Chapter 37

“Bull shit!”

Some of the elders in the party went to subdue Marianne dragging her out of the room screaming. She had clawed onto the ground leaving a row of lines roughly gashed into the marble floor.

“I sincerely apologise,” said T’mar bowing after Marianne left.

“No, no. It was that bitch’s fault,” said one of the girls in the crowd.

“*Kyah*, He’s so nice and handsome even when it isn’t his fault,” swooned another girl in the crowd.

“Tsk, It’s T’mar...damn bastard,” grumbled some of the men in the crowd.

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After the event subsided the party returned back into the tranquil evening party it was before.

Why the hell am I here…

The party ended after a few hours with most of the guest leaving. The guest that hadn’t left were the guild clan members and had entered a room with his parents to discuss things. He was taken by one of the servants again to be taken care of.

After the servant took care of his needs he was left inside the baby’s crib again to sleep.

Now that I think about it...Wouldn’t I have my powers even now..

“Guh” Curse.

A dizzying black light flew from his body and hit the ceiling of the roof leaving a small dent. Unlike the undead rise skill the curse skill didn't leave him in dizzying tumble but a refreshing feeling of adrenaline coursed through his veins.

“Guh, Guh, Guh, Guh, Guh.”Curse Curse Curse Curse Curse.

Five more black balls of light flew leaving small holes in the ceiling. After the fifth ball he felt his consciousness slip and he fell back into a deep sleep.