Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 70: Exempt From Amorous Bliss?

"Watch it, Miss Daria," Erik said with a frown, "I did not bring you here to raise your voice at the Lordess and definitely not to accuse her."

Daria waved her hand in his direction without doing him the courtesy of facing him,

"You keep quiet. This is about things you don't understand," she said before her words became directed at Frida, "As for you, Heh, you insult Arcanists but learn our ways?"

Frida smirked with the golden glow on her hand reflecting off her smooth skin and giving her an ethereal hue,

"These are not your ways, Arcanist," she said.

"What a lie!" Daria insisted, "You're using-"

"Purity," Frida interrupted to say, "Now quiet, it's happening..."

"Evian," Daria called urgently, "Take your finger away from her hand right now!"

Evian said nothing. He kept his eyes focused on the spot where his finger touched Frida's hand. He could pull away if he wanted to but there was really no need. The deed was done.

Just as it had been when Daria drew out his Eldritch energy, Frida Renan did the same with the golden glow of Purity. Basically forcing a reaction out of the energy that powered him and forcing it to make an appearance.

*Whuu* *Whuuu* *Whumm*

After two quick ebbing, a thick cloud of cold deathly energy enveloped Evian's hand. Even when he slowly pulled away from the Lordess, she kept her eyes on the cloud with them slowly getting wider by the second.

"Wow," Frida said as she felt the chill. It caused goosebumps to rise on her skin but she suppressed them quickly as her eyes went from the enveloped hand to Evian's Grey eyes, "So that's what you are."

For a few seconds, while Erik and the standby Estate workers eyed it all with confusion in their eyes, Evian brought his leaking Eldrich energy under control. Pulling it back into his body before he let out a sigh and tried his best to smile,

"Satisfied?"

"I am," Frida said with a smile and a tone she did well to keep neutral.

Erik Lockheart looked from one to the other, confused as ever.

Daria kept her eyes on Frida and still with a glare of distrust.

"So your curiosity is sated?" Evian asked.

"Partially," Frida said as she slowly stood to her feet and approached the sealed door behind her desk,

"Come with me."

"Why?" Evian asked.

Frida channeled Spiritual energy into the door and it swung open slightly with her beautiful body blocking any real view of what was behind it. The most anyone could tell was that the room beyond the door was dimly lit.

"Come," Frida said, this time with much more authority and a smidge of impatience.

Evian let out a breath,

"Very well," he said before he stood to his feet only for Daria to grab his arm.

"Evian," she said, sounding concerned while her eyes remained on Frida.

Evian patted the back of her hand gently,

"It's fine," he said, "I think."

He walked over to Frida who opened the door wide enough for him to enter. She followed him in and shut the door behind them sealing it up.

The Estate Workers remained where they were but there was a shift in their attention and where they focused their alertness. Daria did not doubt they would intervene if she decided to step towards the door.

'Could I take them both in a fight?' Daria wondered with her brows furrowed so hard, a crease formed between her eyes.

Despite the non-Order-specific pressures the two were giving off, that they were the only sort of security Lordess Frida Renan thought to summon to her side, spoke enough of their capabilities.

Erik on the other hand stared at the sealed door with a sneer. Over a year he had spent getting closer to the Lordess and never once had she deemed him interesting enough to move the meeting to a separate, almost secret, location.

"Lucky Bastard," he muttered with spite.

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Meanwhile, behind the sealed door,

Evian took careful steps forward, looking around at the high and stacked shelves that adorned the room he was in.

"What is this?" he asked.

"My Compendium," Lordess Renan answered him from behind, mere seconds before she walked past him towards one of the shelves.

"Compendium of what?" Evian asked as he approached a shelf himself and trailed his hand over the books.

Casting a look at Frida to make sure her attention was temporarily not on him, he cast his Phasing Spell and moved his hand through the books and the shelves before he directed it at one of his legs and secretly dipped it into the ground. When more than half of his foot vanished out of sight, he let out a sigh of relief,

'If shit hits the fan, an Escape is possible.'

He looked back at the sealed door with a frown,

'My calculations are still not precise but I should be able to make it out and get Daria away from here if need be.'

His escape plans did not involve Erik partly because he didn't think the Merchant would be in danger considering how well he had claimed to know the Lordess and mostly because he wasn't particularly fond of the man.

"My Compendium of the Otherworldly," Frida said, pulling Evian out of his thoughts while her hands trailed her shelves as though searching for something and at the same time, nothing.

"From an early age, I've always been fascinated by other races. I've wondered how I could incorporate them into my abilities."

Evian looked over at her, keeping whatever thoughts of escape he had off his face,

"You mean similar to what you just accused the dissident Arcanists of doing?" he asked, having paid close attention to the conversation outside the room even if he had seen no opening to interfere.

Frida shook her head,

"No, not in the way misguided Arcanist Pioneers were... No, I remain firmly rooted in the truth of Martial Excellence only seeking to improve upon it."

As she spoke, the Lordess raised her hand and it glowed with the light glow hue she had used to draw out his Eldrich energy earlier,

"For example, is this. I gained it after my tryst with a Spiritfolk..."

"The one you had a child with?" Evian asked as she walked toward him.

"The one I had a child with," Frida said casually with an agreeing nod before she gestured at the golden glow, "This is Purity. So named as one of the purest forms of Spiritual energy. I should not be able to wield it. Even now, It serves mostly as an extension of my Spiritual Perception but..."

The Lordess was now only a foot away from Evian. With an all-business look in her eyes, she pulled his shirt open to behold his bare chest,

"... That's all I need. Any more and I'll become a Spell-spouter like that Arcanist Ally of yours."

*pah*

With the soft sound of flesh against flesh, Evian grabbed Frida's wrist, stopping her hand from touching him.

"Rude," he said. Referring not only to the name-calling but to the unsolicited touch of his chest.

Frida raised a brow at Evian's hold of her wrist,

"Oh?" she said and then smirked, "I'll let that slide since I'm aiming to touch you as well."

With ease that stemmed from her superior physical strength, she moved her hand and finally placed it against Evian's chest before driving Purity into his body.

It felt warm.

Driven by Frida Renan's Spiritual Perception, Purity radiated from the point of contact to every part of Evian's upper body, drawing out his Eldritch energy in droves until it swarmed them both and enveloped them in a small vortex of deathly chill.

"Incredible," Frida mumbled as she observed the grey cloud, "I can feel every soul you've ever devoured."

"You can?"

"I can. They leave a trace... A mark."

Frida stretched out her other hand not coated with Purity and moved it through the grey Eldrich cloud, and as she did, Evian saw goosebumps of excitement emerge on her skin before she repressed them while keeping a neutral expression on her face,

"When I first felt it out there, I knew what you were. Only one race possesses such a Decadent connection with death," She said, "Created and not Born- powered by an insatiable hunger for souls at the detriment of other 'natural' urges."

Frida pulled her hand back from her exploration of cold Eldritch energy and placed it on Evian's cheek before she grabbed his jaw and turned his head this way and that, observing every aspect of his face with a studious smile.

And then the Lordess let out a chuckle,

"Imagine being blessed with a face as delicious as this, and a body that will forever be refined to match the strength it wields and yet, exempt from amorous bliss. Tsk Tsk, that has to count as cruel irony."

"Hold on. Exempt from amorous bliss?"

Frida looked up with a mocking smile on her enchanting mature lips,

"Well of course. It's well documented that Wraiths lack any Sexual drive. Wait," the Lordess paused and covered her mouth delicately,

"Haha. Don't tell me this is a new discovery to you?"

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