"Good night, young lord... my name is Allen Von Golde Macrella of the Marcella family, and we are a noble family of assassin Michellian vampires who have served the lord for eight decades." We are very new, but I can promise you that we are among the best. It's an honor to meet you, my young lord."
Allen said this while bending the knee, his head facing the floor, not wanting to meet eye to eye with Merciless, and he kneeled so beautifully and with such grace and perfection that even Merciless was amazed by Allen's degree of respect. He could tell this proud and respectful man was of pure Afranan blood (my version of African) just by looking at him. His complexion was exceptionally black, but it sparkled with beauty, and the instant he spotted Allen, he grinned; he could feel it; the level of loyalty he possessed was on par with Hector's. He wanted to leave his back to people like these in times of conflict and strife.
Olga, on the other hand, looked at Allen and said something that everyone could hear.
"Come on now, comrade; the young master isn't that uptight; there is no need to bend the knee like that."
Allen's response to Olga's comment, on the other hand, was as follows:
"Even if he is Madam Olga, I make it a habit to respect our master, and as such, Lord Merciless, his son, should be treated with the same level of respect as Lord Seventh." It is not a question of who is or is not self-conscious, Madam Olga; respect is given to those who lead since we who follow will one day walk in his shadow. As such, we, as his vassals, owe him our gratitude and loyalty."
"Oh my... such loyalty, good, very good... you are indeed a rare breed." Was it Allen Von Golde Macrella, right? Yesss! Yes! Sir Allen, you have a magnificent name; I shall remember it. But for the time being, raise your head; you welcomed me with great respect; please meet your gaze with mine; you are, after all, a noble under the reign of my family and a fellow Michellian nonetheless. I can't have one of the selected kneelings for too long."
Merciless spoke in a professional tone, attempting to appear as respectable as possible; after all, he was still getting used to this whole monarchy thing. But he was gradually getting the hang of it, and he was speaking in a manner similar to Quincy, mimicking his mannerisms to the best of his abilities.
On that note, Allen began to rise as his gaze met Merciless'; the first thing he noticed was Merciless' deep, bright, dark blue eyes. It was proof that he was of purer blood than the rest of them; generally, when a human gets tuned to a vampire, their iris turns the color of the clan head's eye. In this scenario, navy blue represents the Michellians, whereas platinum represents the Nethergelion clan (Eos clan), and Vanta black represents the Loviatar clan.
He didn't stare for long, instead looking at Merciless as he put his palm to his chest and said.
"Your compliment, my lord, is greatly appreciated; I live to serve because I owe so much to the clan head." In any case, younglord. Madam Olga informed me that you wish to capture and gather all of the goblins in Sector-25. I wasted no time and went right to work when she informed me that you desire them; please take this; they are all in here as requested, my lord."
Allen remarked this as he reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a big black thumb ring made of sharp, tiny, spikey blackthorns. When Merciless saw this, he queried with a puzzled expression.
"Wait, you're telling me there are over thirteen thousand goblins inside that small ring?" Please do tell this young lord how this is possible; you have piqued my interest."
Of course, Allen began to explain how this was possible, but what Allen described astonished Merciless.
"This ring is one of twenty prison rings crafted by the legendary Sephiroth family, a powerful family consisting of powerful dimensiokinesis users." Their ichormancy is extremely powerful, since they can essentially build entire omniverses from nothing and have complete control over them. This ring is known as the Proximia ring, and it contains a prison dimension within which the wearer can effectively become god once inside. The prison realm is infinite in size, but as the owner of this ring, you have the ability to move anywhere within it, as well as hear, see, and control anything. You become omnipotent once within this place, but anything you make cannot leave, as it is bound to the dimension. Because this ring has the capacity to open a small rift that will take you within, bring your target into the rift after defeating them, and they will be bound by your reign."
When Merciless learned about this, he was stunned and began to question himself.
'Interesting; their ichormancy is extremely powerful." I wonder what kind of family the Sephiroths family are. If they have such broken bloodline magic, they are most certainly members of the royal seven. No, I'm curious about what kind of vampire they are as a species in general.'
But, as is customary, anytime Merciless is interested in something, Michelle makes it his responsibility to keep him up to date, as he began to answer Merciless's inquiry.
'Agh... Yes, the Sephiroth family is one of the vampires' seven royal families. Lady Alcima Zetiya Agustus Sephiroth, the ruler of clan Aclimite, is the second progenitor. The Aclimite vampires are a fairly odd species of vampires, to say the least; they stand out a lot. They are a clan of vampires who are revered for being free-spirited.'
'And get this: They are the second clan of vampires who can walk in the sun without being consumed by it. Of course, this is not without consequence; the Aclimite clan loses approximately 80% of their entire power once exposed to the sun. However, they have some of the slowest regeneration rates among the 21 clans, with minor wounds taking over a minute to heal, deep wounds taking a number of minutes, and organs and major wounds taking several hours or less to recover. They do, however, have special skin that is nearly impenetrable, given that Godium is the only thing that can harm them, and even then, the degree of damage done depends on where you strike them and how much damage you inflict to begin with.'
'As a result, few Ichor, supernatrual abilities, or entities can harm them. Therefore, when the inquisitions go after an Acimite vampire, they must use unique equipment known as the Acimite series. So, without a doubt, they are one of the most tenacious vampire clans in existence, even more so than your typical Michellian.'
'However, in terms of sheer regeneration speed, resistance, and endurance. We are considerably superior to any other clan that exists. Even more so than the vampire kings' clan; to be honest, your regeneration should be progenitor level. No, I won't go that far; if anything, as long as a single component of a cell remains, I am certain you will be able to regenerate your body in due time.'
At these words, Merciless began to ponder; he wasn't sure, and he wasn't going to test it in order to find out. Then and again, all clans have traits, and although he can't walk under sunlight, he much prefers the ability to have an overpowered healing factor so powerful that even a baron of his clan with an insane regeneration feat commented that its freakishly fast for a fledgling to heal at such a level. His wounds can heal almost immediately after or during inflictions as well.
Michelle, his sire, has also stated that if Merciless were to walk into the sun, he would most certainly be in chronic misery. Because he would burn and recover until his healing factor became useless, he was in some ways immune to the sun, but it was a very faulty form of resistance.
Furthermore, with the exception of Michelle and the king himself, Merciless is thought to be the third-fastest regenerator in the world. Merciless himself came to the conclusion that Baron Finn was either looking down on the other progenitors or extolling him. He honestly didn't know, but he was confident that with his Ichor, he could one day achieve a level of regeneration akin to that of the progenitors.
For the time being, Merciless believes that if weapons that aren't vampires' inherent weaknesses are used against him, he can recover from a single drop of blood or maybe a portion of a single. There are a lot of things he needs to test out now and then. If he could get some loctroid or godium, he could cut his flesh with it and watch how long it takes for the wound to heal.
Given that Michellian are natural tankers, he will only be able to see how much resistance he provided at that point. But he didn't have to worry about pain tolerance because just yesterday he had been ripped apart for hours. It hurt like hell, but the thrill of the struggle had him feeling like he was on cloud nine.
Overall, he would still select the Michellian species if given the chance because he admires the clan's qualities and ideology. And all of the vampires he's met so far have been wonderful, despite the fact that they're all evil, like him. He could readily identify with them because they all shared one wicked philosophy that was more of their nature than anything else.
Merciless, on the other hand, simply nodded his head and said to himself.
"Hmh... Mhm...mmhhh!" Yes! Yes! So far, I've learned about Lovitar and Acimites vampires, as well as the Neopromethian and Sephiroth families. But I've also learned a lot, met a lot of interesting people, slain some goblins, acquired some new techniques, and received a sweet new arm and weapon, as well as a kickass full-sleeve tattoo to boot.'
'However, seeing this beauty was the finest thing that happened tonight. Except for the whole Zeus manhood and balls in a box thing, she seems good, right around my block. She's a crazy, confident, strong, and generally pretty interesting person. In my case, she appears to be a good catch; now I only need to train a lot more before embarking on my own inquisition for Zeus. The only difference is that the gods will be the ones to be hunted.'
'And now we have Scathach! Oh, how I long to be among those massive thighs. Olga, on the other hand, has the firmest and largest boobs. Then the duchess has by far the thickest, softest, bouncy, and largest ass; the armor just makes it even more tempting. But, to be honest, I admire her. I need to know her secrets; how did she kill the gods? Hmmmm... I'm excited to learn from her. But, in any case, I suppose I'll take my time with these goblins another time. After all, if I'm going to choose a worthy pet, I need to pick the greatest one, and in order to do so, I need to put up a small event in the prison world to ensure that I get exactly that.'
Merciless then proceeded to place the Proximia ring on his left thumb finger. And the instant he did so, the ring sliced his flesh and began consuming his blood, and it was as if a powerful connection was made with the ring moments later.
'This is a strange feeling; I feel like the ring has yielded to me, and I feel like if others have it, this ring will reject them and it will only listen to me, is... is this a blood bound?'
'It is indeed my child, a master and servant one at that; look after it. We now only have six remaining in stock; to be honest, these things are expensive. And, to make matters worse, I had to make an arrangement 8,900 years ago that I believe will come back to bite me sooner or later.'
'... What sort of agreement? You sound quite worried.'
Merciless inquired of Michelle, but she seemed hesitant to inform him and simply shrugged off the subject.
'Oh, ahhhhh. Hehehe! Don't worry about it; the agreement is ancient and dead, and no way could the old coot remember something that didn't seem imaginable at all. Aside from that, it's a progenitor thing, so eheheheheheheheeh! You don't need to worry about it. And because you've decided to deal with the goblins later, I failed to mention that Beatrice has called you; remember, you have a date with her. In the next hour and a half, it will be midnight. And that's when she wanted to meet you, so go ahead and deal with it. On the other hand, me... umm~~umm hehe... I have some political business to attend to—some really important political business... Anyway, good night, take care of my child, and enjoy the wonderful night, byyyeee!.'
Michelle announced in a slightly panicked and suspicious tone as he disconnected from Merciless' consciousness and moved off to do his own thing. Merciless, on the other hand, had a puzzled expression on his face as he said to himself.
'Wow, that didn't sound awfully suspicious at all. Maybe my father isn't as perfect as I imagine him to be....
'Hmmm... Father is keeping something from me, but I doubt he'll tell me. Tsk... anyway, there's no point in fretting over something I haven't the foggiest idea about. But I suppose it's time I went to visit Beatrice.'
Merciless thought to himself as he stretched his body, but on the other hand, he turned to greet Olga and said.
"All right, comrade... I believe this is where we part ways; nonetheless, I want to thank you for everything—the advice, the entertainment, and the overall good time. However, the moon does not wait for anybody; I have other places to go, people to see, and activities to do before the sun rises. After all, I'm still assimilating to Kilde society."
Olga looked at Merciles, chuckling to herself and crossing her arms, revealing her fangs as a result; moments later, she began to reciprocate in kind.
"*chuckle~~chuckle*, Yes, yes... it's a reciprocal sentiment. I haven't liked someone at first sight in a long time; you genuinely amused me tonight, my fledgling young master. I'm hoping to hear positive things about you. Now, before you leave, I'd like to give you something."
"Hmmm... hehehe... something ha?" And what could that be?"
Merciless inquired, apparently interested in Olga's comment, to which she responded while bringing out a decent-sized rectangular box from her huge bosom. The box was roughly the size of a standard ruler. 12 inches in length. It was astonishing, given that Olga could hide something this large without him knowing, considering that he was freely staring at her the moment he spotted her.
"Open it, and you'll see; trust me, you'll need this for your upcoming mission; that bitch Dulce is a pain in the ass." She's devious, determined, and fucking obnoxious."
Merciless took the box from Olga's hands and began to open it, and when he did, he was surprised to see that the interior was covered in luxurious purple padding, but it was the thing inside that startled him. This box included four identical crimson and gold nails, each ten inches long and two inches wide. The nails themselves had archaic carvings on them that he couldn't read or understand. Confused, he looked up at Olga and questioned.
"And what is this supposed to be, comrade?"
"A Product of Flawed Predujice." When I first met Dulce, the difficulty was her capacity to move in between shadows; in theory, she can teleport anywhere in the universe due to her ability to go through shadows. My ichor adapted to her skill, and as a result, a countermeasure was devised. I couldn't use it on her because the first time we met was also the last. However, since we are finally putting an end to her, you will require these, which I can conjure up out of thin air whenever I choose, and they are refered to as beacon nails. Each nail can only be used once, so toss and stab this nail on her shadow the moment you notice her. Only one hit is required for the permanent effects to be activated, however if you can land this on her shadow, your shadow and her shadow will be linked. That is, as long as she is alive, you can follow her wherever she goes because her shadow becomes an extension of your body."
Merciless' eyes widen in awe as these nails were rather overpowered, but he wonders whether this was developed only for a Shadow Nymp, or Dulce herself. He wonders if he can use this nail to connect to other people's shadows as well, and if he can, this thing is busted.
"Say Olga... by chance can this nail be connected to someone else as well, like anyone at all?"
"Hmm... of course comrade, my adaptation is a result of my prejudice against others." I didn't like the girl when I first met her, so I adapt to fight her. Most of the powers I gain as a result of this become unique and inborn to me. As a result, I've had a lot of strange powers over the years; to be honest, I'm probably the only Michellian vampire with hundreds of thousands of different abilities that are unique to me."
"I see, again~~ I will say; you're so overpowered that it's unfair... I'm glad you like me because your adaptation would be a nightmare to deal with. On that topic, I will use these nails wisely; I have four of them, and I am sure the other three may be used for something interesting down the line. But I'll say my goodbyes right here beautiful. And, once again, thank you for the Proximia ring, Allen. It was a pleasure to meet you, and you were quite helpful. I'll make an effort to visit Sector-25 one of these nice evenings. With that said, ladies and gentlemen, have a nice remainder of your night. Could you, Olga, please do to me what you did to Hector? Given how badly you destroyed it, I'm not sure if that evlevator is safe to use right now."
Allen merely reacted by placing his hand on his chest, and bowed his head.
Olga, on the other hand, responded by raising her hand and preparing to snap her fingers, sending Merciless on his way out of Sector-17.
"Yes, Comrade, you have a good night as well, so where do you want me to send you?" To the mutt, or somewhere else in the manor: I can send you there with just the snap of my fingers."
"Yes! Yes! Please send me to Hector, as he is my closest aid; I would prefer to have him by my side when I am outside, as I am still a fledgling vampire, so I would prefer to have extra hand to guide me."
"Hehehe... I assume a man can't live without his dog, can they? In any case, I snap you to the mutt."
"Yes, Olga, dog has always been man's best friend, just as pussy has been man's closest partner." I'm no simp woman, but I love me my fine wine as much as I love my other pets, and since Hector is my dog, I can't leave him alone. He does bite whatever I aim at, and his devotion has been exceptional thus far. In any case, he is my shield while I am asleep; I literally trust him with my life since he is the only person who becomes my fang when I am at my most vulnerable."
"Heheheh... whatever you say Casanova... have Good night."
"Same to you beautiful, now if you may, please kindly teleport me from here."
Without saying anything further, Olga snapped her fingers, and Merciless vanished from the white room. With him gone, the heavy fog in the enormous arena vanished as well.
Merciless, on the other hand, was warp into his chamber, and the first thing he was confronted with, leaving only Olga and Allen behind. Was Hector, as Hector began to say in his typical voice, prostating himself before him in the most exquisite dogeza he had ever seen in his entire life.
"I have failed you, my lord... that monster of a woman made it impossible for me to reach you no matter what I did." Please accept this useless one's head as a formal apology."
...
Merciless had a neatrual expression on his face as he began to chuckle softly as he answered to Hector, stooping down to his level while saying.
"Silly butler, none of what happened below was your fault; she was simply built too differently for either you or me to beat her." That is why, from now on, we will get stronger together, so that one day, you can stare at her unfazed and proud as a wolf should be, and make her recognize you as a wolf rather than a mutt. And, in any case, I like her, so much so that I am currently courting her. But even so, I have to prove myself, but let us not allow this loss affect us now, shall we? Please raise her head and stand high and proud... okay?"
Merciless remarks to Hetor as he stood up and walked up to his closet, which was loaded with a variety of garments. Seeing his nice new tux destroyed in Sector-17, leaving only his trouser and shoes. Merciless chose a pretty fancy-looking men's blue robe made of pure silk, with the top collar being made of white albino fox fur. It was a very comfortable piece of clothes. Merciless, on the other hand, did not tie it though, and made it show his chest, displaying his muscular figure, his eight pack that was flawless, with his fresh tattoo on view as well.
He then walked over to his jewelry cabinet and began to select a fairly expensive-looking gold watch with pure diamonds inside it. As he puts it on his left hand, he did not shower of course since he saw that once Olga transported him, all the blood and grime on his body were gone, implying that she was kind enough to clean him on his way out as well. Truly an interesting and considerate woman in his humble opinion.
But, after selecting a suitable wach, Hector looked at his Alpha with widen eyes, swearing to the moon that his Alpha would disappointed him. But he didn't even show any signs of resentment towards him, instead he motivate him to do better, and even lower his head to meet his. Was his blunder not serious, or was his alpha just this benevolent to his people?
However, Hector did not have time to consider the topic because he was quickly knocked out of his thoughts, when he heard his alpha going to the bar, and selected a bottle of formented berries wine off the wine shelf. And filled himself a cup with two cubes of ice as he began to stroll to his room's balcony and stared up at the blood moon while taking a sip of the cool beverage and said in a calm voice.
"Say, Hector, my friend, do you happen to know where I can find Lady Beatrice right now?" Father informed me that she is looking for me, you see."
"Ah yes, my alpha, I forgot to mention that she came here earlier to look for you, but I informed her that you weren't here at the time, so she said as soon as you are done with picking out a weapon." Go to 256th Grado Street, in a large white building, its under guise of a golf club, under the name of "A whole in one" right across the street from the old Lez Olgfry hospital; it should be about a twenty-minute drive from here."
Merciless was informed, and he proceeded to take another sip of his wine, as she said to himself.
"How about that, Grado Street ha?" That brings back memories. I used to work at Lin Shen supermarket, a few houses down from the old hospital, before my previous employment as an amusement park mascot. I wonder... is Miss Carmillia still working there? Hmm, nah, it doesn't matter. The chances of that individual still being there are small, but she did indicate she planned on moving to the next city over; with her husband and daughter. After all, we're in the state of Lavatos, and Florezo is the next city over from Lavatos city."
"I do wonder, nonetheless, how she is doing; to be honest, she was one of several people I recall being particularly nice to me when I was still known as Mercy." Maybe I can check the supermarket on my way there, but the greater question is, Why exactly does Lady Beatrice want to meet there of all locations? Well, there is only one way to find out."
"Hector, do we have a car? Well, I know we do, but where is it?"
Merciless inquired of Hector, who rose and responded as such.
"We have a variety of them, my aplha; well, you do; your father, Lord Seventh, told me to tell you that you can have the garage downstairs as a gift, so you can get around at your leisure." So, my alpha, here is my question. Downstairs, we have 83 supercars and 233 luxury vehicles, all top-quality, some costing over ten digits. Which one do you wish to take? Of course, we have cycles—540 to be exact, some extending from the early nineteenth century to the present modern age; just say the word, and I will have it ready."
Merciless smiled as he calmly responded back to Hector in kind.
"Is that correct? Hehehe. Father is a generous man; buy you know it's strange; I've always desired my own car. Now I have a lot of them, and I can obtain a lot more whenever I want. Strangely, why does all the luxury in life that I so desperately desire before, seem so insignificant now that I have it? Heheheeh, To be honest, I feel like I should be excited; I feel like I should be leaping up and down in the air, screaming at the top of my lungs. But even after hearing what I now own, I can't bring myself to enjoy the pleasure of possessing them. What an odd sensation; is this typical, or am I simply weird? Well, whatever it is, it doesn't disturb me in the least; Hector takes me out front and prepares a decent ride for me to travel in, one that will make the journey comfortable; it doesn't have to stand out, but I can't go out presenting myself as a peasent either, can I? As such, choose a ride that not even the richest person in this city can afford, but one that is also bulletproof and appears extremely expensive, for Eos' sake, I am Merciless Minerva Elderblood II, heir of the Elderblood clan. If I go, I will carry the honor and image that comes with this title with me; I don't care if it is super or luxury car; either way, I will wait for you while you go find a decent one to transport us to our destination my friend."
On that point, Hector put his palm to his chest and slightly bowed his head and body as he stated.
"Zabla fa Laja."
"Wonderful, wonderful... Let us go now my friend; it's not nice to keep a lady waiting, you know? "Or so my human father used to say."
"... That is correct, my alpha. By the way, what's up with those tattoos on your body?"
"Hmmmm... Oh these... Long story, don't worry, I'll explain it along the way, but for now, lead the way to the garage, I don't want to waste any more time."
"After all, the night doesnt wait on no one."
With those remarks, Hector nodded in accord as he walked towards the elevator, returning his gaze to Merciless and said.
"Mhmmh.... So, my alpha, I'd say we can take the elevator to the garage, but as you can see, it's damaged; damn that vicious woman, I tell you. So we'll have to traverse the steps to the next elevator, which will take us down to the garage."
"Don't be concerned, This piece was added just in case something like this happen, it's a sort of back door, and only me, you, and some of the seniors maids, and butlers can access this spot that leads to your room, given that your room is even more guarded than the clan leader himself. It may not appear so, but we have bloodhounds patrolling the premises in various areas. I'm not sure whether Olga told you about Allen, but the Allen family raises only the best of the best... and meeting even his weakest children, and workers are death sentence, given they have the home advantage."
Merciless agreed with and nod his head and responded accordingly.
"Of course, no problem, and yes, I have met with Sir Allen, from what I have heard and seen personally he appears to be a devoted and well-mannered man. I've also heard wonderful things about his family, but Hector, what are you pointing at? The elevator is the only way in or out of this room, so why are you pointing at the vase near the wall?"
"Well my alpha just watch and see, your safety is the Elderblood family number one priorty, as such we go true great lengths to not make any opposing force reach you."
Hector stated as he walked to the little shelf with the grey vase on it, and suprisingly pushed the vase foward to him, and the vase behaved like a lever, and from there the wall opened up, revealing a giant cooridoor made of nothing but metal, with bright red lights similar to the scrarlet glare shining through it as a result of the lever being pulled.
Hector then returned his gaze to Merciless, and said.
"Please follow me, my alpha, and I will take you to the garrage." I'm not sure if Olga describes what the Scarlet Glare is, but if she isn't, let's just say that once you're beneath it, this light will drain your powers. So don't be alarmed if you suddenly feel weak."
"There is no need to explain, I know what it is, but lead the way my friend, and let us be on our way."
Merciless said to Hector, who agreed and began to lead, and Merciless followed after. On that note, the two of them continue the night, after all, it is still young.