“My daughter.”

Those words made my mind go blank for a moment.

‘Daughter?’

Did the Blood Demon just call Cheonma his daughter?

I turned to look at Cheonma.

Creak—!

Her face was twisted in a scowl, her eyes glaring with intensity.

The hostility and killing intent radiating from her made my skin crawl. Cheonma’s expression was more distorted than I’d ever seen before.

‘What is this?’

What the hell is happening right now?

‘Is she really his daughter?’

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“Hm.”

A voice came from much closer than expected.

I immediately shifted my gaze.

The Blood Demon was standing right in front of me.

The stench of blood hit me, and nausea welled up in my throat. His entire being exuded an overpowering scent of blood.

“You meet your father, and that’s the expression you show?”

His eyes were still fixed solely on Cheonma. Not even a shred of interest was directed toward me.

“You don’t seem pleased.”

The Blood Demon spoke with a smirk.

Crack.

My fist clenched tightly.

Fwoosh!

Flames erupted around my hand as I hurled their searing heat toward him.

But then—

The Blood Demon’s gaze shifted to me.

[Stop.]

—!!!

“Urgh!?”

In an instant, my body froze.

I tried to exert strength, but not even a tremble came.

That sensation—I knew it all too well.

‘...Dragon Speech!’

How could I not recognize it? It was the same ability I often used. The Blood Demon had used Dragon Speech on me.

Creak—!

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