THE HOLY BLOOD GIRL
TERMS

Queen Evanora welcomed Alatariel's desire to use her crystal ball to summon Gullveig's spirit.

After the plan to coalition with the vampire clan and a group of rogue failed then the only – way is to help the dark elves to immediately activate the death sword.

Not wanting to waste a lot of time, Tonight Alatariel also intends to perform the seance ritual of his great-grandfather.

Since only Gullveig's original descendants could do so, Alatariel used his own abilities to begin the ritual.

After a circle with various magic spells was made, he also sprinkled around the circle with some potions specially made for the ritual.

Next, along with Queen Evanora's black crystal ball, Alatariel began to sit cross-legged in the middle – of the circle and concentrate on making calls.

With both hands on the black crystal ball, Alatariel immediately recited the spell he used to summon the spirit of his great-grandfather.

At the time of the ongoing ritual arrived – a strong wind came and began to disturb his concentration.

Wush..wush….

Alatariel tried to stay focused and completely unaffected by the wind blowing increasingly louder, trying to fly his stumpy body.

The wind that blows so hard over time turns into a vortex that gets wider and wider and flies whatever it goes through.

But Alatariel is not at all shaky about the attack that continues to overflow it with – tubes.

He remained seated upright with his mouth slammed – kamit reciting the spell with both hands still above the black crystal ball.

The whirlwind that was originally white had now turned dark like a cloud containing lightning.

Ctarr.ctarrr…..

The lightning coming out of the dark whirlwind was seen several times grabbing the small body of Alatariel.

But again – again the attack did not affect the concentration of the dark elves who still remained firmly sitting in their place.

One by one the barrier that occurred during the ritual was successfully traversed by Alatariel well until finally white smoke gagged in front of him.

“ What are you calling me for?...”, he said with a fiber and weight sound.

Hearing the sound, Alatariel slowly opened his eyes. In front of him had now stood an elf like himself with a stern face.

“ Are you Gullveig, my great-grandfather ?...”, ask Alatariel to make sure.

“ What do you want ?...”, instead of answering Alatariel's question, Gullveig asked with an unhappy face.

Honestly, this spirit summoning ritual is quite troublesome for him because it is not easy to be able to bring out his figure in front of people living like this.

Gullveig also had to fight extra hard, for that appeared various obstacles that had whack Alatariel during the ritual process took place.

Seeing that his ancestors did not like to speak – stale then Alatariel immediately entered into the core of the existing problems.

Gullveig seemed to listen carefully to all the stories of his descendants with a flat face.

Until the story was finished it seemed that the old man in front of him did not want to open his mouth at all, making Alatarile a little frustrated.

But Alatariel did not lose his mind, he tried hard to persuade his great-grandfather in various ways.

“ There are some conditions that you must meet so that death sword can be active..”, said Gullveig softened.

Seeing that his grandfather had softened a little and was willing to share with him, Alatariel also seemed eager to know.

“ What is it ?...”, he asked enthusiastically.

“ First, you must perform the ritual of immersion death sword using seven blood virgin girl born in the full moon.”.

“ Second, the ritual can only be performed where the death sword is located (death valley) and is performed on one third of the night of the full moon.”.

“ All that you do in one third of the full moon...”, Gullveig explained.

For all the conditions mentioned by his great-grandfather that Alatariel still meet but there is one condition that is quite promising in his heart.

“ Pure girl's blood ?….”, Alatariel's guman is a little confused.

Seeing his offspring a little tangent, Gullveig also tried to explain it so that the ritual could be carried out immediately.

“ You are lucky enough, pure-blooded girl has appeared a few years ago. Only with blood can the death sword be active and you use it to the maximum.”, said Gulllveig flat.

“ Then...where can I get it ?...”, asked Alatariel curious.

“ That's your job.I can't give you a specific picture. What was clear, the pure-blooded girl was extremely tough and powerful. He also can not bleed easily even though you cut off his head though.”, Gullveig again explained carefully.

He recalled the time of failing to obtain the pure blood of a girl several hundred years ago until the death sord was taken over and his soul was confined for quite a long time in the darkness.

“ You mean the girl can not die ?...”, asked Alatariel full inquiry.

“ Not..”

“ After this girl perfected her strength, the blood in her body will not be able to come out if the owner does not allow.”.

“ Even the scratches and incisions of the knife can only make him injured without bleeding a bit.”.

“ Because the blood is quite special and valuable..”, Gullveig explained while looking far ahead.

For a moment, a silent atmosphere began to be created. Both are seen struggling on the thoughts of each – each.

“ If you can find it then you can also destroy the gloxinia flower because the bungga is on it...”, said Gullveig before finally disappearing from the sight of the eyes of Alatariel.

After Gullveig's departure, Alatariel remained silent in his place thinking about all the conditions he had to get before the full moon.

And that meant that it was only seven days left that he would have to obtain all those conditions, otherwise he would never be able to activate the death sword and could only use it as an ordinary sword without gaining its power.

If Alatariel was in a perplexity activating the black sword he got the other way with Isabella.

The sword of light he had obtained had been activated and used to the maximum. Therefore he also felt very ready whenever the war would occur, in accordance with what was predicted by Tiffany.

Halfway through the hall where Isabella was training came the well-built and handsome man walking quickly and cuddling the girl from behind, making Isabella's eyes glare for a moment.

“ Babe...kangen..”, ripped spoiled Scoth.

Seeing her lover rest after a few days of hard training, Scoth who returned neglected to use the time available to stick to his Luna.

The elder Otsana could only snort angrily at the behavior of his Alpha. If only the handsome man in front of him was not the leader, he might have thrown far away to another planet.

Not wanting to make the atmosphere awkward, Isabella immediately teleported into the room to calm her big baby.

“ Scoth...do you still have a lot of tasks..”, said Isabella while stroking the head of the lover who is still loyal in the niche of his neck.

“ Everything has been taken care of Morgan...so you take it easy...”, said Scoth lightly.

He also resumed his activities, spoiled – with the very busy lover.

Although Isabella lives in the red moon pack but the arrival of the elder Otsana following her here makes the time to make out with the lover limited.

Because the girl was busy practicing all the time. Even though he knew all of that was done to prepare for the war that somehow would take place, but still it made Scoth very upset.

“ Dear..promise yes...after the war after we immediately married..”, Scoth said expectantly.

Seeing Isabella nodding with a smile, Scoth felt very happy. He was looking forward to building a happy household with his lover.