Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Catastrophic Implications Chapter 110: Catastrophic Implications “Feradith Family?

I never thought they would do something like that” “Mark punched Ragnar, no?

I guess the media is telling the truth, their family has a tendency to push down young aspiring Hybrids.

That young man saved Elira-and Thalia, he was their savior but he was treated badly?” “The Council of the Light Concord should check if they were working with the Crossers” “I’ll not be voting for Elira.

She’s good but if her parents are rotten, she must be too” Maura looked around sucked in a cold breath.

People were casting unfriendly gazes, and talking badly right in front of their faces, not a single one of them even tried to whisper-or lower their voices.

All said what was in their minds aloud.

It was only now did Maura realized what had happened.

A single disrespect and Lucivar retaliated with full force.

His actions were pure evil to the core.

Callista’s body was shaking because of this, she was the first to realize what happened.

‘He’s an opportunist to the core…

he wasn’t lying’ She gritted her teeth.

Lucivar had executed this on a whim to repay the disrespect tenfold.

He was saying all the things he said in the lounge aloud to draw attention, he fought and also overpowered Elira and Arga to make others be invested in him, and he finished them off, with a brutal rejection in public, declining the offer.

‘Just who did Thalia bring to me?

He’s ruthless to his core and I wrongfully offended him’ Knowing that it’s best to retreat from here, Callista turned to leave.

She led all of them to leave and be absent from the public eye.

Observing them leaving, Dullan flicked his fingers, calling his secretary behind him.

“Find a way to contact that young man.

Do it now” He instructed.

Hearing this, the secretary nodded, “I’ll get to it as soon as possible” She went back again to make a phone call.

Meanwhile, the Feradith Family retreated to their room on the sixth floor.

Callista barged inside the room and went to sit on the sofa, leaning her throbbing head back.

It was a sudden attack.

Considering Lucivar as nothing more than Thalia’s boyfriend, she underestimated him.

But then again, she wouldn’t be able to expect Lucivar to do something big like this.

Following their mother, the twins came rushing into the room-also sitting on the sofa.

None of them had the mood to talk, the day had turned for the worst.

At the door, Axel wanted to get in but was stopped by Maura.

“Go home, this is not the time” “But I cou-” “Go home.” Reluctantly, Axel turned around to leave as Maura closed the door.

She went to stand behind Callista with cold feet, not expecting how this would go.

Callista was in a lot of trouble already and this happened.

“He dealt three blows to our family…” Callista muttered, covering her face with her hand.

Upon hearing this, the others turned to look at her in confusion.

Sighing, she then explained the three blows that started this vicious down-spiral cycle.

First, the family’s image plummeted to rock bottom.

Lucivar twisted the situation to make him seen as a victim by using the Feradith Family’s own scandal done by Mark, the head family-and also the clan leader of the Green Tempest Clan, who punched Ragnar, an aspiring Hybrid.

He deliberately announced that he was their savior but was disrespected.

Coupled with the fact that he was a talented Hybrid, this move became more effective.

People don’t need to know how it happened to tilt their perception towards the family.

As the people earlier were also influential, what happened would spread.

It wouldn’t be surprising if the Council of the Light Concord would investigate the family.

Since the rumor will spread that the Feradith Family had a tendency to push down young and aspiring Hybrids, the suspicion of them working, with the Crossers, would bloom.

And, as the organization handling the Crossers, the Council of the Light Concord might get involved.

Having them involved would be very bad.

Secondly, through this, Lucivar also crushed Elira’s future.

Earlier, Elira was performing for her debut, she was in a battle against two other contestants.

And tonight was the last performance before the winner was chosen.

It was an important moment for Elira.

Now that this happened, some votes would leave Elira and that was detrimental.

Her chances of winning would diminish drastically and even if she obtained the second place-the privilege and fame she gained would be incomparable to the first place.

In the world of entertainment, image is the number one thing to preserve.

Lucivar crushed that with ease, and that realization dawned on Elira.

Her complexion became as pale as a sheet of white paper.

She was on edge and was afraid that this would happen and it really did happen.

Just those two blows alone were already crushing but there was another blow.

“What’s the third one?

There shouldn’t be another one,” Elira asked, her voice meek and light.

Elira was already exhausted from all her practice and effort up to this point-and having all of that shattered by a single mistake was heart-breaking, and suffocating.

Her voice became so small and tired as if she had run a marathon.

Upon hearing this, Callista’s expression darkened.

Her face alone showed that the last blow was the most severe.

“Ragnar would hear about this soon enough-we can’t stop that,” Callista opened-her voice broke a little as the situation was pressing on her hard.

“And that means you two would be in more danger, his forces would concentrate on the city” Maura clutched her fists hard while Elira’s body trembled, her back drenched in cold sweat.

“So what are we going to do?” Elira muttered, looking at Callista for an answer.

Even though she tried to be strong, this situation is too much.

“That leads us to the third blow he did,” Callista said, leaning forward and clasping her hands in front of her face-pressing the edge of her fingers to between, her brows.

“It’s not hard to deal with Ragnar’s forces-and that is exactly what that devil was planning.

He wanted us to come to him with an overwhelmingly positive proposal so that he would protect you two” Lucivar was ruthless and outright terrifying in the way he planned.

He did everything that would benefit himself no matter the mental conflicts.

From the looks of it, he didn’t value his relationship with Thalia at all-he was using her as a tool to get what he wanted.

And since there was a limit as to how strong the assassins sent by Ragnar to the academy, Lucivar was basically an invincible guardian.

Other than Professor Fury which he already dealt with, no other professors would turn.

In a middle-tier academy like theirs, the upperclassmen were also not that strong.

Not a lot of people could match his strength there.

And even if there was, Lucivar would be able to protect the twins.

“That little devil’s performance earlier wasn’t for showing that he was capable of winning the tournament-he was showing that he was capable of defending both of you,” Callista added, it doesn’t feel like she was fighting a young man right now.

More like she was fighting a ruthless old monster.

Upon hearing this, Elira intervened desperately, “If he wants money, we could just give it!” “He definitely wants money to buy resources but there’s only so much we could give at this moment, and given the situation, I don’t think we have enough to satiate his greed,” Callista pondered hard.

“But he has no way of knowing how much we have…” “In that case, we could give him the minimum and pretend that it was a lot” Elira added.

Callista agreed with her but she felt that it was not right.

‘That devil had shown he’s not to be underestimated, he doesn’t have connections to check the exact wealth I have in possession without the consent of Mark-so he must’ve prepared something’ She frowned.

Although she couldn’t believe she was in this situation because of a kid, she must accept it.

She couldn’t take Lucivar lightly.

Callista turned towards Maura, “Open the South Hues Tournament website and give it to me” Maura nodded, taking a tablet on the side, and opened the website as fast as she could.

Once she did, she gave it to Callista.

Instantly, Callista navigates to the rules of the tournament and reads through the page.

She skimmed the rules one by one until she landed on the sponsor clause.

Reading through the entire clause meticulously, Callista tried to find any loophole and she did-her face ashen as she leaned back on the sofa in defeat.

Seeing her mother like this, Elira’s heart pounded, “What is it…?

What did he do now?” “I found it…” Callista whispered bitterly.

“Having a sponsor is a requirement but there were no limitations on how many sponsors, a candidate could have.

Meaning-he could have as many sponsors as he wants.

Meaning, we’re in for a bid war to win him over…” …

Meanwhile, outside of the lobby, Lucivar was leaning against the wall on the side.

A devious smile was plastered on his face.

He could tell that the Feradith Family must be in peril right now.

“Shame…

I’d really like to see their expressions-especially Callista’s face, I’m sure her cold, arrogant look was melting right now” He muttered, crossing his arms with a chuckle.

“I want everything, money is the key to opening many doors, that’s the opportunity” Lucivar shook his head, Thalia was too defenseless.

Along the way, he read the rules of the tournament and snooped on her messages.

He knew about Elira’s contest, he read the rules, and he read about their family’s scandal.

“Of course, I wouldn’t have done this because frankly speaking-it is better to keep Thalia in the palm of my hand, willingly help me at the mask of love,” Lucivar whispered aloud, he was not planning to do this from the start.

“But the disrespect is getting on my nerves” It was clear that Callista looked at him as someone lesser because of his origin.

Maura definitely told her that he was from a slave city, a commoner.

Even though he really did risk his life to save Elira and Thalia, she looked down on him.

And that’s not something Lucivar took lightly.

Because of that, he opened the opportunity mirror two times to gain a hint to pay them back.

One hint went to Dullan, lighting up his entire body while the other went to Axel.

Just then, Gandr slithered into reality and hung on his shoulder, looking at him intently.

“Do you regret what you did?” “No, I don’t.

I’ll not stand disrespect” “You know…

you should never punch above your weight but that’s exactly what you did” “Hmph!” Lucivar scoffed.

“I also know if there’s a crack in the armor, take the shot.

The weak feast while the strong are distracted-and Mark, the head family is not here, so why not pick on them now?”