Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 226: Vampiric Thrall

Chapter 226: Vampiric Thrall

Resting my head down, I released a deep sigh looking around my building known as crossroads. It had been two weeks since I met with Kara and Alfred. During that time, my life could only be described as hell. Day in and day out, I would suffer through hell, forming deals for these mortals. My only solace was that I had a massive network of mortals to do my bidding.

However, during this time, I had not heard from Lilith, Ezra, and, oddly enough, Zanris. I could feel her within the City of Hallr, but she was just missing.

"Arsene, how do you like the new design," Silvia suddenly asked, staring down at me from above with a radiant smile upon her marvelous face. It had taken a while, but she had bounced back into her old self, to my relief.

"It's quite nice, but it kind of takes away from the dark vibe," I mourned, studying my new refurbished room. Silvia had gone with an Age aesthetic appearance that matched many of the old mansions from an old era. It gave my office a rather noble vibe, but it was far better than before.

Snorting, Silvia suddenly kicked my shin, "At least say I did a good job. Do you know how much all this cost?" She charged in an annoyed tone.

"It's my money!" I replied back as she shrugged,

"So?" she exclaimed, laying beside me, "When are the others coming back?"

"I have no idea, Lilith is not picking up her phone, and Zanris seems to be on vacation. I have called her, but all she keeps saying is that she is at a critical juncture. Whatever that even means."

Pouting her lips, I stared at the young firecracker smiling as my door was opened, "Can I come in?" A deep-voiced called out.

Releasing a sigh, I stared at Silvia. If only you were a devil. SHaking my head, I looked at the man before me with a weary smile. "What is it you want?"

"So you must be Arsene Snow." the man with long blond hair said with a dark smile. Not truly caring, I nodded.

"that should be obvious. Stop asking stupid questions and tell me what you want." I asked, quite annoyed.

"A new member of the Vanir speaking to me as such, you really have the nerve." The young man voiced not losing his cool as most others would. "But I shall forgive your incompetence; I am here to meet with your boss, Lady Lilith."

"Fuck off," I spat, not caring who this man was, "You lo... "

"Your Havel, the Matriarch's son," Silvia yelled in shock, "I almost forgot what you looked like. Why are you here?"

"It has indeed been a while, Silvia," The man voiced with a hint of greed in his eyes, masking the Lust with another sin.

"Oh, now that is new." I voiced, trying to get a feel upon his cultivation but to no avail.

Narrowing my gaze, I didn't show any fear as he drew closer towards Silvia and me. Feeling the air bein to chill, I simply smiled.

"I am here to see Lilith show me to her," He voiced once more, staring me down with contempt.

"And I said you can fuck off. Or are you not competent enough to understand the meaning of such words? It means to get the hell out of my office."

"Arsene, I will not repeat myself, show me to L-"

Snapping my fingers over twenty Nascent Soul Cultivators appeared with their weapons drawn, all of them radiating a cold killing intent towards Havel as he froze in shock.

"Kill this Havel should he speak," I coldly said, "In fact, just kill him if he doesn't leave within ten seconds."

"Arsene, stop he..."

"I don't care who the hell he is, Silvia. I am killing him. nine seconds left." I timed with a menacing smile, "Or you could get on your knees and bark like a dog, and I may let you go."

Suddenly ten other lights flashed, and I could feel multiple Nascent souls begin to fill the room, all of them young smiling with disdain.

"Did you think I would come alone as well?" He asked as my smile slowly grew deeper. Shaking my head, I laugh,

"And I just refurbished, all that hard work just for this building to be destroyed," I complained indifferently as Silvia gripped my clothing.

"Arsene, there is no need to battle, Havel, cannot attack. You are a member of..."

"Unfortunately, I am under direct orders from..."

"Oh my god, you talk too much! everyone attack!!!!" I yelled with excitement without giving a fuck.

BOOOOOM!!!!!

Putting up a qi barrier around Silvia and myself, I watched as my entire building was demolished in an instant by a massive shockwave of qi of heaven and earth. Screams of anguish from the thousands outside my building quickly began to flood my senses as they were caught up in the explosion.

"KILL EM ALL KILLLLLL!!!!!!"

Yelling at the top of my lungs, I had more thralls from all over the city begin to arrive in a flicker of dark light. It was not long before Orion and his entire clan arrived with a chilling light.

Watching from a safe distance, the indifference upon Havel broke as he roared, "You crazy fucker, stop this at once!!!"

"Orion, kill him, I want his head; everyone else, kill those around him," I commanded in a sadistic tone.

"Arsene, you must stop. Killing Havel is suicidal," Silvia yelled,

"His mother can always push a little fucker like this out," I replied back with malice as sweat began to cover his body.

Watching as his cultivation was finally visible on stage, I nodded at the Mid-stage Nascent soul battle for his life against over forty nascent souls.

"Get in formation, "Havel yelled in fear, "We can survive this; I have contacted the Vanir Clan. Someone will be here to..."

Opening my mouth wide, my smile suddenly faded as a gate of brimstone began to fade into existence at my side. Feeling my blood boil once more, a glimmer of dark qi began to pulse from my body as three people stepped out.

"Ezra, your back, thank god!!!" I yelled with tears; this was all her problem now, I can go to the Vanir and finally start my training."

"Your excellency, is this really the boy Lord Asmodeus entrusted to you?" the pale goddess in a plain ascetic mask beckoned with contempt. While I could not see beneath her mask, her eyes held a deep shade of red, with long crimson hair that cascaded down her back.

"Agreed, he seems rather flimsy for a royal." Another woman with a captivating voice in a mask complained, causing me to grin with interest. Both of them held the same look, making me think they were somehow related. Especially with the seductive hourglass figure they held. THere clothing where present were tightly against their bodies in a similar maid outfit like Ezra's

Ignoring the two, Ezra bowed, "Sorry, but mother wanted to spend time with me."

Shaking my head, my arms warped around her neck as though we were best friends. "No problem, but what type of contract did you use?" I quickly asked, staring hungrily at the power I was feeling within these two.

Staring at me with suspicion, Ezra weaved out of my arms, "They are Vampiric Thralls. I picked them up from my castle since they were young. Each of them are masters in their respected field of Formations and engineering. Their cultivation is World Saint, so do be careful you don't overstep."

"Oh, Ezra, I am your future husband; I can do as I please. What is yours is mine." I shamelessly yelled as the woman in question angrily glared at me with disgust.

"Go ahead, say it." I yelled, "Bow before your master's future husband."