Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Once more, everyone with their own plans.
Victor gave Emma one more kiss on the forehead before she left for the exit of his room.

However, before she left through the doors, he smiled at her, “I will get it for you!”

She nodded half heartedly and then she covered her face with her veil and walked out.

“That is enemy territory!” A deep, but calm voice suddenly went out.

Sharply, Victor turned to the sound of it, “Bloody hell! can you please stop doing that?”

The man behind him had half is body in the room and the other half as if he was melting into the wall.

This man had very distinctive features.

His hair was bright yellow and his eyes were green. He wore a white robes with the sun symbol of a very famous organization on his chest.

If Sheyi was here, he would have recognized this man nearly immediately. After all, only moments ago, he had been arrested by his twin sister.

“Abel! what do you want now?” Victor asked as he put on his robe and reached for a bottle of wine and glass on the table. After which he headed to a parlor with the room.

“Simple really! for you to climb unto the throne. Or is that not what we all desire?” Abel replied.

Abel’s body dematerialized back into the wall and appeared where Victor was.

Victor gave him an annoyed look.

Abel chuckled a bit, “Didn’t I tell you? I told you long before he arrived that Chiron Chivalry was coming for your throne, and now,” Abel suddenly materialized behind him, with his hands on Victor’s shoulder. He whispered in his ear, “he has sent his servant to poison your heart. At the rate you are going, she’ll persuade you to leave the throne and you will succumb.”

“NEVER!!!”

Victor turned aggressively, throwing the glass in his hand at Abel. Of Course Abel dodged it.

“I’ll never give up the throne of Vandora. It’s mine. My birth right!” Victor breathed aggressively and his spiritual energy was in the air. It looked a bit unstable due to the fluctuations in his emotions.

Abel pretending not to notice the prince’s anger took a look at the broken glass cup in the corner and then he smiled at Victor, “Well, as it stands, I really doubt that! We, the holy church reached out to you only a month ago because we knew that you needed our help. A disturbing tumor has found its way into your house and with our help, you can pluck it out. ”

Victor clenched his fists, “Don’t give me that bull shit Abel! We both know that the only reason you are here is because of our spirit cr ystal mines. Because of the pact with the Dragon zordiac house, you can not make the kingdom of Vandora pay tribute to the holy church unless its next king pledges loyalty.”

“Hahahah!!!” Abel laughed a little, “Now! Now!! You don’t have to say it like that. We are more of…” he paused, “PARTNERS! you give us what we want and we help you ascend the throne.”

“I have told you before, I will be king. There is no need…”

“Are you still going on about that?” Abel asked in sarcasm, “If I am not mistaking, even the temple is on Chiron’s side. Listen to me Victor.” Abel materialized in front of him, staring at him in the eyes, “If Chiron becomes king, an evil child will have the protection of the Zodiac houses. That will spell the end. Especially for you! Instead of you to be banging every hole on two legs, you can at least find a way against your new rival. After all, the word out in the world is that he destroyed his own clan.”

Victor frowned at this.

“Oh! you haven’t heard?” Abel continued “The Chikitsa clan is now no more. You have a child capable of genocide on your hands. You will do well to handle him consciously.”

Abel suddenly turned and dematerialized into the wall, fading away.

“Wait!” Victor called out.

Abel paused and came back to him, “Hmmm!?”

“If you want to help me, I will be needing something!”

“And what is that?”

“A herb! It might be nearly impossible to get it here, but definitely not difficult for the holy church! I want a broken chain blood flower!”

Abel frowned, “But that is used to break blood contracts!”

“I know!!!”

…

Chiron was in a lotus position in his room. “Hunter, get me your sister, Emma!”

Shortly, Emma was the first as she came out of the shadow pool.

She bowed to him. “Master!”

“I take you enjoyed your meal!?”

“Yes!”

“Good! remember under no circumstance are you nor Carla to reveal your true form. For reasons I don’t understand, commander Hardstone has decided not to reveal your identities as demons. As long as you don’t change forms, the experts will not know your true nature. This might be the territory of the Zodiac house, but the presence of demons is frowned at everywhere. ”

“Yes master!” She bowed again.

“Good! Now for other matters. you’ll…”

….

The night in the kingdom of Vandora went beautifully like any other night that had ever come. But a lot of undercurrents had been set in rolling stone.

Many made their own individual plans for the future of the country.

It had only been a night, but for the seat of power, it was definitely longer.

Rumours spread through the kingdom like wild fire in a forest of dried wood.

After all, the hunt for the throne was now in a state of unbalance.

Clan members met and made their own preparations.

New allies were formed and even new enemies were made.

Fate had already started to turn in both near and far places.

All because of Chiron’s arrival.

Sometimes, much did not need to be done when one was in a state of power to increase one’s strength.

Such was the way of the strong.

While the land was already anticipating the chaos that would definitely ensure, Chiron remained in his room.

He had sent Emma away after some other plans were made and now, he had sunk once more into a meditative state.

Firstly, he brought out the system to try an experiment.

He sent a fate point into one of his stats.

It was strength under Aura.

However, the stat did not increase.

It was not until he sent about eight points did the stat increase by one.

This confirmed a suspicion that he had.

Fate points still made him stronger but not like it did before.

Now, he required many times the amount to increase his stats by even one point.

In other words, even if he used all his fate points on growth, he would only barely increase in strength.

Even at this time, he could still see as his fate points slowly increased.

Every few minutes to an hour, his fate points would increase.

Apparently, the chaos he caused back at the Chikitsa clan was now making passive income in fate points for him.

This was a good thing.

But it was too slow, and the more Chiron increased his power, the more fate points he would be needing.

He had to opt for a better solution.

Of course that would mean the throne.

But that did not mean that he was going to ignore his personal growth just for his strife for the throne. Also, only the stars knew when the king was going to die for Chiron to take the throne.

That was also something he was planning to organize later on.

But for now, other plans had to be made.

Chiron opened the system store and then he purchased something that he had never purchased before.

It was a skill. Or rather, it was an ability.

to purchase this ability, he spent five hundred points.

Of course there was a more permanent form of this skill. But that one costs Three thousand fate points.

After all, he would literally be going against space and time.

This skill was *Teleport*

This was a skill only a select group of people could have and even then, it was limited to their immediate environment.

However, with Chiron, it was different.

For him, it was limited to any place that he had been to before.

This skill could only be activated twice. And that was for two round trips.

Going and coming.

This meant that he could go to any place he had been to before and back again twice.

For the oncoming plans, Chiron needed this skill.

Also, things were currently moving out of his control and will.

The initial plan was to follow along the path of the original MC. This way, he could maximize benefits for himself.

But after having that dream where he saw what he was sure that he saw, he suddenly had second plans about that idea.

That did not mean that he was willing to forfeit the advantage of knowing the future that was to come, but he would only put one foot in the waters.

After getting the skill, Chiron went into the training chambers of the system to train his legs.

Increasing the load of gravity.

….

The next day came fast, and Chiron got a knock on his door.

It was Tanya the maid, “You have been invited by the king to the weekly council meeting of clan chiefs…”