Book 6: Chapter 32
The Skies above the Capital on Earth
Arkaz feels shaken as he senses the shockwaves being sent from the direction his granddaughter left in. Because for the first time in centuries, he felt real fear. Just from looking into the eyes of another person.
His granddaughter has reached the peak. Reached the point he has been trying to reach for ages. Since long before she was even born.
And she did it all within a few years, even if she had the help of a prophecy and etched skills to do it.
She’s grown so powerful that just meeting her eyes and seeing those terrifying symbols within locked his entire body down. He couldn’t even move himself with his Blood Domain. He couldn’t even spread out his Blood Domain in the first place.
And that’s not all. Before she put away the other symbols he saw while approaching, he felt different things from them as well.
The wolf symbol on her back made him instinctively want to bow his head towards her. As if she was his alpha.Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com
It was almost like she has become the goddess of wolves in a way.
Which both makes him nervous and extremely proud as her grandfather.
And when he looked at the glowing crimson moon shining through the clothes on her chest?
He felt like his heart would stop beating. Just from a brief glance.
The Demon King didn’t even look for longer than half a second, and he is still uncertain of if he would’ve survived looking for longer.
And the feeling he got when he looked at it... was that of the end.
Arkaz glances at the council members of Earth as they float up into the air, each of whom are shivering in fear while trying to talk with the Knights.
They’re no doubt going to whine even more about little Scarlet. But there’s not much they can do at this point, so I might as well ignore them.
What Arkaz feels more surprised about than the whiny humans is the fact that his granddaughter didn’t even seem to think about the fact that Arkaz is here. On Earth.
Am I that unnoticeable?
But he ignores them all as he steps through the manor, shattering one defensive array after another.
Arkaz does at least feel impressed with the design of the array, but it’s significantly lacking in power to be able to do anything against him.
So, after marching straight through the manor and terrifying anyone he sees in the process into passing out just from his presence alone, he eventually comes to a halt in front of two double doors. Just pausing to sense the presence on the other side of the doors. A presence he knows is not within the System’s bounds.
Yet it has a familiar feeling to it. One similar to both Scarlet and Scarlet’s mother.
The Demon King steps forwards while opening the doors, revealing a large study where a man is silently reading.
To Arkaz’s surprise, the man doesn’t even look up from his books as he declares, “State your business and leave after reimbursing me for the damages you’ve caused.”
Arkaz can’t help but raise a single brow at the man. But he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he studies him, looking over every last bit of blood in the man’s body to see what makes him different.
It isn’t often Arkaz finds someone who isn’t afraid of him and isn’t even Class V yet. Much less someone who has ascended to Class IV without the aid of the System.
He’d heard about the man from both Scarlet and Leonidas. The father of Amelia, the White Knight of Humanity. Someone who, in Scarlet’s words, has issues.
And Arkaz can certainly understand what she meant now.
“You’re Scarlet’s mother’s biological father,” Arkaz states directly, not bothering with asking for confirmation. “I wanted to see you while I was on Earth to decide how qualified you were to aid my granddaughter. But now that I’ve met you, there are a few things I would like to ask.”
The man doesn’t respond to Arkaz’s words, getting on his nerves more than a little.
But Arkaz can’t kill him since he’s the only one on Tartarus and Earth who has ascended this high without the use of the System. So Scarlet will need him.
I still don’t like him.
Arkaz waits for a few seconds before stepping forwards with his hands firmly in his pockets as he asks the question he’s been dying to ask since he sensed the man’s magic and blood.
“Why did you assist Titania with the creation of the System?”
And for the first time in years while talking to someone, the old man puts his book down and directly meets Arkaz’s eyes.