Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son Chapter 369 [Wedding By Blood] [21] [Mother]

369 [Wedding By Blood] [21] [Mother]

"Uahh."

Stretching my body, I took a deep breath, surveying my surroundings.

The Asuras who had escorted us back gave a respectful bow before walking away.

'What should I do now?'

I pondered as I stared at the grand palace of the Davana Kingdom.

First, I need to take a clear look at the resurrection orb that I stole.

'It was protected by a layer.'

A type of protection, huh?

Lost in thought, I started walking toward the palace.

There were so many things I needed to check on.

Hmm?

Just as I took a step forward, a bulky figure blocked my path.

My gaze t Lysander's crimson eyes as he towered over , his stance rigid and hostile.

I frowned. "What?"

"Are you a fallen angel?" he asked, his voice serious.

"Yeah, I am." I t his glare without flinching. "What about it?"

There was no point in denying it.

'He must have seen my wings back then.'

"Then what does this an?" He pointed at my horns, his tone sharp. "Why do you have sothing that belongs to an Asura?"

My brows knitted together.

The fuck is wrong with him?

"That's none of your business," I scoffed.

Lysander clenched his fist as he glared at and the look in his eyes....

I could clearly see deep-rooted hatred in them.

'Should I just put him in place?'

Even though it could backfire since I was on Asura territory, I couldn't help the urge.

"What are you doing, big brother?"

Sibry stepped between us, giving a cautious glance.

I just rubbed the back of my neck and walked past them.

I have no interest in being with him.

"Mark my words," Lysander growled, pushing his sister aside. "As long as I live, you won't be the Head of Segyal Highbloods."

I turned back towards him.

"Like I said before," I replied calmly, "neither you nor your pathetic excuse of a father can do anything about ."

Lysander's body blurred.

He rushed towards at an alarming rate—.

'No. He is slow.'

I followed his movents effortlessly, watching his clenched fist rush toward my face.

But—.

It stopped inches away.

"....."

His hand trembled slightly as five blades of condensed mana hovered mid-air, their tips pressed against his neck from all angles.

I looked into his eyes.

And—.

Smiled.

His face twisted in anger, but he lowered his fist, seemingly aware of how close he was to death.

"I'll warn you once," I said, patting his shoulder. "Don't bother again."

I turned as I started walking back inside the palace.

Turning my back on him, I continued toward the palace.

Raising my hand, I conjured another mana blade, coating it with a thin layer of control linked to my fingers.

I tested it, making the blade follow my hand's movents.

It wasn't traditional telekinesis but sothing I could work with.

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'It was easy.'

All I needed was to maintain the mana flow.

Dispersing the blade, I walked past groups of people without paying them any mind.

'They won't know about the destruction of Artemis city until the wedding is over.'

It was a pretty big event for the Asuras, and if the news gets out now, it will definitely affect their image.

So, until all this is over, they chose to remain quiet about the battle of demigods.

I let out a sigh. Taking a turn, I found a girl sneaking around the place.

I slowly walked towards her, making sure to keep her oblivious to my presence.

Zenith peeked out from behind a huge pillar, as if she was stalking soone.

I slowly crept behind her, looking at what she was seeing.

'Hmm?'

It was a huge statue of Goddess Anant.

A few maids were cleaning it with utmost care.

I frowned. "What's happening?"

Zenith jumped like a startled cat, crashing into .

She lost her balance, and I caught her by the waist, stopping her fall.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Zenith's face flushed bright red as she looked up at , still caught in my arms.

"I-I wasn't doing anything!" she stamred, struggling to get out of my arms.

"Anyway, why are you here?" I asked, looking at her.

She opened her mouth, hesitated, then turned beet red again.

"Don't co near !" she snapped, pointing accusingly. "You pervert!"

I tilted my head in confusion. "Pervert?"

"Yes! You pervert! Manwhore! Ladyboy!"

I blinked, completely dumbfounded. "What the hell are you talking about?"

She averted her gaze, her face sohow even redder. "I don't want to talk to you!"

Saying so, she turned on her heels and ran away.

"What is wrong with this girl?" I mumbled, looking at her departing figure.

Why would she call a manwhore all of a sudden?

'....Ah.'

Sothing clicked in my mind.

'Did she co to realize that I am Avilea's father?'

I don't see any other reason for her to be so flustered.

'But what is she trying to find?'

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'...Right.'

One of my so-called wives was supposed to nearly die.....

'Inna.'

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'What are the chances that it's you.'

Wait, what am I asking?

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She turned silent.

For a long while, she didn't say a single word.

'Forget I asked—.'

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Her teasing voice echoed in my head, making grimace.

'Don't ever—'

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'...'

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'.....'

I chose to ignore her as I walked back to my room.

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"Can you leave alone?"

I groaned, staring at the ceiling of my room as Inna continued to pester .

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'....'

Letting out a long, weary sigh, I pushed myself up.

As I willed it, the mark on the back of my hand glowed.

An oblique image of the World Tree appeared in front of .

'It's growing quite fast.'

Despite it being only a few days, the tree had almost reached a height of two ters.

Its pulsating energy, mixed with a faint hellish aura, made it look majestic.

Ignoring the tree for now, I pulled out an item from the sa subspace.

'Iffa's ability is quite useful.'

Even the demigods couldn't sense a thing.

The orb slowly materialized in the real world, releasing a thick, almost suffocating life energy that filled the entire room.

I took out my spectra glasses and put them on, studying the orb carefully.

The first thing that caught my attention was the thin layer of runes floating around it, shifting colors from green to gold every other second.

'Like I thought, it's protected by sothing.'

I willed the spectra glasses to scan the orb, not really expecting any results.

But—

Much to my surprise, a docunt erged from the thousands stored within the glasses.

"What the fuck?"

Frowning, I straightened up and read the file. Its title caught my eye imdiately: "Orb of Oath."

I skimd through the contents, taking ntal notes of a few key points.

Like to use the orb one must first et a few conditions.

Such as the patient being on the verge of death.

A high-level mastery over life energy.

There was also a peculiar requirent: To make an oath.

"Why an oath?" I muttered, still combing through the docunt.

But sothing about it didn't sit right with .

'Why does it feel like the docunt isn't entirely accurate?'

I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling uneasy.

It was as if so crucial detail was missing.

I let out a sigh as I looked at the orb floating in my hand.

'....Inna.'

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'Is it just my imagination, or is the docunt older than the orb itself?'

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'...Hmm.'

So, soone completed what the first Head of Segyal Highbloods started?

'Maybe it was Buinal himself who made this... or his reincarnation?'

There was one more thing I needed to address.

Closing my eyes, I focused my will—

—A red door appeared before .

'...'

I stared at the door in silence, the urge to open it gnawing at .

But I couldn't bring myself to do it.

'What if it's sothing that will hurt again?'

Sothing I would be better off not knowing.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, and the red door faded away, leaving back in my room.

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