Chapter 8 – The Blood devouring Ring
After passing the obstacles, many traps, even the own family tower, poison, arrows, and even spiked balls, Darren stood at the other entrance, saw the usual wall with a finger-sized hole, then tried to insert his finger but no response.
Another way is by draining the Mana wrapped around his body and concentrating everything towards the cracks of the buildings made of stone near the locks. The power seems to gather as if they were summoned.
Then the wall disappeared slowly, replaced by a large cupboard with dividing shelves; there were ancient items from the kingdom, including the hard stone belonging to Moore's grandfather for a thousand years.
Darren finds a dark red goblet. Around it is small black stone eyes. He rushes to get the thing he's been coveting for a long time and quickly gets out before his father returns and traps him for who knows how long.
On the top shelf and pulled out the dark brown blanket he'd brought from his room. Dareen descended from the magic tower straight back and slowly unwrapped the package he was holding tightly, seeing black smoke swirling around the antique.
The sun was shining through the curtained windows.
"Sir? Are you awake, sir? I will clean the room." a familiar voice came from outside.
"I'm awake; you'll clean my room later, Mary," Dareen answered, facing the study table, worried that the maid would suddenly barge in.
"How about the breakfast, sir? Should I bring it? Or do you want to eat together?" she asked again.
"Please don't; I'll tell the butler if I'm hungry." Dareen continued, looking at the door on alert.
"Yes, Master,"
After making sure Mary didn't ask again behind the door, Darren looked again at the object still emitting a mist and worked up the courage to hold it in his direct hand.
Ancient might need a little polish to give it a slight shimmer because magic Mana surrounds it, so it looks like it's still well-groomed.
As he turned the cup to look at each side, something fell from inside, around the green jade necklace.
"Wow, this is great," Dareen picked it up.
"So, I must put my blood into this container until it's full, and a magical creature will come." Taking turns looking at the cup still held in the other hand.
"How long will it take me to collect my blood here?"
Out of curiosity, he looked around for something; maybe there was a device that could help him bleed. And found a penknife in a desk drawer, then cut his left hand, trying to fill the cup.
Darren's blood flow was not much; not even filling a quarter of the container had exhausted him, and using Mana again drained his strength.
"What if dad asks about my wound?" Dareen asked, tearing the shirt to cover the wound.
"I could say that he was injured in the duel yesterday, but if this wound still hasn't healed, he will surely suspect," tied the rope.
Think about hiding magical items so no one can find them, especially when people come in to clean the bedrooms.
For a moment, the attention was drawn again to the stunning necklace.
"Maybe I can still hide this one," said Dareen, immediately wearing a necklace around his neck.
Humid air circulation and the absence of air made the room feel stuffy, forcing him to walk alone to open the window in the room without the help of a maid, then lock the door and get ready to take off his clothes.
Since yesterday, he was still wearing dirty clothes, the smell of blood and dust was sticky, full of tears, and sweat was flowing profusely between his strong body above his chest and stomach muscles.
Walking into the bathroom, immediately locking the bathroom, he was worried that the incident would happen again when they caught him naked.
There is still an uneasy feeling every time he takes off his pants, but if he is trapped inside Dareen's body for a long time, he must follow the storyline, getting used to a new life in the novel as a male character who has excellent hidden powers.
Dareen stood looking at his curves in front of a large mirror, then opened Mary's handkerchief around the neck.
"Really? Do all men have gorgeous bodies? I just found out," while holding the healed scar.
"I wish I could go back to my previous body with long hair and brown eyes," said Darren, holding his reflection.
A light emanated from his necklace, changing his figure into the one he wanted in his life in this world, complete with a female body.
He realized the necklace was handy just by thinking about the desired person. His body turned into a different figure; however, the physical form that differed from the Rhodes people was a foreigner from another kingdom.
Realizing how much people hated it to know that he was living in his own country, it would be tough to move swiftly, wearing a woman's body. Feelings of sadness attacked him, remembering how his mother was alone.
The Mana in the necklace faded, and Dareen returned to his original form, a man with golden hair.
"Aaaa…!" he almost screamed again when he saw the male body. Luckily he was immediately restrained by covering his mouth. Feelings of anger and annoyance exploded in his mind; Darren tried to take a breath to calm himself.
Slowly, he dared to open his pants, which were still hidden. Another white underwear wrapped his vital area; Dareen was forced to remove the last trap while closing his eyes.
He didn't want to stare at his cock, opened his eyes little by little after successfully removing the last seal and looked in the mirror after there was absolutely no piece of cloth covering his body.
"Aahhh… a man's erection in the morning," said Dareen, who had studied the structure of an adult male's body, trying to accept it with a flushed face.
This time no scream came out of his mouth, as if he was getting used to his new body but still holding back the shame, a bit of a strange feeling of not being able to say anything.
Preparing to accept new circumstances, seeing the sweat pouring out again made Dareen's heart beat fast. The shape of the beautiful muscles there and the sweet water droplets between the thighs and groin. The thing goes up and down, according to the will of its owner, who is being toyed with it.
Darren immediately ran and jumped into the pool, turned on the shower faucet, then poured the soap, which was taken randomly to dissolve, drowning in his daydream, which was filled with foam all over his body.
"The next time I meet him, I'll make sure your head is hollow, even if you use my body," growled bubbles in the water.
[Blub…blub] only foam filled with bubbles can be seen.