Blood God Reborn as the Mudblood Heir

Chapter 34: 34: A Spell to Sell

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Lucard walked ahead of everyone. His black cloak moved lightly in the air behind him as he stepped into the streets of Gravehold. The pale gray buildings, black roofs, and stone roads made the place feel like it belonged more to the dead than the living.

Behind them, the black iron gate of House Ravencroft had closed again, and with it, the last hope Jenny had carried from her father’s final words had also closed.

Jenny walked behind Lucard with Jake beside her. Her face was full of worry. She kept looking at Lucard’s back, then at Jake, then at Peter. She did not know where they were going now. She did not know what they would do now. House Vardros was destroyed. House Ravencroft had betrayed them. House Karswell wanted Jake alive for some unknown reason. They had no proper soldiers, no safe estate, and no strong ally to rely on. The only thing they had was the small space ring her father gave her before dying.

Jake held Jenny’s hand and looked at Peter.

"Peter, where are we going?"

Peter looked at Lucard’s back first, then looked at Jake. His face was tired and bitter.

"I do not know, Young Master."

Jake looked even more worried after hearing that. Usually, adults were supposed to know things. Peter was a knight captain, so Jake thought he should know even more things. But now even Peter did not know where they were going. That made Jake feel like the world had become a road without signs.

Jenny finally could not stay silent anymore.

"Lucard."

Lucard did not answer.

Jenny walked a little faster and spoke again. "Lucard, I still have some money in Father’s ring. Let us go to a remote village. We can build a small house and live as common people. We do not need to stay in the noble world anymore. We can hide Jake’s identity. We can change our names. If we live quietly, maybe House Karswell and the others will stop looking for us."

Peter did not speak, but his eyes showed that he had thought about something similar. A remote village would not be safe forever, but it was better than standing in a city where both Ravencroft and Marovain had eyes. Jenny was thinking like a person who had lost everything and only wanted the remaining family to breathe for one more day.

Lucard still did not answer.

He was busy thinking about Baron Ravencroft.

His anger was not loud on his face, but it was burning inside him. Ravencroft had ruined his plan. Lucard had planned to leave Jenny and Jake at House Ravencroft. After that, he would wander the land, absorb blood, find enemies, gather power, and continue his road back to godhood. It was a simple plan. A clean plan. A plan that should have worked if mortals knew how to stay useful.

But Baron Ravencroft had ruined it.

A mere mortal baron had dared to ruin the plan of the Blood God.

That was the part Lucard could not accept.

He did not care about Ravencroft’s greed. Greed was normal. He did not care that Ravencroft wanted Tina Karswell as his son’s wife. Mortal marriage politics were so small that Lucard could almost step over them without looking down. He did not even care much that Ravencroft had insulted House Vardros.

But the man had delayed his path to godhood.

That touched Lucard’s ego.

In Null, gods had died because they stood in his way. Now a Rank Three mage with a cold manor and an ugly heart had forced him to change his plan. Lucard’s pride did not like that. No. It hated that. The thought alone made his fingers itch.

"I will make him pay," Lucard thought. "Not for Jenny. Not for Jake. Not for Vardros. He delayed my road back to godhood. That is enough."

Jenny called him again.

"Lucard, answer me."

Lucard finally stopped walking.

Jenny stopped too. Jake almost bumped into her. Peter stopped behind them and looked around carefully, making sure no Ravencroft guards were following them yet. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Lucard turned his head slightly.

"No," he said.

Jenny frowned. "No?"

"We will not run to a remote village."

Jenny’s face became anxious. "Then where will we go?"

Lucard looked toward the merchant square.

"We will go to the Marovain shop again."

Jenny stared at him. "House Marovain’s shop?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Lucard’s voice was calm. "We will sell them something. Then I will make them help us."

Jenny looked at him as if he had said they should walk into the king’s palace and borrow the throne for lunch.

"Sell them something?" she asked. "Lucard, we do not have anything worth selling to House Marovain. What are we supposed to sell? Ourselves?"

Jake looked up in panic. "Can people sell themselves?"

Peter answered with a dark face. "In some places, yes."

Jake quickly hid behind Jenny. "I do not like those places."

Lucard ignored the small question and said, "I will sell them a forbidden spell of Fifth Rank."

The street became silent around them.

Jenny’s eyes widened.

Peter also looked at Lucard in shock.

Jake blinked because he did not understand the full meaning, but from Jenny and Peter’s faces, he understood that Lucard had said something very dangerous again. Jake was starting to learn that whenever adults went pale after Lucard spoke, it usually meant the next hour would not be peaceful.

Jenny stepped closer and lowered her voice.

"What are you saying? We do not have any Fifth Rank spell. Our family has never had a mage over Rank Three in the last hundred years. Where are we supposed to get such a spell?"

Lucard replied, "I will write one."

Jenny’s face became even paler.

"You will write one?"

"Yes."

"Lucard, this is not a children’s poem. A Fifth Rank spell is not something a person writes because he feels like it. Even a Rank Five mage may spend years studying one spell. Our family does not even have the foundation to understand that level of magic."

Lucard answered, "I know enough."