I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot

Chapter 974: 16.20 First Red Star - Amber Dawn at the Chapel.

Meanwhile, Amber Dawn was unhappy knowing that Asher Light had put himself in jeopardy for her sake. She was not only a superb assassin in her previous life, but also an orphan who had never known what it was like to have a family. She only accepted the generosity of her eldest brother, Esther Dawn, and Asher Light in this world.

These were precious to her. The first is her family, and the second is her first friend. She couldnʼt afford to have them hurt or killed. If something happened, she would undoubtedly lose it.

She stormed out of the North dormitory and wandered about aimlessly. The properties controlled by Genus Academy are far too vast, and it would be easy for a new student to become disoriented. Amber Dawn realized she was lost as she looked about at the strange place her feet had led her to.

”Next time,” she grumbled, ”I should go to the school library and memorize the school map.”

Amber Dawn continued walking around and came to a derelict church. The church appeared nothing much, and the well-kept trees and greenery around it stood in stark contrast to how this church appeared.

”An abandoned church?” Amber Dawn muttered.

Suddenly, her countenance became solemn as a gust of wind blew from the cathedral in her direction, carrying the aroma of blood with it. Then she recalls the other species at this academy, such as vampires and werewolves, and considers the worst-case scenario that may result in the bloody scene.

Amber Dawn searched her pockets for a makeshift weapon and discovered a ballpoint pen.

She enters the chapel quietly and calmly. The interior of the church was not what she had anticipated. It was cleaner and more opulent than other cathedrals she had seen. Yet such a scenario just made her more watchful; she looked around and saw no one inside the chapel.

She discovered a side door that appears to lead outdoors and to the churchʼs back section. When she approached the door closer, the fragrance of blood became stronger, causing her to scowl. Being a former assassin, she had a keen awareness of how long the blood had been spilled.

”This is... the aroma of fresh blood... I donʼt have a suitable weapon with me. Should I still go? Tsk... Letʼs gamble it,” Amber Dawn whispered.

She raised her senses to the highest level and moved in the direction of the blood. What she didnʼt expect to find was a glass greenhouse packed with large Juliet red rose bushes, as well as an open door that appears to be an entrance. She hid behind one of the churchʼs pillars and witnessed a guy slashing his own wrist and using his own blood as fertilizer for the flowers.

She cannot believe what she is witnessing. Amber Dawn mumbles, ”Is he insane?” She didnʼt even feel herself involuntarily gulping at the image, whether it was out of terror or incredulity.

Amber Dawn saw the manʼs side profile, and his wounded wrist is healing quickly. With such rapid regeneration, this man is clearly not human. As she recognized who it was, she gasped in horror, but someone covered her lips. She has pulled away from the backyard and into the churchʼs concealed chamber.

Meanwhile, Fenrir Skoll, who was already aware of the female protagonistʼs presence courtesy of System Yue, feigned not to see her. He wanted to know what that stupid priest was planning on doing.

System Yue began assisting his Master, while System Yang remained to safeguard Cassius Ambrosia while the Lord God was away. Heʼd seen the female protagonist as soon as she walked into the chapel.

[Is it okay, Lord You, to let them go?] System Yue inquired.

Fenrir Skoll keeps trimming the rose bushes and uses part of the flowers to bake a rose-flavored cake. ”Forget it. Why should I care about bugs when I have nothing to do with them? Instead, go bring me something from the small world. A Heavenly Treasure or plants to substitute wheat, a few phoenix eggs, and rainbow cowʼs milk.”

[All right] The small moon hovers for a moment before dissolving into thin air. System Yue headed to the coupleʼs Small World to obtain the ingredients required by the Lord God.

Amber Dawn, on the other hand, saw the one who saved her in a chamber someplace within the church. There was a young priest who resembled Asher Light. Itʼs not that they appear like blood relatives; itʼs only that they share traits like golden hair and blue eyes.

”Thank you,” Amber Dawn said. ”Who are you? Was that Instructor Skoll just now? What the heck is he doing with his blood?”

The young priest was Keylan Light. She only knew about Amber through the words of his God. He stares at her and observes her closely.

Keylan Lightʼs thoughts, ʼIs this her? The Beloved Daughter of the Heavens. Her soul is indeed strong but still compared to that Werewolf she is a lot weaker.ʼ

A voice sounds in Keylan Lightʼs head saying, ”Issue, doth not receiveth involved with yond vampire and wʼrewolf couple. Those gents wʼrenʼt our enemies.”

Translation: [Child, do not get involved with that Vampire and werewolf couple. They werenʼt our enemies.]

Keylanʼs thoughts responded to the voice he recognized. As he saw the young girl in front of him, he became frigid, and he realized he had neglected her for far too long.

”Please excuse my rudeness. My name is Keylan, and I am the priest of this church. As for what your teacher is doing... Well, I can explain. For vampires to exist, they need to feed on blood, but the more pure their bloodline is, the less they would just drink blood. They have less compatibility, which is why most pureblood vampires rarely drink blood.”

”If they donʼt want to drink blood directly, roses cultivated with someoneʼs blood are adequate supplements for them. When blood is used to grow roses, the petals of these roses can become their sustenance. There are also purebloods who only eat roses since they dislike the fragrance of other peopleʼs blood.”

”Donʼt all vampires drink blood? Wouldnʼt they perish if they didnʼt eat?” Amber Dawn wondered.

”No, they donʼt die if they donʼt drink blood,” Priest Keylan said, ”Instead, they go to sleep... a very deep slumber that would be hard to control.”

”Vampires have a very long lifespan, and there is a strict hierarchy among them. Purebloods are the strongest, followed by noble blood clans born from the blood of a pureblood, and finally, ghouls, which are low-ranking vampires used as servants by the nobles, and they give their blood to humans to make them ghouls or ex-humans.”

”But nobles are simply vampires with diluted blood; they canʼt generate complete logical vampires as pureblood can, and ghouls had a great hunger for blood and flesh, which is why they were deemed a failure in the vampire race.”

Amber Dawn understood his explanation and asked, ”How many Pureblood Vampires exist?”

Priest Keylan raises his fingers showing two.

”Just two?” Amber seemed to not believe what he had just said. ”Is that Athan Vladimir a pureblood?”

The young priest simply smiled meaningfully and did not respond to her query. He instead pointed to the back of her right hand, which was adorned with a fading white azalea that was slightly shining.

”Do you want to know about this? You should secretly ask Instructor Skoll about it. Student, itʼs almost time for the sun to set. It is dangerous for you to go home alone at night in this world.” Keylan Light said before escorting her outside the church and seeing her off.

Fenrir Skoll completed trimming the flowers in his greenhouse just after Amber Dawn was gone. Heʼs departing with another bouquet of Juliet roses in his hand, as predicted. Fenrir Skoll just gave the priest a lofty look.

As Keylan Light saw him go away, he couldnʼt help but wonder, ”You already noticed her entrance from the beginning, right? Why do you choose to ignore her?”

”Why should I pay attention to things I donʼt care about? Boring~” Fenrir Skoll took a few steps before disappearing in thin air.

Keylan Light was stunned and asked his God, ”They truly donʼt care about this world?”

”Aye, those gents donʼt. As longeth nay one offends those folk, those gents wonnethʼt careth if ʼt be true coequal evʼrything ʼround those folk dies.” The voice of the Heavenly Laws responded.

Translation: [Yes, they donʼt. As long as no one offends them, they wonʼt care if even everything around them dies.]

Keylan Light mumbles, ”Their existence is too strange.” Observing that the visitors of his church had all left, this young priest pulled in the doors and shut them. He goes back to his room and sleeps for the night.

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Cassius Ambrosia was picked up at Fenrir Skollʼs office as they both returned to their quarters. They, like Instructor Armand and Instructor Klaus, live together, but unlike the previous pairʼs modest two-story detached condominium, their home is a mansion. This is Cassius Ambrosiaʼs house, and it serves as his temporary residence in the Genus Academy. Fenrir Skoll made a rose dessert for his wife tonight.

Meanwhile, Amber Dawn glances at the white azalea on the back of her right hand after returning to her dormitory and finishing her shower. This is something she didnʼt have previously, and according to the originalʼs recollections, itʼs not a tattoo but something she was born with. Yet the azalea blossom in her mind had a brighter hue.

”That used to be pink. A pinkish azalea blossom,” Amber Dawn said.

The words of the priest she met in that unfamiliar church, ʼAsk Instructor Skoll,ʼ reverberate in her brain. If it werenʼt for the fact that Instructor Skoll is a terrifying person, she would look at his handsome face all day.

”Heʼs as beautiful as he is frightening. A man with a stunning face, a perfect seme physique, and a lofty yet menacing aura. Like those enigmatic and dangerous villains in the legends. Sadly, heʼs homosexual. Why do all handsome men end up being gay?!?” murmured Amber Dawn. ”Well, I still have a sexy Elder brother and a male god friend, plus the emerald-eyed werewolf, who is a too-stunning close-up. A silent beauty.”

Her gaze kept returning to the fading flower in her hand. It seemed as if there was a purpose for it to fade away, and she felt a little sorry about it.

”Maybe... I should ask the instructor tomorrow; according to that priest, he doesnʼt appear to be a bad person.” She shuts her eyes after mumbling these few words.

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At the Blood Clanʼs side...

Athan Vladimir is now receiving information from his servants and is listening to them. Here is the outcome of the report on the identities of the Headmaster and Instructor Skoll, as well as information on the female student, Amber Dawn.

”My Lord, there were no finds on the school headmaster of Genus Academy, Cassius Ambrosia, and Instructor Skoll; nothing in the database yields their names, and the Intelligence Division stated that there are only two possibilities for this outcome.”

”The first is that the names we know are bogus and cannot be discovered in the database, and the second is that... Their identities may be more powerful than we believed, identities that cannot be searched anywhere and whose information has been removed from the database for safety.”

The ghoul who had come to report was drenched in a cold perspiration, fearful that their Lord would punish him for his actions. Yet there was nothing he could do because nothing showed up for the names Cassius Ambrosia and Skoll Ambrosia. They were as if they didnʼt exist in society at all.

Athan Vladimir was not enraged by the reportʼs findings. He had previously predicted this outcome based on Instructor Skollʼs daring use of his might against the three major groups.

”I knew it would lead to this; give me the usual report as well as the second one I requested this afternoon.”

After surviving the first report result, the ghoul heaved a sigh of relief. He had anticipated being chastised or beaten for this revelation. There are no issues with the remainder of the reports because they have all they require.

”Yes, My Lord! The Holy Son and the Young Werewolf King had met this afternoon, after our classes had been dismissed for the day, at the main campus building. That human female, Amber Dawn, had been bullied by the other female students in the academy and was pushed off on the school buildingʼs rooftop.”

”As she was thrown off the rooftop, the Holy Son and the Young Werewolf King happened to walk by, but it was Conri Lycaon who saved her in the end.”

”That Dumb Dog saved a human? Was the sun rising from the west yesterday?” said Athan Vladimir.