The moon was setting in the west, fading away among the clouds.
The air, thick and humid, slled of wet earth and trampled grass, a mixture that clung to the skin.
The night was quieter than ever; only the deep croaking of toads echoed from the puddles. Among them, moon crickets wove their song with silver threads, an endless chirping that tangled in the undergrowth.
From ti to ti, the flapping of a bat’s wings pierced the darkness, or the crackling of a dry branch under so invisible creature reminded her that the forest was never completely asleep.
In one of the rooms of the dici mansion, Liyana looked at one of her n with a serious expression, sitting on the bed, her pajamas covering her beautiful body.
There was a strong tallic sll in the air mixed with the scent of fluids. All the male servants who had been having sex in the room were dead; blood from their bodies stained the floor.
"Are you telling that Kael returned to his room and none of my n are anywhere to be found?" Liyana’s voice was filled with rage, and her eyes flashed dangerously.
"That’s right, my lady. Young Master Kael entered his room a few minutes ago. If I had been a few seconds later, they would have discovered ," Bert replied, not daring to raise his eyes to et his mistress’s gaze.
Paf!
Bert fell backwards. Blood drenched him, and the tallic stench hit his nose like a slap in the face. He also felt a burning sensation on his cheek. He didn’t understand why he had been suddenly struck.
"How can you be so stupid?" Liyana stomped her foot hard and kicked Bert’s face again, this ti with much more force.
One of his teeth flew out, landing disgustingly in the sticky blood that covered the entire place.
Holding his confused face and bleeding mouth, Bert spoke:
"My... mistress, what did I do wrong?"
Liyana exhaled deeply, calming her agitated emotions, and gathered her hair in a very seductive manner.
"It seems you haven’t realized your mistake. The mistake you made was that Kael now knows we’re watching him... and that you exist."
Bert’s eyes widened as he realized it was true. Kael had always been very cautious. That’s why, before escaping from that room, he felt that sothing was wrong.
Why did he manage to get out just when they were about to discover him? It didn’t make sense. He realized that Kael was soone very dangerous.
He felt his stomach tighten. Sweat ran down his back, but it wasn’t from exertion; it was from panic-the panic of knowing that one more word could cost him his tongue.
"Miss, now that the seventh young master knows of our existence, why don’t we all stop our movents for the ti being until things calm down?"
"Why are you telling sothing so obvious as if it were a divine solution?" Liyana had already cald down. She poured herself a glass of wine as dark as the night.
She watched Bert, who was doing everything he could to stay alive. Sothing any living creature would do.
Who wants to die? No one, right? But the cruel thing about this world is that we are all born to die.
Liyana took a sip from her glass, feeling the sweet, bitter wine slowly slide down her throat, making her cheeks flush. Then she spoke:
"Clean up this rot. Let the pigs feast... at least they’ll appreciate the useless flesh."
Bert, seeing that he wasn’t going to lose his life, quickly got up and began looking for the cleaning supplies.
...
Kael, back in his room, sat down on the bed while darkness reigned in the room. His eyes, black as the abyss, scanned the room with precision, not letting anything escape him.
Monts earlier, he had deliberately let one of his observers who was at the scene go, because he did not know if he was one of the hidden guards or an enemy who was watching him.
However, this confird that he was being watched as he expected, so he would have to be much more cautious in his next moves.
The arrival of the rchant caravan will draw attention away from , much more so.
Kael pushed those thoughts aside montarily and focused on what he had gained from the Demon Wolf’s inheritance.
First, he discovered that there was a true inheritance, sothing he had not known about his past life. In addition, he also learned the na of the Zu he had consud the first ti he went to that place and the reason why he suffered random hallucinations.
However, this, instead of bringing him a solution, was rather a problem, causing several questions to fill his mind, related to the reverse-flowing river of blood and the immortal beast guarding the place.
Kael began to organize his thoughts, focusing on the most important ones, because with the arrival of the rchant caravan, he couldn’t begin his exploration of the inheritance.
Therefore, everything related to the Demon Wolf’s inheritance is on hold until everything stabilizes.
Now I have to focus on moving up in rank. I’ve been doing a lot of things and haven’t spent much ti on it.
This was perfect timing for Kael with the arrival of the caravan, and with the tournant to be held this spring, he could use this ti to get stronger and reach rank 8 before the tournant.
Well, I know what I have to do from now on.
Having organized his thoughts, Kael sat in the lotus position and brought his consciousness to his core.
There, the vast sea of mana shimred. With a single thought, the essence began to move, slowly but surely.
The essence of manna, under his will, began to flow in concentric spirals, forming a serene whirlpool at the center of his core. As it spun, the refinent of its essence compressed, becoming denser and increasing the green copper particles.
With each turn, the volu of the sea of manna decreased slightly, compressing itself. What was once an ocean beca a smaller core.
Kael watched calmly, adjusting the rhythm of the whirlpool, making sure nothing was lost.
Ti passed, with the moon finally setting in the west, and with the sunrise, whose golden rays pierced through the mist of the forest, a new day began. But for Kael, it was just another step toward power.
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