Ascension of the Dark Seraph
Chapter 318 - 318: Penance

Giving life to something inanimate would make Lucivar a God.

But this wasn't like that.

At least, not yet.

Moreover, he could only use the Monstrification Meter on things, not people.

It would probably go beyond that when he reached higher Divine Elevations.

"What is your bloodline, really? I don't think normal Hybrids could do something like this."

"Hmm, it's the first time you asked me a stupid question, Angel."

Hearing this, Angel shifted on her seat, realizing that the question was too direct and probing.

She knew better than to probe a Hybrid's life, especially someone like Lucivar.

"I apologize. I unconsciously blurted out what I had in mind."

"It's fine." Lucivar waved his hand dismissively. "We're past those formalities."

Focusing back on the phone, he saw that the screen buzzed for a few moments before it turned black.

From the center, a steady pulse radiated outward in expanding rings.

Lucivar raised a brow; he didn't know what this meant.

'All I ask was to monstrify this phone into something that could detect Angels, so what is this?'

Other than turning things into a monster, he could also dictate the direction of the monstrification to fill his needs. He could make the target monster be an attack-type, a defense-type, and some other types that reflected the monsters under Tamtu.

In this case, he was aiming for the detection-type or support-type.

He wanted to make the phone somehow find the nearest Angel Hybrid.

"Is it a radar?"

"What's a radar?"

Lucivar raised a brow—that was something he had never heard before.

But then again, no matter how lavished his dormitory was, he was still a country bumpkin at heart.

"It's a device to detect something, the pulse reminded me of that. However, I don't know… what it was detecting."

"Try pointing it at me."

Angel took the phone from the table and pointed it at Lucivar.

"Oh?" Her eyes flickered when she saw something. "I see something, but it's very light. A purple dot, but it was so light that I could've missed it if I weren't looking properly. No doubt about it—this thing detected you."

Just as expected, this was a radar for Angel Hybrids.

Lucivar was stoked that his first try at using the Monstrification Meter was a huge success.

Now, he was ready to meet with Samael.

"I need to go somewhere, to meet with Samael."

He said, standing up abruptly.

"Eh…?" Angel quickly tidied up the papers and shoved them all into the briefcase. "Can I come too?"

"…?"

Lucivar looked at her with a raised brow.

He wouldn't take her with him if there was no merit in doing that.

It was the reason for the questioning look he was wearing right now.

But Angel was prepared—she already knew what Lucivar was thinking. "I'm CEO Dullan's assistant. He has three assistants under him, but I am the one who carries both his name and the Trading Union's reputation. Meeting Samael would be dangerous for you, but with me there, he would think twice before trying anything."

Hearing this, Lucivar found it reasonable.

The Trading Union spans the entire Light World, so the organization carries weight.

Even the Black Zenith Order wouldn't be unreasonable to them.

"Fine, you can come."

"Yes!"

…

On the main street of the academy, Ravenna and Leandra were walking shoulder to shoulder.

As they neared the student dormitory, they came to an abrupt stop.

Both of them locked on two figures emerging from the building in a hurry, striding away to a car parked right on the street in front of the building. Naturally, it was Lucivar and Angel, both moving with clear purpose, clearly heading somewhere important.

Angel scurried behind Lucivar, trying to keep up her pace with heels on.

She went around the car, getting into the driver's seat with Lucivar on the passenger seat.

Once the engine rumbled, they zoomed away.

"Who is that? And why did the two of them seem close?" Leandra questioned with an irritated tone, confused as to who the woman was. "Both of them are walking too close for comfort. I'm pretty sure I kept an eye on him, but I've never seen that woman before."

Curious and also annoyed, she turned to Ravenna.

"Do you know who sh-"

Before she could finish, she stopped, seeing a dark shade covering Ravenna's her.

It made her crimson eyes even more highlighted.

"Ravenna?"

"Oh, what? Did you say something?"

Ravenna snapped out of her trance and turned to Leandra, oblivious to what she had said earlier.

Her mind wandered for the same reason Leandra's did.

"Do you want to go after them first? We can contact Master Tobias later."

"No, no… It's fine."

Leandra's eyes narrowed.

She has lived with Ravenna for years, but this is the first time she has ever seen Ravenna emanating this kind of scent—the scent of jealousy. It was blatantly clear in her eyes since she, too, was feeling annoyed at the sight of that woman earlier.

Of course, both of them loved Lucivar, and they admitted it earlier.

But it should be loving him as a family.

Leandra wanted more after managing to bring Lucivar to his senses, but Ravenna was supposed to have only one thing for him—the love of family, nothing more, nothing less. Yet the look on her face and the way she carried herself told a different story.

One that might point at something more than a family.

She knew Ravenna was close to Lucivar, but she was close to everyone.

And they weren't that close either.

"Hey, I'm curious. Where have you been staying for the past month?"

"In my room, of course. Where else?"

"I've come knocking on your door late at night a couple of times, but you never answered."

"Oh, I-I'm a heavy sleeper, you know that."

"Right…"

Of course, Ravenna was mostly sleeping with Lucivar as it's too lonely to sleep alone, especially now that she tasted what sleeping together felt like. So, she always went over, no, sneaked to Lucivar's room to sleep.

Leandra couldn't know, as that would jeopardize her relationship with Lucivar.

As for Nerissa, she was half-awake and half-asleep most of the time, so she's not a problem.

Realizing that Leandra was becoming suspicious, Ravenna walked ahead.

"Come, let's talk with Master Tobias. We have things to do."

…

Meanwhile, the car stopped in front of a cave.

Lucivar walked out of the car and suck in a deep breath, looking around with a smile on his face.

It has only been a month, but this place already feels foreign.

Angel came out of the car and looked at the cave in confusion.

"Aren't we supposed to be meeting Samael?"

"We are, but we need to wait for Callista. She'll call you when the meeting is handled."

Nodding in understanding, Angel turned to the cave again, seeing several aspiring Hybrids wearing a different uniform from the students. In fact, what these Hybrids were wearing is better suited to be called a combat suit than a uniform.

"Where are we?"

"Bastion of Blades. Academy Hunters slept and trained here. I'm one of them, not too long ago."

"Oh, so this is where you started…"

Angel's eyes trailed, looking through the cave with a newfound light.

Nothing about the cave seemed out of place or extraordinary—it was a normal cave that was drilled by the academy to make this place. The entrance was spacious enough for five people to step inside at the same time, and the road towards the inside was rocky and unkempt at best.

It was… ordinary, but that's precisely why it was the perfect place for someone like Lucivar to start.

He was nothing once, and now, he's famous across the entire academy, city, and beyond.

Lucivar brought Angel inside.

At the entrance, the guards, the same ones as the last time he was here, were shocked to see him.

But almost instantly, all of them stood up and saluted.

None of them treated him roughly like back then, and it was a refreshing change for Lucivar.

Lucivar stopped in front of a guard.

"Bring me to my place. I want to check on her."

"Yes, Sir. I'll guide you there."

Knowing exactly why Lucivar was here, the guard retrieved a particular black key from the office and led him and Angel down the cramped corridor. Along the way, Lucivar inhaled deeply, savoring the air of suffocation inside this place.

It brought back some memories, but as expected, he didn't miss this place one bit.

Rather, he was glad that he wasn't here anymore.

Angel stuck close to Lucivar, realizing that the corridor was getting darker and darker.

Not that the lighting in this section was bad, but it was deliberately set to make the corridor shadowy.

A mind game for anyone who was tracing this path.

"Raagghk!!"

"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!!"

Screams of pain muffled through the corridor, echoing hauntingly like the requiem of death.

At this point, Angel was already clutching onto Lucivar's arm.

In her entire career of being an assistant, she has never been sent to a place like this before.

"Lucivar, I'm scared…"

"Scared? Why?"

"It feels like the Devil is leading me to Hell."

"Are you referring me to the Devil?"

Lucivar chuckled humorously.

People liked to call him the Devil, especially his enemies, and he never knew why.

"If I'm the Devil, then you don't need to be afraid. Nothing in here is scarier than I am."

"That's very reassuring, Lucivar, wow."

Angel couldn't restrain her sarcasm, but that talk helped her forget about the screams for a moment.

Now, they finally reached a steel door, reached their destination.

"I'll be waiting outside. Knock on the door if you want to go out."

"Will do."

Lucivar and Angel entered through the door and found a spacious hall of concrete that seemed empty.

Both stopped when the heavy, steely sound of the door being locked resounded.

It echoed loudly across the hall.

Even their footsteps against wet ground did the same as they walked deeper.

Scanning the place, Angel's gaze stopped at the only thing in here.

A concrete confinement.

"What's in that…?" She whispered.

"Not what," Lucivar smiled as he grabbed a lever on the side. "But who."

Clank!

As soon as he pulled on the level, the confinement's door was opened—revealing a figure drowned in darkness. Angel's eyes narrowed as she stepped closer, realizing that it was a figure, a woman who was tied to the ceiling.

Her feet weren't even touching the ground, and her body was wet from top to bottom.

A mixture of sweat and water droplets from the ceiling.

Even though her face was covered by her hair, Angel knew who this was.

"It's been quite some time," Luicivar's voice boomed as he approached. "How are you doing, Sabrina?"

"M-Master…"

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