Crush… the fate of the Seredon family?
Hearing her daughter say such words, Shuderian actually felt quite gratified.
This little girl was much stronger than her mother.
At least… Yaya dared to face her own fate.
Looking at herself, she really was useless~
Lady Shuderian smiled helplessly.
Well then, since Yaya wanted to resist this fate together with her, she would let her have her way…
With this thought, as a mother, Shuderian felt warmth in her heart.
She wrapped her arms around her daughter, and they pressed their foreheads together, rubbing against each other affectionately.
Arthur, standing to the side, seemed delighted to see this scene. He even wore an auntie-like smile.
“Keep staring and I’ll gouge your eyes out…” However, Amisa, standing beside Arthur, cut him off at the right moment.
“Uh…” Arthur opened his mouth, then could only smile helplessly and look away.
“Ahem, well… Yaya, who is this?” She had been so affectionate with her obedient daughter that she almost forgot there was an outsider present.
“Arthur is… my collaborator.” Ileya stood up from her mother’s embrace and looked back at Arthur.
“Can you tell me now… what your method is?”
“Mmm…” Arthur nodded slightly, then slowly pulled a harp from within his robes.
“Lady Shu… I ask only that you fall asleep to the sound of my harp each night. I cannot guarantee anything else, but I can ensure you will peacefully fall asleep without any pain.”
As he spoke, the corners of Arthur’s mouth lifted slightly. His pale fingers gently plucked the harp strings.
A soothing melody filled the air.
“Of course, it will also help suppress the special nature of your bloodline.”
What?!
Everyone looked at Arthur in surprise.
The Seredon family’s bloodline was the “Holy Witch” bloodline!
That was the bloodline of a “Supreme Being.” How could mere harp music suppress it?
The rank of this harp music… was too high, wasn’t it?!
What exactly was this guy’s identity?
Ileya frowned slightly but nodded without hesitation.
This was the optimal solution for now. Before she could figure out a way to resolve the issue, controlling her mother’s condition was absolutely necessary.
“If you really can do it, I will be very grateful to you.”
Ileya nodded toward Arthur with great solemnity.
Arthur, who had been suppressed by the young lady’s “morality” and “loyalty,” waved his hand in some discomfort.
“Since I chose to follow you, young lady, and you do not despise my actions… I should do my utmost.”
Arthur smiled very kindly.
That smile even made Shuderian pause for a moment.
Because… she subconsciously saw in this old man named Arthur the image of her father from her childhood.
But it was just that kind of… elder feeling.
Perhaps any kind elderly man would make her feel this way?
“Well then, let’s start now. You don’t mind if I listen in, do you?”
As she spoke, Ileya sat down beside her mother’s bed, crossing her legs. Her crimson eyes fixed on Arthur before her.
Though it seemed she could only trust him for now, she still had to guard against him using any undesirable transcendent abilities… it might be redundant, but it was necessary.
“Of course~” Arthur smiled slightly. He stood at the door of the room, took two steps back, and leaned against the wall…
As his fingers plucked the strings, a beautiful, tranquil melody gradually filled the air.
“Oh, by the way…”
Lady Shuderian held Ileya’s small hand and looked at her daughter with some concern.
“Although you’ve never shown anything special, Yaya… you should also have the Holy Witch bloodline in your body, right?”
Seeing her mother’s gaze, Ileya immediately understood what she was worried about.
She was afraid that, like her aunt, two types of Supreme Being bloodlines would appear in her body, leading to backlash.
But… Ileya knew best where the source of her transcendent power lay.
“Don’t worry, Mother. The Supreme Being who granted me power… is very gentle and has a good relationship with me.”
“Sigh… you’re talking nonsense again.”
Lady Shuderian pouted slightly and reached out a finger to poke her daughter’s forehead.
“Ah… hehehe…” Ileya could only smile helplessly at this.
That was just how the world was—no one believed the truth.
But… why did it feel so quiet around here?
As the harp music entered her ears, not only Shuderian but even Ileya felt…
The surroundings were so tranquil and warm, like… rain beating against the window at night, a warm fireplace crackling in a dark room…
Making one… feel drowsy…
With that thought, Ileya slowly closed her eyes, as if the fatigue of the whole day converged at this moment.
“Ah…”
Amisa, leaning against the door on the other side, jerked her head down sharply, then steadied herself with a dazed look.
At this moment, on the large bed ahead… although the lady’s eyelids were trembling, she still insisted on pulling the blanket over her daughter before reaching out and pulling her into an embrace…
Then she slowly closed her eyes…
Was this lullaby really that effective?
Amisa rubbed her forehead. She too felt an urge to go back to her room and sleep.
But… the lullaby-like sound didn’t seem to be aimed at her.
So Amisa only felt sleepy, not falling asleep.
As the piece ended, Arthur slowly put down his harp and looked at the mother and daughter on the bed, now fast asleep…
His blue eyes held a certain depth, as if recalling something from a long, long time ago.
“Hey! Didn’t I warn you not to stare?” Amisa frowned in dissatisfaction.
“Anyway, is that it? Can that suppress the bloodline in the lady’s body?”
“Yes, only temporarily. But as long as I’m here, I can play the Nocturne every day, so you don’t need to worry.”
Arthur spoke with a gentle tone and a slight smile, then slowly rose.
“Well, I’ll trouble Miss Amisa to escort me back to my room. To be honest… the Marquis Castle is really too big for an old man like me.”
Was this guy showing his emotional intelligence?
Voluntarily giving him a reason to be watched…
“Alright, let’s go~”
Amisa shook her head to clear her mind a bit, then opened the door and let Arthur walk out first. Then…
She gently closed the door to the lady’s room.
Click.
Squelch…
“Hehe… hahaha~ Ah… beautiful, so beautiful~”
Amid flowing blood, a pink-haired girl holding a serrated longsword laughed wildly.
Her face, body, and legs were all wrapped in dark red bandages, bound like a mummy.
Her sick eyes stared at the wide-open eyes of the corpse at her feet, the excitement impossible to ignore.
“Scream! Keep screaming!! It hurts, doesn’t it? It hurts, doesn’t it?!”
Squelch! Squelch… Squelch!
The girl wildly swung her thin blade, chopping at the already dead body beneath her…
And at that moment… behind a broken wall, Franlot swallowed instinctively.
“I said, System… can’t you let me try to win over a normal person?”
The last catgirl was one thing—at least she was an innocent, kind normal person…
But what the hell was this one he had to get affection from now?!
Although from the side, she seemed like a somewhat wild beauty, she was way too crazy!
The people in this village… were all killed by her, right?
Franlot grimaced and looked at the quest on the transparent panel before him.
……
[Quest Issued: Blood Blade’s Favor]
Quest Objective: Raise [Blood Blade] Dehaimu Xue’er’s Affection Points toward you to 35 or higher.
Current Affection Points: 0
……
Before that, Franlot had already used Detection to check her stats.
[Dehaimu Xue’er]
HP: 19780
MP: 6530
[Race: Human]
[Lv.47]
[Strength: 92]
[Constitution: 104]
[Agility: 201]
[Mind: 7]
[Talents]
[Extreme Bloodlust.A: Has a special obsession with the blood of living beings. When bathed in blood, all stats increase by 50%~100%]
[Wild Instinct.A: Unable to control the primal desire to kill. Every time she kills a person, Strength, Agility, and Constitution temporarily increase by 5%, Mind decreases by 10%]
[Demon Blade ‘Karmic Hell Spine’.B: The blade she wields is no ordinary weapon—beyond the control of ordinary people. It can increase the pain of wounds by 1 to 13 times, and wounds cannot heal.]
[Sword Prodigy.B: The moment she grasps a sword, it becomes an extension of her arm. Learning experience for swordsmanship increased by 60%.]
[Mental Disorder.C: Has poor mental state. Upon hearing someone else’s screams, may suddenly go berserk. During the berserk state, Mind becomes zero, Strength and Speed increase by 40%.]
[Murder Demon.C: Has killed over a hundred people. Murderous aura clings to her; a single glance can immobilize ordinary people.]
……
This girl… was a complete killing machine. How was he supposed to win her over…
Aaaah, System, can’t you just change the mission?!
Just as Franlot was agonizing…
He suddenly noticed that the pink-haired girl in front slowly knelt on the ground, seemingly no longer moving.
“Hm?” Franlot frowned slightly. Analyzing the panel he’d detected, he came to a conclusion…
The earlier frenzy of mutilating the corpse had put her in the “Mental Disorder” state…
Now that the villagers were all dead and no one was screaming, she gradually regained her composure.
So then…
Contacting her now would be a good opportunity!
Though he was reluctant about this mission, he trusted that his System wouldn’t screw him over.
He was a transmigrator—the protagonist of this era, of this world!
How could he die in a place like this…
After pumping himself up, Franlot made up his mind and suddenly stood up from his hiding spot.
Whoosh—!
The next second, the girl kneeling on the ground turned her eyes, seemingly filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, sharply toward Franlot’s direction.
“Yo… you’re the legendary [Blood Blade], right?” He forced himself to raise his head slowly.
Staring at her dazed yet ferocious gaze, he stepped forward… toward one of his fated protagonist party companions.