"Still no news?"
"Yes, sir… it's been two days without any reply," An almost baked maid who was kneeling on the ground replied politely from behind.
"Didn't she promise to give me a response immediately? What on earth is the House Of Dark-matter up to?! How about the kid?" Fabian growled.
"He and his team are not yet back from the alternate dimension," the pretty lady replied.
"Keisha's recent behavior is making me uneasy... " Duke Ashoka frowned.
Recently, Keisha had become even more eccentric and domineering.
He understood her behavior and knew that with the internal injury crippling her, dropping her strength to the Demon Symbiosis Fighter level, she almost never left the protection of the academy grounds due to the fact that her enemies are far too strong and many.
If it weren't for the fact that they feared the Dean and the High-instructors, Death Academy would have long been razed to the ground.
But recently, Instructor Keisha had been sneaking out of the academy, her whereabouts as well as her purpose unknown. Those he had sent to track her and investigate have all been burnt to ashes without a single remains left.
This sort of behavior left him really uneasy. She was the woman he wanted, taming her meant wealth, respect, and immense power, the draconic bloodline is envied by many.
Fabian's thoughts went back to Alicia. The mysterious priestess of the Mysterious organization: House of Dark Matter. If only he could tame her... The mission to find out the truth about the kid Tyrion had purely been in the fact that he wanted to get close to her.
With her strength and the numerous relics she would possess, there shouldn't be any threats or irregularities. Her not arriving on the promised date made Fabian feel something was off.
"Contact the other priestess of House Of Dark Matter and get her to gather the local forces to investigate. I doubt they would deny such a small favor seeing as theirs had been lost," Fabian said.
A look of discontent flashed across the maid's eyes. "Your Highness, Alicia is a priestess from an unknown organization, we shouldn't care if she's missing or dead…"
"Shut your mouth!" She did not get to finish her sentence as a hand smacked right onto her right face.
"Pa!"
Blood splattered in mid-air and the lady's body spun three times before landing on the grass.
"Do you know why I'm using her? If only you had any skills other than those on the bed, would I need to appoint an outsider to do my work? Did you think that I was unaware of her mission?"
A wronged look immediately appeared on Nuwa's face.
Looking at her, Fabian's face softened. He pulled her up from the ground and into his embrace and began rubbing and fondling her chest without any restraint.
"I understand it's been tough on you to collect so much good stuff for me all these years. But it's true you can't handle these things."
Nuwa leaned on Duke Ashoka. "If Alicia really isn't coming back, what do we do?"
"Whether or not Keisha's recovering her strength, I can't afford to risk can't afford to risk it. The Royal Family is adding pressure on me, I don't have much time left. If I could get my hand in that kid's regeneration Trait using the Forbidden gene extractor, it could assist me in better absorbing her Demon bloodline." Fabian said with furrowed brows.
"I can't wait for her to get too strong otherwise she would escape my grasp. I need to make a move now. Nuwa prepare the Ancient Primordial Dual-cultivation Aphrodisiac serum." Fabian's voice out with determination, a hint of Lust, clouding in his clear blue eyes.
This was his plan B and also his preferred plan. If he could get her heart and then get to get down on her every time, that would be nice and fun.
But doing it, with her being entirely helpless to resist, it was another level of joy.
"I understand," Nuwa replied reluctantly.
"Before you go, take care of this... "
Feeling the hard stuck poking her thighs, Nuwa nodded obediently and went on her knees.
***
"Tap!" "Tap!" "Tap!"
The unhurried sounds of footsteps echoed in the now quiet and destroyed streets.
Tyrion calmly walked out from the wreckage.
As he took his first step, the large hole on his waist started to close up rapidly as though time around his skin had been reversed!
It was like an invisible printer was busy recreating muscles, bones, and tissues, arranging them systematically, how they previously were.
His left heart which looked as though something had taken a huge bite off of it rapidly healed, the s and the tissue regenerating rapidly until it formed a still beating heart.
He took his second step and his intestine squirmed as they rapidly regenerated, then his ribs elongated and reassembled from the shattered part, curving as they constructed the perfect symmetrical ribs, protecting his heart.
Then it was his veins, red white blood cells, muscles, and then his skin. In that second, Tyrion had gone from definitely dead to brimming fine.
He took his third step, and instantly, his shattered shoulder also started to heal up, regenerating along the wounded parts.
His remaining left arm which was about six inches long elongated as veins, blood, bone, muscles, tissues, and flesh began regenerating, his arm regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Pop!"
The air gave out a subtle pop as his arm regenerated all the way to his fingers.
Seeing all this, the Hunter's arrogant, malicious look had changed drastically.
It didn't dare to close in on Tyrion and could only stare incredulously.
Feeling its fear oozing out, Hunter went berserk. It was the most feared predator around this part of the city, apart from Arasaka Tower, when had it ever felt fear!?
Letting out a soundless screech that distorted the air, it was about to move when it heard Tyrion say.
"Peaked at 99 points, You might have lived a little longer if you weren't so weak."
"Still no news?"
"Yes, sir… it's been two days without any reply," An almost baked maid who was kneeling on the ground replied politely from behind.
"Didn't she promise to give me a response immediately? What on earth is the House Of Dark-matter up to?! How about the kid?" Fabian growled.
"He and his team are not yet back from the alternate dimension," the pretty lady replied.
"Keisha's recent behavior is making me uneasy... " Duke Ashoka frowned.
Recently, Keisha had become even more eccentric and domineering.
He understood her behavior and knew that with the internal injury crippling her, dropping her strength to the Demon Symbiosis Fighter level, she almost never left the protection of the academy grounds due to the fact that her enemies are far too strong and many.
If it weren't for the fact that they feared the Dean and the High-instructors, Death Academy would have long been razed to the ground.
But recently, Instructor Keisha had been sneaking out of the academy, her whereabouts as well as her purpose unknown. Those he had sent to track her and investigate have all been burnt to ashes without a single remains left.
This sort of behavior left him really uneasy. She was the woman he wanted, taming her meant wealth, respect, and immense power, the draconic bloodline is envied by many.
Fabian's thoughts went back to Alicia. The mysterious priestess of the Mysterious organization: House of Dark Matter. If only he could tame her... The mission to find out the truth about the kid Tyrion had purely been in the fact that he wanted to get close to her.
With her strength and the numerous relics she would possess, there shouldn't be any threats or irregularities. Her not arriving on the promised date made Fabian feel something was off.
"Contact the other priestess of House Of Dark Matter and get her to gather the local forces to investigate. I doubt they would deny such a small favor seeing as theirs had been lost," Fabian said.
A look of discontent flashed across the maid's eyes. "Your Highness, Alicia is a priestess from an unknown organization, we shouldn't care if she's missing or dead…"
"Shut your mouth!" She did not get to finish her sentence as a hand smacked right onto her right face.
"Pa!"
Blood splattered in mid-air and the lady's body spun three times before landing on the grass.
"Do you know why I'm using her? If only you had any skills other than those on the bed, would I need to appoint an outsider to do my work? Did you think that I was unaware of her mission?"
A wronged look immediately appeared on Nuwa's face.
Looking at her, Fabian's face softened. He pulled her up from the ground and into his embrace and began rubbing and fondling her chest without any restraint.
"I understand it's been tough on you to collect so much good stuff for me all these years. But it's true you can't handle these things."
Nuwa leaned on Duke Ashoka. "If Alicia really isn't coming back, what do we do?"
"Whether or not Keisha's recovering her strength, I can't afford to risk can't afford to risk it. The Royal Family is adding pressure on me, I don't have much time left. If I could get my hand in that kid's regeneration Trait using the Forbidden gene extractor, it could assist me in better absorbing her Demon bloodline." Fabian said with furrowed brows.
"I can't wait for her to get too strong otherwise she would escape my grasp. I need to make a move now. Nuwa prepare the Ancient Primordial Dual-cultivation Aphrodisiac serum." Fabian's voice out with determination, a hint of Lust, clouding in his clear blue eyes.
This was his plan B and also his preferred plan. If he could get her heart and then get to get down on her every time, that would be nice and fun.
But doing it, with her being entirely helpless to resist, it was another level of joy.
"I understand," Nuwa replied reluctantly.
"Before you go, take care of this... "
Feeling the hard stuck poking her thighs, Nuwa nodded obediently and went on her knees.
***
"Tap!" "Tap!" "Tap!"
The unhurried sounds of footsteps echoed in the now quiet and destroyed streets.
Tyrion calmly walked out from the wreckage.
As he took his first step, the large hole on his waist started to close up rapidly as though time around his skin had been reversed!
It was like an invisible printer was busy recreating muscles, bones, and tissues, arranging them systematically, how they previously were.
His left heart which looked as though something had taken a huge bite off of it rapidly healed, the s and the tissue regenerating rapidly until it formed a still beating heart.
He took his second step and his intestine squirmed as they rapidly regenerated, then his ribs elongated and reassembled from the shattered part, curving as they constructed the perfect symmetrical ribs, protecting his heart.
Then it was his veins, red white blood cells, muscles, and then his skin. In that second, Tyrion had gone from definitely dead to brimming fine.
He took his third step, and instantly, his shattered shoulder also started to heal up, regenerating along the wounded parts.
His remaining left arm which was about six inches long elongated as veins, blood, bone, muscles, tissues, and flesh began regenerating, his arm regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Pop!"
The air gave out a subtle pop as his arm regenerated all the way to his fingers.
Seeing all this, the Hunter's arrogant, malicious look had changed drastically.
It didn't dare to close in on Tyrion and could only stare incredulously.
Feeling its fear oozing out, Hunter went berserk. It was the most feared predator around this part of the city, apart from Arasaka Tower, when had it ever felt fear!?
Letting out a soundless screech that distorted the air, it was about to move when it heard Tyrion say.
"Peaked at 99 points, You might have lived a little longer if you weren't so weak."
