Chapter 7

Clang, Clang, Clang

In a room full of flame the sound of a hammer sounded constant. In the living room, Harry kept his full focus on a blue metal hammer striking a heated metal bar, beside him a beautiful woman ȧssisting him.

She was a beautiful mȧturė woman, her skin was pale with a rosy hue, her red hair was covered with flames and burning embers. Her full brėȧsts were held by a red-and-gold cloth bikini, around her waist a thin gold belt tied to a skirt of a thin red cloth that fell like flames to her knees.

A constant flux of hot red flames burst from his hands, warming the metal from time to time.

Several minutes the young man stopped tapping and plunged the metal piece into a vase filled with hot magma.

When he pulled back, he took the time to admire his work.

It was a beautiful flamberge sword, the 130 cm curled blade made of solid magma-red metal, the V-shaped hand guard made of gold metal, the handle was soft leather large enough for two hands, on the pommel a red metal ornament in the form of flames.

You have created a new item, would you like to name it?.

Yes - No

By clicking "yes" a new window appeared.

Infernal Flamberge.

Rarity: Legendary / Class: Sword

A sword made of fire and magma condensed in a blade, its shape mimics a French sword. created by Harry Zelretch using the help of a high-level fire spirit. its blade can heat up and produce flames up to a temperature of 1000 ° Celsius.

Effect: Controls flames produced by the sword.

Effect: + 100% power when using fire element skill.

Effect: Extends up to 10 times the original blade length.

Effect: + 80% passive fire resistance.

Effect: Skill "Magma Rain" available. 3 charges.

In the same moment that the sword was done, a figure passed and sword vanished from his hands, and in the other side of the room the woman hugged the sword with a huge happy smile on her face. She nodded, smiling in thanks, and then disappeared in a vortex of flame with her sword.

High level spirits, were truly troublesome.

Harry sighed and opened a small smile, he leaved the room and headed toward the courtyard where he watched some young people learn the clan's spells.

Thanks to the hard training of Pheles and Patrick, their magic skills have greatly increased. His spell ability has increased in rapid strides very quickly, almost all of his magical abilities have already reached their maximum level or evolved into another skill.

His skills in Blacksmithing, Alchemy and Crafting had already peaked, so now he could make his own potions, weapons, equipment and items at will. Other skills like sewing, gardening, cooking was also maximized.

Although they seem useless skills, in their hands they showed a huge potential.

It was made of titanium and silver yarns, was strong and resistant to slash's like an armor and light and soft as a normal mantle, it had high elemental resistance, high physical attacks immunity, high magic resistance, immunity to low and medium level magic and auto repair.

Gardening, became the Botanical skill, which could mutate plants and make them develop special characteristics, like once he planted some potatoes, and then they mutated in rock potato, a delicious potato covered in rocks, it was delicious and had a rich in earth element energy, the same happened to a carrot that became a rainbow carrot, capable of causing mutations in animals and high regenerative properties.

Cook remained and subskill appeared magic cooking, which made it possible to cook any "ingredients" be it bones, minerals or actual food and acquire very unique dishes. At first, he had no idea of how using it, then he mistered dozens of different things obtaining varied results, the best of them was the death energy pill.

He obtained after, using a bag of white and black bones, cemetery soil, a dark energy core obtained from an undead guardian in the eternal maze, and dozens soul stones. The death energy pill could be used to enhance necromantic spells or to help undead develop and evolve.

With a few more test he obtained the fire energy pill and a lot of others results. The best result he obtained was the lich immortal pill, it increased the int by 5, the mana by 500 and dark resistance by 20%.

All this was achieved thanks to the illusionary barriers, currently it could create barriers with the time of 100: 1, being 1 real world hour equal to 100 hours within the illusionary barrier, as on most days it would go from 12 to 16 hours within, was the equivalent of having 50 to 67 days in a single day.

A normal person could hardly stand a routine like this, but thanks to the Mind of a gamer and the Body of a gamer skills, he could easily handle this routine easily.

"Hey Harry, are you done making the items you said? Pheles asked me to come and call you as soon as I left." Alexander spoke up beside the young man.

"AN. Alexander is Tig name."

The week he referred to was in the real world, because every item he created took weeks or months to complete. It was only after months of practicing day and night that his skills leveled up enough, create reached the maximum level and Blacksmithing evolved into Magic Forge and had already reached level 99.

Magic Forge permitted to forge anything out of normally impossible material, like forging magma and fire itself in a sword. The Infernal Flamberge was made thanks to this skill.

"I'd like to see if any of them are for me," Tig joked, smiling. "Come on, I don't want to spend the rest of the day in a whirlwind again."

Harry laughed at the memory of the particular event, Tig, Jamie and Mark were going limp during a class session on magic and abyss, Pheles got angry with the three of them and trapped them for a whole day in a whirlwind that they weren't. able to leave.

After spinning and spinning for hours, as if in a wind-washer instead of water, the three spent a few minutes vomiting and several hours dizzy with a headache.

Leaving his memories Harry followed Tig as they talked, the journey to the conference room was short and they soon arrived. As they passed through the door, shouts erupted from all sides.

"SURPRISE."

Several paper confetti flew over the brunette who looked confusedly around the room.

There were scattered colored balloons, confetti, two huge tables full of food, and a huge three-tiered cake on a round table under a banner with happy birthday written.

Harry asked confused looking at the man beside him who let out a sigh.

"It's your birthday Harry."

Tig said smiling, pointing to a calendar on the wall, when Harry looked he saw that July 31 was marked, and only then did he realize that it was indeed his birthday, he had spent so much time within illusory barriers with accelerated time that he had completely lost track of time, and had completely forgotten about his birthday.

Since he himself has never celebrated one of his own birthdays before, he has forgotten the date as just another ordinary day.

"Thank you."

He said awkwardly not knowing exactly how to react.

The party that followed was calm and humorous, plus Mark, Tig, Angela, Alexander and Pheles, and old Patrick, there were a few other clan members with whom he interacted quite often, there was biology teacher Will Morten, science teacher Mr. Geoffrey Fergunson, chemistry teacher Monica Hardway, and history and social studies teacher Elias Freeman.

Since Harry had left school after leaving the Dursley, Pheles and Patrick got him private tutors, most of them members of their own clan. Thanks to this and his high intelligence, he was able to take the qualifying exams and easily passed the high school and high school diplomas.

Fortunately, with the means of the abyss, a high school graduating child did not become big news.

The first gift he took from him was from Patrick, a box decorated with verdant trees.

Just as he was about to open the gift, a multicolored light appeared in the middle of the room and two men emerged from inside.

The first was tall, nearly six feet tall, broad shoulders, red eyes, hooked nose, shaggy, spiky gray hair and beard, he wore a black jacket with white edges, black trousers and black shoes, white gloves on his hands and a small black overcoat over his shoulders held by a golden rope. In one hand he carried a black cane with a red jewel and in the other he carried two gift boxes.

The second man was only a few inches, smaller than the first and very muscular, his hair was bluish-gray cut into a mohawk and large, thick eyebrows knitting into one. The right arm was made of receding metal and intertwined with three different metals, the left eye was completely red with small metals underneath it. He was wearing a white coat over a green shirt and brown pants with black shoes.

Instantly everyone in the room was tense at the appearance of the two men.

Guards around the site should prevent or at least detect any intruders from sneaking up. In addition to their sudden appearance, they still exuded intense aura of danger.

"grandpa?"

Harry's voice stuttered, breaking the silence that had settled in the room, and everyone in the room widened their eyes and felt even more tense at the young man's words. All the occupants of the room focused their eyes on the man in the suit Harry was staring at.

Pheles narrowed and stepped forward in front of Harry, the intention of the action was clear to everyone in the room, she wanted to protect the boy in case something happened.

Patrick asked uncertainly looking closely at the man as he clasped his staff, he could clearly feel that the man was not human, he did not know what he was but he had the feel of a vampire, and a very powerful one.

The man stepped forward and smiled, which for some reason made everyone even more tense.

"Yes, my name is Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, I'm the father of Harry's mother, I was looking forward to finally meeting you." The man said with a smile. "I must admit that your growth has exceeded my expectations." He complimented.

"How can we make sure you and who says?" Pheles asked with narrowed eyes.

The man just smiled, as if he'd heard the dumbest question in the world.

"Harry's skills can confirm my identity."

In the simple answer everyone looked sideways at the young man who nodded confirming the man's identity.

The moment Harry saw the name on top of the two men he quickly used it, watching him to confirm his identity and was shocked by what he saw.

Name: Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg

Age: 940

Species: Ancestral Dead Apostle

Level: ???? Next level:???

Title: Kaleidoscope

Strength (STR): 600 Vitality (VIT): XX Dexterity (DEX): 500

Intelligence (INT): XXX Wisdom (WIS): XX Luck (LUK): XX

Charm: 100

Special Skills: Magic Body (Permanent), Hematophagy (Active), Regeneration (Active), Kaleidoscope (Active), Infinite Energies (Permanent).

Just a brief look and he quickly felt like a mountain weighed on him. Even Pheles who was the strongest person he knew was only level 437, and not even she had such high statistics.

In the other hand the man beside him seemed quite ordinary in comparison, that thought quickly vanished the moment he observed the man's attributes.

Name: Rick Sanchez B-401

Age: 70

Species: Human

Level: 88 Next Level: 42.3%

Title: Cyborg Rick.

Strength (STR): 80 Vitality (VIT): 90 Dexterity (DEX): 130

Intelligence (INT): ?????? Wisdom (WIS) :? Luck (LUK): 800

Charm: 35

Special Skills: Cyber Enhancements (Active), Super Intelligence (Permanent).

There was a silence in the room before Zelretch spoke again.

"I know you have a lot of questions so I'll explain some things the best I can and answer your questions. As I said my name is Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, I am a dead Apostle, a kind of vampire from another reality parallel to this."

There were several dubious and incredulous looks in this part.

What followed after was a lengthy explanation; in the past his grandfather had had an affair with a married woman who was a bastard daughter of the cyborg man named Rick, due to the genetics modifications of the woman, caused by Rick, the daughter was born human and Zelretch had no interest in her and He kept his distance, letting the girl grow up with an ordinary family.

Harry's mother grew up to be a witch, and joined a community of magic users separated from the abyss, where she attended an inmate school where she met the man who would be his father, and later married after graduation.

When he was born, for some reason he inherited some of Zelretch's vampire genes, and Zelretch found it fun to give Harry the same ability as a boy he had crossed with in another dimension. He then left this dimension and defined level 10 as a meeting point between them.

After hearing the explanation Harry felt discouraged and grateful.

He was saddened by his grandfather's lack of interest, but he was grateful to him for his powers, it was thanks to his powers that he had come out of the durleys and met Pheles and the others.

"And my parents, how they died?"

Harry asked, he had never believed the version Petunia insisted on telling, now more than before he was sure it was a lie. The old vampire was silent for a moment and then sighed.

Looking at the vampire's expression almost every ȧduŀt in the room felt uncomfortable. Rick who had remained silent so far stepped forward by pulling a white orb from his pocket and offered it to Harry.

"This is a memory orb, I prepared in case you want to know about your parents."

Picking up the orb, Harry confirmed what it was using his skill to observe, memory orbs were widely used in the abyss, they could pass information with extreme precision and objectivity in a way that was almost impossible with words.

As soon as he consumed the orb, he received a flood of memories about the wizarding world until he reached Halloween ten years ago, his parents Lily and James Potter, were in a hospital called Saint Mungus, with his younger brother named Charles Potter. due to a disease he had in his lungs.

He was with his maternal grandmother when the house was attacked by a wizard named Voldemort, his grandmother died trying to shoot the invader with a shotgun and he was shot by a fatal spell, for unknown reasons he survived and the attacker was had his body destroyed.

After 3 months of the attack her mother gave birth to a girl named rose and for unknown reasons, he was left at the door of the Dursley by his parents.

As soon as the memories were over, he opened his eyes, there was a mix of feelings inside him, mostly anger. Pheles stepped forward and locked him in a tight hug, and the boy stiffened for a moment before silent tears began to trickle down his eyes.

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Sometime later Harry, along with Pheles and Patrick were sitting on a couch in another room with Zelretch and Rick sit in front of them, cups of tea were served to the first four and the cyborg man received a glass of whiskey and rum.

"As I was saying earlier, I came to invite you to the event known as the Grail War." Zelretch said with a smile taking a sip from his cup.

"Grail warfare is a competition made by my former student and two of his friends, with a little help from me, usually consists of 7 wizards commanding 7 spirits of past heroes in battle, whoever wins get a wish.

This time however the war took a different turn, a faction formed between two clans, this made one of the security measures activate and a second set of servants were chosen to fight in team.

Seeing this I decided to make things even more interesting and activated a measure that I put in the cup, thus creating a third team to compete in, and I want you to be on that team." The vampire said smiling.

At this Pheles narrowed his eyes dangerously. "You want him to travel to another dimension, just so you can have fun."

There was a very clear tone of danger in her voice, but the vampire seemed to care in the least.

"While it's one of the reasons, it's not entirely that. Harry's participation in this war is a challenge that I had posed as a way of strengthening and helping him gain real combat experience, initially I thought at most Harry would reach a level between 40 and 50, at best, which would leave it among the first-rate masters giving a very reasonable margin of survival.

Of course, I wasn't going to send him totally alone and unprepared, I planned to send him to two dimensions in the three months before the war for him to gather some experience and I've already prepared two people to ȧssist him during the war."

The vampire explained, but Pheles didn't seem at all convinced of the vampire's words, meanwhile Rick and Patrick just remained silent in the corner, if a fight broke out between these two, neither could interfere with anything and could only count on luck. not to get caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile Harry was replaying his grandfather's words over and over in his head as he considered the possible pros and cons of the proposal. The more he thought about it, the more the advantages of accepting were evident.

He could know new places, he could learn spells from other worlds, he could gather magical knowledge and materials that didn't exist in this world, and even fight creatures that didn't exist in this world.

Before taking any decision, Pheles proposed to wait two weeks before he decided anything, Harry agreed with the woman's words, he needed time to think right now, there were just too many things in his head right now.

After few more words between the ȧduŀts, the time of two weeks was settled.