NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 90: Blood Ancestor
CG Chapter 90: Blood Ancestor
Before he began his own training, Tom called Folek and Hidden over to give them the gift they had been waiting for.
Unfortunately for them, this gift was not so easy to accept since it came at a great price--one that might cost them their lives. But even knowing this, they didn’t care.
Just the idea of breaking through into that illusory realm was enough for them to sacrifice everything they had.
Not to mention the fact that they didn’t have any other choice since they needed the strength for their upcoming battle against the seven kingdoms three years from now.
In one of the newly built rooms atop Alamut, Folek, and Hidden sat on the ground across from Tom, carefully listening to his instructions.
“Not bad, it seems like you prepared the items I requested,” Tom remarked, glancing at the herbs in front of him.
“We don’t have much time, so we should begin. But before that, I must remind you that evolving your bloodlines isn’t going to be easy. My blood is extremely corrosive, and even with the potion I am making, it will only delay your death for a few minutes. During that time, you better have made the blood yours, or even I won’t be able to save you. Oh, and one last thing--find something to bite down on. The potion does nothing to stop the pain.”
The two men looked at Tom before nodding.
Hidden said confidently, “I am ready. What is a little pain if it means I can become a grand knight.” He pointed at Folek. “But you should check on that brat; I don’t think he can handle it.”
Folek didn’t react to Hidden’s provocation. He was already used to the old man’s way of talking.
“I am also ready. If your blood really can make us grand knights, then we shouldn’t waste any more time.”
Tom, of course, knew that these two weren’t weaklings. But his warning only showed the true horror and pain they would have to endure.
After all, he had experienced the pain firsthand and knew that if anyone other than himself had consumed the original poison, then they would have died from the pain before the poison had even taken effect.
“Take it as me being overly cautious. Also, that wasn’t a request, but an order. Without something to bite on, you would die from biting your own tongues due to the pain.”
At first, Tom had considered adding sedatives to stop the pain and prevent their brains from going into overdrive before shutting down.
The reason he didn’t do that was that using such sedatives would add an unknown element to the process. Even the smallest amount might cause the blood absorption to go haywire, especially since this was a new subject to him.
Being too excited, Folek and Hidden didn’t want to argue with Tom and quickly agreed.
Folek removed his leather belt and held it in his hand.
While Hidden grabbed the sheath of his sword, which was covered in the dried blood of his slain enemies.
Without hesitation, the two men drank the potion. Tom made two quick slits in each of his hands, letting his blood drip into their mouths.
If anyone saw this scene, they would think that some vampiric ceremony was taking place--and they wouldn’t be far from the truth.
Once he felt he was reaching his limit, Tom covered the wound, waiting for the real battle to begin.
In a matter of seconds, the quiet room was filled with the sound of falling objects.
Folek and Hidden didn’t feel anything at first. Then, the burning came. It started slowly but quickly turned into a flood of agony and suffering.
They felt like an inferno was raging inside them, and what made it even worse was knowing that they couldn’t do anything about it.
They wanted to scream and shout, hoping that their pain would decrease, but they couldn’t even do that.
Their throats felt like they had melted together, with their screams having nowhere to go.
Looking at each other, they didn’t want to fall and let this heaven-sent opportunity slip away.
Even more, neither wanted to let their rival win.
The sense of rivalry, and the desire to feel the power of a grand knight, were the only things keeping them from giving up.
Unfortunately, the pain didn’t stop there. Just when they thought things couldn’t get worse, it felt like thousands of blades were stabbing and twisting their guts from the inside.
Sweat poured down their bodies, mixing with the blood coming from their five orifices.
The two fell to the ground, with Folek’s vision blurring, while Hidden’s teeth sank into his sheath, creating a wide gap in it.
Their bodies felt like they were freezing and melting at the same time.
A constant sound was screaming at them and urging them to give up and go toward the light. Telling them that they didn’t need to suffer and that the pain and suffering would go away if they let go.
Meanwhile, Tom watched them go through hell without care. He knew there was nothing he could do for them now. All he could do was observe the experiment and gather as much information as possible.
Suddenly, a tortured cry erupted from Folek and Hidden. The cry was so filled with anguish that even the cruelest of enemies would quiver from hearing it.
“AHHHHHH!”
Tom sighed. ‘Did I overestimate their willpower? It seems even a small dose of the poison was too much for them.’
His mind was more concerned about losing two valuable pieces than anything else.
Just when he began changing his plans to account for the death of the two, he heard a roar.
Thunder was erupting from the two men lying on the ground, who had been shaking like two dead puppies just a moment ago.
Tom’s eyes widened--but not because of the two. It was because he felt a strong connection to them, stronger than even that of a parent.
The feeling of a blood ancestor…