My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 642: Chapter 643: Let’s Kill Her

Jarvis let out a sigh of relief. In all his years serving House Brightwater, this had to be the most extra, unnecessary, uncalled-for amount of trouble he had ever experienced.

He glanced at Damon, who was lying there with a smile on his lips and blood streaked across his mouth.

The place was now damaged.

“She really didn’t kill us…”

This surprised Jarvis. Seras Blade may have seemed like a playful woman, but she was war.

Perhaps from the distance, when men observed war from a place of comfort and safety, it looked grand, epic, and glorious. Bonds are forged, enemies are slain, and heroes are born.

But that was not the nature of war. It was horrible and vile, filled with death, disease, and famine. Lives were destroyed, families broken, men killed, women raped, and children… those who survived carried that hatred, passing it in their blood from one generation to the next.

“People may forget their grudges but wars never end.”

That was Seras Blade. How could she not be called a monster?

After all, before war there is peace, and before death there is life.

Man may crave conflict, but he also desires peace and its monotony.

“What audacity…” Jarvis was awed by a mere child who had not even reached twenty.

This child had smiled at war, even when faced with her horrors.

Jarvis bit his lips, but this wasn’t the end of it. Seras had said she would kill Damon tomorrow, and that was not a joke. She would kill Damon tomorrow. That was as sure as the sun would rise.

However, she had a condition, which was simple: Damon had to impress her with his performance.

But Jarvis was well aware how arbitrary that was. Seras did not give any parameters for Damon to pass. Whether she was impressed or not was up to her whims.

Damon’s life and death was up to her whims.

He actually spanked her rear.

“I should take him back with me and let his grace decide.”

As soon as he said that, Damon groaned.

“Ahhh my head…”

When the young man looked up, his dark eyes saw Jarvis, who still looked like the waitress.

Jarvis wore a deadpan expression.

“Apologies in advance.”

“Huh wha…” Before Damon finished his words, Jarvis kicked him in the temple, making him go unconscious.

He grabbed Damon, slinging him over his shoulder. Then with a single step, he turned and disappeared like the wind.

When he appeared again, he was in a large residence somewhere in the capital. This area was completely exclusive.

In fact, it was actually more like a small city with the name of an estate. Everywhere had the banners of House Brightwater, with thousands of their troops stationed here.

This was a right reserved exclusively for the four Grand Dukedoms.

Jarvis now stood in a large private parlour. There was a woman and two men seated there.

As soon as he arrived, he threw Damon to the ground and knelt down before them.

This was the Grand Duke Damian, his son the Duke Cassian, and of course his daughter-in-law Annalise.

Cassian frowned as he glanced at the unconscious Damon.

“What is this…”

Annalise stood up to check on Damon. She lifted his head, placing it gently on her thigh.

“Ahh, poor child… who did this…”

The Grand Duke narrowed his eyes, his aura heavy with rage.

“Jarvis… what is the meaning of this…”

Jarvis really didn’t know what to say. If anything, he was also troubled.

Cassian checked Damon’s pulse. He was fine, at least on the surface, except for his soul, which was heavily damaged. It seemed more like backlash from using a spell or skill than actual damage to his soul.

Jarvis responded to the Grand Duke’s words.

“It was Seras Blade. She did this. At least, in hindsight, it would be better to say he did it to himself.”

Cassian waved his hand, and a light carried Damon to an empty sofa, laying him there.

“Why would Seras Blade do this? Is this retaliation for asking you to keep an eye on her?”

Jarvis shook his head.

“No, that’s not the reason why. In fact, he’s unconscious now only because I knocked him out.”

The Grand Duke’s eyes glowed coldly.

“You… hit… my grandson…”

Cassian raised his hand, stopping his father.

“Jarvis, tell us what happened.”

Jarvis began to explain everything he had seen and heard.

After a few minutes, the Grand Duke was stunned into silence.

Cassian felt like pulling his hair out, while Annalise just trembled with wide eyes.

The Grand Duke looked at Jarvis.

“He spanked her rear, you said…”

Cassian crossed his fingers, resting his chin on them.

“He dared her to kill him, you said…”

Annalise was the third person trembling.

“He called her ugly, you said.”

Jarvis nodded his head. He could understand their shock.

No one in their right mind would say that to Seras Blade.

Annalise glanced at Damon, who was sleeping like a baby.

Her nephew was quite the audacious one.

“Erhmm… father… were you this bold as a child…”

The Grand Duke gave her a sore look.

“I was bold, not crazy…”

Cassian took a deep breath.

“He agreed to such an arbitrary condition. Seras Blade is never impressed with anyone because no one is like Seras Blade. Maybe if Ashcroft was here but… ahhh, Damon.”

The Grand Duke sighed, standing up.

“Let’s kill her. There’s no better choice. I’ll go do that now.”

Cassian grabbed him, pulling him down.

“How about we not destroy the capital city over something we can discuss. Look, Seras clearly knows Damon’s identity, which means she’s prepared to offend us both to kill him.”

He glanced at Jarvis.

“I think part of the reason she wants to kill him is because she thinks he’s arrogant because he has us to protect him.”

Annalise held her temple.

“He’s just naturally arrogant then. How did he live this long…”

Jarvis nodded. Seras hadn’t turned hostile until she noticed Jarvis was following them.

“She must have been under the impression I was Damon’s bodyguard, and I was the reason he was arrogant.”

Annalise, who had recently found out about Damon, sighed.

“What do we do then…”

Cassian crossed his arms.

“Damon only needs to impress her, right…”

“Ahh, what the hell, what was that for…” Damon groaned, sitting up.

His eyes regained focus as he looked around.

He found himself in a luxurious room with a solemn atmosphere.

He frowned, seeing the Grand Duke and everyone staring at him.

Damon said the first words that came to him.

“What, did someone die…”