The Most Satisfied Reincarnate - Chapter 357

The next day when the sun was rising and the light pierced through between the gap of the cave, a pair of a young couple, man and woman were found, lying and sticking to each other against the cave wall. The young man had dark brown hair flowing and scattering around his shoulder and it was obvious he was Desmond.

When Desmond’s magenta eyes slowly opened, the blurry vision came to greet him while also feeling a soft sensation leaning against his body. He was stunned to see and then looked at the figure with a smile, “Glad you’re safe, but time doesn’t want to wait.”

Under the blue sky and the sound of chirping birds, the morning light that was blocked by a huge stone at the entrance of the cave began to tremble.

Pebble starts to drop one by one from the big stone inside the cave before the big stone finally crumbles and reveals the scenery outside. The bright sunlight entered and blinded Desmond’s vision when the big stone crumbled.

*ROAR*

At the same time, aside from the light, a view of beasts from the beasts race was found gathering and glaring at the two of them with hungry and resentment eyes in front of the cave entrance.

As those beasts roared, it caused the cave to tremble and vibrate. The rumbling from their stomach and the continuous saliva, dripping from their mouths would make ordinary people shrink in fear, even a 1st class swordsman or mage was no exception.

However, upon seeing this terrifying scene, Desmond stands on the spot without showing any sign of fear or anxiety facing many beasts. He looked at them with a cold glint flashed in his eyes as his hands started to move.

Custom Spell: Area Spike

Desmond activated his spell with a wave of his hand and created a scene where the energy inside his body went out, blended with the natural energy on the surrounding.

The soft snoring sounds from Shelty echoed inside the cave, yet opposite to her, there were cries and howls from the wolves’ beasts along with the rumbling on the ground.

When the noises outside had calmed down, Shelty who was sleeping in an aloof manner, elegantly rubbing her eyes and saw her young master glanced at him with his unusual expression.

“Yo-Young m-master? Good Morning?” Shelty spoke in a soft and weak tone while shielding her eyes with her hands from the blinding light. Her long ears twitched as soon she heard the chirping birds sing in rhythm.

“Good morning, get ready to move,” Desmond replied with a smile as he looked at the glitters on her dark blue eyes that were wide open and looked at him with a state of disbelief.

She didn’t know what happend to her young master who suddenly became gentle. She did not dare to ask, only hiding her face by lowering her head.

However, blurry memories suddenly flashed on her mind, which instanly made her face red.

….

While carrying Shelty on his back, Desmond realized the beasts on the outer territorty had been decreased. Usually , a few or a pack of beasts would rush at him, yet now there were only desolate late with a couple beasts hiding in the dark.

On the other hand, Shelty had long forgot the matters of that night. Right now she looked like a child with her eyes glued to the surroundings. This was the first time she felt safe after the long run.

After running for a long time, Desmond could feel a plump of meat pressuring his back, causing him to feel a bit uncomfortable. Her assets are bigger than my sister and the other maids, Desmond muttered.

He was just eleven years old, even when the common sense in this world did not prohibit the man from marrying at his age, he could not still accept the fact as a modern person.

He would choose the former if he were asked to choose between the maids and the girls around his age.

Huff, I should calm down my mind and focus on getting stronger instead, Desmond muttered and looked to the front with determination. In a world where one person’s power could determine the outcome, only by having great power he could do anything without caring about the people’s opinion.

….

After a couple of hours running, they finally spotted a sign of fewer trees and barren land. Desmond then arrived at the entrance of their hidden base, gently dropped down his back for Shelty to set afoot.

Ouch, why are we stopping here? Shelty asked on her mind with her eyes brows raised as she found a rock scratched the bottom of her foot.

“We have arrived,” After Desmond spoke, he approached one of the cactus plants with many thorns surrounding some stone. After lightly tapping the stone, the ground raised revealing a black pitch tunnel to the underground.

Desmond turned around and found Shelty was looking at the tunnel with a dumbfounded. He guided her along the way until they arrived at the scene where a hovering frozen land hovered above the small lake with many familiar faces came to her view.

“Young master!”

“Brother!”

The maids first bowed and greeted Desmond before looking at the girl behind him.

On the other hand, the limited light that came from a massive tower in the middle of this underground made Shelty speechless who had just stepped her foot on the bluegrass. There was no word come out as her wide open mouth.

“Felix, come with me,” After chatting with the girls for a bit, Desmond immediately headed to his laboratory with a glass potion containing the blood of Flying Lizard on his hand.

“Yes, young master,” From the start when Desmond arrived, Felix was only smiled and politely waited behind the girls along with his ten subordinates. He had lost his daughter and now what he had only to fullfill his daughter’s hope and sincerely serve his young master.

It seems his fate already bounded with this family.

….

As Desmond ascended through the ice stairs, he could see his old mansion had been cleaned but also it gave a feeling of untouched for a long time. Although it was just a few days he went out, it was too strange for him.

The bones, the corpses and the stinky smell had gone, replaced by a tranquil and horror-looking mansion with only one light lit up.

Desmond shook his head to shrug off the strange feeling and kept moving. Soon, they arrived at his laboratory, a room full of cauldrons with many types of blood from various beasts.

This was the first time Felix entered this room. Yet, instead of being shocked by how cruel his young master was, he was more curious about what his young master had done for the past few months.

“Sit right there,” Desmond spoke without turning around and pointed at the corner of the room where there was a long wooden table and a long chair.

After approaching one of the empty cauldrons, he took the potion that contained the blood of Flying Lizards from his pocket and poured on it.

System, begin analyze and find the possibility of tracing the origin of the blood, Desmond commanded as the green blood slowly poured in and soon became a puddle on the cauldron.

[Starting the task…]

[Using Host’s energy as the indicator and extraction tool.]

[Fetching the knowledge from the Host’s brain.]

As the system starts working, Desmond’s body automatically moves on its own. Taking one sip of the blood and crystalize the blood with his magic. At the same time, in the same hand, a fire lit up, melting the frozen blood that hovered above the cauldron.

[Trying to get the cleanest and purest blood as the material.]

Meanwhile, his other hand was busy adjusting the temperature of the cauldron. As the heat increased, his hand manipulated the energy around, turning it into wood and metal small branches and placing it below the cauldron.

[Fusing the remaining blood for future usages.]

Another sip was taken out; in addition, each time the blood was refined by the melting and freezing process, the refined blood would drop back into the cauldron, mixed with the rest of the unrefined blood that eventually evaporated.

At the same time, along the refining process, knowledge entered Desmond’s mind one by one. Even though the system could do anything, it did not have a body or a thing to execute the order.

After a couple of hours repeating the same movement, the cauldron had been shrouded by the white smoke; at the same time, a notification he waited for finally popped out on his view, jolting Desmond’s mind and bringing back his focus.

[A drop of pure blood has been acquired, trying to preserve the rest of blood.]

The moment the smoke dispersed, the pool of green blood has turned into one drop of unique blood. Unlike before, this blood had glitter and a faint layer of red smoke surrounded it.

The contrast between green blood color and the red smoke as the outline makes this blood look extraordinary.

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This story is written by DragonKnov & Published on Webnovel