Bab 14: Chapter : 14 Wrong choices leds to Consequences
Leon peerage
Bishop- Blabbering mouth ( Thomas)
Knight- Faffy
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Next Day
Morning
In a spacious, dimly lit chamber, Leon lay asleep in bed, sweating profusely as if plagued by a nightmare. His face was pale, showing signs of fear, and his hand gripped his chest tightly, as if clutching his heart and shaking
"Daddy,"
Leon's voice echoed in the room, breathless and distressed.
"Huff... hufff," he struggled to catch his breath, his eyes wide open, red with terror. "That was a scary dream," he muttered, feeling as though he had narrowly escaped death.
Click!
A door creaked as Blabbering Mouth (BM) rushed into the room upon hearing the commotion. "Master, you've finally woken up," he exclaimed, hurrying towards Leon.
"Finally woke up? Did something happen?" Leon inquired, his voice still tinged with fear.
"Yes, master. Something strange is going on. I can't remember what I did yesterday," BM replied, his face twisted with confusion.
Leon's eyes twitched with frustration; he didn't want to hear the idiotic blabbering just after waking up. Suddenly, he questioned himself, "Wait, why can't I remember what I did yesterday?" Leon muttered, finding his memory of the previous day blank, devoid of any recollection, except for waking up and planning something.
"Master, even you... I thought I was going insane for not remembering what I did yesterday, but master, it seems like you're also going insane," Bm said, realizing their shared predicament.
This bastrf...Leon seethed with anger, wanting to beat the shit out of Bm but lacking the energy, feeling restless he let him go. "This is certainly weird. I think I ordered my knight, to gather information about Darian Lucifer," Leon muttered, determined to uncover what was happening in his daily life.
"Go and bring Faffy," Leon ordered.
"Master, if you're going to ask him about yesterday, let me tell you, he also doesn't remember anything. Actually, nobody remembers anything, but there is one thing: a maid told us she saw Master, me, Faffy, and three other guards leaving through a magic circle to somewhere," Bm explained.
"So someone has erased our memory. Did we provoke somebody we shouldn't have?" Leon muttered, his mind racing with possibilities.
"I think that's the case, master. Since the three guards we took with us, apart from me and Faffy, one of them is missing," Bm revealed, adding to the mystery.
"Master, could it be Darian Lucifer killed our guard and erased our memory?" Bm hypothesized.
"That dickless idiot erasing my memories, that's got to be a joke. He's just a Lucifer in name, born with low-class power. But someone who could erase my memory must be someone like my big brother. I need to report this to him," Leon said, a mixture of anger and concern in his voice.
"Master, if what you said is true, that means we could have fought him. What if he holds a grudge against us?" Bm cautioned, sensing the potential danger.
"You always act smart, but I guess I am your master for a reason. If that person wanted to kill us, why would they erase our memory and let us live?" Leon said, sighing at the perplexing situation before them.
Leon got out of bed, wearing his robe, picked up a glass of water, and took a drink.
"Thomas, go and prepare some gifts," Leon ordered out of nowhere after drinking the water.
"Why, master?" BM questioned.
"Two days from now, we will go to Gremory Castle and ask for Emilie's hand in marriage," Leon said, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"But master, Lady Emilie is Darian Lucifer's maid. Do you think he will allow it?" BM replied skeptically.
Leon turned his head towards BM, his eyes narrowed. He walked in front of him and gave him a kick, making him fall onto the bed as Leon jumped on it, stomping on him.
"You really don't get it, do you? Why do I need that bastard's permission to take my Emilie?" Leon shouted as he continued stomping on BM.
In the midst of being beaten up, BM spoke, "Master, because Lady Emilie doesn't belong to Gremory, she belongs to..."
Leon didn't let him finish his words, continuing his assault.
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Gremory Castle
Dylan pov
It's been around 1 hour since I woke up, finding myself in my Gremory castle room.
At first, I was confused about how I reached back home since I was dying after fighting with Leon Astaroth in the human world.
And Skele filled me in what happened after I went unconscious: Ebonfang took over my body and defeated them but didn't kill them, as it could cause more problems for me.
So he just erased their memory of yesterday, but something cost him while he did all that for me, and it was that he vanished; he can't be seen, and nor can I talk to him.
I didn't have any particular liking towards him. At first, when we met, he literally tried to take over my body. But now he saved me. And what Skele told me, Ebonfang used the magic powers that he used to maintain his smoky form, and when he used his Dracula powers using my body, his magic reserves became completely empty, and he vanished.
But not only that, if by any chance his soul power that kept his consciousness alive has been damaged or vanished, he will never be able to come back.
I don't know what I should do to bring him back. Since I already tried to absorb the power of his body inside the ring space, but it was also futile as Ebonfang didn't awaken.
"It's really my fault," Dylan muttered. "If only I didn't make that mistake. I should have thought about the consequences of provoking Leon Astaroth. Even though at that time it was necessary to save Emilie, I shouldn't have openly provoked him when I am weak as hell, who can't even fight or defend himself."
"Seems like you've learned your lesson," Skele's spectral form hovered before Dylan, exuding a sinister aura.
"Don't concern yourself with that foolish vampire. He was bestowed upon you for the sole purpose of harnessing his powers. It matters little whether he's dead or alive, though it's unlikely he'll succumb easily. Leave him be and focus on your own endeavors."
" Remember this world thrives on power. Whoever holds it makes the rules, and the rest are mere pawns."
"Power..." Dylan muttered, his gaze hollow, devoid of life.
"Yes, power," Skele hissed, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Power solves everything. You yearn to hold your wife in your arms, don't you? But even for that, you need power. Let me tell you something—before you inhabited Darian Lucifer's body, Sirzechs never entertained any romantic notions. Do you know why? Because he was weak and pathetic who wouldn't stand up for himself, a background character that's was ignored by all."
"But now, you are Darian Lucifer," Skele sneered, his grin twisted with wicked delight. "If you don't want to suffer the same fate, you must use your brain. Don't rush into battles you can't win. Use any means necessary to achieve your desires, even if it means manipulation."
"Do you grasp the gravity of my words? Use your brain, or else Ajuka will have foreplay with your wife while you just play with your hand ," Skele taunted before vanishing into the shadows.
Dylan's mind swirled with darkness just by the imagination of Sirzechs with Ajuka, his thoughts consumed by a twisted determination.
"Anything... right or wrong, I'll do whatever it takes to emerge victorious," he murmured, his voice tinged with a sinister edge.
Approaching the mirror, Dylan's reflection seemed to distort with his growing malevolence. "Sirzechs, no other man will lay a hand on you. You are mine and mine alone, willingly or not. No one will take you away from me."
" Let's go on a date my sweet wife "..
To be continued.....
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