Chapter 124: Alone In His Room [1]

Chapter 124: Alone In His Room [1]



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Amon took a picture of Nino.

He looked back where Alya was quietly surveying the messy floor.

She looked up from the dead bodies of the guards.

"We really messed it up." She spoke for the first time.

He turned.

"Yeah." Amon nodded.

It wasn't just him who had made a mess of Nino's body.

The bodies of the guards were riddled with clean small holes, a reminder on how precise and sharp her arrows were.

"Leaving that aside, I have to say, you are pretty strong."

Amon looked at her crimson eyes in the dim lighting.

"Well, I can say the same for you."

She put a hand to her chin.

"True I guess, but you have gotten way stronger than the last time I saw you. Even your manipulation of blood is excellent."

Amon shrugged but didn't say anything.

Rather, he changed the topic.

"Shall we go back?"

She nodded.

Both of them stood up and started to leave.

But suddenly, Alya's crimson eyes caught to some sharp shards scattered in one corner of the

room.

"Hmm?" She picked one up.

"[Crystal] element? I can't remember any guard having one."

"There was one." Amon replied from behind.

She matched his stoic gaze.

"I took him out before our switch of targets."

"Oh, I see." She put the shard back down and stood up.

"Well, it's quite surprising to find such a rare element in such a remote town." She walked to the door before looking back at him.

"For a moment, my mind suddenly wandered to the possibility of you having two elements, hahahaha." She laughed before massaging after her temples.

"What an idiot I am. Another duo-elemental clovist in the world, hah, as if." She walked out the room.

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Amon and Alya arrived back at the Camps, only to find a commotion going on in the center. Heading to the front through the crowd, they both arrived at the main target of attention.

It was Ren.

He stood in the small space provided by the crowd, looking around while wearing his casual purple jacket.

But that wasn't why he was getting attention.

It was because of the girl in his arms.

Elizabeth.

Amon's eyes widened as he saw the purple scaly skin on her face that reached up to her eyes.

At that moment, Ren's gaze caught to him and he quickly headed over.

"Yo, Amon!" He quickly ran over.

He extended Elizabeth to him.

"I just arrived here 10 seconds ago and was waiting for your guide to arrive so he can take her. Somebody went to call her." He explained.

Amon looked at Alya by his side, who shook her head.

'Fuck with these royal manners...' He cursed in his mind before taking Elizabeth in his arms.

Why couldn't a princess carry someone in their arms!?

Amon looked at her exhausted body.

Her clothes were sweaty and her breathing was getting slower and slower.

It was obvious that she was going to be in a critical condition soon.

Seeing the clothes that clung to her body and exposed much of it, Amon clicked his tongue.

Half of those guys in the crowd were looking at her with those gazes.

Without hesitation, he materialized a large amount of blood before quickly covering them all in a veil.

The guy soon arrived that went to call the guide.

"I tried to reach them.... huff but they are all in a meeting right now....huff...huff" He panted.

It was obvious that he ran quickly.

"Didn't you tell them that it's a princess of a dukedom that's suffering right now!?" Alya asked furiously from behind the veil.Rêađ latest cha/p/ters on no/v/e/l(b)in(.)c/o/m

"They gave me no chance to and throwed me out...huff"

Alya clicked her tongue,

"What should we do now?"

"There's no need." Amon replied and looked back at Elizabeth.

He extended his hand and touched her purple cheek, his warm fingers brushing against her

cold skin.

"I can handle it. But I'll need to go to my room." He looked at both of them and explained.

This was the lowest point in her body where one of the clots was.

He would slowly resolve them from lower to higher in her body. Channeling mana through his body, Amon quickly activated his blood manipulation.

All he had to do was safely separate and push those clots out of her body.

Amon pressed his hand a little firmer and immediately, he saw her body twitch.

Good.

It was working.

Closing his eyes, he concentrated on his efforts.

Sweat beaded down on his forehead from the intense focus he had right now.

Taking deep breaths, he safely removed the first block point in her body before pushing up.

His fingers then brushed on her body, moving to the left thigh.

It was embarrassing to be touching these spots like this but he couldn't do anything but this

to save her.

The clots were deep so he couldn't take his hand off as it would sever the connection.

In a minute, he was done with the left thigh as well.

Thereafter, he moved to her belly where he spent another minute before focusing on her left

hand.

It was working.

He could feel the cold temperature of her body reduce and her breathing ease a little, even

though he saw her sweat and her face scrunch up alot.

She was in pain, he knew. 'Please, just bear through it...'

His fingers traveled to her right hand.

Her skin was a lot healthier and warmer now.

Then, he moved to her shoulders before moving to her neck.

Time passed slowly and agonizingly.

Even Amon's clothes were drenched in sweat now because of the intense concentration.

Silence still reigned in the room but was occasionally broken by Elizabeth's soft moans of

pain as a clot was removed and pushed up.

As he was done with her neck, he then clasped both of her cheeks.

They were completely red and warm to the core because of her condition.

The scales had disappeard now.

He stayed focused.

All this time, he didn't open his eyes for a single second as even a second of distraction could

be fatal.

Especially now where all the clots were piled up.

He gulped as he was finally done with her cheeks.

Finally, his fingers moved to her soft moist lips.

His body tensed as he poured all his efforts on this moment.

Elizabeth softly moaned and her lips opened.

In the next moment, a small blobby purple and crimson mess poured out of her mouth.

He opened his eyes with a gasp, taking deep breaths.

Amon looked at the stinky purple mass that hovered in the air.

Nearing it near his hand, he covered it in crystals before storing it in his inventory to dispose

of later.

Embracing the silence in the room, Amon sighed.

His lips slowly pulled up into a tired smile.

He was actually able to do it.

And at the same time, he saw a notification in front of his eyes.

[Your [Blood] element has leveled up!]

Good.

Even he got something out of it.

Composing his thoughts, he looked at Elizabeth who had a calm, peaceful expression on her

face now.

Her breathing was also back to normal.

But then.

Why hadn't she woken up yet?

He hoped she didn't catch a fever as it was normal to catch these normal diseases after poison

removal.

His face neared hers as he tried to observe her condition and complexion.

Amon's hand touched her forehead, his cold fingers settling on her warm forehead.

Their warm breaths mingled with each other.

It was good. She didn't have a fever, thankfully.

But just as he was about to pull back, all of a sudden, her eyes opened.

Her silver lustrous eyes met his abysall black ones, their faces awfully close to each other with

their breaths brushing against their skin.