He looked on condescendingly.
- So, dear biological son, not too hurt I hope! Stupid question, since you are. So I warn you again at the risk of repeating myself, which is very rare and for which you should be grateful. You're going to tell me why you're looking for him or I swear that next time you won't have the strength to get up.
The luxurious clothes of the famous writer were as soaked with water as with blood.
He stood up calmly, wiping his face with his hands, then faced his rival again with more dignity and annoying stubbornness, and smiled in return.
- Very impressive I must admit, so much so that I can already imagine the student having surpassed the master. But you see, your example has a flaw.
- And could you tell me what it is? asked the intrigued beast.
- Zot might hate you for what you did to me. As you just pointed out earlier, blood ties are always the strongest.
- Only if it's the truth in Zot's case.
- That's what you'd like to believe, isn't it, Zion?
- So that reason?
Kreiz tried a trickle of blood from his mouth. Then, looking at his enemy for a moment before deciding, he turned his head and began to speak.
- Lirane needs blood.
- Your sister?
- Yes. And Zot's only daughter. But neither my mother's nor mine are compatible enough for her.
- Why does your sister need blood?
-Because her body doesn't have enough. Then the specialists informed us that she needs to get plenty of blood from the most powerful member of her family, who unfortunately is my biological father. And with Zot's, whose energy and vitality are so amazing, Lirane would only need a single transfusion to recover.
- I see. And for that reason, I'll keep my principles to myself and force myself to help you. But there is one major problem!
- What is it?
- You see, Zot went on a trip. He's brought a whole bunch of women with him. A very lucky man in my opinion, it is for this kind of thing that I feel jealousy. Anyway, now that he's very far away, I'm going to tell him immediately how serious the situation is. But I must warn you that even with phenomenal speed, which he obviously possesses, he won't be able to return for a good week.
- I see," exclaimed the writer contemptuously. Like master like disciple, right?
- Yes, it goes without saying. And I am so proud of.
- I'm not going to talk about such a disgusting subject. So he can't come back for seven days, right?
- Exactly, you got it.
- It's okay, Lirane would be perfectly capable of holding out for that amount of time. In fact, to tell you the truth, she can do it for a long time. But Mom and I want to see her heal as soon as possible. And whatever it takes, whether it's through this degrading process, we are willing to go through it to get there.
- For our trouble, yes.
- Especially for us. Now, I'd like you to contact him.
- I will, but not now. I'll do it as soon as you leave Vaegos. And this time, don't bother coming back. Otherwise, I'll come to you in your territory to settle your fate once and for all. And don't forget that your family is there too.
Kreiz was silent for a moment before walking over to Zion and grabbing the shiny fur. His eyes gleamed with an icy, murderous glow.
- Let's be clear, did you just threaten my family?
- That's exactly what I just did. The sovereign without fear nor hesitation affirmed with a terrifying impassibility. And I see that they are right! You're really smart, doctor.
Kreiz was shaken but will never admit it. They both knew anyway that Zion was the stronger and more dangerous.
- So let me threaten you back, you monster. You may be the ruler here, the undisputed leader of the infinite empire and the supreme master of beasts. But if you ever cross its borders, which you defend so harshly and with such contempt, to enter mine, and there I am very strong. I will know how to take the life out of your body, slowly and in various ways, as you are so fond of doing good with people weaker than you.
- I'm not telling you that. But little correction, I can kill anyone, since everyone is weaker than me. In short, you are weaker than me.
- That's what you'd like to believe, isn't it? Although it's not the truth. I'm telling you again, Zion, one step out of line, one breath, one thought, and I will kill you. And be sure I could do it perfectly. And Zot will surely weep for you, profusely, before forgetting you, as he forgot everyone before you, and then move on, obviously returning from time to time to his countless superficial women.
The two beings confronted each other violently with their eyes, of which those of Zion glowed with a strange gleam.
- Ah Kreiz, I already know how much you hated, how much you suffered from your relationship with Zot. But if only you understood then ..... you won't be able to bear it. And I want you to know that I'm sorry.
Kreiz frowned, troubled by the words as much as by the beast's distant, compassionate expression. But refusing categorically to glimpse the undoubtedly terrible things in those words, he straightened up even more, glaring at his enemy.
- I don't need your compassion majesty, just do what I asked you to do, then I will leave Vaegos in a second.
- Sorry again Kreiz. But you should only take my word for it. That is all I am willing to concede.
After a moment's hesitation, Kreiz finally released his grip.
- Do I have your word as a ruler?
- You have my word.
- Very well. I only hope you haven't inherited your wonderful master's flaw of never keeping it.
- You mean for you? What a tragedy, isn't it?