Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 475

Chapter 475: I am Death’s Door!
If Chiron had not jumped as fast as he did, then the blade Emma stabbed through his back would have punctured his heart.

However, at the same time, she fell to the ground, Coughing up blood. The contract Emma had with Chiron was a master-servant contract.

This meant that the servant may never raise their hand on their master. If it were ever to happen, then the servant would die, regardless of how strong the servant was.

And then came a loud laughter that echoed through out the Temple. This was a very familiar voice. After all, it was Abel’s.

He immediately appeared from the ground. Chiron recognized him. He appeared behind her, “I hate your kind, but a deal is a deal.”

He grabbed her by her mouth, and then he poured the content of a bottle into it. After which he made a certain symbol on her body.

*CRACK!*

Like egg against stone, Chiron felt a crack within his soul, and then came the shattering.

It was over. What had broken was the Master-servant contract that he had with her. The materials necessary to break the master servant contract that he had with his slaves was not easy to get. Then again, the Holy Church was a monster in its own right.

Emma fell to the ground, breathing harshly. However, she wiped her mouth of the blood as she raised her head to Chiron. “Forgive me master. I picked freedom and love over a life time of servitude to you.”

Chiron stared at them lost for words. His face showed the level disbelieve of what was happening.

However, surprise did not hold Chiron for too long. “love for whom?” he asked.

“For me!” Prince Victor suddenly stepped out of a corner. He had a smug look on his face.

Chiron gave a dry chuckle, “who would have thought that your tongue would be so sweet that it even poisoned one of my own?”

“Poisoned? Don’t make me laugh, Nephew! I did not poison anything…” Prince Victor walked up to Emma, pulling her up to her feet.

And then the moment he grabbed her by the waist, he placed a deep kiss on her lips. “She is the love of my life, made to satisfy my cardinal sin. As I was made to satisfy her lust.”

Chiron raised a brow at this. He did not even know how he was going to berate either of the two. All he could do was chuckle coldly. He chuckled so hard that he coughed up blood.

It was now that he noticed that the blade to his heart had not been a normal one.

Immediately, he waved his hand for the Scabbard of his ancestors. Just as the scabbard appeared to heal him.

He heard a voice. “As the chief of the Chikitsa clan and heir to the ancestor, I challenge Chiron Chivalry as master of the Ancestral heritage.”

That voice was a very familiar one. Chiron turned in another direction and the person he saw was surprisingly his Uncle, Dona who had been chief of his Clan.

The last time Chiron saw this man was the day that Chiron had made him eat his own son. Back then he had been weakened mentally and physically. But now, Dona had a new resolve.

He was dressed in the white robes of the Holy church with their symbol on his chest.

However, the most surprising thing was the challenge that had been given to the Scabbard. After all, the Scabbard actually responded.

It shook in Chiron’s hands, refusing to heal him.

At the same time, Chiron could feel a kind of Decay from within his chest. It was familiar feeling. The Knife that Emma had stabbed him with had been anything but ordinary.

On sensing the failing of his body, the scabbard was about o move, but Chiron suddenly released his ferocious aura and the Scabbard seemed to sense the displeasure of its master.

However, this little hesitation at saving its master was all the men from the Holy church needed.

Danfo rushed over as he removed a bracelet on his arm, reciting an holy incantation as he placed it on Chiron’s hand.

As it did, the Bracelet glowed with an Holy light, and runes rushed around, tracing from the Bracelet to occupy Chiron’s body.

However, Chiron was incredibly decisive. With a wave of his left hand, he struck against his right hand, with his spiritual energy, cutting through like hot knife through butter.

Chiron had cut his own hand from the shoulder down.

And then he leaped in the air, in an attempt to keep a distance from Danfo, but just as he did, a massive punch located him while he was in mid air.

It had been from Kevin.

*BOOM!*

Chiron had smashed hard into a wall of prophecies for the Vandorian people.

Kevin landed on the ground, he laughed heartily, “Yes, that felt too good.”

Kevin’s hand had been chopped off the last time the holy church had faced Chiron back at the Chikitsa clan. Even though the church was capable of restoring his lost limb, they did not do it. The procedure was a very expensive one.

After the defeat they suffered at Chiron’s hands, it was even a privilege that they were allowed back into the Holy land.

For now, he was left with one hand. But that did not stop him from being a force not to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

Then again, he was still a Copper rank cultivator.

Prince Victor saw this and laughed. “Chiron, you are done for. You dare try to steal my throne from me!? Today, you shall visit the doors of Death!”

However, a subtle voice was heard, as if to echo off the walls. It was laughter. But it was not aggressive. It was like one had heard a joke that was not funny, but had to laugh, not at the joke, but at the stupidity of the person that had cracked the joke.

Chiron’s laughter was like a stain on the walls, as if to mock them.

Slowly, he pushed against the gravels, pulling himself up with his remaining hand.

“What do you mean?” Chiron stood up as his feet, staggard a bit and then his eyes looked at them, “… I am Death’s Door!”