. How wouldn't he know? Vampires and Werewolves have been at odds for years.
"It makes sense... So he's really married to his own mother," Ethan said with a somewhat disgusted tone. "I know, it's gross," Seraphina and Forki agreed.
Alexander, on the other hand, couldn't care less. After all, even in the King Werewolf's packs, incest occasionally happened.
"We have another problem," Alexander said. Despite being somewhat hotheaded, he had inherited his mother's intelligence... Even if he used it sparingly.
"And what's that?" The three asked simultaneously.
"Katarina Ainsworth, the strongest in Kryoris. She's really a thorn in our side if we want to deal with Dante," Alexander said, and they agreed.
They all remembered the unforgettable scene of that scary woman appearing in the middle of the Arena after Dante's victory. They had all created an information line to understand how the academy worked, especially in the years above the first.
The Second and Third Year; things were different from the norm. There wasn't the rivalry that existed in the first year. On the contrary... They were young teenagers ready to kill each other, and pranks were limited. It was a much more dangerous jungle where at every corner there were groups of Lions waiting to devour them.
"The Elite Class has been making moves since they returned, especially my brother," said Alexander in a bitter tone. He didn't have a good relationship with Boris and didn't want to go head-to-head with him, because one of them would die.
"Who is the force behind Katarina?" Ethan asked, and Alexander shook his head. No one knew who was sponsoring her to have such an open attitude, even against the teachers.
"If we're going to work together, we need to improve the direct information line," said Alexander, and Seraphina understood. She was the best at that, after all, charisma could corrupt anyone.
"But we have another problem," said Forki, and they all looked at him. "The Student Council and the Queen of Witches' Daughter. She hasn't shown her face since the opening ceremony."
"Right... Darius at..." Alexander said, remembering the boy who knocked him out when he faced Dante.
"Let's ignore them for now. We can deal with them when we have a faction or a guild. The reason they created the guild system within the academy is precisely for this. They're forcing us to work together to deal with common enemies, as well as learn to deal with problematic people," said Seraphina, and they all nodded.
"Let's cause a disaster," she said with a sinister look, and they all smiled.
"May Dante Scarlet rest in Hell." They all nodded.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC65: Problems Follow Us
"YAH!"
Two swords clashed with a snap, creating sparks that danced in the air. A young redhead and a blue-haired girl were training intensely at that moment.
"You've improved," commented Dante as he dodged strikes from the Holy Sword Durandal.
"And you've improved even more. This sword seems sharper," Sara praised as she propelled herself forward, launching into a new attack.
"HA!" he exclaimed, raising his sword to block the blow. Sweat was already dripping down both their faces, highlighting the intensity of the training. Dante wore a training uniform consisting of shorts and a black tank top, while Sara wore a similar all-black ensemble.
"Are you getting tired?" Sara teased, amused by Dante's tired expression.
"Bring it on," he challenged, advancing to attack. Dante's strikes came in sequence, but all were skillfully deflected by Sara.
"YAH! HA! YAH!"
It was the only sound filling the space, both completely immersed in training, unaware of Sasaki Kojiro's presence as he observed them.
"This is making me want to puke, and I'm a supporter of love," Kojiro thought with a slight smile as he settled into one of the rows. He leaned his hands behind his head and raised one foot, watching Dante and Sara train.
"Ugh," Dante sighed, raising his arms in a "T" shape.
"Please, time!" he pleaded, clearly exhausted. They had been in the training arena for over five hours since they woke up that Sunday.
"Haha! I won!" exclaimed Sara with a charming smile, holding Durandal on the ground. Dante, breathless, felt his feelings for Sara bloom slightly, like the cherry blossoms of spring.
"Yes, boss, you won," he agreed, letting himself fall to the ground, gazing up at the sky. The arena they were in was the second one in the academy, simulating a battlefield on the western plains. Dante now rested on the thin layer of green grass.
"Sara," he called out, and she turned to him. "I'm sorry," he said, closing his eyes. Sara felt slightly hurt.
"You abandoned me, I won't forgive you," she said, lying down beside him and watching the clouds pass by.
"I know, I'm dealing with some issues in my head..." Dante began, but didn't continue. Instead, he opened his eyes and looked sideways.
The girl stared at him with two large eyes that seemed like moons, almost consuming Dante's entire vision, making him feel a bit uncomfortable.
Cough, he coughed lightly. "Could you stop watching us like an old pervert, Mr. Sasaki?" Dante said, and Sara turned completely red as she immediately got up and spotted a man with white hair sitting on one of the benches in the arena.
"I like to appreciate youth," replied Sasaki with a mischievous smile in his eyes. "But you two should focus more on training than on my observation activities."
"We're not here for that, kid," added Sasaki, but quickly changed his mind. "Start using your waist, your technique will improve. But, actually, I didn't come here for that."
"Here, this is for you," he said, handing two cards to the young ones.
"Azure, Queen of Eternal Waters, Adventure Rank A," Sara read aloud, while Dante looked at his own.
"Akuma, Demon King of Devastation, Adventure Rank A," Dante read, looking at Sasaki for explanations.
"Unfortunately, we can't use your real names in Kryoris guilds for security reasons. We've been facing some recent problems and made this decision to avoid exposing your faces when you're outside of Kryoris," he explained, turning slowly to Sara.
"Your mother asked you to be more careful. It seems that a sworn enemy of the Empire has returned. They call themselves the 'New Demon Cult' and have recently attacked sixteen provinces," he explained, while Sara firmly held the handle of Durandal.
"Just like the Demon Cult, Dante, your wife asked me to deliver this to you," he continued, handing a letter to Dante, who read it silently.
Dear Dante,
I hope this letter finds you well. I'm sorry to inform you that I'm about to leave this world for a few months. My goal is to reunite with my family to better understand their banishment from the Spirit world.
During my absence, I've appointed Skyla to closely monitor Titania's actions. I have full confidence in her ability to perform this task diligently and discreetly.
As for Hellsing, I've entrusted the care of the organization to Morgana. Three cities affiliated with Hellsing were recently targeted in attacks perpetrated by a group known as the Black Rose. It is crucial that you remain vigilant regarding the situation at the Academy. If you detect any suspicious activity, be prepared to take extreme measures to ensure your own safety.
Once I return, I will personally deal with the situation.
Regarding our personal relationship, I want to make it clear that I have not yet formally accepted your marriage proposal. I encourage you to work hard to earn recognition and to abandon childish behaviors. However, even if you mature, you will always be my baby.
In the end, I want you to know that even when I'm far away, my love for you remains unwavering.
With all my affection,
Mom
"Why so formal? Did she ask someone to write this? And what's with this 'Not accepting to be your bride' story? It was you who married me! What's this? Are you backing out now?
What's this about 'MY BABY??!!'" Dante was shocked by what he had just read...
"Could it have been Morgana who wrote this? I can't imagine who could have done this." Dante couldn't believe that such a letter had come from Valentina. On the contrary, he already believed that she had asked someone to write it.
"Sometimes I think it would have been better to have lived as a human," he said aloud while they both stared at him.
"Is this letter really that bad?" Sara asked; even Sasaki was curious.
"If by 'bad' you mean that my mother is leaving the world to go find her Familiar, and our guild was attacked in three different cities... Yeah, it's pretty bad. Look at how she wrote it, it's like she asked someone to write it."
"Let me see," Sasaki said, and Dante handed him the paper. He made a surprised expression, just like Dante. "The handwriting is hers, Dante," he concluded and continued reading.
"Weird, we haven't received anything about Hellsing being attacked," Sasaki commented. "I understand... It makes sense, she's planning something... That scary woman," Sasaki commented lightly, thinking of Morgana.
"Sasaki, isn't it very disrespectful to speak of a man's wife in such a low manner in front of him?" Dante asked, with a large vein almost bursting on his forehead.
"Oh, yes, that's true. Fortunately, I was here to prevent YOUR WIFE from being BETRAYED, isn't that right, Dante?" He asked with a crooked smile and a large vein.
"Oh, of course, I'm sorry for you not understanding that my wives are completely supportive of my happiness, unlike a certain someone who's been single for years," Dante said with a smile, and Sasaki looked at him with a grin.
"Oh, yes, before I go, I have something to say," Sasaki commented, and they both started paying attention to him.
"Many things have been happening in the past month, I'm honestly worried. So, stay alert during the excursion tomorrow. I wish I could go, but I'll return to my home to check on some things. Maybe it'll take me a month to come back, so above all, preserve your safety.
Professor Mogh from the third year and Nagasawa will accompany you during the excursion, but prioritize your safety," Sasaki said in a tone too serious for them to ignore, and they nodded. Sasaki turned around and suddenly disappeared.
"The Eastern Continent being attacked," Dante said, looking at the horizon.
"The affiliated cities of Hellsing being attacked," Sara said, sitting next to him.
They were both sitting there, the sky already with its warm, golden tones of the night falling, the gentle wind caressing their faces, creating a slight serene atmosphere.
Dante looked at the horizon, his worried expressions marking his face, and Sara approached him gently, sensing the tension in the air.
She gently placed her body next to his, resting her head on his shoulder, seeking comfort.
"I'm worried too, these attacks... they're strange," Sara commented.
Dante sighed, looking sideways and once again encountering two huge moons in her eyes, but the eyes were of genuine concern. Sara was still the only possible direct Empress; one day, she would assume such a position.
"I am too..." He didn't have much to say, despite being genuinely worried, he knew he couldn't do anything but protect himself.
"We are stronger when we are together," Sara said, recalling her only request she made to Dante. "Don't abandon me."
"I know, let's protect ourselves," he said, resting his head against Sara's, who closed her eyes lightly as she rested.
In the distance, however, our favorite romantic was still observing the scene.
"I must be unlucky in love, he has three... and I'm single," he sighed deeply and disappeared into thin air.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC66: Tranquility
The week passed peacefully, despite the disagreements between Dante and Sara, everything went smoothly, always ending in laughter.
Classes became lighter after the incident they called the "Rise of the Demon King." Unlike before, now Dante could enjoy his privacy and peace without being bothered by looks of disdain. In fact, it was surprising that he now received looks of respect instead of fear.
This was due to the words Dante spoke regarding the actions of other children of rulers and the like. The reality was that yes, strength resolved everything in Kryoris, but Dante quickly shifted this balance. Not only strength, but honesty became something to be valued.
He didn't notice this much, after all, his group consisted only of Dante, Sara, Akiko, and Clovis, and he didn't interact much with others.
Dante maintained enthusiasm in all classes. He could finally feel what he came to Kryosis for: knowledge.
Dante also tried to find out more about the earrings he had picked up, but it was in vain. He regretted following his darkest instincts and ignoring the other items in the director's legendary library. Perhaps again his lack of patience had caused him to miss a good opportunity. Some would describe this sudden action in that way, but he didn't have time to dwell on it.
Thus, his wizard skills began to increase with the help of the teachers. The purpose of attending the academy began to make sense.
Small moments became unique, and Dante began to value his time more in this new world. His actions were contradictory, but he could no longer stand still and regret everything that had happened. All this led him to have a stronger mentality to move forward and reach the same place that Valentina once reached.
"Are you listening?" Clovis asked, waving his hands in front of Dante's eyes.
"Oh, yes, I was just distracted by something," he replied as they both walked towards the outside of the academy.
"What are you thinking about?" Clovis questioned, furrowing his brow.
"Sara," he replied softly, as Clovis tried to understand why he would be thinking about her now.
"The excursion is coming up soon, and you're thinking about her?" Clovis asked lightly.
"That's exactly why. I hope she doesn't go overboard like she did in the fight against Elizabeth. Maybe I won't be able to stop her, she's improved a lot lately," he replied.
"I didn't ask, but are you okay with not having a familiar?" Clovis asked, it was the first time he could talk about this subject.
"Honestly, I don't know. I heard a bit about familiars when I had my classes with Morgana, but I don't know if having a weak bat or a fire lizard could really help me at this moment," Dante said.
"Don't call him a fire lizard!" Clovis became annoyed.
"Hahaha," he laughed exaggeratedly.
"Let's get going, idiot," Clovis said as he made his way to the location Nagasawa had marked.
Meanwhile...
The sound of swords clashing, fire spreading, children crying, women terrified. Blood was gushing from the warriors trying to protect the area. It was as if hell had descended on earth, and the flames began to consume everything that could be burned.
Children hidden.
Were they orphans? Many were. Their homes were now ablaze, their sad and hopeless eyes could be seen, but it was not the time for that.
Some had lost their parents, loved ones like uncles, grandparents, and caregivers. It was a small town, but it did not deserve such a barbaric act.
They ran, yes.
They ran without stopping. The shouts of barbarian warriors could be heard, whispers of those who just wanted to survive the situation, screams of beasts could be heard. Everything was very clear, yet very frightening.
Everything was chaos, hope had vanished along with the food that now burned.
The entire city was under attack. The knights tried to manage the crisis, but they were too many. It was a wave of infernal monsters, goblins and orc warriors carrying large axes and bows with flaming arrows, their eyes seemed to be out of control.
It was a coordinated attack, some would say orchestrated and controlled.
"Where's Eva!" The fifteen-year-old girl shouted, looking at her other younger sisters. Her emerald eyes glowed slightly as she saw the fear in the younger ones' eyes.
"We don't know, she wasn't with us." An eight-year-old girl replied, frustrated.
"Listen, run to the forest! No matter what happens, don't let them catch you. I'll look for Eva and take her with me. Don't look back under any circumstances, understood?!" She shouted. Her cries were not heard by the huge Orcs attacking the city due to the loud sounds of the fire muffling the area where they were.
"Gabriel, protect your little sisters, understood?" She questioned the nine-year-old boy, who nodded. "Go quickly!" She ordered, and they began to run through the dark forest that had not yet been reached by the flames.
"Where are you..." She murmured, sneaking through the debris and ruins of the houses. It was a simple village in the countryside, a town near the capital, but nothing too large. A low-trade city, as it was close to the largest supernatural commercial center in the world.
The capital of this province was only two hours away by horse to the north. She calculated that reinforcements would take too long to arrive. She ran through the burning houses in search of the little Eva, but to no avail.
She stumbled slightly, hurting her ankles and arms. When she got up, she saw two knights die before her eyes.
"R-run away," one of them said in his last breaths, leaving the girl terrified.
"Oh? A pretty girl," the man in black said, his creepy smile sending shivers down the girl's spine.
She was just an ordinary girl.
"Get her, she has potential," the man said, and two servants appeared, grabbing the girl's arms.
"LET GO OF ME!" She screamed desperately. "LET ME GO NOW!" She struggled, trying to break free from the two men, but soon received a blow to the back of her head and passed out.
"Take her, use the drugs to make her docile. She has potential to be a good puppet."
"Yes, sir." They disappeared with the girl.
"We're heading to the next town," he said, and his subordinates began to emerge behind him.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC67: Entering a Dungeon
The meeting began as Nagasawa entered the room where the students were gathering. There were around one hundred and twenty first-year students, divided into four classes. However, Nagasawa couldn't help but think that this was a mistake. Gathering so many students for dungeon exploration was like pointing a knife at their throats.
Many students didn't have the mental state to enter dungeons, especially non-combatants, who would have to be relocated in a way that didn't pose life risks.
"Come on, kids, we have a lot to do," said a teacher Dante didn't know, as everyone gathered into groups that the teachers designated based on their ranks.
"We've already divided you into specific groups. I want you to understand that we've combined not only your ranks but also your specialties. This applies only to students below rank 10," Nagasawa said, looking at the "elite" students in the first year.
"The dungeon has ten floors. We don't know who created it, but we've already explored up to the ninth. However, there are multiple entrances like an anthill. I want the rank ten students to descend through the already explored path and reach the last floor, while the others will take the secondary paths and map the area," she proclaimed as she sighed lightly.
"I know it's asking a lot, but be careful, okay? I don't know what the director is thinking, but I need you not to disappoint his choice, or things will get bad for everyone... that old man is kind of crazy." She sighed again and clapped her hands.
"Let's go!" She ordered, and the teacher opened a portal.
"I think she's as frustrated as we are," Dante commented, seeing Sara's expression, which didn't look well at all when she saw Elizabeth in her group.
"My God, she must be punishing me for going Berserk with my virtue," Sara murmured, letting only Dante hear her complaints.
"Relax, nothing will happen," he said, stroking her sky-blue hair.
"Enough talk!" Nagasawa interrupted. "Move, together with your teams. Remember to protect yourselves with mana all the time, don't let your guard down."
The students separated slightly into their groups, as did the two teachers. While Professor Mogh descended with the students who would explore, Nagasawa was with Dante's group, which was going to enter the dungeon's last floor.
"It's cold," Clovis said as he looked ahead, the air growing increasingly chilly.
"It's the effect of these crystals," Ethan, who accompanied the group, said. Everyone looked up and saw crystals slightly hidden, resembling small shards of ice against the cavern's black color.
"It really does look like an anthill," Alexander commented as he looked around the holes.
"Protect yourselves with mana," Seraphina warned, and they began to imbue mana into their bodies to ward off the cold.
'Even without mana, I'm not feeling cold,' Dante thought as he observed the ice formations over the cave.
'Are you cold?' He asked Sara, and she shook her head, saying 'The blessing strengthens my resistance.' 'I see, that's why I don't feel cold either.' She nodded in agreement.
They entered a chamber filled with ice crystals, a mythical and eerie appearance at the same time. Sara couldn't help but comment. "It's beautiful."
"And dangerous," Nagasawa said as she threw a small stone at the cave's ceiling, causing several sharp ice spikes to fall.
"It looks like we'll have to be extra careful," she commented as she moved forward.
"Scary," Alexander said. "She's scary," Elowyn commented.
"This dungeon has no name, but the monsters found here are usually ants, spiders, and wolves, but so far we haven't seen anything," Nagasawa murmured as she crouched down and saw a cut spider web.
"Someone has been here. Stay alert and don't let your guard down under any circumstances, something is wrong," Nagasawa said, as she looked at the paw prints deeply embedded, small holes in the ground that clearly indicated a trail.
They continued descending, but no monsters were sighted. On the contrary, it was as if they had never existed. Magical communication was also no longer functioning.
"I can't make contact with Professor Mogh," Nagasawa said. She could retreat, but she knew she had come too far and going back would be a waste of time. She was aware that they could defend themselves if something happened, but she didn't want to abandon her protective side.
"Do you want to go back?" She asked, but no one wanted to retreat. "Why go back? We can just crush anything that happens," Alexander commented with a smirk.
"Stop acting like you're all that, princess," Clovis said to Alexander, who became slightly enraged and moved toward him. "What did you say, jerk?" He asked as he grabbed Clovis by the collar of his shirt, almost lifting him up.
Before he could do anything, a hand came to his shoulder. "Are you looking to continue our fight?" Dante said with a smile that made Alexander tremble slightly.
"You son of a..." Alexander tried to say something, but another hand stopped him. "Forget it," Forki said, and Alexander felt a bitter taste as he backed off.
'Since when are you two close?' Dante questioned as he watched their reactions. 'Screw it.' Dante's hand began to heat up, and his fire started to emerge slightly, but it stopped abruptly when he felt something.
"Stop." The voice echoed throughout the area. "I won't ask you to be accountable for your pointless fight. However, if you continue this behavior..."
"I will kill both of you," she said, directing her aura towards Dante and Alexander.
'I can't move,' Dante muttered as he tried to move his hands. 'Is this... a snake?' 'I've seen it before, but... it's different, Professor Nagasawa's aura.'
"Dante, step back," she said and looked at Alexander. "I won't be held responsible for what will happen to you when we leave this place." She said, locking eyes with him. "We are on an important mission, I can't let you two run wild. Sort it out outside."
Both began to suffocate as if a lethal poison had entered their lungs. They immediately fell and started convulsing.
"Anyone else want to fight?" She asked.
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