Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Brewing Storm Chapter 156: Brewing Storm Meanwhile, back in the Bloodhaven Academy.

It was nighttime and classes had already ended hours ago.

Inside the main ground of the academy, two figures came out of the lavish and also big dorm of the first-year students.

However, unlike the brimming building of the dorm, these two have a dark and exhausted look to them.

Around them was an air of depression.

Both of them exuded this air and the combination of their air made the depression thicker.

Naturally, these two are none other than Thalia and Elira.

From the looks of it, they were heading somewhere-to the Bastion of Blades.

Ever since what Lucivar did to their family, the embarrassing public rejection, their lives have been on a downward spiral.

Every weekend, when the students were allowed to come home, the two were ambushed by assassins.

Although their protectors could handle them, the constant need to be alert exhausts them.

Out of the attacks, they experienced two calls that almost took their lives.

Being so close to death stripped them all of the vibrance of life.

In hindsight-the twins should be able to report this to the Hybrid Association or even blame them for not keeping the city clear of assassins.

But with the story of what had happened on that night reaching the news, the Hybrid Association couldn’t offer any help.

Not when the Feradith Family was under investigation by the Council of the Light Concord.

Until their names are cleared of any affiliation to Crossers, they are on their own.

As if that wasn’t enough, their closest protector-Maura-had gone missing.

It was unclear where she went but she had never come back after that night.

Because of that, the vibrant and dignified air around them was completely gone.

Elira, in particular, lost all of her confidence.

Both her reputation and also career were shattered, leaving her future dark and uncertain.

“Is there really no other way…?” Elira muttered depressingly.

Upon hearing this, Thalia shook her head, “It wouldn’t take long until the hired assassins are able to reach us in the dorm, we need help.” She said-gripping the envelope in her hand.

“I still can’t believe this is happening” “This is because you befriended that devil and brought him to us!

If you hadn’t, we would be fine!” “What?!

This is not my fault, you and Mom are the ones who were disrespectful!” Despite wanting to argue, Elira bit her tongue and said nothing more.

She then exhaled deeply, focusing ahead, “Let’s just hope he’ll accept our offer this time” …

In the wake of the night, Leandra was sitting on a bench.

Her gaze was vacant, looking down onto the ground in deep contemplation.

It had been more than ten minutes since encountering Lucivar, and Sabrina-but she had not moved from the street and instead took a seat on a bench.

Leandra looked at both her hands and frowned.

She was troubled by the words Lucivar said earlier.

‘It’s none of your business.

Stay in your lane, Leandra’ Hearing those words in her mind made her exhale roughly from her mouth.

She was frustrated.

“Why am I so fixated on him anyway?” Leandra whispered, reconsidering what she was doing-that was so unlike her before Lucivar came.

“What he’s going to do must be something bad but karma will find a way to punish him, I don’t need to intervene.

So why am I trying?” “Is it because I like him?” She murmured, gazing skyward to the cloudy night.

As soon as she admitted that, she held the necklace she was wearing.

Her mind was thrown back to the day Lucivar gave her the necklace-his face was cheerful, and also hopeful, a stark contrast to his current state.

She has to admit that at that moment, her heart was moved a little.

But Lucivar’s smile in her mind was soon replaced by another scene.

Leandra remembered the figure of light that appeared, begging her to help Lucivar.

Recalling that night-when a supernatural occurrence gripped it tight, a frown brewed on her face, “I can’t deny that a part of me wanted to help him go out of the darkness, because that part of me liked him.

But the main reason is that…

that woman.

That woman of light” For some reason, there was this odd sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She could feel that if she didn’t help Lucivar, something bad would happen.

Just like that woman of light said to her.

In order to help Lucivar, she needs to help him stop killing.

Leaning forward, Leandra’s brows furrowed further, “Lucivar is an Angel Hybrid but an Angel Hybrid couldn’t kill and has an innately good virtue.

Since he could kill others easily, then his bloodline must’ve malfunctioned somehow.

If that’s the case, that woman of light…

she must be the ‘named’ Angel in his bloodline” Coming to that conclusion, a thought came to Leandra’s mind that made her eyes round.

She sucked in a cold breath at the possibility.

“Did another Angel-or perhaps another outside power want to rewrite her from Lucivar?” Leandra gasped-remembering the red sand that was swallowing the woman of light that night.

“Someone else wanted Lucivar to be evil?

To walk the path of darkness?” Leandra doesn’t have any proof but by piecing it all together, she was certain of this.

Something bad was trying to overpower the Angel bloodline inside Lucivar.

Upon realizing this-Leandra stood up from the bench-and walked, “Something that has the power to rewrite a ‘named’ Angel.

It must be something incredibly powerful.

God-like, even.

If that’s the case, I need to stop him, or else things could get real bad” Making up her mind, Leandra scoured the area near where she encountered Lucivar.

She wanted to know where he might’ve come from.

Even though the chances were slim-she was hoping that she could get a clue, now that she knew, where to start looking.

Leandra kept the big landmarks in mind those that she thought could possibly be the place.

But her search was unfruitful.

She spent the next hour searching but it was futile.

“He wanted to be stronger, I know that-but I don’t even know how he amassed-his natural ether” Leandra sighed, she realized that she knew very little about Lucivar.

“If I had to guess-doing bad things or perhaps killing others is the way for him to get stronger” Noticing that Lucivar became stronger after every dark event, she guessed that.

It also aligned with his tendency to do bad things so that was the most likely scenario.

“I know Lucivar can be evil but there’s no way he would go on a killing spree and kill all of the people here.

Too many eyewitnesses, and the Hybrid Association might put a bounty on him, so there’s no way he’d do that,” Leandra was discouraged.

She spent hours searching and found nothing.

And realizing that it was already too late, she decided to go back to the hotel room.

Maybe tomorrow, she could peel more clues from Lucivar.

Just as she thought of that, Leandra bumped into a person-a middle-aged woman.

“Hey!

Watch where yo-!” Before the middle-aged woman could finish her sentence, her eyes widened when she realized that it was one of the academy hunters.

“Oh!

Young Leandra, I’m sorry for bumping into you” “No, no…” Leandra raised her hands.

“I was the one at fault.

Keep doing what you’re doing” Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman shot a light smile before turning around again.

Leandra was currently wandering through the main market of the city, a lively hum, brimming with stalls offering an array of goods-from magical items and weapons to fresh magical and exotic fruits.

Despite the hour, the marketplace remained teeming with activity.

A constant flow of people adds to its vibrant atmosphere.

However, it was too crowded in Leandra’s opinion-which struck her as an odd sight.

Since the party was held in the city center, the people should be gathered there, not here.

She scanned the place around and saw that only this area was crowded.

“Cut off his arms!

He doesn’t deserve to have hands!” “Yeah!

As a matter of fact, hang him!

Isn’t this the fifth time he did it this month?!” Upon hearing the shouts, and mockeries from the people, Leandra realized that these people were circling someone.

She tiptoed to look through the crowd and found a man there, he was crying as the people threw vegetables or rocks at him.

Patting on the middle-aged woman, Leandra asked, “What’s going on?” “Oh, nothing to worry about,” She replied, shaking her head.

“we caught a thief” Leandra nodded her head, ‘It’s an open marketplace.

It was not surprising if there were a lot of thieves here, their prisons must be full of thieves.

Making use of the party-some tried to steal and got caught” Shrugging her shoulders, she continued on ahead, leaving the marketplace.

It doesn’t matter what the people decide on what to do with that thief.

Considering that she was an outsider, she had no say in this.

Heading back to the hotel, Leandra channeled her ether to create a thin barrier when the sky suddenly began to pour.

It was already cloudy earlier, so she expected this.

Along the way-Leandra passed by the command center.

She trotted along the street calmly in the rain but she wasn’t wet.

Just then, as she was walking, she saw the lieutenant outside under the rain.

From her angle, she could see that he was on his knees and was doing something.

But she paid it no heed, the lieutenant might be mourning or paying a sacrifice for the Blood God for bringing in aid that saved the city.

Either way, Leandra was not going to disturb him and invade his personal space.

She walked past the command center and continued on to the hotel.

On the other hand, Rafi was drenched entirely under the rain.

In front of him was a small grave that he dug with his own two hands.

Because of the rain, the grave was beginning to be filled with water but one could see that a severed head was peeking from the shallow water.

It was Sir Balatin’s head-he was worried that one of his men would see him so he came out to bury the head when it started to rain.

Leaving the head on his desk was traumatizing.

Even if he wasn’t in the room or already put the head in a bag, he was restless because of it.

His only thought that could ease away this restlessness was to bury the head properly.

Clasping his hands together, he looked up to the cloudy sky, “Dear Blood God, he is a good- and dedicated servant of yours.

Accept his blood and let it flow back into you once more.

Let him be one with your sacred Eternal Blood River” As he said that, he glanced down at Sir Balatin’s head before looking at the sky again.

“Also, forgive me for what I’m about to do…” He murmured.

“Forgive the death I will foster”