Taming My Vampire Servant - Chapter 228

Ivory used Air magic to push herself forward faster. She caught up with Sigmund, and grabbed his shoulder.

The Vampire turned around to try to hold onto Ivory, and  when they locked eyes, Ivory got her Air magic out of control. In a few seconds, the casting of magic was stopped.

This made Sigmund have the chance to turn the tide of the battle. He materialized his wings, then lifted her up by her waist.

Ivory, with locked Silverblade mana, couldn’t transform into her Werewolf form. Instead, she struggled with all her might as they slowly rose up to the air.

“You birdbrain, return to your old self, damn it!” Sigmund yelled, as he hugged her tightly..

But the silverhead didn’t want him to continue to be at an advantage. She moved her head backwards, hitting the Vampire’s chin!

“Ivory!” Sigmund yelled when he accidentally loosened his grip on her, making her fall down.

Ivory, with her fast reflexes, made a tornado on her feet to help her float. She then summoned ball of fires around her magic rods and started shooting them towards Sigmund.

The Vampire shielded himself with his wings, and flapped them harder to make Ivory lose focus with the strong wind. He also absorbed moisture from the clouds, and solidified water into ice, hitting the tornado lifting her up. His magic spells were enough to make her tornado weaken.

And when she caught a glimpse of Lyria at the side showing a displeased face, she panicked. She released a spell, but it was too much and pushed Sigmund to the road.

Because of the powerful impact, the cobblestones cracked and created a crater behind Sigmund.

“Sigmund, I didn’t replenish your mana to go against me! I don’t want to hurt you, so don’t do this anymore and let me finish my task…” Ivory murmured.

Because Sigmund observed her reaction a while ago, he figured that she could still be distracted, and hopefully she could change her mind.

“Ivory… do you love me?” Sigmund said out of the blue.

Then, there was silence. It was obvious in Ivory’s weakening grip on her rod and the magic attack that she was already hesitating. The Vampire took this chance and switched positions with her. He blocked her with his arms while she was leaning against the road.

To have the advantage, Sigmund held her chin tight, tilting it to the side and bit her neck. She felt his body pressing against hers, and her hands trembled, dropping the rods to the ground, and when she tried pushing him away from, she couldn’t.

Ivory tried to get out of his grip, but Sigmund planted a deep kiss on her lips.

It was the familiar sensation, and Ivory’s inner desire for Sigmund awakened her Silverblade mana. She placed her arms around his neck, savoring every second in kissing him.

Sigmund never planned for them to make out in public! He just wanted her to snap out of it, but it was her who pulled him even closer and held him tightly.

And when they pulled away, he was shocked to see Ivory’s eyes glowing.

“Ivory… your eyes-”

“I am back,” she said with confidence, then gave a peck on him.

Sigmund knew it was not the usual Ivory. It was the fearless, powerful Ivory with the Silverblade mana! He could still remember vividly that steamy night they had before Ivory got full control of her mana. The naughty Ivory already said goodbye to him, so he never expected her to return.

When Sigmund let her go, Ivory stood up and picked up her two rods, then attached them together again into a long staff. She glared directly at Lyria while she walked towards her.

Not expecting it to happen, Lyria gritted her teeth in anger. She then noticed that at that moment, her body glowed a faint yellowish glow.

Familiar with that kind of power, Lyria told her, “So it was Juno all along… That meddler God!”

Juno, one of the Holy Supreme God’s oldest sons, had always been fond of Destinia, who’s one of the youngest daughters. Destinia looked up to Juno and was always asking for advice on how to manage her own kingdom. When she decided to lend her holy mana to her own people, Juno had doubts. But when he checked the Holy Scroll of Fate, he learned that it was bound to happen, so he did not stop her.

“I don’t know what you mean by that,” Ivory said, “But this is the end of your foolishness.”

“You think a mere mortal like you can defeat a goddess like me?”

“Correction, you are only a half-goddess, but I was sent by the gods to be the savior of this kingdom!”

Suddenly, the sky roared like war drums. It was divided into four colors representing the four elements. As if the heavy clouds shed tears of desperation, it rained strongly, making the city folks retreat to the stores. But the knights, Royal Knights, and other troops stood firmly in their positions as they watched Lyria’s every move, fulfilling their duties as the Prince’s loyal comrades.

Ivory was struck with lightning, but it did not faze her. Her robe was destroyed, and as the pieces of her garment fell down, they were all shocked to see her changing appearance. One by one, birthmarks of Destinia appeared in her body, starting from her head, down to her feet.

“I, Ivory Sprucemint, humbly accepts our holy Goddess Destinia’s judgment,” she muttered, feeling her body with an immense amount of mana that no person in the whole kingdom could bear.

Lyria knew that they’d all be finished once Ivory attacked her.

The rain continued to pour down, and Ivory held onto her staff tightly. As soon as she pointed the white orbed tip of her staff towards Lyria, the clouds formed a big circular gap and light descended towards her.

Lyria shrieked in pain with the Holy Light shining upon her. She glared at the people around her, but when she laid her eyes on Ghidarlgh and Helios, tears fell from her eyes.

She recalled how she became a monster. It was her own choice to love and become more human although she was supposed to pledge loyalty to the heavens.

The young Ghidarlgh was a poet, speaking words of wisdom on the streets of Prisma City. It was fate that led Lyria, in human form, to be too absorbed in his speech. The naive half-goddess, half-human felt butterflies in her stomach, identifying it as love. Taking with her the God Protection Amulet so that she would not be caught by Goddess Destinia, she continued to meet the man each time she descended from heaven. And so, the two young hearts become one, giving birth to a mortal, who they named Fiona.

But being poor led them to develop ambitions and supreme greed.

Although Lyria had a god’s blood, she was not as strong as the purebreds. At that time, she still had to rely on magic stones blessed by Goddess Destinia, who trusted her a lot as her messenger.

Topaz is one of the blessed stones, and its raw form was abundant in Topazeon Town. Lyria, Ghidarlgh, and the baby Fiona lived like a normal family in that certain town, and a year after, a baby boy with a little bit of god blood was born.

But their relationship took a sharp turn. Ghidarlgh wanted to have mana even though he was not a Chosen One. He said that he was jealous of some of their neighbors, and even jealous of his own son. He mocked Lyria, saying that she’s a useless half-goddess because she couldn’t even make him a powerful human being.

Taking it to heart, Lyria studied how to create the perfect mana stone. The strongest mana stone would also allow her to control the infested person. So, while there were no tasks from Goddess Destinia, Lyria took time and effort to find the cave of Topaz stones. After the mining shifts, she sneaked inside the cold and dark cave alone.

With tears in her eyes, she was thinking about her unfortunate fate. She wanted to fulfill her husband’s wish. Lyria held on tightly to the first boulder of Topaz stones she saw, and concentrated her mana on it.

Thus, the first ever stone of evil mana was created. It was a result of both greed and loneliness.

When Lyria went back home, she made a simple necklace of carved, cone-shaped Topaz stone and gave it to Ghidarlgh. He was delighted, and they made up, never fighting again.

Mastering the skill of jewelry-making, Lyria made a fortune by selling high-valued jewelry to the nobles. It was after ten years that she was able to buy the Prisma Gallery.

Amidst the blinding light, Lyria floated, and her mind was becoming blank. Surprisingly, when she closed her eyes, it was not her husband, nor his favorite son, but her daughter’s smiling face that showed her sight.

It was weird, but the truth was, Fiona’s body did not accept the Unholy Mana. Since she was young, she had been trying to give some to her, so Lyria thought that it left her frustrated until the end of her life.

But why was she smiling in her vision? Why was her face more at peace than ever before?

Lyria’s sight faded, and her body was taken up by the heavens. Following it, Helios’ whole cage floated up, and he yelled like crazy while looking down. The crazy, green-haired man repeatedly yelled Ivory’s name.

Ivory just stared blankly at him without any reaction, while the others watched the two as they ascended towards the sky.

As soon as the heavens closed, the rain stopped. Slowly, the people who were hiding went out to check their surroundings.. They looked at each other, then toward Ivory where the sunlight first shone and the bright rays of the sun spread on the mortals once again.