Although speaking of Ragnarok reminded him of the fact that he still had to get skilled in that class to increase the bond level progress.
The only person that ca to his mind for this was his butler, Eduardo. But he wondered if the old man was ready to hear that he had more classes than just Caster and Summoner.
He sighed, then decided within his thoughts that he was going to ask him regardless.
Ethan called for his status windows and took in the view of it all, scrolling through the information with a thoughtful expression.
As he did, he rembered what Isabella had said about her father possessing a beast-class summon. And suddenly, he got ambitious as well.
It was an intrinsic characteristic of the soul of Allen living within this body. A grin appeared on his lips.
He wanted a summon at the sa level too.
Although he knew it would still take a while and would cost him an absurd amount of experience points, he decided to dedicate himself to that grind.
This then prompted him to take a closer look at his experience points balance.
He stared at the number for a mont, then shook his head and muttered, "I need way more."
[OVERALL SYSTEM STATUS]
[Host: Ethan Alexander Stark]
[Age: 18]
[Race: Half-Demon/Half-Dragon]
[Classification: Hybrid]
[Demon Trait: Amplification]
[Dragon Trait: Inverse]
[Race Perks:
-Regeneration
-Dragon Physiology (Hatchling → 45%)]
[Special Perks: All Class, Infinite Mana, Eyes of the Sage]
[Talent Level]
-Summoner: Ex
-Caster: SS
-Saber: S
-Magi-Engineer: S
-Ranger: C
-Warrior: C
-Guardian: D
[Inventory:
-Ragnarok
-Growth Sprout Rune
-Jenner’s Grimoire]
[Experience Points: 27,950]
[SUMMONER STATUS]
[Summoner Level: 2]
[Summon Contracts: 3]
[Summoner Skills:
-Basic Summoning
-Borrow (Lv.3)
-Bonding (Lv.1)]
[CASTER STATUS]
[Caster Skills:
-Fireball (Tier 4)
-Lesser Heal (Tier 3)
-Air Bullets (Tier 4)
-Air Bomb (Tier 4)
-Lightning Fury Bolts (Tier 5)
-Ars Levitas (Tier 6)]
[OTHER CLASSES HAVE NO STATUS TO DISPLAY]
——
Later that day, Belsorth Academy had closed for the day, and students were making their way out through the gates in small groups.
"Man, Ethan pisses off sotis," Percival muttered to himself as he walked toward the exit. "And he won’t even say what he’s doing."
This was the third day, and Ethan still hadn’t shown up yet.
Even Wilson finally turned up in class today, and it took Mr Kieran interfering to stop a fight Percival was determined to give the Heydrich for abducting his best friend.
The last ti Percival had heard from Ethan was a brief text that simply said he wouldn’t be coming to classes for a few days, stating he had sothing to deal with.
He offered no further details or explanations regardless of how many tis Percival asked on chat.
The werewolf sighed. He had just decided right then that he was going to turn up at the manor, perhaps toward evening.
If Ethan wasn’t going to tell him what was going on, he’d just show up and find out himself.
——
About forty-five minutes after dismissal at Belsorth...
There was a buzz at the main gate leading into the Stark compound.
The buzzing system, similar to a bell, was placed outside the main gate for visitors or outsiders who intended to enter the grounds. The sound it made would ring on the other end within the manor, prompting those inside to go answer at the gates.
Since Eduardo wasn’t available at the mont, it fell on Valerie, who had, of course, changed back into her butler’s uniform by this hour.
When she reached the gates and looked through, she was mildly surprised to see the Princess waiting in the car that had brought her to the manor.
Valerie quickly opened the gate and bowed respectfully.
Eventually, Isabella entered the manor, ushered in by Valerie.
Ethan had just walked down the stairs when she spotted him.
Without hesitation, she reached out with open arms and embraced him warmly. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, smiling.
They separated for a mont, staring into each other’s eyes. Then Isabella turned briefly toward Francesca, who was standing nearby with a smile on her face.
"Good evening, Francesca," Isabella said kindly.
"Good evening, Princess," Francesca replied, beaming. "It’s so lovely to see you again."
"You as well," Isabella said with a genuine smile.
Francesca clasped her hands together. "Would you like to prepare sothing for you, dear? Tea? Snacks?"
"Oh, I’m fine for now, thank you," Isabella replied politely.
Francesca nodded, still smiling, then stepped back to give them space.
Isabella turned back to Ethan, still standing within his arms. Her expression shifted to one of curiosity.
"When I saw your text from this morning, I knew I had to be here after class," she said. "I want to know all about it."
She was clearly excited to hear how they had finally caught Victor.
Ethan chuckled and gently pulled her along until they reached one of the couches in the living room. They sat down together, with her hand resting on his.
"Alright," Ethan said with a grin. "Where do I even start?"
——-
At this point in ti, Sabina Keating, the vampire wife of the now-dead Victor, was pacing frantically about in their room.
She tapped her Arcphone restlessly in her palms, her eyes darting to the screen every few seconds.
Victor hadn’t returned since he left that morning. And he wasn’t answering any of her calls.
She had grown anxious as a result.
Right then, there was a knock on their door and her face glead with relief. This had to be him.
She rushed to the door and yanked it open, only to be t with the aging face of an old man wearing glasses.
This was Eduardo. And he had just tracked down the address that had been sent to him that number by his sources.
"Sabina Keating?" he asked with a pleasant smile on his face.
"Who are you?" she asked, with growing irritation in her voice.
"My na is Eduardo," he replied calmly. "And I was hoping one of your previous husbands had told you about ."
Then he opened his eyes fully, revealing the reddish-amber glow they possessed.
Her eyes widened in absolute terror the mont she saw it. Suddenly his very presence gave off aura of an apex predator.
And before it, she felt like an ant. She hadn’t even realized when she took an involuntary step backward.
It finally made sense why Victor had been so afraid of this man.
Eduardo still had that sa calm smile on his face as he watched her reaction.
Then she noticed sothing else. The man held a katana in one hand. It was at this mont that all her instincts scread for her to flee.
And she listened.
She turned on her heel and vanished in a blur of motion, slamming directly through the window behind her so that she could land outside and escape.
Glass shattered violently as her body crashed through.
"Oh?" Eduardo shook his head in amusent, then sighed. "Hm... perhaps I’ll give her a head start."
He raised his right hand and began counting slowly on his fingers.
"One... two..."
Instantly, he too moved in a blur of motion, launching himself through the sa shattered window in pursuit of the fleeing vampire.
Whoosh!
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