As per the deal he made with the scholar, Rex was brought to face Lord Istvan.

    His face was covered by an isolation mask, it completely negated his senses as he was transported from the torture chamber to a regal and massive pavilion. Rex didn''t resist—he followed the lead until he was kicked from behind—forcing him to go on his knees.

    Once he was free from the mask, he found himself in a spacious hall of black and azure.

    Five guards surrounded him and pointed their spearheads to his neck.

    But Rex was undisturbed.

    He gazed ahead at an old man who exuded an air of authority and power.

    An old man who boasted sharp features and draconic azure scales on his face—Lord Istvan.

    ...

    Istvan Apoltic Narsa

    Status: Nervous and Careful.

    Race: Azure Draconian Spirit

    Power: Immortal Spirit 4 (Third Circle) – Sea Dragon Mage Arcalenta@@@@

    Soul Artifact: Azure Dragon Heart – S-grade (Attack)

    Echo: Nine Kindred Dragon (Flame) and Magic.

    Spiritual Points: 580,500 (+500,000)

    Strength: 515,000 (+350,000)

    Agility: 730,000 (+450,000)

    Endurance: 888,000 (+400,000)

    ...

    Rex wasted no time in scanning Istvan and found him at the Immortal Spirit 4 rank.

    His eyes were slightly throbbing as he scanned Istvan.

    It seemed he could only scan anyone up to at maximum, Eternal Spirit 1 or 2 rank.

    Both Davina and that dragon snake were higher than that to be able to overpower the scanning feature.

    Scanning the stats window, Rex found some similarities between Selvaris—and Istvan.

    Istvan''s Spiritual Vein was Sea Dragon Arcalenta, it was the exact same as Selvaris'' and his Soul Artifact was an Azure Dragon Heart. Possessing the Sea Dragon Arcalenta Spiritual Vein allowed him to grow the unique characteristics of a sea dragon.

    It was his innate constitution.

    Since both of them came from the same house, this wasn''t a surprise.

    Another similarity between the two was their bonus stat points.

    Due to their equipment or treasures that they were wearing right now, their powers were basically close to being doubled. Compared to Rex who has no equipment and no treasures, they were far ahead in terms of accessories.

    Rex''s only redeeming part was his innate bloodline from his Werewolf side.

    He gained bonus stats because of that.

    But the gap between him and those who are an Immortal Spirit wasn''t too far, it was manageable.

    "What is your name?" Istvan finally spoke, eyeing Rex from a higher vantage point.

    Rex was kneeling on the ground with spears pointed at him while Istvan was on an elevated platform, sitting cross-legged on a soft cushion—looking down on him. However, unlike Selvaris'' gaze which was clearly viewing him as someone lesser, Istvan was looking at him as a person.

    Pausing for a second, he then opened his mouth, "You can call me Rex"

    "Is it true that you''re willing to help us?" Istvan asked, his eyes narrowing.

    It was clear that he was observing Rex''s micro-expressions but Rex gave nothing away.

    Glancing to the side, Rex saw Selvaris sitting across the table from Istvan—her lips pressed into a thin smile. Considering their interactions yesterday, she clearly doesn''t want Rex to help them but for some reason, she didn''t say anything.

    Desperate, they are desperate.

    "As long as I''m promised to be freed," Rex answered firmly, keeping eye contact with Selvaris.

    Seeing this, Istvan cleared his throat and stole a glance at Selvaris.

    "Eindra has told me that you are capable and could potentially help us," Istvan continued, gesturing to the scholar. "But I heard concerns from my daughter that you''re hired by the Arcalen House. It was the reason you were captured to make sure you won''t side with our enemies"

    "I refused their offer, everyone in Arbitgea knew about it," Rex answered.

    His tone was hinted with a vague annoyance.

    Of course, the suspicion was superficial—Selvaris captured him because he had considerable strength.

    From the very start, no matter what he said, she was planning to detain him here anyway.

    Since Rex has an extremely toned and muscular stature from his military training and enhancement of his Werewolf side, it would be way better for him to boast his muscles as that would make it way easier for them to gain Lord Garvain''s respect.

    ''For Lord Garvain, the Narsa House was the limp-wristed''

    It was the exact sentence from Eindra.

    Lord Garvain thought that because the Narsa House was those who were born with the Sea Dragon Mage Arcalenta Spiritual Vein which made them robust in terms of life energy but weak physically, while the other side had the Sea Dragon Cavalier Arcalenta, making them physically strong.

    Before leaving for battle, Rex memorized his new special abilities and also checked his status window.

    He needed to know exactly how strong he was currently as he was now an Ascendant Spirit 1.

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    Rex Silverstar – Spirit Body

    Status: Angry.

    Race: Grand Royal Black Werewolf / Ghost Spirit

    Power: Ascendant Spirit 1 (3) (Second Circle) – Harbinger of the Nightfall

    Soul Artifact: Red Dawn of Kaiser – SSS-grade (Attack), Mask of the Banished Eclipse – SSS-grade (Hybrid), Aegis of Moon Sentinel – SSS-grade (Defense).

    Level: 36 (71%/100%)

    Full Moon: 49 Days – Blood Moon

    Berserk: 48%

    Sanity: 60%

    Spiritual Points: 213,000

    Strength: 104,200 (+67,730) - 167,500 (+138,875)

    Agility: 81,100 (+53,105) - 144,000 (+123,600)

    Endurance: 156,000 (+101,400) - 198,250 (+228,863)

    Form Expiry Time: 46 Days.

    ...

    Upon checking his stats, Rex looked outside of the window and found the sun was still shining brightly.

    As the Royal Black Prince, his body absorbed moonlight energy, allowing him to transform and harness the moon''s power at will. Added with the Sovereign of the Night skill, he could easily double all of his physical stats at will.

    But without the night, his regeneration wasn''t as strong.

    He would need to be careful and avoid fatal wounds as he wouldn''t be able to heal in time.

    Nodding his head as he could certainly hold his own—with his current power, Rex then reached into his pocket and took out a purple pill the size of a marble. Selvaris concocted this pill—and he was told to eat it.

    It was a poison—he would be given the antidote once the battle was over.

    Soon, the door was banged a couple of times.

    It was Rex''s cue to step out.

    Exiting the room, Rex was met with Eiran who was waiting outside.

    Without uttering a single word, Rex showed Eiran the purple pill and swallowed it in front of him.

    Seeing this, Eiran nodded before the two headed outside.

    Along the way, as both of them walked out of the house, Eiran pulled Rex to the side.

    Eiran looked down, avoiding eye contact with Rex as he wiped the edges of his mouth in distress—he clearly wanted to say something but was having a difficult time finding the right words to say. He was thinking so hard that Rex could practically hear the gears in his mind turning.

    "Is there something more that I need to know?" Rex asked, raising an eyebrow.

    Upon hearing this, Eiran nodded sheepishly.

    He paused for a couple more seconds before he raised his gaze to meet with Rex''s.

    "I know that you''re feeling angry right now even though you didn''t show it on your face," He started, his voice light and understanding. "I also know that the Young Mistress shouldn''t humiliate you as she did and Lord Istvan should''ve been stricter. So, in their behalf, I apologize. It''s stressful times and their minds were distracted too much"

    "Both of them aren''t usually this bad," He added sincerely.

    Rex stared at him with the same, monolith face.

    Despite not having Whiro Necklace of Despair with him that allows him to sense fear through the sight of bleak aura, Rex could tell that Eiran was already scared from earlier. Considering that the executioner never came back, he must''ve run away.

    It was understandable that Eiran would apologize like this.

    His instincts were probably screaming at him earlier.

    He must''ve assumed I have a powerful background as the torture method usually never fails.

    Shaking his head inside, Rex''s lips stretched into a thin smile, "I forgive you."