Death Games
Who are you really

Really surprised his listener. The high-ranking dracula was unmoved, as blood was directed back at him.

“My answer, what can I get if I drink your blood?”

But, it was precisely the slow laughter imprinted on the lips of the higher-ups. He walked around, circling Arjuna's grave for whatever use.

“Entahlah. But when the time comes, then you will know the answer.”

“Then I won't drink it.”

“No problem. But when you are going to die, then you will regret your decision today,” Aza turned around to leave him.

Until finally, Lucian Brastok's voice disturbed the atmosphere. “Ant see you guys together here.”

Both of them turned their heads and looked at the King with different expressions. Toyotomi looked surprised, different from Aza. A smile even spread on his lips.

“I don't think our sleeping King will come here.”

For some reason the phrase magma controller felt like an allusion to two guider descendants of dracula.

“Blood aroma.”

“Yes. Want to drink?” Aza even thrust out the injured hand. To make Toyotomi inexhaustible will fill his brain.

However, only a warm look in Lucian's reply to the youngster's reply in front of him. Slowly, the glances changed towards Toyotomi.

“Is there a fight here?”

“No,” replied Aza and the top dracula were together.

“Colah. You know what we're talking about. After all, dracula will have extraordinary hearing,” ledek Aza Ergo finally.

And suddenly a gust of rough wind was reverberating around them. Aborting old leaves to fly in the air around him. While emitting a body scent from each of the people standing there.

Lucian Brastok and Toyotomi Evazio both frowned at the confusion.

“This aroma,” ogled the higher-ups of dracula while glancing dazedly towards the young man on his right side. “What is this? Who are you exactly?” bemused.

“You, is it possible that you are not a pure empusa?” Lucian also spoke.

“Come,” Aza's short answer while adorned with her signature smile. His hands were stretched out back towards Toyotomi. “Drink my blood, then you'll probably know your answer.”

Silence suddenly appeared. Of his two hearers, for they were still lulled in his thoughts. Until finally one of Lucian's hands was raised and touched his own face calmly.

“Tak is wrong again. Your body emits an empusa smell. But your blood smells different. Who are you exactly?”

But, there was no answer from the higher-ups. Unless Aza expression sour at last. “You guys are very chatty. If I don't want to help you, don't ask too many questions. I'm a busy person despite my appearance.”

And finally the young leader moved from his position. Leaving both of them just like that.

Make two guiders from the dracula nation, pay attention to the figure of his back.

“I'm sure that he has a big secret,” shriek Toyotomi. “The scent of his blood, somehow it feels strange. That, what scent?”

Lucian Brastok turned his face towards the top. “Entahlah. Whoever he is, we still have to work with him.”

“Then his blood? Does that mean I should taste it too?”

“No problem if you want. Follow your heart, Toyotomi.”

“We'll be back now,” interrupted a voice suddenly.

The man looked back too. “What's not tomorrow? Come enjoy the view here another day.”

“Don't be crazy Kers. How long do you want your layover to be empty? The Elders must be planning something as long as we don't exist.”

“Then what's the problem? Isn't that nice? If they rebel, we can take it all down.”

Revtel also put on a lazy face to hear it. “Come home, Hydragel Kers. Don't let me do the no-no to you.”

“Aish! Yeah-yes! Basic forger,” he lamented.

“I don't think we'll ever see each other again,” shouts Barca Asera all of a sudden. And his figure was staring calmly at the silhouette behind the curtains in front of the eyes in his room.

“I do too. But who could have thought? If it turns out you guys even came here suddenly.”

The dwarf king, Noa Krucoa, was also there. Standing by the door with her calm look.

Until finally the foreign guest showed his true face. It was Reve Nel Keres. The youth with bluish black hair as well as eye color was like the deepest ocean. He smiled happily and stepped slowly. Meet the two old men who were waiting at the end of the room.

“What do you mean hanging around with one of the higher-ups?”

“Is that weird? He's just my traveling partner.”

“Do not joke young man. Aza Ergo is not just a traveling companion. From his expression I know that you guys have something.”

Noa Krucoa was still listening.

“Then what's the problem? My goal has nothing to do with you guys.”

“You, is it possible that you cooperate with him?” noa Krucoa suddenly asked.

“Always. Are the Kings like that? You guys talk like you know everything.”

Reve's statement succeeded in jerking his hearing. The two old men with different positions gasped.

“Isn't your goal Reygan Cottia? How can you involve the empusa higher-ups? Does she probably know that I told you who the key was?” barca's tone of voice Asera really sounded shocked in his rhythm.

“Basic impostors.” Tacit. They were made silenced. “Bragi Elgo, Sif Valhalla, and also Izanami Forseti, not only them are the keys? Barca Asera, Noa Krucoa, Aegayon Cottia, Zeus Vortha, as well as six other ghosts, you are the real key holders. I thought you were being honest with me. But apparently, you guys are really cheats. You think I'm messing with my goals? I even shut my mouth so that no one would know that you were involved in my plan.”

The look on Reve Nel Keres' face turned pressing now. So cold and sharp-eyed. Very different from his previous figure.

“You, who are you exactly?”

The young man laughed for a moment because of it.

“Who? After looking at my eyes and hair, you guys still ask? After knowing what my goal is, you still don't know anything?! Who else do you think has an apparition like me?!” enragedly.

Suddenly a strange aura emanated from him. The dark aura Reve Nel Keres once showed Noa Krucoa during their fight.

“Blue earth creatures. You really are him,” muttered Barca Asera.

“Exploitation. Even after all, you guys can do this to me?! Don't forget that you also sinned over what happened to my homeland! Your helplessness is destroying my people! You are the ones who have destroyed my bloodline! And now you're tricking me?! Do you have no heart? For what happened to my people! You guys, totally outrageous!”

Both are completely silenced. Feeling shocked and in disbelief, at the high tone thrown by the young man. It was as if the child wanted to eat them if he could.

And subconsciously his eyes were glowing, along with a strange black tattoo adorning his beautiful face.