
The Lavensberg Empire
Duchy Helemites
Tarrant stared at the paper which he had copied into his language so he could read and see.
"Blood awakening?" his murmurs were staring at the paper containing writing that he did not understand but had translated into his writing.
"Ini nyata?"
Tarrant put it back, he was not in the father's mansion but in his pavilion at the western end of the Duchy Helemites themselves.
The man turned his head back and looked at the paper, he began to compose his sentence and of course he did not know how to use it.
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Imperial Palace
Theodore knelt, the throne that soon belonged to him now he still saw with his head up.
"I heard of the matter from the Duchy Helemites, did you know anything about the Crown Prince?" ask the emperor who was glorified by all his people.
Theodore was silent for a moment, he then turned his head and looked towards the man once more.
"No problem, I heard the princess was on vacation to her mother's hometown," replied Theodore who certainly covered up the problems that were happening.
The emperor nodded his head, looking at his first son who seemed unwilling to make his fiancee trouble.
"She's the daughter of Grand Duke Ecklart, if she's too proud you have to tell her who's higher" the emperor told his son.
"Well Dad, but my relationship with my daughter is still harmonious" said Theodore who seemed to show how much love he had.
"You're like he's in love, but the boy himself is playing around with another man" said the emperor.
He heard the rumors that happened with young Marquis Blaze but he himself could not say anything because the person concerned himself did not mind him.
While he himself since the beginning did not like the daughter of the Grand Duke who could make his throne waver.
Political engagement is done because he feels Grand Duke Ecklart is too dangerous to be made an enemy or rival even though he did not like it from the beginning.
Theodore did not smile faintly, not only in the eyes of the emperor, but throughout the eyes of the people he was someone who was considerate and so loved his 'Evil' fiancee'
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Duchy Helemite's.
Tarrant frowned, he had already composed every sentence.
"Do I have to use what I found in that palace?" muttered Tarrant who was trying to find something else.
And the only thing he could find was a poisonous flower seedling that was in front of him.
Pour some black seedlings and then pour her blood over her.
He did not know, maybe like building a magic circle but he read the translation he had done.
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Italy.
Black shoes that looked covered in blood, sharp eyes with a handsome, violent face.
Huh...
The man took his breath, his sharp eyes glancing towards the girl who seemed to be sitting leisurely despite seeing the various tragic deaths.
"We're home? I want to eat those potato chips" said Cyra, who is now addicted to micin and flavoring the food in snacks.
Alessio walked over, he looked towards the girl who remained following him.
"You're still thinking mak-Ukh!"
Alessio could not continue his speech, his ears buzzing. He was in pain and also felt something crashing and dismantling his body contents.
The deg!
Cyra flinched, the man looked in pain. Dark color and black tendrils radiated from within his body and rose to his neck.
"Olympics? You why?" ask Cyra who is approaching.
The deg!
The girl looked surprised, her steps retreated, she stared towards the eyes that turned blood red.
The man's face remained handsome but his body seemed enlarged and visible skin that began to change to resemble scales.
"Overcome..."
Call Cyra once again as she begins to pull out her flower tendrils as she feels threatened.