Chapter 103

The environment of the mansion felt unusual.

It had been a day since Sharon realized this, noticing the absence of individuals.

Sharon, sure to the nook of the mansion by Herman.

By way of the crack of the door, she noticed figures with strikingly crimson hair passing by.

They had been members of the Bloodstone Cult.

They had been the enemies who took her mom away, the targets of her vengeance.

Sharon loosened the chains that sure her palms and toes. She didnt dare to take action recklessly, understanding that Herman can be livid if she did. On such days, his punishment can be even harsher.

Nevertheless, it was evident that one thing had occurred within the mansion now.

She may take care of the results later.

Sharon adopted the path of the Bloodstone Cult.

Their steps led in direction of the masters research.

Creak

Sharon opened the door and witnessed an unbelievable sight.

The pinnacle of the household, Richard Pierce, stood within the research with a big wound on his chest.

Are you alright, Grasp Pierce?

The bloodsuckers who adopted her had been already useless.

It was anticipated. Grasp Pierce had at all times despised the Bloodstone Cult. Even her dying mom had mentioned so. To defeat the Bloodstone Cult, one should stand by Grasp Pierces facet.

Now, Grasp Pierce was coping with masked figures of unknown id.

It appeared he obtained injured whereas preventing them.

Blood flowed from his stomach.

W-what occurred

Sharon. Let me borrow your jail for a second.

What?

Richard smiled softly at Sharon, who adopted after him.

Sharon wasnt stunned by the truth that it was her first time seeing him smile.

His mouth opened right away.

Let me borrow your dantian. It’s wanted.

Ah.

Are you able to entrust me with it?

Entrusting ones dantian was by no means a choice to be made calmly. No. May one merely give away their dantian so simply as to talk of it casually? Absolutely, there was no unusual method. It have to be some form of intermediate magic. Appropriate to be used by the Bloodstone Cult.

Sharon. My little one. Assist your father for a second.

For the primary time, Grasp Pierce known as her his little one, and all doubts melted away.

Sharon nodded her head, as if enchanted.

Sure, Grasp Pierce.

One thing struck Sharons again.

Her imaginative and prescient was engulfed in darkness.

Out of the blue, she remembered the day her mom died.

Her again had been struck then, too, and blood had flowed from her eyes.

That day, her mom had mentioned.

To hate the Bloodstone Cult and to face by the household head.

She had no selection however to comply with these phrases.

Kwaaang!

A second in the past, the place Ian had been, a large ice spear handed via.

A couple of severed strands of hair floated within the air earlier than falling.

One in all Grand Duke Richard Pierces hidden patterns, Ice Impale. A sample that annihilates opponents with horn-like ice pillars.

Combating the ultimate boss, Richard Pierce, within the situation of Fanta X Aca was one of many worst potential eventualities, however some intentionally selected to battle him.

Most individuals would die from simply considered one of his sword strikes, however some had found a couple of hidden patterns.

One in all them was Ice Impale, a sample that might sweep away opponents with large horn-shaped ice pillars with only a flick of his wrist.

Richard Pierce, Frostblood Sword.

He was basically a knight and a swordsman who had reached the head of mastery together with his sword.

His overwhelming swordsmanship was his most spectacular skill, mercilessly reducing down opponents with a single stroke.

The issue was that even in utilizing knightly aura, he had virtually reached a degree akin to magic.

Whereas all knights imitated magic via sword strategies, Richard may use such strategies even with out a sword.

Sword Aura.

The flexibility to make the most of a sword even with out its bodily kind.

Focusing solely on the ultimate bosss sword may lead to dropping ones life to out of the blue showing magical patterns.

I virtually died.

Richards hand gesture.

If he hadnt been conscious of the flick of his index finger sample, he would have died.

It was a sample etched into his thoughts as a result of most individuals who noticed it died.

A chill ran down his backbone.

It felt like all of the sensations in his physique had been being squeezed out.

Its your moms swordsmanship. Yerina, say one thing.

Y-yes. I noticed it too! Richard Pierce was devouring your mom!

Sharons unfocused pupils started to shake violently.

However Richard intervened.

Are you going to battle with phrases as a substitute of swords now? Really pathetic.

Richards lips curled coldly.

Sharon Pierce.

Richard addressed her.

Belief your fathers phrases. Thats deception.

Sharons shaking pupils progressively calmed.

The Snowflake Sword Approach is simply full when snowflakes bloom. Do you actually assume this little one can carry forth snowflakes? Its simply an phantasm created by magic.

Sharons head drooped like a damaged doll.

With a sinister smile and insanity, Richard turned to Ian.

Boy, it wont go as you assume.

Grrr.

Ian gritted his enamel.

Yeah.

One of many causes Richard was so tough was due to this.

He was sinister and malicious in comparison with his skills.

He had raised his kids simply to soak up them.

Theres no selection however to point out it.

Thud!

Ian kicked the bottom.

And he charged straight at Richard.

It felt like working in direction of dying.

However there was no different method.

Whether or not to shut the eyes of the fallen silly heroine or to open them.

As a result of that was the one method, Ian rushed in direction of the ultimate boss.

Kwaaaang!

As quickly as Ian struck, Richard counterattacked.

However this time, it was totally different.

As if not tolerating Ians nonsense, Richards sword stuffed the area in entrance of him as if it break up into a number of swords.

Phantasm Swords!

Ian instantly remodeled his sword right into a shield-like form.

Defending solely important spots.

Sssaaack!

Sssssack!

With chilling sounds, his physique was slashed.

Blood flowed down his torn brow, obscuring his imaginative and prescient, and his wounded left arm misplaced its energy. However he instantly turned the defend again right into a sword.

He seemed on the rising eyes of Richard and struck with the sword.

Richards eyes twitched.

The swords clashed.

There was a transparent hole in ability.

However.

Tsuzuzuzut!

Ian, who evaded Richards sword, swung his arm lengthy.

As if sweeping away piled-up snow on a department unable to bear the load of snow.

!

As white snowflakes bloomed, one, two.

Snowflakes started to bloom.

What!

Richards eyes had been stuffed with astonishment.

It was undoubtedly the Snowflake Sword Approach that he had swallowed.

One, two.

The blooming snowflakes sparkled brightly round him.

Though not many, they had been unmistakable snowflakes.

Richard swatted away the snowflakes coming in direction of him.

Nevertheless.

One in all them landed in entrance of Sharon Pierce.

The white snowflake mirrored in Sharons darkened pupils.

Gentle returned to her eyes.

Cough!

Ian, spitting out blood roughly from his mouth, glanced at her.

Sharon Pierce. Did you sleep effectively?