Chapter 442: [440] Disruptor
The sudden encounter caused the atmosphere to fall into silence.
Although Kojou Akatsuki did not recognize her, Yuiri Haba and Shio Hikawa were well-acquainted with Yukina Himeragi.
Within the High God Forest, Yukina Himeragi was renowned as an icy beauty. Due to her personality, she struggled with social interactions, and her stern approach to training only amplified her aloof reputation.
Over time, aside from Sayaka Kirasaka, she had no other close friends.
"You're... Yukina, right?"
"Yuiri-senpai, Shio-senpai, what are you doing here?"
"We've been sent here to monitor the Fourth Primogenitor."
That single sentence left Yukina slightly stunned as memories of the past resurfaced.
This situation mirrored her own experience precisely. However, the Fourth Primogenitor they were monitoring was vastly different from August. Unlike her own initial resistance, he showed no opposition to their surveillance.
Reflecting on herself, it was her very words that had led to her becoming his servant, delivered straight to his doorstep.
Even Sayaka Kirasaka was dragged into the situation, now serving as a maid for her so-called 'master.'
"Yuiri-senpai, did you let him drink your blood? Was that part of your mission?"
Yuiri Haba's current appearance was somewhat disheveled; her upper garment was undone, and traces of blood were visible on her neck. The lingering magic around Kojou Akatsuki made it obvious that he had just fed.
Recalling August's words, Yukina was now fully convinced. She and her fellow Sword Shamans and War Dancers were nothing more than tools, groomed and offered for political unions.
"Don't misunderstand. Yuiri wanted to help me, so she offered her blood," Kojou Akatsuki quickly explained.
However, his words only drew dissatisfaction from Yukina Himeragi and Shio Hikawa.
For a Primogenitor, especially an unawakened one, drinking blood was a ritual to establish a spiritual link.
Now that Yuiri had been bitten, claiming she did it willingly sounded ridiculous. What kind of favor could warrant such a sacrifice?
The atmosphere grew tense, and Kojou was left bewildered, unable to grasp why things had taken such a sudden turn.
"Kojou, you've already awakened your first Familiar. Impressive, very impressive."
A voice broke the stalemate.
"Master."
A figure appeared—August.
Yukina instinctively greeted him with respect, but the other two looked on in confusion. Was the esteemed Sword Shaman of the Lion King Organization, the wielder of the legendary assault demonic gun, Snow Blossom Wolf, really addressing this man as 'Master'?
Kojou's expression darkened upon seeing August. No man enjoyed failure, especially one as crushing as the one he had suffered.
Why had he drunk Yuiri Haba's blood?
It was because he wanted to become stronger, to seek revenge. For a vampire, the best way to grow in power was to drink blood—especially now.
A powerful medium's blood could greatly enhance his abilities, allowing him to manifest another Familiar.
Upon seeing August, Kojou's face twisted with resentment. The humiliation from that day remained fresh in his memory.
For a Primogenitor, for a man, August's overwhelming defeat of him was unforgettable and unforgivable.
His instincts urged him to summon his newly controlled Familiar, but reason prevailed. They were at Saikai Academy, and a battle here would cause immense destruction.
At that moment, Sayaka Kirasaka, clad in a maid outfit, gracefully descended from the upper floors.
With this, the Lion King Organization's two Sword Shamans and a War Dancer formally confronted each other, further heightening the tension. With August and Kojou present, the situation felt like a powder keg ready to explode.
"In broad daylight, doing such things to a girl... Men really are despicable creatures."
Sayaka Kirasaka glared at Kojou, whose face turned pale with frustration.
Vampires required 'desire' to initiate blood-drinking. He wasn't some pervert, so why was everyone treating him like one?
"Step aside. This is between Kojou and me. The rest of you, move back."
"You—!"
Sayaka Kirasaka wanted to protest, but recalling August's strength, she ultimately let out a cold snort, moved beside Yukina Himeragi, and held her tightly, refusing to look at August.
As for Yuiri Haba and Shio Hikawa, they too recognized August—the enigmatic powerhouse who had even defeated Koyomi Shizuka, the leader of the Three Saints.
Kojou had drunk Yuiri's blood in an attempt to defeat August. Not long ago, Kojou, the Fourth Primogenitor, had suffered a crushing defeat at his hands.
"Kojou, your awakening is quite timely. I recently acquired a new Familiar, and I'd like you to help me test its strength."
With that, he summoned the Reaper—an entity draped in white robes, its face obscured by an impenetrable mist, carrying an enormous cross.
It was incomprehensible, indescribable, and unfathomable.
For some reason, merely standing in its presence and witnessing its existence, everyone instinctively felt an overwhelming sense of chaos and disorder beyond human understanding.
The Reaper radiated an aura of 'chaos,' 'turmoil,' and 'incomprehensibility.'
While Familiars were inherently enigmatic, the Reaper stood out like a king among venomous creatures—more terrifying than any of the others.
As the Fourth Primogenitor, Kojou's expression grew even graver upon seeing it. Within him, his newly awakened fifth Familiar, the Golden Lion, bristled with battle intent. It yearned to defeat this strange opponent.
Bang!
Just then, a folding fan fell from the sky, landing squarely on Kojou's head.
The sudden interruption startled him, halting his summoning in confusion.
"You idiots! Do you plan on destroying Saikai Academy?"
A voice rang out from above. Floating mid-air atop a glowing purple magic circle was Natsuki Minamiya, clad in a gothic lolita dress and holding a parasol.
Just as Kojou was about to summon his Familiar, she had thrown the folding fan to stop him.
Good grief—two immensely powerful Familiars, one of them belonging to the Fourth Primogenitor. If a battle were to break out here, the entire Saikai Academy would be reduced to rubble.
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