The Bloodwing Mansion was one of the royal mansions used by royal families. Now, it was occupied by Prince Seron and his family.
Rebecca entered the mansion with a heavy heart as she came here to comfort her son, knowing he was already there. Usually, he wouldn't be in the mansion unless he was training, but she got the news that he was in his room, and that could only mean one thing.
She stepped into the hall, and just by feeling the heavy, dark atmosphere, she knew whose aura was leaking out. She could hear objects being flung and shattered against the walls and the scent of burning candles mixed with the cold smell of blood.
The servants standing in the hall were shivering uncontrollably, fearing for their lives, though Rebecca couldn't care less about them.
She pressed her lips together as she hastened and opened the door to his room without knocking.
Rebecca's eyes shook upon seeing torn curtains, the tables and chairs overturned and shattered glass and dishes everywhere. Even the artwork on the walls had been ripped from their frames and strewn across the floor.
But the sight that shook her was the state of her son,
"AAHHH...I-It hurts...Have mercy!" A naked woman begged for her life in desperation as she lay under this vicious prince who had been torturing her body for hours. Her blood stained the sheets, and her limbs were snapped and broken. She knew she was going to die, but she didn't want to die a horrible death. She was already traumatized after seeing the other dead naked woman on the bed who had every drop of her blood sucked dry by him.
"Shut up, slut! You had one job I paid you to do, and you couldn't even do it! I thought you could imitate any woman, but you can't even imitate Rowena!" Oberon roared as he slapped her, breaking a few more of her teeth while riding over her bruised body.
He brought these women into his room, hoping to distract himself and forget what happened today. But to his frustration and anger, this was only making it worse.
"Son, enough! What the hell are you doing by defiling yourself with these filthy sluts?" Rebecca sharply scolded, though it pained her to see him hurting like this. She saw him pacing back and forth on that whore's body while his hair was disheveled and his eyes filled with uncontrollable fury. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was muttering to himself incoherently.
She had never seen him like this, and that only made her feel even more anxious, wondering if he would ever pull himself together. Seeing him in such a state made her feel uncontrollable rage towards Asher, and wished she could make him pay right here and now.
Oberon lazily twisted his neck around to glance at her, "Mother?...I didn't notice you coming in. Wait till I am done with this useless slut," He said in an infuriated tone, but right after, he mumbled in a jaded tone, "She died already? What a trashy bag of flesh. Is there nobody good enough? Maybe the Honeyed Pearls would be a good place. I just need a favor from Edmund and..."
Rebecca bit down on her lip, seeing him muttering to himself like a madman. She just couldn't stand it any longer as she stepped forward and pulled him down from the bed, "Enough, Oberon! This isn't the way to deal with this. The more you act like this, the more our enemies are going to laugh at us and take advantage of your state."
"What's the point?...That alien cur is going to steal my woman and my future..." Oberon muttered as he lifelessly stood before her. He wanted to not only hold a woman as powerful and beautiful as Rowena but also become the next Demon King. But all those dreams were shattered the moment he heard about the shocking perfect union between those two or more like an unparalleled one after hearing the test results.
Even the result between his father and mother only resulted in the projection of an image of a black dragon, wreathed in dark energy, though its size was 1/10th compared to the image of the dragon that came out of Rowena and Asher's blood.
His parents' result was considered to be one of the most awe-inspiring ones in history, and yet after today, it paled against the stunning and terrifying display of power compared to Rowena and Asher's result as per people's words.
So how could he not feel despair and wrathful after hearing that? It was like a slap to his face, letting him know the inferiority of his bloodline, which he didn't want to accept.
Rebecca calmly took a deep breath, feeling regretful for shouting at him, especially when he must be feeling heartbroken.
She made him sit on the bed and caressed his hair with a soft smile as she said, "I know you have every right to be angry, son and mother would have put an end to that bastard only if circumstances allowed it. But you don't have to worry. I will never give up for your sake. The future isn't set in stone. So what if he has a perfect union with her? We will just wait for the perfect opportunity to cause his downfall, and once that happens, everything he owns will be yours. Let's just consider our present situation as a sacrifice to get what we need later on."
Oberon's eyes lit up as he found some hope in her words. Even if he hated how things turned out for him, he felt that his mother was right. He still had a chance to set his future straight as long as he played his cards right. There was no point if he kept wallowing in despair like this. He can't let him win just like his mother said.
Rebecca felt relieved upon sensing how her son's aura calmed down and was glad he was pulling himself together, as expected from her son.
She was just as upset as him, especially when thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow. Now that the bastard returned alive, he would surely come to the Tower of Hell to contest her position, not that she was too worried about it.
Oberon noticed his mother's absent expression and asked, "What are you thinking so deeply about, mother? Is it because of that vermin again?" Oberon had already heard about how Asher had been causing problems for his mother as well, which made his nerves writhe. He would never be merciful to anyone who caused his mother to be upset, let alone someone who had personally offended him greatly as well.
Rebecca harrumphed as she said with crossed arms, "You know about the bet I had with him, right? I don't know what I was thinking at that time. But forget it. There is no point in regretting what happened. But tomorrow and for the next whole week, I have to make sure he fails to prove himself as a worthy candidate for my position. As if he hasn't done enough to be a thorn in our path."
Oberon sharply took a deep breath as he looked at her and firmly said, "Mother, I don't care what you have to do...but make sure that alien doesn't steal your position in the tower, though I don't believe he can. You know how much I need you to be there," Oberon knew he was able to bring in a lot of vassals under him because his mother would redirect the geniuses from the tower toward him.
Because of that, he was able to build a considerable influence of his own in the kingdom. So if she loses her position, his influence would be stunted, and he wouldn't be able to keep up with the likes of Edmund or Jael from House Valentine. He also would need great influence to take care of Asher when the time comes.
Rebecca nodded confidently and said with a gentle look, "Don't worry about me, son. A brat who is still wet behind his ears wouldn't be able to overshadow my experience and wisdom. Just watch and see how I send him running and make him lose face before the Head Warden," Even though Rebecca said these words confidently, somewhere within her, she just couldn't shake off this subtle uneasy feeling. However, she ignored this feeling right away.
Oberon smiled and said, "I have faith in you, mother. Now I will get cleaned up. As you said, I shouldn't give up and let him take advantage of it," Saying so, Oberon left his room right away while Rebecca had a proud and relieved smile as she saw him leave.
She then mumbled to herself with a cold scowl, "I will cripple your wings before you can fly, Asher..."
The Bloodwing Mansion was one of the royal mansions used by royal families. Now, it was occupied by Prince Seron and his family.
Rebecca entered the mansion with a heavy heart as she came here to comfort her son, knowing he was already there. Usually, he wouldn't be in the mansion unless he was training, but she got the news that he was in his room, and that could only mean one thing.
She stepped into the hall, and just by feeling the heavy, dark atmosphere, she knew whose aura was leaking out. She could hear objects being flung and shattered against the walls and the scent of burning candles mixed with the cold smell of blood.
The servants standing in the hall were shivering uncontrollably, fearing for their lives, though Rebecca couldn't care less about them.
She pressed her lips together as she hastened and opened the door to his room without knocking.
Rebecca's eyes shook upon seeing torn curtains, the tables and chairs overturned and shattered glass and dishes everywhere. Even the artwork on the walls had been ripped from their frames and strewn across the floor.
But the sight that shook her was the state of her son,
"AAHHH...I-It hurts...Have mercy!" A naked woman begged for her life in desperation as she lay under this vicious prince who had been torturing her body for hours. Her blood stained the sheets, and her limbs were snapped and broken. She knew she was going to die, but she didn't want to die a horrible death. She was already traumatized after seeing the other dead naked woman on the bed who had every drop of her blood sucked dry by him.
"Shut up, slut! You had one job I paid you to do, and you couldn't even do it! I thought you could imitate any woman, but you can't even imitate Rowena!" Oberon roared as he slapped her, breaking a few more of her teeth while riding over her bruised body.
He brought these women into his room, hoping to distract himself and forget what happened today. But to his frustration and anger, this was only making it worse.
"Son, enough! What the hell are you doing by defiling yourself with these filthy sluts?" Rebecca sharply scolded, though it pained her to see him hurting like this. She saw him pacing back and forth on that whore's body while his hair was disheveled and his eyes filled with uncontrollable fury. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was muttering to himself incoherently.
She had never seen him like this, and that only made her feel even more anxious, wondering if he would ever pull himself together. Seeing him in such a state made her feel uncontrollable rage towards Asher, and wished she could make him pay right here and now.
Oberon lazily twisted his neck around to glance at her, "Mother?...I didn't notice you coming in. Wait till I am done with this useless slut," He said in an infuriated tone, but right after, he mumbled in a jaded tone, "She died already? What a trashy bag of flesh. Is there nobody good enough? Maybe the Honeyed Pearls would be a good place. I just need a favor from Edmund and..."
Rebecca bit down on her lip, seeing him muttering to himself like a madman. She just couldn't stand it any longer as she stepped forward and pulled him down from the bed, "Enough, Oberon! This isn't the way to deal with this. The more you act like this, the more our enemies are going to laugh at us and take advantage of your state."
"What's the point?...That alien cur is going to steal my woman and my future..." Oberon muttered as he lifelessly stood before her. He wanted to not only hold a woman as powerful and beautiful as Rowena but also become the next Demon King. But all those dreams were shattered the moment he heard about the shocking perfect union between those two or more like an unparalleled one after hearing the test results.
Even the result between his father and mother only resulted in the projection of an image of a black dragon, wreathed in dark energy, though its size was 1/10th compared to the image of the dragon that came out of Rowena and Asher's blood.
His parents' result was considered to be one of the most awe-inspiring ones in history, and yet after today, it paled against the stunning and terrifying display of power compared to Rowena and Asher's result as per people's words.
So how could he not feel despair and wrathful after hearing that? It was like a slap to his face, letting him know the inferiority of his bloodline, which he didn't want to accept.
Rebecca calmly took a deep breath, feeling regretful for shouting at him, especially when he must be feeling heartbroken.
She made him sit on the bed and caressed his hair with a soft smile as she said, "I know you have every right to be angry, son and mother would have put an end to that bastard only if circumstances allowed it. But you don't have to worry. I will never give up for your sake. The future isn't set in stone. So what if he has a perfect union with her? We will just wait for the perfect opportunity to cause his downfall, and once that happens, everything he owns will be yours. Let's just consider our present situation as a sacrifice to get what we need later on."
Oberon's eyes lit up as he found some hope in her words. Even if he hated how things turned out for him, he felt that his mother was right. He still had a chance to set his future straight as long as he played his cards right. There was no point if he kept wallowing in despair like this. He can't let him win just like his mother said.
Rebecca felt relieved upon sensing how her son's aura calmed down and was glad he was pulling himself together, as expected from her son.
She was just as upset as him, especially when thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow. Now that the bastard returned alive, he would surely come to the Tower of Hell to contest her position, not that she was too worried about it.
Oberon noticed his mother's absent expression and asked, "What are you thinking so deeply about, mother? Is it because of that vermin again?" Oberon had already heard about how Asher had been causing problems for his mother as well, which made his nerves writhe. He would never be merciful to anyone who caused his mother to be upset, let alone someone who had personally offended him greatly as well.
Rebecca harrumphed as she said with crossed arms, "You know about the bet I had with him, right? I don't know what I was thinking at that time. But forget it. There is no point in regretting what happened. But tomorrow and for the next whole week, I have to make sure he fails to prove himself as a worthy candidate for my position. As if he hasn't done enough to be a thorn in our path."
Oberon sharply took a deep breath as he looked at her and firmly said, "Mother, I don't care what you have to do...but make sure that alien doesn't steal your position in the tower, though I don't believe he can. You know how much I need you to be there," Oberon knew he was able to bring in a lot of vassals under him because his mother would redirect the geniuses from the tower toward him.
Because of that, he was able to build a considerable influence of his own in the kingdom. So if she loses her position, his influence would be stunted, and he wouldn't be able to keep up with the likes of Edmund or Jael from House Valentine. He also would need great influence to take care of Asher when the time comes.
Rebecca nodded confidently and said with a gentle look, "Don't worry about me, son. A brat who is still wet behind his ears wouldn't be able to overshadow my experience and wisdom. Just watch and see how I send him running and make him lose face before the Head Warden," Even though Rebecca said these words confidently, somewhere within her, she just couldn't shake off this subtle uneasy feeling. However, she ignored this feeling right away.
Oberon smiled and said, "I have faith in you, mother. Now I will get cleaned up. As you said, I shouldn't give up and let him take advantage of it," Saying so, Oberon left his room right away while Rebecca had a proud and relieved smile as she saw him leave.
She then mumbled to herself with a cold scowl, "I will cripple your wings before you can fly, Asher..."
