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It had been two months since Draco's disappearance—or, as most believed, his death. Only Rose held onto the belief that he was still alive.

On the day of the incident, they heard a dragon's roar that left all of Calonia confused. Their confusion was soon answered: more Volkoids attacked Calonia, attempting to breach its defenses.

It seemed the dragon's roar was a call to "invade Calonia." The battles raged on, prompting the academy to send students to the military for training to prepare them for their future paths.

As part of the training, teams of five had to be formed. A new member, Daniel, an A-Ranked Fire Elementalist, joined their group. Blum recognized him from their encounter with the fire cloud bird Volkoid during the expedition. Daniel was also the Fire God's heir, which explained why he was quickly accepted into the team.

After completing their military training, the academy gave the students an opportunity to form their own mercenary groups. The top three ranked mercenary groups would represent the academy in the Calonia competition and use the opportunity to explore Cerulean.

Alya was assigned as their teacher and protector. With her guidance, they signed and established their mercenary group, which quickly grew.

Thanks to their talent, systems, and cooperation, they leveled up rapidly, completed numerous missions, earned contribution points, and climbed the ranks swiftly.

Now, as they returned from a mission that would elevate them to an A-Rank Grade Mercenary group, they entered Mercenary City to submit their report. However, they encountered a commotion at the city's edge—a large crowd gathered, with people fighting amongst themselves.

Curious, they asked the crowd what had caused such a stir. Unfortunately, the person they asked was one of Vimba's men, who twisted the truth and added a few lies.

When they heard that a little girl had supposedly been kidnapped by a masked man, they were furious and indignant. Only Alya remained calm and advised them to think clearly, warning that they might regret rash actions.

"No worries, just unleash your primal instinct," Draco said, confusing both the crowd and Blum's team. What did he mean? They soon found out.

Adrian and Adriana's hair and eyes transformed as they moved with astonishing speed, slaughtering the Viper mercenaries.

After Draco instructed Brad to sell items for him, he told Adrian and Adriana to go level up. Not only had their bloodlines awakened, but their systems had too—they now possessed the Vampire System. Draco didn't know how Xylara had managed it, but each twin had their own system.

At Level 15, even with a 5x effect, their levels were relatively low. However, it was more than enough to deal with this trash.

"You humans are just too stupid to anger my master," Adrian sneered, biting one of the mercenaries and devouring his blood. "But it still tastes sweet as ever."

Terror spread throughout the crowd as they screamed, "Devil! Demon!" and fled for their lives. Only a few remained, watching the slaughter with wide eyes. Blum and the others were furious, glaring at the masked man who had caused all of this.

Coincidentally, the masked man turned to look at them, his glowing red eyes sending chills down their spines.

Draco noticed six people staring at him—three boys and three girls.

The first was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed young man with a playboy-like face, dressed in a white top with a jacket and trousers.

The second was a green-haired young man wearing a black top and jeans, his expression neutral.

The third was a red-haired young man in red clothing.

Among the girls, the first was a black-haired young woman with a cold expression. She wore a white top and blue trousers.

The second was another black-haired young woman with a lively demeanor, dressed in a blue gown.

Finally, Draco's gaze fell on the last person—a mature woman. A vixen, he thought. Her figure was impossibly alluring, her assets barely contained by her white shirt. She paired it with a black skirt and stockings. Every move she made seemed designed to make hearts flutter.

Of course, this had no effect on Draco. He regarded her calmly, unaffected by her charm, unlike the scattered crowd who couldn't help sneaking glances at her.

"She's the one. No wonder," Xylara's voice chimed in Draco's mind, making him twitch in irritation. Even though his face was hidden by the mask, his frustration was clear.

What do you mean, 'no wonder'? Can't you explain yourself? Draco screamed inwardly, glaring at Xylara.

Xylara smiled sheepishly. "She's the Lust Demon. A succubus. A master of charm and control."

Draco's eyes widened in surprise. "Lust Demon... No wonder her assets and charm are overwhelming."

Smirking, he began walking toward the group, Lyraea still cradled in his arms.

As he drew closer, he could see their features more clearly. Suddenly, a splitting headache struck him. Broken fragments of memories surged through his mind.

Using one hand to steady Lyraea, he gripped his head with the other, grimacing in pain.

Images flashed through his mind: he stormed away from someone in anger, wandered through a forest, and stood by a lake, lost in thought.

A young girl appeared behind him. Her features were blurry, but she wore a purple lotus gown.

The girl suddenly fell into the water, and Draco dove in to save her, pulling her to safety.

He couldn't recall what he had said to her, but he remembered their kiss. He could feel the love he once had for her.

Xylara grew concerned as she watched Draco in pain. She knew his memories were surfacing.

Rose and the others were confused. Why had the masked man looked at them and started walking in their direction? Then he stopped, clutching his head in obvious pain.

Rose felt her heart clench inexplicably as she watched him suffer. A woman's intuition truly is terrifying.

She saw a gentle look flash through his eyes, her mind thrown into chaos.

"It can't be..." Joy filled her heart as she unknowingly walked toward the figure in pain.

"Rose, where are you going?" Blum called out, noticing Rose moving toward the masked man.

She didn't hear him; her focus was entirely on the masked man.

As this unfolded, some mercenary members near Draco saw an opportunity to strike, noticing his vulnerable state.

If we can eliminate or seriously injure Draco, Vice Head Vimba will surely reward us and raise our positions in the mercenary group. This was their collective thought.

Four of them surrounded Draco from the north, south, east, and west, swords in hand, ready to strike without giving him a chance to escape.

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Seeing Draco unmoving and still grimacing in pain, they fantasized about Vimba's praise and imagined the mercenary group celebrating their success.

"No!" Rose screamed. Her five-tailed power flared as she moved at extreme speed, using her body to shield Draco and absorb most of the attack.

It was as if time slowed down.

Blum and the others shouted in confusion, unable to comprehend why Rose would go to such lengths for a stranger. Alya moved quickly but was too late. She hadn't anticipated Rose making such a reckless move.

PUCHI! PUCHI! PUCHI!

Rose managed to intercept three of the swords, which pierced her body. Blood spurted as she fell toward Draco, who was still grimacing in pain.

She tried to stop the final sword but failed. Helpless, she screamed internally as she watched the blade inch closer to Draco.

Her consciousness began to fade as she fell into a warm embrace, catching a faintly familiar scent from it.

CLANG!

The sword struck Draco, but the attacker immediately noticed something amiss. Looking closer, he saw Draco completely unharmed—not even a scratch.

The crowd gasped in shock, with some staring in disbelief, their mouths wide open.

CRACK!

The sword in the attacker's hand began to crack, little by little, until it shattered into pieces. This was a silver-ranked sword.

The attacker froze in fear—not from cold, but from sheer terror.

The crowd was stunned. Even Vimba and the policeman were taken aback. The latter quickly pulled out his phone to make a call.

Blum and the others stood paralyzed by shock. Alya, equally stunned, used her Scan Skill. The name was hidden, but Draco's level was revealed: Level 25.

Of course, this was Xylara's doing. She concealed his name but didn't hide his level. She knew Draco's true strength—Level 25 represented only 20% of his full power.

This was the detail Vimba had seen that gave him the audacity to frame Draco.

The crowd turned to Rose, who had sacrificed herself in vain.

Draco, just waking from the pain, felt something warm fall into his arms. Instinctively, he caught it.

Opening his eyes, he saw one of the six—a girl with three deep sword wounds. Her life was slipping away, little by little. If not for her status as an Awakener, she would already be dead.

Draco felt an unexpected pang in his heart. His gaze fell on her silver fox ears, whiskers, and five tails. A flash of a fox-like figure from his memories jolted through his mind.

Anger surged within him. Looking around, he saw the mercenary who had attacked, standing frozen in shock with broken sword pieces at his feet. The others with bloody swords were equally stunned.

He immediately pieced the situation together: they had tried to assassinate him, but this woman had saved him.

Anger rose unbidden. The four attackers, seeing Draco awake, turned to flee.

Hmph!

Draco snorted. Black flames erupted on their bodies, consuming them until they turned to ashes.

The crowd's hearts were gripped with terror as they stared at Draco's cold, glowing red eyes.

Suddenly, black-red energy burst from his body, sending everyone nearby flying. The energy concealed his figure, leaving everyone in suspense.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Xylara, witnessing this, muttered in shock, "Forced..."