CHAPTER 194: KIFRIL FALLENBLOOD

Adam sat upon his throne, at this moment he began to ponder how strong this Krifil guy even was all things considered.

Base of Alustus memories he was royal vampire from the Cain Family.

’...Tsk I learn alot about Vampires

Adam mused, his golden eyes narrowing as he leaned back, fingers drumming against the throne’s armrest.

"Thanks to Priscilla’s endless lectures, I know the Cain Family’s no joke. They’re blood-deep in that creepy Bleeding realm, with that they are capable of pulling secrets from the veins of the living like it’s a damn Infinity library. And since this bastard is a Commander of the Cain family."

Adam said to himself, his eyes close as he ponders further, his original body isn’t here, and this inferior body he controls isn’t as strong as his current main.

So if the off chance that a fight does break out between them...things might get a little tricky if he doesn’t play his card right during this fight.

"Kifril’s a Royal vampire, probably packing enough juice to take on Alustus without breaking a sweat. After all, according to Alustus’s memories the guy was a cocky bastard, but even he respected Kifril’s strength."

"...Sigh how troublesome indeed."

"Hmmm... But it doesn’t matter, if shit gets hectic I will just face it head on, after all this is my domain and place of power."

This was his the answer he has come to with that he prepare to play a stragetic game here.

Smiling to himself.

Berreta however stand beside Adam, as she looked his way. Fear, and respect fills her being mostly these days, after swearing eternal loyalty to him as result of her forfeiting her true name.

At this very moment she tried her best to make sure everything was set properly.

But ultimately she was nervous, Kifril she has only met the man twice. But in those two meetings alone, and at a glance, she could tell that Alustus and him where about the same, or maybe even stronger, it is hard to tell the power difference between two Peak A-Ranks.

At this rank and evolutionary stage for Monsters across the board was chaotic, A-Rank unlimited growth make power imbalance instead of fixed.

One can have enough power to blow apart a small planet while the other can one shot a solar system.

But the weakest an A-Rank can be in most cases would be a potential continent killer. A-Ranks at their most weakest can destroy a continent in couple hours.

One might have enough power to blow apart a small planet, while another could one-shot an entire solar system.

But in most cases, the weakest an A-Rank can be is a potential continent killer. Even at their lowest, A-Ranks can destroy a continent within a few hours.

That aside though, Adam had strength that is of the S-Rank magnitude.

So it goes without saying he surpasses Kifril in raw energy and power atleast, yet she could not shake off this feeling.

The reason in of itself is because he was from the Cain Family.

’Just calm down Berreta... I am sure everything will go smoothly in today’s meeting.’

Then almost on time Adam open his eye’s.

As he could sense something approaching, it’s coordinate is his domain.

Yet, at that moment Adam began use his control over the castle aspects to conceptually teleport a good amount of the Sidhe here.

"Ha.... Isn’t this kings throne room?"

One Sidhe said, and then a bunch flew over to their king and said.

"Big brother, big brother... Did you brought us here?"

"Big brother do you want to play?!"

Another one tune in, the Sidhe race was a very easy going race after all.

However Adam just looked at his subject’s and said to them.

"Today we have a very scary visitor coming to see me, your king isn’t afraid of that person, but we as kingdom can’t look weak your job is simple if those bastards try to make a fuss you have my permission to let loose."

"REALLLYY!!"

"YAAAYY... I call dibs on first blood."

The small little thing said with a smile, it’s joyous murderous intent evident.

As such the dark throne room became lively with thousands of Sidhe just floating around.

The strongest of them, the lower A-Ranks by the dozens all floated close to their king.

Meanwhile the thing Adam sense was getting closer, and closer.

Judging by where it is coming from, it seems it coming from above, and will land in the arena upon it’s arrival.

Seeing this Adam looked at Berreta who just nodded, as she suddenly disseapear, or rather teleport.

Adam had granted her the authority to manifest anywhere within the castle grounds, save for a few heavily restricted zones, sealed off even from her.

So without hesitation, Berreta chose her destination. The very heart of the Great Sidhe Arena of Power.

In an instant, she appeared at its center, her heeled boots clicking softly against the polished tiles of the sidelines of the place, as the massive coliseum stretched out around her in eerie silence.

The arena was, vast, and suffused with raw magical energy, or rather Astrum making it a place where one can cast magic freely.

She stood tall, eyes narrowed, posture composed, waiting for their guest to arrive.

Then it began.

From high above, the sky, of the Sidhe territory, started to tremble.

A surge of energy gathered, dense and ominous, pressing down on the arena like an invisible barbell.

And then it struck downwards.

A massive pillar of crimson light came crashing down from the heavens, slamming into the center of the arena with such force that the entire coliseum shook.

The flare was blinding, a burning beam of raw Monster Energy that painted the walls in red and drowned the world in silence for a heartbeat.

Berreta flinched at the light, her vision seared white, but she didn’t move.

She knew better, and appearing weak was not an option here.

As the beam gradually faded, the oppressive energy settled. And when the crimson glow finally dispersed, she opened her eyes.

Standing at the epicenter of the impact was a familiar figure, tall, composed, and extremely powerful. Beside him stood an entourage of figures, cloaked in cloaked hoods, as they arranged around him like pieces on a chessboard.

Their guest had arrived... Kifril Fallenblood.

The great vampire looked around, this place was filled with Sidhe, thousands of them.

"Is it me or has the population only increase way more despite the death of the king?"

One of the cloaked figures, walked up to the man tip toeing to reach his ears, and by the the looks of the bump on the chest of the figure it was not hard to tell that it this was a woman behind the hood.

Krifil lower his crimson eyes, as he said.

"Is that so... T-This might actually be a problem are you sure Mistress?"

’Mistress?’

Berreta commented, not expecting another powerful figure to appear with Kifril.

"Well, well, this... This might actually be worth the trip then."

As such the man already sensing Berreta before arriving, walked up to Berreta and said, his arms to his side.

"Lady Berreta long time no see."

"Hahaha... It’s only been about six months since we met face to face now?!"

She laughed nervously.

But tried to keep her composure for the most part.

However easier said than done, with someone this powerful just within inches of her she can’t help but sweath profusely.

Kifril seeing this merley knocked her back and said.

"At ease child I am not here to eat you, I am merley here to see the new king... Also my condolence on your husband unexpected demise. At first, I thought who could kill one like him, but it would seem that my suspicion were not warranted, let me asked you child."

"What is the last name of the King that rule’s over this place."

Berreta hesitate for a moment, she did not know how to answer a question like that.

It goes without saying it would be like freely giving information away to a potential enemy.

"Hmm... You know Alustus castle from what I notice has floated quite close to one of the Monster Lords Territory you know, it’s a few light years away from that place but that quite close given Monster Lords can sense when something problematic is near their domain. So going by your silence I can presume a someone of the Shinso Family is here."

Berreta eye open up for the first time, as she looked Kifril.

"Bingo."

Kifril said, judging by her reaction it was clear what had happened here.

"How unfortunate indeed."

The ancient vampire said with a snarky smile, his white hair flowing in the wind.

But Berreta regain her composure once more as she said while turning around.

"You will know when you meet the new king, although a word of advice. His Majesty Adam is not like my husband. If he thinks your a threath to him, he will kill you no questions ask, and sadly he not one to talk things over. He doesn’t give second chances, muchless third ones, everyone get’s only one chance. This might not mean anything to you, but I beg of you please don’t try to aggravate his majesty in his own domain."

One vampire hearing this came out and said.

"How insolent! Do you think we’re afraid of some backwater monster kingdom? Show respect to your betters, you filthy halfbre...

But at that moment, to everyone’s surprise, the man who had spoken suddenly disappeared from the group, vanishing into thin air, as if he had never been there at all.

"What the?!"

Another vampire servant blurted out in shock.

Meanwhile, Kifril let out a low laugh, clearly amused by the unfolding scene.

"Hahaha... how scary. Now, now, everyone... Let’s show a little respect in the King’s domain. Just take a look around us."

He casually gestured upward.

That was when they noticed it, thousands of Sidhe lining the upper levels of the arena, gazing down with eyes full of cold, merciless killing intent. The air was heavy with pressure, and silence fell over the group like a shroud.

Watching it all unfold, Berreta let out a soft sigh.

"I warned you."

She said, her tone a mix of resignation and smugness.

"In this place, good manners will carry you a long way. Now, if you’ll follow me, I’ll escort you to the throne room to see his majesty."