Moments later, Princess Camilla opened the door to find Grand Healer Larys standing there, holding a small ceramic bottle on an aluminum tray.“What brings you to our chambers, grand healer?” the princess asked.“I came for the tonic you asked for, your highness.” “Right. I almost forgot. I'm glad it’s already done. Come inside, grand healer.” She replied. Not too much time passed before the princess flung open the door to let the great healer into their chamber.“Ah...if it isn’t the grand healer who has interrupted my claimancy to Dizencia’s most valued treasure.” When the earl saw the grand healer, who had made his way all the way into their chambers, he gave a very sarcastic response.Vandread, who was completely naked in the presence of the great healer, walked over to the closest table and helped himself to another glass of wine. He held the wine cup in his left hand and looked up at the grand healer, smiling as he waited for an answer.“Apologies, but I was tasked with bringin

The ogres, who grunted in unison, had a significant numerical advantage over Vandread. They all looked at him as if he were the next piece of fresh meat that they were going to have for dinner. However, Vandread was not going to sit there and passively watch them take him down so easily..As best he could, he attempted to use his own strength to regain his footing. He intended to return and completely wipe them out this time. It makes no difference to him whether or not taking such action would result in actually letting the kingdom of Dizencia know that he was still alive.He wanted to prove these hideous creatures that he was far superior amongst them. And that they don’t have what it takes to defeat him.Therefore, despite the fact that the impact had broken his left arm, Vandread raised his right arm and gathered a quantity of energy in his palm one more time before uttering the word "Haltos!" And as he witnessed how the ogres’ movement were slowed down by his attempt. He immed

“Suicidal?”“Yes. If you didn't know, I've been watching you from afar since those guards got rid of you here in ogre territory. And I have to say that trying to kill them all at once and soak up their spiritual energy is a suicide mission.”“You think you know it all, huh? How am I supposed to believe someone who has just snatched what I had been hunting?”"Who are you hunting?" Oh, the ogres. How petty. I don’t prey on weaklings. You can have them all and remain a frozen corpse forever.”"What on earth are you talking about right now?"There followed a wicked grin on the woman's face. "Didn't you know that their mana is infused with lethal poison, making it undesirable for anyone to absorb spirit energy from these creatures? This poison was so potent that it would kill any living thing that ingested it.”Vandread was astounded by what he had just heard. At first, he didn't buy it, and it wasn't until the mountain lion finally stopped roaring and making piercing cries as it fell to t

What the woman had just listened to was so unbelievable that she could hardly grasp it. Her condition was already poor, but what she had just listened to could have made her feel even worse about herself. "Don't try to trick me into thinking I'm stupid! Just put me out of my misery right this instant and kill me!" Despite her obvious difficulty in communicating, the woman insisted. On the other hand, Vandread did not seem to be the kind of person who would eventually back down so quickly. Even more so when he realized how much he stood to gain from achieving his objective, he would press forward with unwavering determination. Vandread cocked his head to one side in order to get a better look at the woman's face. They were in such close proximity to one another that the tips of their noses actually touched. The woman was caught off guard by the unexpected move, and all of a sudden she felt ashamed of the predicament they were in. Unfortunately, she could not push him away from her

A secluded pavilion could be found in the mountains that stretched across the northern part of Dizencia. This pavilion gained notoriety for the hundreds of mistresses who kept the place lively. It had a hot bath, which served as a witness to the steamy activities that were going on around the place. The singing of birds that were hiding among the scattered trees blended in with the constant sound of water dripping from the bamboo fountain. These creatures could be heard singing their hymns, and they were joined in the chorus by the few cicadas that were scurrying around in the grass. Women of varying types chatted and laughed among themselves as they attended to the needs of their one and only master while he delighted in the pleasures of a steamy, hot bath with them. In fact, one of the women was supposed to pour and serve him drinks on a scheduled basis. And anyone who lived close by could hear them clearly. Most especially, Vandread, who was the master