"...who knows, he might be able to help you with your situation!"
Seris’s eyes flashed with chilling killing intent when Marquis Blood Fiend ntioned this peculiar point, and Veyra had a similar expression as she frowned slightly.
"If her highness, Dread Duchess, is protecting this Young Lord Nomad, and if he’s also that important for the Evernight Council, then I don’t think approaching him would be easy, not to ntion befriending such a person," Veyra stated matter-of-factly as she glanced at Marquis Blood Fiend.
"I agreed with you. However," Marquis Blood Fiend nodded before he looked at Seris, who had turned silent while emitting a faint killing intent, and a bloody light flashed in his eyes, "...have you forgotten about those four ’attendants’ of Evil Diva that you’ve been training as a favor to Evil Diva?"
Veyra’s eyes shone with realization as she vaguely guessed what Marquis Blood Fiend was implying and couldn’t help but look at her daughter with an admirable smile.
"Previously, I didn’t understand why you agreed to such a request, even if it was from Evil Diva, and you’ve never told us about what Evil Diva’s specific request was, except for training those four, but your father trusted your judgnt.
", on the other hand, I tried to investigate their background, but found nothing and was a bit worried...I guess I’ve been too narrow-minded, but can you bla your mother for worrying about my little girl?"
"I don’t bla you at all!" Seris muttered while snuggling in her mother’s arms.
Veyra was gratified while she chuckled in self-mockery. Still, she didn’t seem to be ashad about accepting her fault as she continued, "Anyhow, Evil Diva, after all, is the only disciple of her highness, Dread Duchess, and since you’ve accepted her request, I don’t think it’ll be excessive to ask her to return the favor, right?"
Marquis Blood Fiend nodded in approval as he spoke to Seris with gratification, "Indeed, Evil Diva is the only one who could co in contact with this Young Lord Nomad, and if I hadn’t known better, I would’ve thought you had already predicted this outco when you accepted those three..."
While Marquis Blood Fiend and Veyra were flattering and admiring their daughter’s foresight, they failed to notice a flicker of darkness flashing in the depths of Seris’s eyes, and her expression went blank for a fleeting mont...
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At this mont, on the southern training grounds of the Heart Chamber, four figures were sitting cross-legged upon runic circles that were continuously channeling dense and pure Abyssal Qi directly into their bodies.
Furthermore, this Abyssal Qi gathering formation was an Abyssal-Grade-7 formation that could help even Abyssal Lords cultivate without half the effort and twice the result.
Usually, this formation was only reserved for Seris as the heiress of the Crimson Vein Hall, but now these four mysterious figures were using it, and not even the Marquis Blood Fiend was aware of it.
These four were precisely the sa ’attendants’ of Evil Diva that had appeared out of nowhere and drawn everyone’s attention from the Crimson Vein Hall, including the Marquis and Viscount.
The reason behind their scrutiny was, of course, Seris, who had never shown any interest in others and considered everyone a stepping stone, had suddenly taken those four under her wings. She was going to ntor them at Evil Diva’s request.
Although eting the four ’attendants’ under the request of Evil Diva was already giving her more than enough face, accepting those four attendants was another matter, especially for soone like Seris.
Even though Marquis Blood Fiend didn’t interfere in this matter and only asked Seris once, he had secretly investigated those four, just like Veyra, and found nothing, making him slightly worried.
However, after observing them for a while, they realized that they really seed to be training under Seris’s brutal thods, and Marquis’s suspicion died down.
But he still doesn’t understand why Seris would have agreed to it, and he thinks there’s so hidden deal between Evil Diva and Seris that interests his daughter enough to do sothing against her nature.
Nonetheless, ti continued to pass, and everything remained the sa within the heart chamber, and the Crimson Vein Hall, and these four never leave this place. Almost everyone had forgotten about their existence, until today...
Among these four ’attendants’, the one sitting at the very back of the other three, she seed to be imrsed in cultivation.
But if Marquis Blood Fiend were to use his Abyssal Sense on her at this mont, he would’ve seen a fragile, ethereal thread connected to her forehead, and on the other end, it seed to be long, going beyond the heart chamber.
Furthermore, the thread seed to pulse like a nerve, and with every pulse, a scene was unraveling within this woman’s mind, as if she had an extra pair of eyes.
As for those scenes, they were identical to whatever Seris was seeing with her own eyes, and not only that, but her thoughts, mories, and everything were exposed within this woman’s mind.
It was as if Seris was just an empty body, and this woman was her actual mind!
At that mont, her lips suddenly curled up in an enthralling smile as she used a secret thod to speak with the three others in their heads.
Although this thod was similar to spirit transmission, it was far more secure, and no one could even sense the faintest fluctuation. However, this thod was only possible between these four and couldn’t be used with others, but for them, it was more than enough.
She spoke, "Girls, I think sothing interesting has happened."
One of them asked in a curious tone, "Oh, what is it? Marquis has summoned that fiend girl, I guess it’s related to it, right?"
"Hehe, indeed, I’ll be sharing this information through the ’Evil Channel’ now, you’ll understand once you see it yourself."
The next mont, under this woman’s control, Seris’s mories started to flood into the other three won’s minds, and they all saw the sa thing as their ’superior’.
At that mont, after getting a clear picture of the situation, one of them couldn’t help but exclaim with a hint of annoyance, "Miss, do you think this Young Lord Nomad is...?"
Suddenly, the ’miss’ opened her bewitching eyes, and they shimred with great intrigue and confidence, "Heh, I guess now every old mber knows about that familiar pattern of ’work’...indeed, I’m over 90% certain that this Young Lord Nomad is our dear House Leader~!"
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