Tarto lightly hit Zevien’s cheek with cat paws as the seed inside him was activated before Tarto started controlling the flow of power infusion.

Zevien’s vampire form disappeared as cat ears appeared on his head, his nail became longer, sharp, and metallic black, while his hair became a bit shorter from the shoulder-length hair he had in the vampire form.

He lost his wings, but he plunged straight down towards the villa.

“Vernisia is at the villa’s end room. Break straight in the middle of the villa without worry,” Tarto spoke while infusing more power, “you must kill them or die trying.”

‘Die trying? NO! They dared to kidnap her for that bastard! They will have to die!’

“ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Zevien shouted as he felt immense pain, but his anger overshadowed it. Just thinking about losing Vernisia caused him to wish for the destruction of everything and felt the wisp of despair looming around him, and that bastard…that bastard dared plan that?

Zevien internally screamed with red eyes as he took on Tarto’s power while ignoring the pressure and pain, ‘Kill!’

His magic power increased crazily.

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…

The five men and two women were sitting in the villa hall, talking about some matters. One of them tried to contact Galen but failed.

“What’s going on? Why is young master Galen not picking up the call?”

“It’s not been ten minutes yet; he should be on the way.”

“But that girl is really a beauty, hahaha. I wonder if Galen will-”

*BOOOM…*

Suddenly, they heard a boom and saw something crashing through the roof before entering the hall as dust spread everywhere.

All of them became instantly alert as they didn’t even hesitate to use their spells.

The 3rd class magician used the Lightning Net spell before anyone else, attempting to trap whoever it was that crashed here.

Zevien’s eyes were red, and wildness was oozing out of him as he moved speedily.

*swoosh…*

Only Zevien’s afterimage was left in that position after the dust was settled by a 4th class magician releasing a gust of wind.

“Wher-” the 3rd class magician couldn’t finish his sentence as he caught with his eyes a pair of long shining claws coming straight towards his neck at a despairing speed as he found no way to dodge it or block it.

“N-!”

*Slash!…dhoof…*

His head separated from his body before rolling down on the floor.

“KILL THAT BEAST!” A bulky middle-aged man shouted. He clapped his hands loudly and used a spell as multiple waves shot toward Zevien.

Zevien was really a beast right now. His thinking process had lowered, and he was basically in a berserk mode. He was fighting on a wild beast’s instinct as he was unable to control the power but his innate stubbornness didn’t want to let power go as well.

*slash….slash…..*

Not a single spell hit him as he dodged them quickly like a wild cat. He jumped around the whole hall as he stuck to pillars, ceiling, and floor, and one by one killed everyone in the hall with extreme cruelty as their limbs and heads spread on the floor.

In the end, seven heads were rolling on the floor, with the whole hall painted with traces of blood and blood puddles on the floor.

He barely gained some sentience with immense exhaustion washing over him and pain flooding everywhere in his body.

But he still moved his body towards the room where Vernisia was bound and barely opened the door.

When he saw Vernisia’s hands and legs bound by chains, Zevien dragged his body towards her with an intense urge and wished to release her.

A suppression sigil stuck on Vernisia’s forehead prevented her from using magic.

“Mmmm!!…Mmmmm!!,” Vernisia couldn’t speak as her mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and she let out muffled groans. But her eyes went wide and teary as she saw blood-soaked Zevien entering the room while dragging his body with weary half-opened eyes.

Alas, she didn’t know that this blood was not his, but it was of the enemies.

“Ver…ni….sia….” Zevien barely reached her before he cut off the chains on her legs and hands. Zevien’s mind was not in the right state right now as he was on the verge of losing his consciousness, but when he saw chained Vernisia, he hallucinated and saw the Vernisia before time rewind, who was bound by chains of imminent death due to her disease.

“Y-you…wi-will…live,” after saying this and breaking her chains, Zevien succumbed to sleep as he fainted and returned to his human form.

Vernisa removed the sigil from her forehead and the piece of cloth from her mouth before putting Zevien’s head on his lap as drops of tears fell from her eyes, “Zevien!”

She checked his breath and pulse with intense worry gnawing at her, but she sighed a relief after checking that he was not in that kind of danger.

“Meow~ He didn’t even last a minute, but I guess he completed the task,” Tarto floated in front of Vernisia while looking at Zevien, “not bad. But next time, he should stay a bit more sane when going over his limits.”

…

Dan and Erica were waiting outside of the villa’s border for Zevien’s call.

in this large region, all villas occupied big areas. Each villa had its own ample land around them with a garden and two-three house structures.

“Try contacting Zevien,” Erica said with creased eyebrows.

Dan nodded as he contacted Zevien.

“Dan? Where are you?”

“Vernisia?” Dan was surprised, “so Zevien is inside the villa?”

“Villa? Yes! Come inside, quick. We have to take Zevien to the hospital!”

Dan and Erica were startled as Dan hurriedly drove the car inside and stopped in front of the villa’s door before quickly entering inside.

Their stomach churned when they reached the hall and saw such a bloody scene. They barely held back the puking with such an intense, bloody smell and sight.

Though before they moved forward, they saw Vernisia coming out of a room’s door at the very end of the corridor in front of them.

Vernisia saw them but pointed her hand at the wall as she conjured Split Mana Blade and released a slash before destroying the wall.

Dan and Erica understood as they turned around and went back to the car before driving to the east side of the Villa, where Vernisia was breaking out from inside while supporting Zevien.

But just when Dan stopped the car and Erica opened the door so that Vernisia could put Zevien inside the car, they saw a helicopter rapidly approaching.

“Someone is coming! They might be enemies; we have to leave!” Dan said quickly, “get in the car, fast!”

“Relax, younglings, and don’t panic. The ones coming are not enemies but allies.”

“Who?!”

Dan, Erica, and Vernisia were startled to hear the voice but couldn’t see anyone.

“It’s me, here, the desperate sparrow flapping its wings to float one hundred meters in front of you.”

Dan narrowed his eyes as he indeed saw a sparrow floating at a 45-degree angle in front of him in the sky.

“Glad I followed those two here,” the agent controlling the sparrow sighed in his room, “the mess inside Villa is really….did that kid Zevien do that? But how?”

…

Dan didn’t believe the sparrow, but before he could drive the car, he saw two people flying out of the helicopter, and one of them was Touma-sir.