CHAPTER 117: CHAPTER 117

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Mart knocked three times on Emy’s door, and a young demon woman with pale white skin from the vampire race opened the door. She was a little surprised to see Mart, but immediately regained her composure and asked him to wait.

A few seconds later, Emy came out. Mart saw her and immediately hugged her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

-Mart... -Emy began, but her words were interrupted by a kiss from Mart.

-Here, I brought you a gift. -Mart said cheerfully as he handed her the book titled "Demonic World" with the subtitle "Before Acad I." Then he added, "I hope you enjoy it. I know you love history books."

-Thank you, Mart. This is a collector’s book. -Emy said in a calm, almost somber tone and gaze. But Mart already understood her every reaction, so he could see the sparkle in Emy’s eyes.

-It’s only the first. There will be many more in the future. I keep my promises. -Mart added, and after a few more words, he left, while Emy held the book in her arms.

••••

After visiting the rest of his demon women, Mart returned to his room, sat down in the chair in front of his desk, took out a pen, a notebook, and the book Isirid had given him.

"I won’t waste any time. Powerful curses are spells that require knowledge, precision, willpower, and a great deal of demonic energy. I must master the cursed arts as soon as possible," Mart thought as he reopened the book, "Cursed World."

••••

In a human city.

In a luxurious mansion, a man wearing a gray robe and hood showed Duke Venzariac a magical projection.

The Duke slammed his fist on the desk in his study, his pale face red with anger. He was not a man inclined toward war, yet the economic and military power of his duchy was undeniable. His grandfather had been emperor, so his lineage was not something humans could look down upon.

The duke, who was wearing a white shirt and black pants, put on a white and gold wizard’s robe over his clothes.

His blue hair and blue eyes seemed to have lost their luster after seeing his daughter auctioned off as if she were nothing more than an object.

The duke descended the wide white stairs of his mansion, and a young man of about 14, who resembled the duke in appearance, asked him urgently:

-Father, have they found my sister?

-Go to your mother, my talented son. You must become strong in the future. -said the duke in a firm tone and with a deep gaze.

His son immediately lowered his gaze and walked away, understanding that something serious had happened, as his father, who was usually a relaxed man, seemed to be holding back the anger that was flooding him.

-Edgar! Call Maze! Have them prepare the white diamond carriage and the winged steeds. We will go to the capital as soon as possible. -ordered the duke.

"I will seek revenge. Damn you all, you will pay dearly for this. How dare you hurt the things I love? You miserable beings are as repugnant as the Temple of the Endless Sky said in the past," thought the duke, who was trying to suppress his desire to attack the demon territories beyond the border near his territory with his army.

The man in the hood and gray robe disappeared, pleased after seeing the duke’s reaction, as it was just what the Inquisiderian organization had planned.

••••

-"Why am I suffering?"

-"I want them to pay, how dare they reject me?"

-"I hate everything."

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Mart had been writing cursed diagrams all night, and without realizing it, the irises of his eyes had turned reddish, and at the same time he was listening to the resentment of the students at the Academy, but when he heard the knock on the door, the color of his eyes returned to blue, but he had a bloodstain on his right forearm, so he wiped his arm with a towel and changed his shirt for a red long-sleeved shirt.

-Student Mart Sevec. Director Persec is waiting for you. -Professor Drain Smart said formally, dressed in his usual black robes.

Professor Drain cast an inquiring glance into the room as he sensed an ominous energy.

Mart, who also noticed the ominous energy, said respectfully to the professor:

-Professor, I hope you can wait a minute.

-Go ahead. -replied Professor Drain.

Mart closed the door and used his demonic energy absorption technique, but this time he began to inhale through his mouth.

"System, activate the gluttony trait," Mart commanded in his mind.

[Gluttony trait activated]

[Everything in the world can be devoured]

[Devouring ancient and malicious energy]

[Error]

[Ancient and malicious energy is not of this world]

Mart fell to his knees and vomited blood.

[Ancient and malicious energy adapts to the host of its own accord]

-Have fun! I like you!

Mart heard a sinister female voice in his head that made him shudder, but he quickly regained his composure, even though he knew that the voice he had heard was comparable to the one that had erased the existence of the real Mart.

[The host has acquired the attribute: (Cursed Energy: 10/10)]

"That’s why you have to be careful what you eat," Mart thought, joking a little, then he wiped the blood off the floor, changed his clothes again, and put on his Academy uniform.

••••

In front of a round iron table, in a setting with rocky walls, ceiling, and floor, stood a handsome man with shiny, well-combed black hair, wearing tailored clothes over which he wore a white lab coat.

-Director Van Mither. Duke Venzariac headed for the capital as we expected.

"As it should be. When the emperor rejects his request, tell him that we will support him in his revenge, since the mission of Inquisiderian is the supremacy of the human species."

"As you wish, director."

The magic signal stopped.