Death Games
Thirteen key spells

“Blood? For what?” asked Aza with a full glance.

Surely in reply a thin grin by the figure of the Doctor in front of him. He slowly raised his hand as a sign to allow the higher-ups to sit on the sofa.

“Agree or not?”

Aza Ergo said nothing. She chose silence with her eyes pressed. This world Guide, and everything related to blood is not something of kindness.

It could have been that the person in front of him was planning something bad with their blood.

“You doubt. I'm not gonna fuck around, except make it experimental material.”

“That's why you're suspicious.”

Doctor Cley chuckled. His slow laughter hardened. Aza piqued and looked around. Realize that this room is soundproof.

“Don't be nervous so, boy. I'm not gonna fuck with you,”.

Honestly speaking, Aza was not afraid of him. It was just that the figure before exuded an oddity. At first glance its aura is like Lascarzio Hybrida, where it exudes an unpleasant calm sensation. But on one side there was pressure, as if the air was calm but harbored a black hole.

It was like Blerda quietly drifting.

“You're thinking of me,” the chuckle of that man.

The contorted look was immediately painted on the face of the empusa higher-ups. Feeling breathless with the ambiguous sentence that emitted a figure in front of him.

“Key Reygan.”

“What does that mean you agree to it?”

“Ya.”

Smiles also fluttered from the listener. “Take it easy. I just want to use your blood as an experiment. So don't worry about the forbidden spells of the tradio.”

Jerked. Aza looked at me not like it. How could this man know what he was thinking? If he was thinking the doctor could have handed the blood to the radio nation.

Where the family of the forbidden oath wearer can do the curse through the red liquid obtained.

Slowly, a warm smile emanated from the young leader. “Can you read minds?”

“I can read the look on your face.”

Hearing that Aza also touched his face. Makes the doctor laugh with satisfaction at his innocence. And a strand of unexpected words was thrown in his mouth.

“Iselkia Redas Lobos (Call in blasphemy)”

Aza flinched and lowered her hand. On the sidelines of the sentence was implied the smile of Doctor Cley who spoke.

“Regaria Redas Ragidos (Touching in absence)”

“Yerka Redas Arginos (Piercing in silence)”

“Barcaria Redas Mardobos (Blind in vision)”

“Firezakia Redas Phoenoros (Burning in the void)”

“Marzikara Redas factronos (Whispering in reality)”

“Izaria Neras Armera (Call the prison)”

“Exdoza vailhera nad tearzaria (With sweat and tears)”

“Agua bleedya nad soulkazia (Also blood and soul)”

“Thretaria cradya keysavana (thirteen locksmiths)”

“Ovena roomara ensa levarian (Opens living space)

“Eathera nas damonea redas hugarebas (Wallowing the sinner in his arms)

“Itu—”

“Abteriov (open)” continued Doctor Cley while raising his eyebrows.

Surely the magma boy narrowed his eyes. Because still can't believe that the figure in plain sight knows the thirteen key spells that bind Reygan Cottia.

“Thank you where?” cut out that crazy guy.

Aza still didn't spare anything. Surely the Doctor chuckled while combing his hair back. And unfortunately the sensation is like a blend of Blerda, Kers, and Lascarzio simultaneously.

It really made the young higher-ups uncomfortable.

“Mana thank you, Aza Ergo.” Now his tone of voice was pressing. It caused a wide stroke on Aza's lips. It was unclear what her clear expression meant to be annoying. And the doctor tilted his head. “You need upbringing? Magma boy.”

“Thank you, Doctor Vortha,” replied with a smile. His face gave off a happy look. “I will definitely pay my debt,” kekeh Aza then stand up from his seat.

Of course the Doctor glanced calmly at him.

“Land of the Kaspera,” shrinks suddenly and stops Aza's steps. “You will die once the prison is open, so make sure to pay your debt first before you take your life.”

The young man narrowed his eyes. I don't know why he just looked at me quietly.

“Now go,” expel the Doctor without further ado.

And Aza obeyed him. Leaving from there but his steps were now silent in front of the room door of Ragraph Revos' colleague.

Not knowing why, he was indeed happy to have obtained the key of the dangerous pervert. But there was still something that broke his heart.

Why would that lunatic so easily spout out the key that his ancestor guarded? Aza is not stupid, her instincts speak that the Doctor does not deceive her.

But what is this strange sensation?

The elftraz (healer) of a nation that was equally extinct with the blue earth creature was emitting an unusual sensation.

It felt indescribable and completely unsecured. And without a doubt the higher-ups turned and opened the door without warning.

“You!” suddenly screeches. Because the situation in the room is very different. Like a forest but exuding luxury. From the smell of concentrated lily but also scary. “What is this?” he went back inside.

The Doctor who was still sitting on the sofa, looked back. Stand up from her seat and raise your hand.

“Why are you back again, son? Is there anything you need?”

Gasped. Aza. Because a twig is coming from his chest. Making the corner of his lips drip blood suddenly without realizing it.

“Who are you?” asked Aza without caring about her condition. A twig on the body is obviously painful. Like being cruelly slashed.

“You really don't have manners. Didn't I tell you? If I were Doctor Cley who was a genius.”

“You don't emit any energy. What level are you at?” ask Aza without further ado.

The doctor being questioned slowly approached. “Then what about you? What level are you at? Child dying with two souls.”

Aza did not respond to him. He didn't care and started to squint.

And the mad doctor touched Aza's chin to remove the blood flowing there. “You are very suitable as my experiment material. Young man,” he pulled his hand and then watched with adhesiveness the traces of blood that he had been holding. “Two souls, dying, and body scents mixed in it. There are dragon seals and radios locking you up. Where else would you like to look for extraordinary materials like you? You must be dangerous if you get treated like that.”

It can't be stopped. The tail of magma Aza appeared suddenly. Along with the melting of branches in the body into magma. Like five fingers that were about to grip his figure and the Doctor in plain sight.

Such was the appearance of the tail of magma Aza who was ready to hit the two.

“Do you want to kill me? Boy.”

Slowly, the magma tail grew even higher. It seems that what is being asked may be happening.

But a voice shook both of them. And they both turned to the door where there was a source behind.