Following orders from a seemingly authoritative man, the subordinates began to search the carriage. Along with the rustling sound, a dazed voice reported:
"Nothing special. Just potatoes, cinnamon, and some fruit. Looks like this is one of those food trucks."
Regis, hiding himself, breathed a sigh of relief. She did a good job of loading a few extra cooking ingredients into the car as a distraction, in case of unforeseen situations.
‘And the real troublemaker is still in your hands.’
Irel, who had taken sleeping pills and fallen asleep, lay motionless under the tray. Therefore, she will definitely not be discovered. Thinking so, Regis patiently waited for all the noises outside to subside.
"No, something is wrong. The badge printed on this carriage is not from our supplier."
Unfortunately, the man outside isn't someone who's easy to ignore. In an undesirable situation, Regis frowned and looked closer through the crack in the door.
"As the ingredients change, the flavor also changes. Therefore, the restaurants run by our trade group never receive goods from other suppliers."
The young man said then turned his head slightly. Thanks to that, Regis caught a glimpse of his dignified face and sparkling green pupils. And there was also a clear doubt lingering on that noble, profiled face.
"It seems suspicious. Please keep guard here and when the owner of this carriage arrives, thoroughly investigate the origin of this goods."
“We obey, Little House Master.”
Several of his subordinates responded in unison, clasping their hands in front of their chests. Then they started glaring, alerting their surroundings as if wanting to find the owner of the carriage.
What a miserable failure. Regis's divine spirit had reached an incredible level, but unfortunately, it was not a power that could be used indefinitely.
‘You used too much strength to get here.’
Assessing his condition, Regis frowned. If she tried too hard, she might make some of the miscreants outside fall asleep, but in return, she would be completely exhausted.
In that condition, could she drive to the nearest port? She was completely uncertain.
‘Should I add strength now?’
Regis's eyes glanced down at the tray. But to
‘additional’
strength, she needed to bring Irel, who was hidden, out. That had a very high chance of being discovered by the men outside due to rustling noises and signs of breathing.
Let's just deal with them first
‘additional’
what about after? Regis considered the possibilities then bit his lip. There is no safe choice.
Not only that, when the situation was bad enough, an event that made her even more desperate happened.
“Um?”
The man let out a doubtful sound and suddenly turned this way. Regis quickly withdrew his head and closed the car door.
But she didn't need to look to know. The man's eyes were still staring at the door where she was hiding.
And even…
‘Damn it, it's Masaka!'
That's right. The man's identity is none other than Ha Mash, son of the Lord God, her natural enemy. Regis sensed it with his keen senses.
And it's not just Regis' prerogative.
“No, there's no need to wait anymore.”
The young man smiled slightly, covering his lips and opening the snow-white bamboo fan - Ryu Cheong. But his eyes that were staring behind the door didn't have the slightest hint of a smile.
“Because the strong smell of blood has spread here.”
The Eastern Continent has countless families, but only four places are famous.
The Jin family of the Azure Dragon, the Hong family of the Vermilion Bird, the Kang family of the White Tiger, and…
‘The Ryu Clan of Huyen Vu.’
Just look at the name to know that Ryu Cheong is the second son of that family. The eldest brother managed all the main affairs at the general house, and he, the second son, was completely responsible for trade, often traveling back and forth to the Western Continent.
The scene he witnessed on the Western Continent was a scene of chaos like hell. Culture and industry certainly evolved, but in the process, these
Kitans
, hungry demons, have rampaged across the land tainted by their evil spirit.
The beneficiaries were kings and nobles, but those who suffered the consequences were always commoners. While they were threatened and hunted by Kitans, kings and nobles secluded themselves in their luxurious, comfortable lairs, enjoying wine and feasting.
The ones who deal with the consequences for them, hunting down Kitans, are the Forerunners aka
Masaka
.
‘And I also possess the same power as them.’
The laws of nature are magical. Rabbits increased, wolves hunting rabbits also increased. Likewise, the more Kitans, the more Masaka are born.
It would be nice if this principle also applied to Receivers, but unfortunately, they are a gift from God. Therefore, their number is always stable, regardless of the laws of nature. Therefore, in the period when Masaka was born as much as it is now, they became extremely rare individuals.
The Eastern Continent has relatively few Kitans. Therefore, Masaka is also less likely to be born. In that sense, Ryu Cheong's existence is unique.
It's inexplicable, but he's always been different from others. He is sensitive to hostility, and his sense of smell is even more acute.
So he can smell. The disgusting stench of a blood demon dared to sneak into the restaurant managed by his family.
"Step out. Don't hide like a rat."
A pair of moss green pupils exposed from behind the bamboo fan glowed with cold murderous aura. At the same time, the door opened
bang
a sound, and a poisonous scream rang out from inside.
-
Go to sleep.
The Blood Demon appeared before his eyes, obnoxiously, wearing his restaurant's waiter uniform. Her face was quite beautiful but too pale, her eyes were covered by a red silk strip.
That's to hide the blood-red eyes, only for monsters that take humans as food.
“…Cough!”
Ryu Cheong staggered back. Even though he had prepared in advance, his legs still felt weak for a moment, his mind dizzy. Just before falling to the ground, he tried to regain his balance, his dignified eyes shining with surprise.
‘Language spirit.’
It's a rather difficult ability, using strong will to control opponents or objects. Even a Masaka like him would find it difficult to resist, let alone his subordinates who could only give up.
Behind him came heavy noises, as if sacks were falling one after another. He didn't need to look to know that his subordinate had collapsed to the ground.
‘Unexpected.’
Masaka's power is not very effective against other Masaka. Likewise, the strange powers used by the so-called blood demons also had somewhat reduced effectiveness against Masaka.
Yet he almost lost consciousness like a young man. Ryu Cheong realized that the opponent before him was no ordinary person.
Thud.
As soon as the pure white bamboo fan was in his hand, it rolled on the ground. In the blink of an eye, Ryu Cheong transformed into a giant lizard at least three meters long and charged forward.
-
Stop!
Seeing this, Regis quickly activated the Spirit Spell. But Ryu Cheong only slowed down a bit, still not slowing down.
Regis felt something strange. Although the Speech Spirit wasn't very effective against Masaka, it couldn't reach this level. She looked closely at the lizard rushing towards her, then cursed softly under her breath.
"Damned."
The lizard's smooth head has no ears.
“Grr, squeak!!!”
Ryu Cheong approached quickly on all fours, opening his red mouth wide, intending to bite Regis. Regis quickly enveloped his arm with a red aura, delivering a blow to the oncoming lizard's head.
Phew!
Along with a heavy sound, Ryu Cheong rolled halfway on the ground. Regis's body reinforced with the power of blood was no different from hundreds of pounds of steel, a direct blow to the head was enough to cause a mild concussion.
However, Ryu Cheong is also a person with expert abilities, having lived and died while traveling back and forth between the Eastern and Western continents. As soon as he got rid of the brief shock, he instinctively shrunk his body.
"Where!! Where have you gone?!"
Blending into the surrounding environment and changing colors is Ryu Cheong's forte. Transforming into a palm-sized scorpion, he became difficult to detect on the ground.
In contrast, the vision of Regis, who wore a red silk ribbon to cover his eyes, was extremely narrow. Therefore, she did not detect Ryu Cheong approaching her with his venomous tail, but she could feel Masaka's characteristic powerful aura.
—
Stay back!
Once again, the Spirit shook the space. Ryu Cheong's light body, transformed into a scorpion, rolled on the ground. Falling face down in the mud, he gritted his teeth and thought to himself:
‘It is indeed a blood demon. It's not easy to deal with.'
That's right. Regis is an entity known as Blood Demon in the Eastern Continent and Blad in the Western Continent. The numbers were extremely small so the commoners didn't know much, but they were the higher ranks of the Kitans.
Unlike Kitans, who have no intelligence and only crave human flesh, Blad has reason and knows how to control the magic power of blood. And there's no need to eat whole people like Kitans, just absorbing blood is enough.
But they are still monsters that harm humans. Ryu Cheong's eyes looked at Regis, who was not easily defeated, filled with killing intent.
'I don't know what made you sneak into my business, but I can't let you leave alive.'
Masaka tends to be territorial. Therefore, at this moment, Ryu Cheong felt extremely uncomfortable, as if his living room was trampled by someone else with muddy feet.
Therefore, he was determined to capture this blood demon by any means and expose her purpose of hiding like a mouse. To do that, he must finish her off in one blow, before she can use Speech Spirit.