The next day, I woke up feeling completely battered and bruised, so when I went to go and take a look at my injuries, I realized there was so severe damage done to my muscles and bones.
Sohow, he had fractured so of my bones, and I only just realized now since the adrenaline finally wore off.
In addition, there were massive bruises, mainly stretching across my torso, aning this could only be one thing…
"That was entirely luck… if it wasn't for his personality, I would've lost for sure… shit…." I groaned, slowly standing up with the help of the bars so as not to make my wounds worse. "Guards! Lem get so dical attention! Guards?!"
No response… and then a pale white woman stepped from out of the corner down the hall.
My face softened, and I just returned to the wall of my cell, leaning against it and then slowly sliding down until I was sitting.
"What do you want? It hasn't been a week yet," I questioned the vampire duchess, but clearly, she was intent on responding, only coming here to get so kind of job done.
As she walked up to my cell, her body faded into smoke, allowing her to pass through and then reform inside my cell, where she grabbed by the neck and slowly picked up.
Shit… she's strong as hell…
I clawed at her hands but couldn't do much besides that, as the chains restraining my limbs prevented from activating any of my skills.
Her eyes glowed a dim red, causing to panic as I pieced together just what was about to happen, so I flailed my arms, only to evidently fail as the woman sunk her fangs into the side of my neck.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as a mix of pleasure and pain coursed through my body, trying to resist the induction into her own race.
My blood was extracted for only a few seconds before she began to pump so kind of liquid back into that wound, making the conversion into one of her own even harder than before.
"N-No… I have to stay as a demon," I just barely managed to choke out since if I returned as a vampire to the demon lord who watched over practically everything that I owned and loved, then there was no doubt in my mind that he would slaughter .
And then suddenly, the spear with roses marked into the back of her hand began to glow a dim red, causing the vampire to slowly back away.
"Let go of ," I snarled, but it seed this mark wasn't all-powerful as she only began to crush my neck even harder with her hand.
It seems this tarot power doesn't use mana which these chains feed on… though that's the least of my worries as of now.
And then, finally, after what seed to be minutes, she let go, and I dropped to the ground, gasping for air.
"What the fuck did I do?" I choked out in between gasps.
"You're a subject of Satan… my enemy. Even though I may despise the demon lord ruling this place, I despise the other ones even more… and you really slipped up thinking you could hide the demonic aura chaining your soul,"
How co she just noticed this now… or was she waiting for sothing?
"Well, as you can see, I am but a lowly slave within this colosseum now. And I'm sure you're well aware, the demon lords don't give a fuck about their subjects… so what makes you think I still have a connection to him?" I grunted and then leaned back against the wall, calming my heartbeat and attempting to relax.
"You must beco a vampire. Otherwise, I cannot uphold our deal. You could always leak information, but if you beco a vampire, that will be physically and ntally impossible upon becoming my kin,"
"Well, that won't be possible if you always keep under surveillance… you can trust . But, turning into a vampire will forcefully make trust you, and even once everything is over, I'll just be your slave until the end of ti… it's a win and then a massive fucking loss for ,"
"And? What's wrong with becoming my slave for all of eternity?"
"*sigh*... just trust , alright? Is there anything I can do to earn your trust without becoming one of your own?"
The vampire didn't look amused in the slightest, possibly even considering dropping our agreent for just killing right here and now… which honestly wouldn't be the best for .
"We'll form a pact which will set our own rules. From there, we can co to an agreent," She sighed, and I knew this was my chance to really dig deep into this alliance that I currently have with a rebellious duchess within the kingdom I intend to take down.
"Fine… we'll drop the deal from before and create a new one within this pact… not one made by words…." The vampire's voice trailed off as she slit the palm of her hand with her nail, letting a few large drops of blood to drop onto the cell of my floor. "... It's a pact made with blood and equal loyalty."
"Then let's get to it," I muttered before she wiped so of the blood dripping from her palm onto my forehead and then onto her own forehead.
I can already assu what she is going to be asking for… so I'll co up with so equally as dangerous to her as it is to .
The drops of blood sprawled across the floor suddenly expanded into a large magic circle, catching the attention of everybody within this prison.
The guards, who were supposed to be just outside, weren't reacting, aning the vampire duchess must've done sothing to get them to stay silent.
The blood mark on my forehead spread to my eyes, stinging them greatly before making their way into my mouth and wrapping around my tongue.
For the vampire, the sa thing happened, and then she proceeded with the rest of the ritual.
"Now, I shall state my conditions first…."
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