Chapter 201: Dark Angel

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Dark Angel

The matter of inheritance was not something that could be concluded in a day or two; the specifics would depend on how the situation developed later.

Currently, what Jeremy and Thalira could confirm was merely their cooperative relationship, as well as the aspects that needed to be followed up on.

The initially estimated ten minutes stretched into over half an hour due to the number of issues exchanged.

Finally, after settling on the communication method and establishing contact with the Valmont family, Jeremy left the garden.

After parting ways with Thalira, Jeremy returned to the banquet hall, avoided the crowd, and headed straight to his team’s lounge.

Just as he stepped inside, he saw Phoenix and Lomita fighting chaotically in a tangled mess.

Fighting in the literal sense.

One person, bristling like a cat, was trying to push the other away with all his might, while the other stubbornly insisted on grabbing the other’s hair... precisely speaking, the heart-shaped cowlick on his head.

Using magic power in the Royal banquet hall was severely restricted; those below tier five could basically only use a few minor spells, so right now, the two of them were relying entirely on muscle strength to fight.

As for the other three, they weren’t in the room, and who knows where they went.

Jeremy closed the door and walked over to the two fighting chaotically, a half-smile on his face: "...What is going on here?"

Seeing Jeremy, Lomita, who was fuming with anger, looked at him as if seeing a savior: "This guy is crazy, Jeremy, quickly pull him away!"

While speaking, she tightly grabbed Phoenix’s hood and yanked it back, using one hand to block his chest and push him back forcefully, afraid her hair would be ruined by him.

Lomita had grown a bit taller recently... five centimeters taller than her first semester of the first year, barely reaching 1.6 meters. But Phoenix was 1.88 meters tall; the height difference between the two was somewhat large, and coupled with the inability to use much magic power, even though Lomita wasn’t weak at all, it was hard to push him away.

Furthermore, one wearing a pink dress and the other completely cloaked in black, looking straight at them gave the illusion of a pink rabbit and a gloomy ghost.

However, the former’s attributes were actually quite fierce.

Jeremy looked at the scene before him, his mood shrinking into a single question mark.

Theoretically speaking, after taking the hangover cure, Phoenix should have sobered up by now.

Jeremy stepped forward, grabbed Phoenix, and yanked him back, successfully rescuing Lomita.

Freed from the entanglement, Lomita immediately darted behind Jeremy, muttering: "I came looking for you. Knowing you weren’t here, I arrived a bit late."

"I had to step out for a bit to handle some business," Jeremy replied while looking at Phoenix.

Since when did those glowing red pupils become clouded with a layer of mist, looking extremely gloomy? Moreover, a small amount of black magic power was surging around his body.

Darkness element magic power...

The feeling Phoenix gave off now was quite similar to their first meeting, the gloomy coldness was too heavy.

Jeremy used one hand to hold Phoenix down, forcing him to sit, then turned to ask Lomita.

"When did you get in here? Did you see Evelyn’s group?"

"About five minutes ago, your other teammates seemed to have been called away by His Majesty’s people." Lomita sat on the opposite sofa, pointing at Phoenix who was refusing to sit still, "Speaking of which, what exactly is wrong with him? The moment I walked in, he lunged at me like seeing food, it was so weird it killed me."

Jeremy channeled magic power into Phoenix’s body, inspecting him thoroughly before speaking up.

"Initially he was drunk, but now it seems the power within his bloodline is rioting, causing him to lose his sanity."

"Oh." Lomita adjusted her messy hair while asking, "Could it be his Angel bloodline hasn’t awakened yet?"

Jeremy nodded: "That’s right."

The power of the Angel bloodline undergoes several stages of rioting when nearing adulthood, and currently, Phoenix was in the final stage.

The final rioting period lasts about half a year; one can choose to awaken the bloodline power before this stage ends.

However, during this rioting period, a series of abnormal behaviors losing rational control will also appear.

For example, just now...

Seeing Phoenix still refusing to sit still, Jeremy decisively took out a hypnosis bell to put him to sleep. Waiting for the effect to take hold, he then asked Lomita: "He didn’t hurt you just now, did he?"

Hearing Jeremy’s question, Lomita crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed: "Who do you think I am? How could I be hurt by him?"

Seeing her tsundere look, Jeremy smiled along: "True, I asked a redundant question."

Lomita stared at Phoenix for a few seconds and said: "Looking at him like this, the bloodline he awakens will highly likely be a mutated Dark Angel."

"Dark Angel?" Jeremy didn’t understand clearly.

Lomita was also very willing to answer his doubts: "I heard my mother mention that the Angel bloodline of the Eastern family originates from two factions. One is the Dark Angel symbolizing darkness, the other is the Holy Angel symbolizing light.

Unlike Holy Angels, who are accepted and respected by everyone, the Dark Angel bloodline is often ostracized by the family and the public..."

Speaking up to here, Lomita abruptly fell silent.

She secretly glanced at Phoenix, noticing he had completely fallen asleep before letting out a sigh of relief.

Sister Divina’s bloodline clearly belonged to the latter faction; since ancient times, only those inheriting the Holy Angel bloodline could become the heir to the Eastern Ducal family.

As for Phoenix, from current indications, the bloodline he inherited was very likely a mutated Dark Angel.

Because the gloomy coldness radiating around him and the bizarre feeling of having one’s soul seen through upon meeting his eyes couldn’t possibly be associated with a Holy Angel no matter what.

And combining this with his current situation of not showing his face in the Eastern Ducal family for over ten years, I fear he had already been subjected to special treatment.

Externally saying things like his body was frail so he was sent elsewhere, these were all stale excuses from the Eastern Ducal house, just pretty words to hear.

To just blurt these things out right in front of Phoenix, it’s unknown whether it would be akin to rubbing salt in someone’s wounds.

But now that he was sleeping, it was a different story.

Confirming Phoenix was sound asleep, Lomita continued:

"The Eastern Ducal family has a divine artifact capable of measuring right from birth whether the awakened bloodline of the direct descendants is a Holy Angel or not. Once a direct descendant is measured as a Dark Angel, they will be sent elsewhere for intensified training. Those bearing the Dark Angel bloodline often exist as shadows assisting the family heir, not allowed to step into the light. This teammate of yours, I fear he also fell into that situation."

"Is that so... This is the first time I’ve heard of it." Jeremy also didn’t expect such class division to exist internally within the Eastern Ducal family.

When the Eastern Ducal family attended banquets, Phoenix was always like an invisible person with no shadow to be found.

Both parents also only interacted with Divina, looking like they had a very harmonious relationship. Because Phoenix wasn’t present, the true nature of their relationship with Phoenix couldn’t be analyzed as good or bad just from this one-sided view.

But Divina’s concern for her younger brother didn’t seem faked.

If not showing his face for over a dozen years was due to the Dark Angel bloodline, then Phoenix...

Jeremy glanced at Phoenix lying motionless on the sofa beside him, deciding to avoid this topic in the future.

Lomita observed Jeremy’s expression a bit, tactfully changing the subject: "Speaking of which, back during the Cat and Mouse competition, I was still wondering why he just stood there and the Yin spirits didn’t dare to approach. Thinking back now, it’s also thanks to the benefits of his bloodline."

Ghosts and Yin spirits are different; the former are spirit bodies after death, the latter are mutated entities formed naturally from the filthy evil of heaven and earth and the malicious thoughts of living beings.

In front of those bearing the Angel bloodline, Yin spirits are nothing more than small fry.

Holy Angels can purify (destroy) them, while Dark Angels can treat these existences as food to absorb, thereby enhancing their own strength.

Regardless of what power Phoenix would awaken, to Yin spirits, he was a destructive existence, so naturally they wouldn’t dare to approach.

"It’s good that the knot in your heart has been untangled." Thinking about how these two always met with silence, Jeremy almost forgot they once had some alone time together.

"Right, what did you come looking for me for?"

Hearing him bring it up, Lomita finally remembered her original purpose: "To say goodbye to you. Because of the Wasteland incident, I have to go open the family’s inheritance area earlier than planned. This time, I might have to suspend my studies for more than half a year."

"That fast?" Jeremy was slightly worried, "You plan to awaken your Mark for the second time?"

Lomita shook her head: "In the current situation, I don’t plan to take risks; my current Mark is enough for me. For this family inheritance, I intend to give up on the second bloodline Mark awakening and primarily focus on acquiring power."

Hearing her say that, Jeremy felt a bit more relieved.

The second Mark awakening has a drawback: the higher the Mark’s ranking, the greater the difficulty of the second awakening.

Lomita already possessed a Holy Covenant in the top twenty. If she underwent a second awakening, the risk would be hundreds of times higher than the difficulty of the awakening for him and Phoenix’s group; it was truly too risky.

Furthermore, the key is that the second Mark isn’t guaranteed to surpass the first Mark; being able to be like Evelyn was already a rare miracle.

"I wish you all the best, but you absolutely must put your own safety first."

Lomita waved her hand: "Rest assured, at least until now, there hasn’t been a goal I couldn’t accomplish. But you can’t fall too far behind either."

Jeremy smiled: "...You can rest assured on that point."

Even if he wanted to be lazy, a certain cruel teacher wouldn’t allow it.