Reincarnated Lord: I can upgrade everything!-Chapter 312: Unwanted Self & Hellhound

Mary let out a soft gasp, her hair fluttering upward as she fell. There was something wrong with her body, she couldn’t just seem to control herself.

It wasn’t as if this was the first time she fell from the sky.

Everything around her spun at high velocity but in the midst of this confusion, a fiery orange phantom burst out of the window Lucas was in.

An arm wrapped around her and before she knew it, everything had stopped spinning.

Lucas gently laid her on the grass before looking at Levi, cloaked in a hood who quietly went to the spot the short sword fell and picked it.

The slight yet deep growl coming from him made Lucas frown deeply. It was as if he was staring right at a tiger.

Mary grimaced at the sight of the open wound in her right wing.

Although Lucas wanted to say comforting words, there would be no better way to comfort Mary than to deal with the attacker.

And so, he rose to his feet, approaching Levi with strong steps.

"This is unwise." Lucas said.

Levi chuckled. "Perhaps."

He burst forth, slashing the short sword at the unarmed Lucas’ throat but the Adamos heir wrapped his fingers around the dagger keeping it in place!

Right before his neck!

Levi’s eyes narrowed.

Drip. Drip.

Blood coated the short sword and fell down in droplets, splattering on the grass.

Levi could see the pain and anger in Lucas’ eyes and without warning, the sword grew hot!

Flames burst out of Lucas body, irises gained the colour of lava, fangs grew out of his mouth, claws protruded from his fingers and toes as his clothes slowly burnt away. Discover stories at novelbuddy

Finally, a fiery phantom of a three headed hound, as big as a human appeared behind him, its ferocious aura flared so high the guards at other vicinities sensed it.

The calm, good looking Lucas was replaced by a burning feral man. Cold and brutal.

The blade of the short sword melted as the grass around them disintegrated into dust.

Bam!

Levi punched Lucas’ face. A blow that would kill a knight simply made Lucas tilt. In the next moment, his expression distorted and he lunged at Levi.

His claws tore through the cloak, opening deep marks in Levi’s flesh and scorching the wound at the same time.

Pain shot to Levi’s brain!

"!!!"

Stifling his scream, white fog burst out of him as he morphed into his tiger form. With a powerful leap, he went head on with Lucas.

Lucas simply grabbed his face ignoring the claws that sank into his flesh.

"Burn!"

Levi screamed as fire consumed his face. His screams went far but died fast.

Thud!

Lucas dropped the corpse on the ground as his flames died out. His fangs, claws and phantom vanished leaving him like he once was.

But his half burnt clothes spoke otherwise.

Lucas stood there facing the corpse. He didn’t even turn to Mary, an action she found strange.

"Lady Mary, you can go get yourself treated. The problem has been dealt with."

After uttering those words, he took one step and froze.

This was because of the figure standing just 10 meters to his right, just under the moonlight.

"... You couldn’t be far." Lucas chuckled bitterly, averted his gaze from Asher and walked away without glancing at Mary.

He didn’t want to see her expression.

It would just be like the others. No one was able to accept this bloodthirsty part of him after seeing his other part.

A major flaw of his talent is that once active, he would surely possess traits of the merged beast and his beast was known for its cruelty and ferociousness.

He would have never wanted Mary to know about this side of him. In fact, it was the reason he refused to become a knight.

Some talents weren’t gifts, they were a curse and Lucas considered his talent one.

Asher stood there, his hair tousled by the extreme speed at which he moved to get here. His expression colder than ice and his golden eyes, magically piercing through the darkness.

He was there just in time to witness the formidable hellhound kill its prey. Yes, even a white tiger was a prey to the hellhound!

But there was something in Lucas’ eyes that made Asher feel pity.

Self loathe.

He saw a man that loathed himself… a part of himself that was the major part that is.

Mary remained there, her hand stretched out for Lucas but the young man never knew because he never looked back.

Asher sighed.

He knew why Mary didn’t call out to him. She was a woman that respected boundaries. Even when she wanted more.

Just like when he sent her away.

In the same light, she respected that Lucas acted strange for reasons known only to him and it might be linked to her so she refrained from causing more hurt.

Seeing this misunderstanding, Asher felt a pang in his head.

But he swiftly brushed it off and approached Mary.

"Is he okay?"

Mary asked him.

Asher looked at the direction Lucas left in.

"You’re the one injured." Then, he gazed at Levi who had reverted to his human form.

"Tigris."

Sirius approached them, sniffed the burnt corpse and looked around.

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"What is it?"

Sirius didn’t reply but its gaze pierced through the darkness, locking on a red haired man who covered himself in a cloak and disappeared.

Its eyes narrowed.

At this moment, Mary’s wolf approached, nuzzling Mary as she caressed its head.

"It’s okay."

She whispered to her wolf.

Heavy footsteps fell into their ears as dozens of heavily armoured men trooped into the burnt garden.

"Lord Asher!"

Asher carried Mary. "Get me your apothecary."

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A/N: Thank you for sticking with this work during my tough stages which was primarily caused by my health. Although my situation isn’t that that can be cured so simply, I’ll be able to upload constantly by God’s grace from now on.

I’ll also use this medium to say I’m also working on a new project and according to the process of the research, it might come end of march or April. (Started since January btw. And I do research on notebooks so no eye pain there. Hehe)