Chapter 87 - Ancestor?

"You have been with the Marchand Family for many years, do you know anything about them?" Cale's body unconsciouly radiated an imposing aura as he glanced at Zarinvienne who was currently avoiding his sharp gaze. His domineering air as a former Major General scared the succubus and she could not help but produce small globs of hot tears.

"My lo-lord, I... I was with the Marchand Family for more than ten years, but I was still sealed during that time and I don't know much about them. All I know is that there was still someone with a higher position than Clement Marchand in the Marchand Family. And they call that guy as 'ancestor', but I haven't seen him yet even after being there for many years." She sniffed feebly while hold herself back from crying. 

Cale recalled the aura that unknowingly poured out of his body and consoled Zarinvienne with a tight hug. Nocturna who was looking at the sidelines pouted her lips in jealousy. She then saw Zarinvienne flashing a teasing smile at her as she clutched Cale's back intimately.

A small vein popped out of Nocturna forehead as she glared at Zarinvienne who was still being consoled by Cale. The man on the other hand was deep in his thoughts. 'Someone with a higher position than Clement Marchand and they call him as 'ancestor'. Just what are you hiding Marchand Family and how are you related to the demi humans?' His eyes emitted dense killing intent, but no one was able to feel it. Even the two beauties who were at the Divine-Class level did not feel anything wrong. 

Nocturna rolled her eyes at Zarinvienne as she thought of schemes to retaliate against the latter's shamelessness. 

Vishnu watched the entire fiasco with a forced smile on his face, but he did not dare provoke both women. Aside from their unruliness, both beauties' strengths were also unfathomably deep. 'My lord, I give you my early condolences.'

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A day later.

Lhun Marchand opened his heavy eyelids with great difficulty. In his blurry vision, he saw silhouettes of multiple individuals. When his eyesight returned to normal, he saw the face of a familiar man. Cale, First General of Tyrannical Tower. Lhun Marchand saw that the man was smiling at him, but he felt that something was amiss behind that bright smile. 

"Mr. Cale, is this how the Tyrannical Tower invites their guests? This is the warmest welcome I have experienced thus far." Lhun Marchand did not have a look of fear, instead, a slight smile can be seen hanging on his face, but his composed air was only a mask to hide his fear, and he never knew that Cale had long since felt his true feelings.

"Lhun Marchand, I'm impressed with your Marchand Family. To think that you have been colluding with the demi humans. You have betrayed humanity by joining hands with those alien group." Cale was still smiling visibly as he looked at the heavily chained Lhun Marchand. But the latter felt that he was merely seeing the facade of the former. 

"Humanity?" Lhun Marchand laughed with condescension. His eyes contained a mocking expression and the fear he felt earlier was gone. He then glanced at Cale with a smile full of maliciousness. "Don't put me on the same level as you lowly pieces of shit! Release me this instant or you will one day face the wrath of our Marchand Family! Your little tower can't go against us! You know nothing!" He laughed so hard as if he had lost his sanity. His handsome noble son mask was gone, and his true colors revealed itself. 

Cale released his aura and the domeering air of the famed Major General Cale Sylvann was displayed in full. Even the two beauties, Nocturna and Zarinvienne had surprised looks after sensing the overpowering atmosphere that Cale produced. Just because Cale acted indifferently, Lhun Marchand actually thought that the wild lion was a pet cat who he can provoke at will?!

Lhun Marchand who received the full extent of Cale's intimidating aura felt his internal organs quake in a mess. His eyes expression turned into that of extreme horror as his lips quivered noticeably. 

"Zarinvienne, do your thing. This guy will never speak anything no matter how we torture him." Cale left the room after he said that. Nocturna and Vishnu followed after him and they did not even bother glancing at Lhun Marchand again.

Zarinvienne bowed her head towards Cale and glanced at the still shocked Lhun Marchand. Her smile vanished and it was now replaced with an evil look. She licked her cherry red lips as she inched towards the chained man. The latter realized his current predicament and shouted with a pleading look. "No! I will give you wealth! I have something more valuable than the Praeclarum Adamantino!" 

Zarinvienne ignored his shouts. Her nails suddenly grew longer and it glinted with a viciousness.  

"Master, did you miss me?" The sarcastic tone and her face which was full of condescension shocked Lhun Marchand greatly. 

"That voice... You... You are Red Lion!? My dearest servant, you are finally freed?!" He forced a smile as he glanced at Zarinvienne with a surprised look. 'I'm dead. This bitch had formed a deep grudge against me.'

"Servant? You think too highly of yourself. You will never be on the same breath as his lordship!" Zarinvienne had a look of worship as she thought of the handsome figure. 

Lhun Marchand chuckler lightly. 

"Foolish! You never know who you had provoked. It's only a matter of time before he awakens in full. And when that time comes, your little lord can do nothing to stop him! But if you..."

"Puchi!" 

"Grrggglrg!" Lhun Marchand could not even clutch his bleeding neck. He stared at the woman in front of him and saw her countenance was warped into that of fury.

"No one is allowed to slight his name." She spoke with eyes filled with killing intent. 

Lhun Marchand smiled in response to her. Blood continuously poured out of his neck as Zarinvienne absorbed his power. The former's body was aging at a discernible speed as the origin essence inside his body was being sucked.

'Ancestor, avenge my death.' That was his last thoughts before his consciousness went into eternal slumber.