She glanced at Puff Puf, but then glared back at that man.

“*Chuckle~* well, shall we complete the contract first? {My name is Cyran Melchior, one who rules over the night}.”

“{My name is Charlotte Ionesse, one who controls the darkness}”

Unlike in the game where you could just see your titles, titles were things that the individual just simply possessed and knew of. It was the same feeling she got when she first began to learn magic. The first time she discovered her title was some time after her contract with Puff Puff.

“Interesting~ {I herby surrender mineself to thee and vow to serve thee with mine utmost loyalty till death do us part}”

“{I herby accept thy as mine servant}”

This was a blood pact. Unlike wit Puff Puff, a burning sensation as if her right hand was being branded by hot iron, an insignia drew itself on her hand in the blood that leaked from the wounds.

It was in the shape of the royal vampire clan’s emblem, an insignia that she saw in the game’s logo as well. Drawn in a glowing red, it was drawn from her own blood. The same insignia also appeared on Cyran’s right hand. The blood pact was complete.

A sudden dizziness assaulted her brain, but she forced herself to keep conscious. Not yet. She still needed to undo the three seals.

She got off from Puff Puff with great difficulty, while tottering and leaning against him; she drew a deep breath and concentrated on the seals in front of her.

As soon as her eyes landed on them, without her knowing, her eyes began to glow violet again and her lips began to chant words of unknown language. It was that same feeling again. The feeling as though someone was controlling her body.

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The first seal broke apart just like that. Then, she started on the second seal. Again, without any difficulties, it also shattered apart.

Behind her, Puff Puff was full of worry while in front of her, Cyran looked at her with his eyes wide open. Although he knew that she would be able to undo the seals, but not at such a frightening speed and with such accuracy. Even his grandfather, the one said to be the most skilled in seals wasn’t on this level. This was a seal placed upon by the devil king himself after all.

“Are you serious?” what kind of monstrosity did he come across? And she had yet to completely develop both body and mind. What would happen in ten years? Was it possible that she would be able to even defeat the devil king at that point?

If that was the case, then he made the right decision. His master would be someone with great strength and he would look forward to serving her. If it was to get his revenge, then he would gladly help her!

-clank

The final seal broke. The chains that had been merged into his flesh evaporated and a huge weight lift from his body.

He jumped down from the coffin, with a single motion from his arm, his clothes changed into a clean and neat long tailcoat suit.

After she finished the last part, the dizziness became too unbearable after using magic beyond her limits and her eyes closed as her body fell backwards.

Cyran swiftly leaped towards her and caught her in his arms. Her tiny figure looking exhausting.

Cyran turned to look at the wolf who kept glaring at him. He let out a chuckle “No need to worry. I already promised not to harm her.”

“[Cyran, you fiend, if you dare to do anything to her, I will…!]”

“Old friend, looks like you haven’t changed a bit over the centuries. How long has it been exactly? I would have expected a warm welcome.”

“{You betrayed your own clan and even brought doom to my people}!”

“Hump. You formed a contract with her, yet didn’t even tell her your real identity? You even hid your real strength.”

“{She is still too young and my power could bring her harm. That knowledge will only bring her disaster!}”

“I suppose you are right about that. But, doesn’t that place us in the same boat? ….enough chitter chatter. We should get out of here. I’ve had enough of this place. And, I did make her a promise after all.”

Rage was still boiling in his eyes, but he knew at least that he wouldn’t dare to harm the person that he formed a contract with. Following him from the side, the two jumped back above the ground with Charlotte’s unconscious body in Cyran’s arms. Cyran drew a magic circle and they teleported their way out.