Book 3: Chapter 38.3: The Blood Calamity Part III

Book 3: Chapter 38.3: The Blood Calamity Part III

Scarlet

The amusement on his face dies down a little bit at my question before he answers, Because I wanted to see you. And so that you can train more efficiently as Im sure youd wish to do.

I narrow my eyes at that.

I couldve trained perfectly well back on Earth with my family, I bluntly tell him. But surprisingly, unlike White, he doesnt flinch. Instead his expression just retains the same neutrality as before. Although the amusement is finally gone.

Okay, the faes joking aside, they are right about one thing. He does seem similar to me in terms of personality.

Yes, but it wouldnt have been as efficient, nor would you have been able to meet my side of your blood, he explains, not giving an inch.

Our eyes lock for who knows how long before I state, As true as that is, it doesnt excuse not giving me a choice.

He nods his head and admits, Yes, that is true. But you wouldnt have chosen to meet me and your grandfather. It also wouldve slowed down your training significantly from what it could be. The man then tilts his head and adds, And besides. Dont you want a fighting style more fit for claws and our beast forms? You cant get that on Earth. Not the royal familys style of fighting at least.

Now that catches my attention.

The Demon Lords lips quirk ever so slightly in the corner as he says, You do want it, dont you?

I grimace at that before glancing around the very fancy medieval style room for a moment and eventually nodding my head.

Thought so, he says, but surprisingly without any smugness to his tone. Which I appreciate. Im assuming youre also going to want to go out to train?

I turn my attention back to him before nodding my head again and answering, Yeah.

Good, he says while walking over to the balcony and opening the doors, letting the tanuki inside as he goes out onto the balcony himself. And after a second, I walk out to join him.

What I find outside though is a large castle overlooking an even larger ocean made out of blood. Which is far below the actual ground. As if were floating in the air.

This is my Duchy, the Bloody Duchy, my biological father explains. I personally created these lands myself half a millennia ago through blood Runes, along with the assistance of your grandfathers Blood Domain. He pauses for a moment as he reaches back and scratches the back of his neck, adding, Although nowadays, I have his Blood Domain as well. He turns to me and nods. You will likely get it too one day.

I blink at that, utterly confused about why hes describing his duchy to me. But in the end, I decide to just let him talk. Because I can tell hes trying.

Wait, what?

Your grandfather has finally broken through the divination block on the palace and has just learned of your presence here, he explains, making my eyes widen in both shock and fear. He basically told me that hell be visiting in two hours to give you time to prepare. And weve already spoken for half an hour since then, so youll need to start preparing. And so will I.

I blink at that.

Prepare? I ask. Prepare what?

You stink of the human world, my biological father states rather bluntly while scrunching his nose a little. Of their putrid environment tainted by their technology. Something that makes me wonder if our technological curse wasnt such a bad thing after all. And before I can say anything about the clean skill, he adds, And its not something the clean skill can eliminate.

Well, thats annoying. I cant really smell much of anything bad.

Actually, the only new smell I can smell is the near overwhelming scent of blood coming from the ocean down below. And a bunch of new scents Im assuming belong to demons.

Also a mix of ash, smoke, and trees. The same thing I smelled from the Fracture cores.

My biological father suddenly pats me once on the head, making me glare at him before he turns around and begins walking towards the fancy double doors of what Im assuming is my bedroom. And right when he reaches them, he steps to the side and whistles a sharp whistle that actually has me wincing slightly.

And to get rid of that smell, youre gonna need a bath, he says as the doors open, and a few female demon maids walk in before bowing. Then you can meet your grandfather before the ball scheduled for later today.

I feel a shiver run down my spine at the mention of a ball.

I wish I could talk to you more, but I put off a lot of work recently and need to catch up on it a bit, he says, sounding slightly awkward as he does. Then he heads out of the room after a brief, Esteemed Blood Lord, from the maids in respect.

The maids then turn to me and bow again with a short, Greetings, Your Highness. Please follow us to the bath. We are running short on time, and His Highness would like you changed afterwards as well into something more fitting for the ball.

A second shiver runs down my spine at the mention of them getting me changed into something more fitting for the ball.

I get the feeling Im not going to like this.

At all.

That feeling only grows stronger when Tar quickly says, Well, Ill see you later! and vanishes without a trace.

Well, shit.