Chapter 105 Chapter 23 Blood Crystal
After Verodia made her request, Miss Verafia, after some thought, finally agreed. Naturally, there was no reason for her to stay any longer, so she left directly, pulling Ig by her side.
—As for that bard, whom Ig believed had ulterior motives and shamelessly wanted to follow his young lady, Ig refused him righteously in Miss Verafia’s name.
Verafia’s fair and tender fingertips rubbed the cool, translucent crystal in her hand with a little force.
The crystal, drenched in blood, reflected a few strands of bright red and strange luster on her fair skin.
“Ig, do you think what Verodia said is trustworthy?”
The young girl supported her chin with her other hand, her big eyes staring at the bloody crystal she had just obtained, and suddenly raised her face to ask.
Ig walked beside her, and seeing the girl’s innocent and beautiful face turn towards him, he thought for a moment, then smiled and said.
“In any case, Verodia is quite sincere. At least, I can’t think of a reason for her to deliberately harm you, my lady… But do you really think this crystal is the key to opening the ruins of the Grand Duke Oran?”
The former Blood Duke of Aslandt territory, his name was Oran. The Blood Race Duke Verodia mentioned was naturally him.
“There’s no mistake. If that’s the case, pfft… I told you, Rubiel has the most precious red crystal gem in all of Peka. Ig, you idiot, you lied to this young lady, saying it was wine. Humph, it’s good that this young lady was smart, otherwise you would have ruined my good deeds!”
Verafia hugged herself with her slender hands, a proud expression appeared on her small face, she raised her fair and jade-like face, and playfully chided the young man beside her.
Ig smiled awkwardly.
He hadn’t forgotten that he had explained “The Most Vivid Red Crystal Gem on Peka’s Crown” to this little phoenix yesterday. Being brought up and ridiculed by Verafia at this moment, he could only smile bitterly.
However, if this blood crystal was indeed the key to unlocking the ruins of that legendary near-deity, then the crystal in the girl’s hand might truly be the most precious red crystal gem in the entire kingdom.
Thinking of what the brown-haired girl had said to his young lady, even Ig couldn’t help but hold his breath slightly.
It should be known that after the Demon Race War ended, although the Aslandt continent was gradually recovering its prosperity, in a century, the number of people who could break through the Saint Rank and step into legend was still pitifully few, only a handful of people, let alone an unparalleled strong person who had almost reached immortality and stepped into the divine realm?
According to the legends, during the Blood Race rebellion, Lancaster, who wielded the Sacred Sword, was severely wounded when facing the backlash of this near-deity, and it took him almost a year to recover enough to stand on his feet again.
And how could the inheritance of such an unparalleled strong person not drive people crazy? If such news were to spread, the entire Rubiel City would be swamped by adventurers from all over the continent!
However, Ig’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by the girl’s voice.
“Ig, I’m still a little worried, does she have any other intentions? Otherwise, why did she approach this young lady specifically?”
The girl’s scorching gold eyes lowered slightly, and she looked at the blood-colored crystal in her hand again, her voice filled with a hint of doubt.
The crystal in her hand was indeed condensed from that person’s blood seeping into the red crystal, and Verafia could also perceive that the piece in her hand was only one-third of the original.
—According to Verodia, the remaining parts, along with other assets and family crests, were bartered away by her brother to a family hostile to her, forcing Verodia to accept the duel’s bet.
The transaction Verodia proposed earlier was to ask Verafia to help her participate in the duel.
According to her, the key to Grand Duke Oran’s ruins was undoubtedly a burden and a threat to the Hells family. It would be better to sell it to Verafia before anyone knew about it, which could at least bring back the possibility of the family’s continuation.
“My lady, if you ask why Verodia approached you… I think it might be because you are not from Rubiel. If you wanted to swallow the legacy of this former legendary strong person, you wouldn’t reveal it to others or to the lords and officials of Rubiel. This is the best course of action for their family.”
Ig thought for a moment and gave the girl a reason.
“That’s not wrong… But, this young lady always feels uncomfortable. Ugh, to openly scheme against this young lady like this, it’s so detestable!”
Verafia pouted her lips and complained, raising her fair little face, revealing her unhappiness without any concealment.
As Ig said, she was unfamiliar with Rubiel City, and besides the blood crystal in her hand, Verafia had no clues… And she couldn’t possibly go to Duke Dawn, the leader of the Royalist Party, could she?
Moreover, the situation in Rubiel City – not only Verodia, but also the Bloodwind Blade, who was born with a wisp of Oran’s power and tried to seize his complete inheritance, Duke Dawn, the Golden Lion and leader of the Royalist Party, and even the forces hiding behind the scenes, all made Verafia feel uncomfortably oppressed.
Thinking of this, Verafia couldn’t help but frown slightly. She tightened her grip on the broken crystal in her hand, and the irregular edges of the blood crystal poked her tender skin, causing a slightly tangible pain.
And they were most likely here for the power of that legendary vampire duke who died under Lancaster’s sword. If so…
Ig saw the girl’s expression, but he thought it was just the displeasure of this arrogant Miss Phoenix, who had been suppressed by Verodia and had nowhere to retaliate.
“Speaking of which, did you, my lady, really come for the legacy of Duke Oran… I don’t remember you mentioning it?”
“Eh, you’re asking about this… Of course, well, it’s because you’re too stupid to guess this young lady’s thoughts!”
Verafia suppressed her thoughts, raised her small face, and glared at him fiercely, her slender hands on her hips, looking very imposing.
Looking at Verafia, who was forcibly asserting her authority as a young lady, Ig thought, “My lady is the greatest, you’re right, as long as you’re happy.”
“Moreover, this is a Blood Race that is about to enter immortality! Such a powerful existence, even Lothel is inferior to him. In your human history, they are rare, and even this young lady has not seen many!”
The girl’s imposing expression came and went like a storm. She suddenly tilted her face again, and her exquisite and flawless small face was already filled with excitement.
“Humph, if I can find his inheritance, will this young lady still have to worry about not recovering her strength because you dragged me down?”
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Originally, I wanted to continue introducing through Verodia… but after thinking about it, it would be too long to negotiate slowly, and it might take a few more chapters. So, I decided to change the perspective and push the plot directly.
