"You smell...funny, son!"
("Crap, my secret has been found out...as expected.") thought Patrick.
"On your first free day, I want you to come to my estate and explain all of this to me." whispered the Archbishop.
Archbishop McKenna left Patrick and went to the dining room, along with his assistant priest.
("Phew, I thought there would be a fight right in the Royal Palace.") thought Patrick. ("But it's gonna be troublesome later, ugh!")
---
Patrick returned to his room, and when he turned around, he saw an unsightly scene. His valet, Alfred, was sniffing his own armpit.
"What are you doing?" Patrick asked sternly.
"I'm trying to find the smell on me." Alfred replied.
"Why?" Patrick asked.
"Because when the Archbishop whispered to your ear, I heard the word 'smell'..."
"No...stop!" Patrick stopped Alfred. "My godfather was talking about something else, not about you."
"Really. That's a relief. It would be a shame if a servant of the Royal Family had an unpleasant smell."
"Enough. Go fetch some food for me. I'm hungry." Patrick ordered.
"Alright. I will go immediately." Alfred replied and left immediately to get some food for Patrick.
***
The next day, Patrick continued to study online and learning Dyrroth's skills. This time, he managed to learn two of Dyrroth's skills, Burst Strike and Spectre Step successfully. It was somehow easier compare to Layla's since he learned with his own claws, not with a heavy rifle that shot out big energy blasts. After successfully learning those two skills, both Patrick's Strength and Agility raised up to 17.
In the evening, Saber returned to him.
"Anything new?" asked Patrick.
"The Taoists no longer patrol the areas around the school." replied Saber, without any emotion.
"...That demon will return to the area soon...and this time, we will hunt him." said Patrick.
"Huh...I thought you would manipulate others to fight for you again." said Dyrroth.
"I think I should use you guys more...that's all." replied Patrick.
"Stop lying...you want Battle Points and EXP, right?" Dyrroth said.
***
After a long time, the big bro finally returned to the areas around Diluculum High School. Unlike Patrick, he did not know what was going on around the school, so he risked it and chose a day randomly to go to the school at sunset.
Fortunately for him, the Taoists had already left.
("Ugh, this school has freaking too many students...maybe, I should sneak into the school tonight and hide inside till school day...the roof of the school will protect me from sunlight...perfect.") the big bro thought when he saw hundreds of students coming out of the school.
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At midnight,
The guards in the school were all sleeping although it was in their job description that some of them had to stay awake at night to watch over the school.
The big bro, with his demon constitution, easily climbed the wall and entered the school without being detected.
("Where should I hide myself?") the big bro asked himself.
"Sniff...sniff...this is a demon's smell!"
Suddenly, the big bro felt a demon's aura and smell.
"Find that demon!" De Vil ordered the big bro through telepathy.
The big bro followed the smell until he reached the rooftop of one of the buildings in the school.
CREAK
The big bro opened the door and stepped into the rooftop area. He could see a demon at the balcony, his back was facing the big bro and he was looking below.
"Long time no see." a male voice said to the big bro.
"This voice...you are..." the big bro was surprised.
Before the big bro could finish his words, Dyrroth used his Spectre Step and attacked him, slamming him to the wall beside the door.
"Argh..." the big bro screamed.
"Shhhhh" Dyrroth put his index finger on his lips, while his other hand ripped out the demon's tongue.
However, the tongue quickly regenerated.
"Fast regeneration, huh?" said Dyrroth.
"It's because of you that we fell into this predicament and my brothers died...so DIE." the big bro said while a blood red gun formed in his hand.
But before the big bro could shoot his gun, Dyrroth's tail attacked his hand and the gun fell far away.
"You think I'm gonna let you..."
Before Dyrroth finished his words, another blood red gun formed in the big bro's hand. But once again, Dyrroth's tail hit his hand and that gun also fell far away.
BANG
Dyrroth dodged, but the red bullet did scratch his hard skin.
"Haha...surprise...these gun are a part of me, so you can never separate me from them." the big bro said, while showing the third red gun in his other hand.
"Now I'm gonna kill you." he added.
"DON'T kill him!" De Vil ordered the big bro through telepathy.
"But...arghhh"
Before the big bro could argue with his master, he was hit by Dyrroth's Burst Strike. And before he could regain his sense, Dyrroth used Spectre Step and hit him the second time with that skill, making him fall down.
"Argh!"
"You idiot!" De Vil shouted.
Without letting the big bro a chance to retaliate again, Dyrroth used his Ultimate Skill, Abysm Strike, aiming for the big bro's head.
CRASH
The big bro's head was crushed and he died.
And just like his two brothers, his death body began to transform something inhuman, many eyes and jaws appeared all over his body.
"If you had been stronger, you could have used these things. But pitifully..." said Dyrroth.
***
"Argh!" De Vil was super angry now. He had lost all three spawns that he turned.
("If my level had been higher, I would have been able to attack that demon through his body. Now I lost my clues about the Abyssal Demon Progenitor.") De Vil thought angrily.
***
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Patrick received the System's notifications while he was rushing to the rooftop.
"What! You already killed him!" Patrick shouted.
Before coming here, Patrick had made a plan to kill the demon himself. He wanted to test out his skills on a living target and he also wanted to find out if he directly killed the target, would the System give him more BPs?
"It couldn't be helped since he was pitifully weak!" replied Dyrroth.
"Ugh, fine!"
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"Thamuz, please clean this place up!" Patrick ordered.
"You called me out just to clean this place!!!" Thamuz roared.
BOOM
Suddenly, all of them heard explosion sound, which was a reaction to Thamuz's anger.. And when they looked down, all the night guards were up.
"Oh no, we need to leave here right now!" said Patrick.
Thamuz turned his head and spit on the big bro's body. Instead of saliva, lava came out and soon the body was kind of cremated. Patrick then unsummoned both Dyrroth and Thamuz and then ran away. With his hybrid constitution, he successfully escaped the school.
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Abyss, inside the System's dimension,
"Why didn't you let the weak boy practice his skills?" Thamuz asked.
"At first, I intended so. But I changed my mind. Many demons are connected to the demon that turned them. As a result, the latter can see, hear, feel what the former see, hear, feel. When I was fighting that demon, I could feel that he hadn't been turned for long. And if that demon was alive when he met pitiful Master, Master would be discovered." replied Dyrroth.
"...Could it be...the Demon Progenitor of those demons outside the Abyss... has returned?" Thamuz mumbled.