Ascension of the Dark Seraph - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: A Letter of Invitation (1) Chapter 215: A Letter of Invitation (1) “Talking to himself…?

He really is a lunatic,” Zibbo mumbled inwardly.

From the encounter earlier with Caldaros, it became clear to him that Lucvar held some sort of grudge against that person.

Perhaps, it wasn’t him, but the Gods inside him that bore the grudge and inherited that hate to him.

Zibbo wasn’t entirely sure.

But it became apparent that he was dragged into their battle.

He didn’t want to pick a side, especially in a battle between Gods like this yet it’s too late now.

Lucivar has dragged him into a side by turning him into whatever he is right now.

“Hey,” Lucivar called, snapping Zibbo out of his daze.

“Give me your number so that I can contact you” “My number…?” Zibbo repeated in question but quickly gave it anyway.

Moments later.

Once he massacred the entire underground club, not only the brawns but also the workers, Lucivar had amassed a lot of spheres that he needed to digest.

Before he made his move against the Feradith Family, he needed to be optimal.

Looking down at the small paper in his hand, nothing Zibbo’s number, he nodded his head.

Lucivar took out his phone, well, Angel’s phone to be exact, and dialed a number.

It rang for a second until he exited the place and stepped into an alley.

“Hello…?” “Angel, you have a car, right?

Pick me up right now” “Lucivar?

You took my phone without my permission and even told me to wait by the telephone?!

And on top of that, why is my apartment reek of blood?

What happened here-while I’m asleep?

Don’t tell me… Did you drag me into something?!” Hearing the panicked voice from the other side, Lucvar placed the handphone away.

Seems like Angel is feisty in the morning, then again, who doesn’t?

“How else am I going to contact you?

I need a phone.

As for the blood, it’s nothing serious” “Nothing serious?

Sigh… I didn’t sign up for this” “Umm… I’m pretty sure you voluntarily signed up when you didn’t push me away last night” Lucivar cracked a smile, he knew Angel was regretting last night already.

Although he was planning to catch Angel off guard by coming late in the night, to make it easier for him to coax her when she was still sleepy, when her mind wasn’t in the right place-last night was a lot easier than he anticipated.

Mainly because Angel, on top of being sleepy, was also exhausted.

It was lucky of him to encounter her in that state.

Once he said that there was a pause on the other side.

Angel was now recalling what happened last night, the intimate moment both of them had.

Even though Lucivar couldn’t see her right now, he could practically feel her blush through the call.

“Is that it…?

Do you have anything more to say?” “Hmm?

What do you mean?

I want you to pick me up.

What more do you expect me to say?” “…” “…” “You’re such a heartless jerk…” “Heartless jerk?

I thought I made it quite obvious already” “Just tell me where you are-I’ll pick you up.

I really can’t believe you” Upon hearing that, Lucivar looked around-he wanted to quickly go to a secluded place, away from the noise, and absorb the accumulated spheres.

But then, his face froze as he realized something, “I… I think I didn’t think this through, where am I exactly?” Lucvar used the Soul Warrden spell to get here.

He already sent Oval and Heart to scan the area, making sure there were no Hybrids that were too strong for him to handle.

Once he teleported, he instantly appeared inside-the underground club.

Initially, he was planning to have Angel pick him up afterward.

But he miscalculated, he didn’t think it through-he didn’t know where he was.

“Are you serious?

Describe your surroundings, I know the entire city well” “Umm, I’m in an alley and there are chicken cages-with the chickens of course-some buildings” “What are you, a five-year-old?

Forget it, I’ll track my phone down” “Haha… Thanks” As soon as he got off the phone, Lucivar glanced to the side and saw a woman leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.

Seeing this woman, he blinked his eyes a couple of times to make sure what he was seeing was real.

“Ravenna…?” He mumbled in confusion and approached.

“What is she doing here?” “I heard you were imprisoned,” Once he was close enough, Ravenna said and glanced at him.

“Knowing you, I don’t think you’d stay in there for long and I was right.

How did you allow yourself to be captured like that?” Lucivar scratched his head, smiling acutely, “Is that worry I hear?” “Of course, we’re compatible after all,” Ravenna pushed her back to stand and put down her arms as she pivoted to face Lucivar directly.

She then walked over and stopped right beside him.

“But that’s what you get for bringing along Leandra instead of me, she brings bad luck” “Stalker alert,” Lucivar grinned cheekily.

“Did you miss me already?” “I don’t think you’re in any position to say that,” Ravenna answered, peeking down below.

Following the direction of her gaze, Lucivar looked down-before his eyes widened slightly when he saw his little junior woke up.

He didn’t realize that he was hard.

Killing people is quite exhilarating-but it wasn’t to the point of turning him on yet, this was because of Ravenna’s scent.

Lucivar could clearly feel his body remembering that rainy night with Ravenna and responded to it.

A light smile crept to Ravenna’s lips.

It seemed she liked his body’s reaction but the smile only remained briefly, Lucivar didn’t notice it.

Instead of being embarrassed, Lucivar double-down, refusing to hide it.

“What are you doing here?” He finally asked.

Upon hearing this, Ravenna went to the dumpster on the side and opened it.

Lucivar looked down and saw a fresh corpse in there, a man wearing a hoody-one that he had seen earlier.

“You got sloppy and let one slip away,” Ravenna answered-she let go of the dumpster’s lid as it slammed shut again.

“I’m here to see if you need any help.

Just tell me if there’s anything you need me to do.

Aren’t we supposed to be on the same team?” “I have it under control,” Lucivar shrugged.

“But if you want to help, follow and protect the twins” “In that case, I’ll go back,” Ravenna nodded.

She continued ahead to leave.

But then, a few paces away, she stopped to glance over at him, “By the way, Master Tobias, I was the one who notified him about you getting into trouble.

Leandra made it seem like you’re really in deep trouble so I called him as our family always do.

Lean on Master Tobias a bit, he has his ways of getting things done” As she said that, Lucivar could hear her footsteps getting further away.

‘So that’s how Tobias found out about my situation.

He must also research my problem with Callista but still, he should be following me or else he wouldn’t know my connection to the Trading Union.

Or was it all a coincidence?’ Lucivar questioned inside, becoming more uncertain about Tobias.

“Ah… What the hell?

Thinking about him always makes my head hurts’ On the other hand, Ravenna walked along the street and headed for the bus station.

Along the way, she looked down and frowned.

‘I marked him with my Predator Oculus ability and I know he’s been out since yesterday,’ She thought as her eyebrows dipped further.

‘He slept in sector 3 but where?

Is it the home of someone he knew?

No… it must be that person he called.

From the way he talked, it must be a woman’ Just then, a predatory gleam flashed in her eyes.

She clicked her tongue in displeasure and quickened her pace.

Several days passed silently.

It was the calm before the storm and the parties involved know it or at least feel the tension in the air.

The Feradith Family, the Crimson Wolf Clan, the Trading Union, and even the Hybrid Association-all of them could feel a bad premonition weighing down on them.

It felt like a death knell that kept on and on, spreading echoes in their bodies and souls.

For the Feradith Family and the Crimson Wolf Clan, both have no idea where it’s going to start.

None of them knew where the problem was going to arise.

Until one night, a letter came to their doorstep.

Ragnar, who was relaxing in a jacuzzi with three beautiful models, tilted his head when he saw one of his men approaching.

Not even saying anything first, the man only handed over a letter to him, “A letter came from a reliable source and the person said only you can read it” Once he said that the man excused himself.

Confused, Ragnar placed down the glass in his hand and opened the letter-ignoring the models asking him to come and join them.

He took the message out, expecting it to be from his Father or perhaps one of his spies.

But that doesn’t seem to be the case.

’10 P.M.

– Basement parking, Evergreen Plaza’ Inside the letter, Ragnar found a time and a place.

And on the bottom of the letter, there was an initial of the sender consisting of two letters-LA.

Upon seeing the initial, Ragnar pondered for a second.

It was only then that he realized who the sender was and almost instantly, he grinned.

Glancing over to the time on his phone, he found that it was still early in the morning.

Ragnar has plenty of time to prepare until the designated time.

“I know he wouldn’t be easily taken down.

He missed the deadline I gave him, but I’m not going to complain,” He muttered and quickly climbed out of the jacuzzi and put on his bathrobe.

“Seems like my victory will be tonight.

Father will be proud of me” Stepping out of the room, he turned to face the guard on the side, “Prepare the available clan members, only those who are at least in the Acolyte rank.

Tell them to eat hearty for tonight, our clan will change for good…” “As you wish,” the guard nodded and turned away.

… On the other hand, inside a private plane that was currently soaring above the clouds.

A man, equipped with an air of confidence and power sat cross-legged, reading the news on a tablet.

It was the article regarding the Feradith Family, Callista’s campaign to clear her family names.

Just then as he was reading, making sure that everything was going smoothly, a notification appeared that caught his attention.

Opening his email, he saw a new mail from a spy of his that specified a letter meant for him.

Below is the attachment of the letter, a single photo.

Once the man clicked on it, the photo was opened, revealing the content.

‘8 P.M.

– Basement parking, Evergreen Plaza’ ‘If you cherish your daughters, ensure your presence.

Don’t bring Callista’ ‘Sincerely, the savior.’ Upon reading the content, the man couldn’t help but frown.

It was a clear threat and the sender was obvious, “That kid is not to be underestimated,”