Azriel could only smile after being forgotten by his descendants like this, though it did leave a bad taste in his mouth.
Ysabelle who didn't know how she has caused distress to her Forefather was worried if this guy was some narcissist maybe.
When he gave her a second glance he could see she was just a Rank 3 Mage by her energy. ' Well , those two guys who who were only Rank 1 didn't have any chance to corner her like, then what was she doing here? '
" Where do you live, take me with you." his simple words were more like a order than some request which made Ysabelle not sure whether to laugh or cry.
But her last experience with that creepy darkness was still fresh in her mind so she didn't want to take any chance.
' Hmph!.. just you wait, I'll ask Mom to beat you up for scaring me! ' what she didn't know was her thoughts were like an open book to him who was the master of mind control.
" Follow me if you can keep up." she sprinted like a squirrel and dashed off into distance so fast that ordinary people only saw a blur passing them.
She was jumping over buildings like nothing, ' He must be out of breath by now.' she looked smug and turned to see his pale face only to see him right behind her scouting his surroundings and matching her speed casually.
This irritated her and she increased her speed to the limit, ' Let's see how long you'll keep that annoying look.' by now people only felt wind passing them and nothing.
She was consuming her Mana rapidly and had already depleted more than half . She knew this was childish but she just wanted to teach that guy a lesson or that's what she thought but when she turned to take a look, he was looking at her with an impatient expression.
" I have seen enough, you can increase your speed now." his words made her lose balance and she almost fell down but was caught by Azriel.
" You look tired? Why're you just using your mana like an idiot. Use your Body enhancement arts." he was really puzzled.
Ysabelle who was being held in a princess carry was blushing like a teenager. " What do you mean Body enhancement arts?" she didn't want to show her reddened face so she asked back looking down.
" Huh? you don't know Body enhancement?" this time Azriel was genuinely shocked. He thought that she was being slow on purpose so he could enjoy the view but that wasn't the case!
" I don't know what you're talking about but put me down first." she was squirming like a fish in his arms wanting to escape. He ofcourse didn't listen and was thinking about something else. " Forget it, just tell me how far your home is?" he wasn't one to waste time unnecessarily despite time being the least of concerns for an Eternal like him.
Ysabelle was confused why he was asking that, ' Is he going to carry me like this?!' that thought made her blush even harder. ' But why I do feel so hot?! It's like I want to drink his blood at any costs, what's happening to me?!' ..still she pointed the direction " it's still 15km from here that way."
Azriel focused in that direction and " Found it." "What do you-" before she could finish she felt the space folding around her and when she opened her eyes she saw a familiar house. -mean. How?!" she couldn't believe her eyes. She was in front of her home! ' What kind of Spell was that?! ' she felt her stomach grumbling and she hurriedly covered her mouth but before that she got tossed aside like a doll and she started puking buckets.
" Was this your first time experiencing a low tier Spatial shift ? That's weird." Azriel was a little disappointed in his descendant. "A Rank 3 who doesn't know Body enhancement and low-tier Spatial shift, what have vampires become?" his words were like an arrow that pierced the 'little' girl's heart.
She glared at him wanting to kill " ...Wh-who told you I'm Rank 3?" "Sigh" an another despondent air escaped his mouth when he realized she didn't even know any low-tier ocular spells. ' I shouldn't be surprised anymore as how I found a rare pure blood I guess.'
He didn't wait and went towards her home. It was actually a decent mansion which was sort of luxury in this small town.
Ysabelle was following behind him still with puffed cheeks. She really hoped that her mom would teach this man a lesson. She didn't believe that he was as strong as her. ' Just you wait! '
It seemed that her prayers were heard as an ice lance came out of air for him at blitzing speed but before it could reach him it was stopped by an invisible force and shattered like glass.
"Oh?" a surprised voice of a man came from inside the house. " Albert, welcome our guests ." a soft voice of a female soon followed.
" Yes, My Lord." the man's voice replied in a respectful manner. The front door was opened and Azriel entered without minding the exchange.
The house was more aesthetic than it looked from outside. In the middle of the hall a Statue of a man was standing proudly. He looked to be a man in his forties but who knew how many centuries he had lived. Even though his hair were inanimate but the moonlight falling from the glass above gave them a silver shine.
"Madaruk" this name brought a band of emotions to him which didn't show on his face.
" I don't know who are you and how you know that name but that's Lord Madaruk for you." a man came from one of the doors wearing a black tuxedo.
His short yellow hair and the way he walked told enough of his professionalism. He looked handsome but even he was surprised to see the man before himself.
" Beautiful." was the only word he could say to describe even though the person was a man. He was sure a lover of aesthetics that told much about his Master's character and the mansion.
He saw that his miss was following the man with somewhat angry and somewhat surprised expression.
"Albert, I didn't expect you to be so weak." these words made the man himself smile wryly. " I have embarrassed myself. I hope miss wouldn't laugh at my poor display. " he could only say that while thinking where has she grabbed such guy.
Azriel stopped admiring the statue and turned to Albert " That was a decent magic for a half-blood and your conduct is also good, that's what I expect from a vampire. " Albert felt a suppression over his vampire bloodline and his bady felt heavier suddenly.
He glared at Azriel and finally got serious " Blood Art- Moonlight Rush." his body was covered in silver hue and he broke free from the suppression.
Azriel gave a light nod " Ask your master to come and meet me." he didn't say more and went towards an empty chair and sat down making himself comfortable. His actions truly annoyed Albert but he couldn't do anything about it, he knew this guy was a vampire for sure and definitely stronger than him after he felt that suppression.
Ysabelle who didn't feel the same suppression was angry " You! Don't be so arrogant. " her words were easily ignored by him. He was having his own thoughts ' It's not like Blood arts have disappeared , must be something to do with bloodline. Is it sealed?' This was the only possible answer he could think of.
Blood arts were something that made every species envy the vampires. It gave them special abilities which made them inherently superior to most of the species.
It had nothing to with talent, every vampire learned it as they aged. That's why, the older a vampire the more they were feared. ' The reason this girl can't use any at her age and how that guy can, either that someone had sealed her Blood arts or maybe...' he was a little excited thinking about it.
But unknowingly his smile was taken as provocation which further irritated the other two. Albert never felt this strong itching to beat someone but unable to so.
" I apologize for my the poor reception. " an alluring voice came floating. A woman walked down from the stairs behind the Statue. When she walked past it, her pure silver hair embarrassed the moonlight itself.