Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 152

Chapter 152: A Tragic Story Chapter 152: A Tragic Story Lucivar gazed at the side of Sabrina’s face with a complex look.

He has managed to defeat anyone who stood in his way, starting from Darwin, the professor, his doppelganger, and now this blue dungeon.

It was exhilarating and Lucivar didn’t mind the sensation but there was one problem.

Since he has been successful, he also garnered unnecessary attention.

Being acknowledged was a good thing but Lucivar wasn’t searching for that.

All he needed was an acknowledgment from himself and perhaps the Gods inside of him and as for the others, he didn’t need them.

It doesn’t matter what the others think, he did not put their acknowledgment in his eyes.

Deflecting some of the attention from him would be for the best.

Of course, there were some problems that he needed to handle with his own hands.

Both the doppelganger and the dungeon were the instances.

However, Darwin and Professor Fury-he didn’t need to get involved with them personally.

Killing Darwin incited Ravenna’s attention-while getting rid of Professor Fury attracted all of the academy’s attention, putting more eyes on him, ‘I don’t need all of that.

I was hoping that someone could do my dirty work and I’m betting on Morriva.

But Sabrina…’ A smile crept to his lips, finding Sabrina perfect for the position.

Not only did she have a royal bloodline but she was also compliant and was fond of violence.

Her position as a personal maid suppressed her tendency but that could change.

‘It’s almost like she was a perfect match, fated to be my maid,’ Lucivar’s eyes sparkled.

From the moment he was taken into his new family, a lot of coincidences happened.

Lucivar could feel his growth was rapid because of them, it was as if he had Lady Luck right behind him-and supporting him.

Now, Sabrina fell to his lap, her path to becoming stronger was also aligned with him.

Naturally, he was very excited.

“If that’s the case, you’ll be beside me when the lieutenant delivers my request,” He nodded-prompting Sabrina to look at him in surprise.

“I’ll give you the front-row seat.

I’ll make sure to give you the best climax you’ve ever had” Upon hearing this, Sabrina gulped harshly-her mind wandered everywhere frantically.

All she could do was nod her head, she couldn’t wait for tomorrow to come.

Just then as the duo were walking along-Lucivar stopped, when he saw Leandra ahead, at the other end of the street.

She was still searching for him, quite determined to find him but she hadn’t noticed him yet.

“Do you know where Pippa lived?” Lucivar suddenly asked.  Sabrina shook her head, “No, I didn’t ask” Clicking his tongue in displeasure, Lucivar made a turn, heading to the bustling crowd at the city center.

He was not going to be confronted by Leandra, he had no good excuse he could use to push Leandra away.

Realizing what Lucivar was doing, Sabrina also quickly followed.

She managed to slip past in time, right before Leandra turned towards them.

‘I’ll take the long route, sticking to the crowd.

Leandra wouldn’t expect it,’ Lucivar decided.

He walked quickly towards the bustling crowd ahead, aiming to go around-and went, to the hotel from the other side of the city.

Just then, however, Lucivar’s pupils dilated when a dark trail crept from his periphery.

Upon seeing this, Lucivar quickly reacted-turning his torso to the side.

Instinctively, he used his arm to shield Sabrina and pushed her to his behind.

Sprinting out of the alley was a figure, he charged at Lucivar and thrust a knife forward.

Finding the cloaked figure’s movement very slow, Lucivar tilted his head in confusion.

Lucivar seized the figure’s wrist with an iron grip-pressing his thumb hard enough to force the knife to clatter to the ground.

In one swift maneuver, he grabbed the figure by the neck and dragged him back into the alley, slamming him against the wall with unrelenting force.

‘An assassin?

Sent by who?’ He frowned as he inspected the figure’s clothes.

Despite having his focus on Leandra, he should’ve sensed this rat.

But it seemed the rat was capable of hiding his killing intent until it was the time to strike.

“Who are you?” Lucivar asked menacingly, tightening his grip.

“Who sent you here to kill me?” “Fu-akh!

You!” the figure cursed stubbornly.

Since the figure was nothing more than a normal person-Lucivar could easily killed him with a simple twist of the hand.

Even then, the figure didn’t seem to be scared, prompting Lucivar to frown deeper, ‘Did Caldaros send this assassin?

Or was it Thalia’s mother, Callista?’ ‘No, this person is a normal person.

He’s not an assassin,’ Lucivar’s gaze narrowed.

His mind raced for an answer but the figure seemed to come out of nowhere.

Lucivar couldn’t fathom where this figure had come from or why he would attack the very savior of the city who was the cause of this joyous atmosphere.

However-one thing was clear, a burning motive drove the figure.

From the crazy gaze the figure was giving him, Lucivar could tell that the figure hated him.

Hatred was the cause of this ambush.

“Give me something…” Lucivar questioned further.

“Do you hate me?” “No matter what, tonight is between you dead or me dead,” the figure answered fearlessly.

“I won’t stop until I kill you-carve out your heart and offer it to him!

Even if it took my life to do it, I’ll do it!

I have nothing more to lose!” Upon hearing this, Lucivar’s eyes narrowed as he pulled down the figure’s hood.

He was greeted by a man in his twenties that has almost all of his face burnt.

It was a fresh burn wound, no older than a couple of months or perhaps even less.

Seeing the look Lucivar was giving the man, Sabrina asked, “Do you know him?” “No…” Lucivar shook his head before he lowered the man-a nasty smile cracked on his face.

“But I think I know, and have met with his brother, or should I say, little brother?

I should have known, you’re the proselyte’s brother, aren’t you?

You’re alive” Lucivar could tell that the man wasn’t an assassin.

One could only be considered an assassin if they have the chance to actually assassinate.

However, in this case, there was no way the man could kill Lucivar.

Added to that fact, Lucivar could also see the hatred behind the man’s eyes-and from that, he could deduce that the man was driven by a grudge.

Since he hasn’t done a lot in this city to inflict this much hatred, he could easily narrow it down to one single person.

Upon putting down the man’s hood, his suspicion was confirmed.

It was the proselyte’s brother.

He was supposed to be dead or at least, that was what Lucivar had grasped.

But it seemed there was a misunderstanding.

Instead of being dead, the proselyte’s brother was somehow still very much alive.

Retaliating harder when he heard that, the man tried to push back but he couldn’t.

He could only breathe like a bull while gritting his teeth in sheer anger.

Despite knowing the fact that he was completely outclassed, incapable of going against the strength of someone like Lucivar-who was an accomplished Hybrid-the man’s eyes never lose fire, glaring at Lucivar and even biting on his arm hard.

Lucivar’s skin was too tough for mere normality like him to pierce.

He was biting so hard that blood began to coat his teeth.

“Like your little brother…” Seeing how energetic he was, Lucivar shook his head.

“you’re also impulsive and stupid.

I guess it runs in your blood, you can’t comprehend the gap that exists between us.

Your brother foolishly became a traitor, for the sake of avenging you-and now, you foolishly blamed me for his death and attacked me” It was rather tragic.

Ironically, the younger brother through the older brother was dead-and lost his life seeking vengeance.

Only later did the big brother, very much alive, discover that his sibling had died for absolutely nothing.

Surely, the older brother was struck hard by that realization.

He must’ve felt extremely guilty for not emerging sooner.

And because of that, his mind broke.

Unable to cope, the big brother tries to find anyone to blame other than himself.

Lucivar was chosen to be the one because of convenience.

Even though it was a tragic story, the one who benefitted the most from it was Lucivar.

Had the younger brother not become a proselyte, the blue dungeon, would not appeared and if the blue dungeon had not appeared, Lucivar, wouldn’t have achieved, what he had achieved.

But now, the usefulness of these brothers had come to expire.

Just then, Lucivar’s eyes flashed with killing intent, “I’ll send you to meet your brother in hell” Not even hesitating for a bit, Lucivar aimed to crush the man’s neck.

However, as he was about to do that, a figure landed right beside him and grabbed his hand.

It was Leandra who heard the commotion.

“Let go…” Leandra said sternly, casting a sharp look at Lucivar.  Upon hearing this, Lucivar smirked, “He’s the proselyte’s brother, he’d be another proselyte” “No,” She shook her head.

“there is a time constraint, until the next proselyte appears.

And in the meantime-he could change.

You didn’t kill his little brother, you only killed the proselyte, a traitor to our world” Despite what she said, Lucivar kept his hand around the man’s neck.

He stared at Leandra who didn’t have any notion of backing away from this.

Once the tension reached its peak, Lucivar let go of the man, causing him to slide down the wall and cough in pain.

Lucivar lifted both of his hands-at Leandra, “Fine, I will let him go.

I will let him go even though he was the one who tried to kill me first” “I get it, he needed to be punished,” Leandra said and gestured to someone.

From behind, several soldiers came and restrained the man before bringing him away.

Naturally, the man went berserk, wanting to break free.

But he was soon brought away, only able to give one last glare at Lucivar.

Lucivar scratched the back of his head when the man was pulled away, he then went back to the secluded street-heading back, to the hotel.

No need for him to hide anymore-since the one he was hiding from was here.

“Where did you go earlier?” Leandra suddenly asked, stopping him mid-track.

Upon hearing this, Lucivar stopped but he didn’t turn around to look at her.

He kept facing forward, “I went to meet with Pippa, that young girl we met” “Lies,” Leandra instantly replied sharply.

“I know you’re up to something no good, I can tell” “Since you knew already, why even bother asking?” Lucivar cackled dismissively.

Out of the others, Leandra was the only one, who had seen him for who he truly was so it was not surprising for her to sense his bad intention.

Though, he wasn’t that worried, “It’s none of your business.

Stay in your lane, Leandra” Just as he was about to continue, Leandra rushed towards him and grabbed his wrist.

She pulled him back, forcing him to look directly into her eyes.

“Whatever you’re planning to do, I’m going to find out about it,” Leandra said seriously.

Even then, Lucivar twisted his hand, forcing her to let go, and continued on walking.

“It does not matter if you knew, what could you even do?” Lucivar waved his hand.

“There is nothing you can do no matter how hard you try”