Wolf of the Blood Moon: A Blood Magic

Book 3: Chapter 38: The Blood Calamity Part I

Book 3: Chapter 38: The Blood Calamity Part I

Scarlet

It would be within your right to do so, Tar says with a firm nod of his head. But you should probably focus on the present first.

Right. And I can punch White the next time I see her.

Anyways, I had already considered that the Demon Lord could possibly be my biological father.

You just didnt want it to be true, Tar says, and I nod my head in agreement.

Yeah. After all, who would want to find out that their grandfather is the one behind the demons assault on Earth?

Its kind of a bitter pill to swallow.

Perfectly understandable, Tar says while climbing to his feet again, which I have to admit is rather uncomfortable considering where hes standing. But he flies into the air quickly enough that it doesnt matter. I will mention that you can know more about the reason behind his anger now that the Class V Fracture has passed. But I cant tell you it personally. Youll have to find out from your grandfather himself, as not even your father knows the whole story. And what he does know hes only learned recently.

Wait, really? Thats kind of surprising.

Well, time to spend my Skill Points then.

Tar gives me a look before glancing at the curtain and asking, Youre just gonna leave him out there? He turns back to me again. After he saved you?

I mean, he also abandoned me in the first place.

While I will admit he didnt have anyone bring you back from Earth before now, he didnt have a choice in how you ended up on Earth in the first place, Tar says, making my eyes widen slightly. He and White basically fought over custody of you and what they should do about the prophecy, and she ended up immobilizing him and making off to Earth with you while he was unable to move. So I actually agree with White in that you should at least forgive your father, if not now than in the future.

My mouth opens for a second before I close it again.

He didnt have a choice?

I

After a few seconds, I purse my lips and glance over at the curtain.

That does change things. But Im still not forgiving him.

But I wont hate him either. Assuming Im even capable of hating someone, which Im not entirely sure I am.

Huh? Tar mutters, confused as to my current thoughts.

Okay, I wont necessarily dislike him or anything. Well, outside of the whole he couldve come to get me afterwards thing.

Hes not my father though. Even if he is my biological father.

Allen is my father, and nothing will change that.

Speaking of, how-

White already explained everything to Allen, Cynthia, and Belle already. You dont have to worry, Tar says, waving his paw like nothings wrong. And the people of Earth have been led to believe that White took you in as her apprentice and you wont be showing your face in the public for years, having White hide you from view and manipulate memories to hide you whenever you go out to fight in Fractures.

I blink at that.

Wow. Thats actually a good plan.

And definitely something I could see the populace believing considering Whites image.

Not like they can prove otherwise either. Especially considering that my true name has changed, making scrying and divination a lot harder.

I lie back down to stare up at the ceiling for a few seconds before letting out an inaudible sigh and sitting up, only to look down and notice that while I am wearing the same shirt and pants I was wearing when I fell unconscious, I dont have my magi-tech armor on. Just my black t-shirt and black pants. I dont even have the amulet on.

Oh. Right.

Tartarus doesnt allow modern world technology like the advanced armor fibers used in my magi-tech armor. Which, unlike the cotton in my shirt and whatever is in my pants, is way too advanced for Tartarus.

Thats a pain. But I hope my armor didnt explode, because that jacket, even if it was something White technically gave me, is still important. If for no other reason than how long Ive cherished it.

I raise my head to look at Tar, only for him to nod and answer my unasked question, Dont worry, your jacket is fine. When your armor came with you to Tartarus, it fell apart and spilled all the clothing it had merged into the amulet. Including the jacket.

Okay. Thats good.

Anyways, I should stop procrastinating now.

Yes, you should, Tar agrees with a nod of his head.

I continue lying in place, not moving an inch as I stare at the curtain.

Seconds pass in silence with the only noise once again being my biological fathers pacing.

Any day now, Tar comments.

Oh, right. Theres the skill points that I need to distribute as well.

Scarlet, Tar says, his voice sounding stern. Hes been sitting there for three days straight without leaving the room or even eating.

My jaw drops open in shock at that. Both that Ive been here for three days, and that he hasnt even stopped to eat.

I

A faint warmth fills my chest at that, but I push it out of my mind as I remember that he did still leave me to my fate on Earth even if it wasnt his choice originally. Because he very well could have come to get me from the orphanage. Or gotten someone else to do so.

But still. He doesnt deserve being made to wait longer just because I feel uneasy being somewhere completely foreign to me actually, where am I exactly? In Tartarus, I mean.

Youre inside of the Castle of Ruin in the Bloody Duchy, Tar answers before nodding his head towards the curtain as if directing me to open it.

Fine, fine.

I take a deep breath before climbing out of the blankets fully and crawling over to the edge of the bed to grab the curtain. And as I do so, I immediately hear him pause in his pacing as if noticing my movements. Then he moves up to the curtain, only to back away and continue pacing again.

Wow. He really is doing what Tar said.

I glance at the tanuki before finally pulling the curtain open.