"W-Well" Avrora's cheeks flushed slightly as she turned her head away. "As the Fourth Primogenitor, I have a very extensive knowledge base!"
YeahWhen you're immortal and bored all the time, you read a lot. And not always the wholesome stuff.
So yeah. She knew plentyprobably more than she should.
"Figures" Lynn chuckled. "Anyway, there are plenty of spare rooms in the mansion. Pick whichever one you like."
Avrora visibly relaxed and gave a satisfied nod. "Your palace is indeed vast. I approve."
Mostly because the food had been amazing.
SuddenlyLynn tossed a black booklet toward her.
"???"
Avrora caught it on reflex and gave Lynn a puzzled look.
"Guidelines for becoming part of my Familia," he said casually. "Read it over."
"Familia?"
The word made Avrora blink.
"It's kind of like a vampire's familiar," Lynn explained.
"Ah" Now it made sense. That analogy was easy enough to understand.
"Wait"
"When you said you wanted me to follow you, you meant to become your familiar?"
Lynn nodded. "Exactly."
"Hmm."
Avrora suddenly had mixed feelings.
Even if she was only a vessel, she still held one of the Fourth Primogenitor's familiarsmeaning, like it or not, she was also a Fourth Primogenitor.
And now you want a Fourth Primogenitor to become your servant?
Her pride was struggling.
Lynn, seeing her hesitation, said casually, "If you don't want to, you can just cough up the food you just ate."
Avrora's eyes shot wide open as she clutched her mouth, shaking her head like crazy.
No no no no NO!
She'd already claimed that meal as hers! There was no way she was giving it back!
But then...A more terrifying thought occurred to her.
"If I don't agree" she asked cautiously, "can I still mooch food from you?"
'So you know you're mooching, huh.'
Lynn gave her a look. That classic fake smile you give to people you don't really knowor don't really want to.
""
Got it.
He didn't need to say a word. That face said it all.
If she couldn't keep eating his food and drink that milk Her life would be a dark, empty shell of suffering.
Yeah. No way.
Screw pride.
Avrora suddenly yanked her collar down, revealing her slender white neck. She leaned toward Lynn, turned her head away, and said, "Alright! J-Just do it!"
"Huh?"
Lynn looked at her strangely. "What are you doing?"
"Youyou wanted me to be your familiar, right? So s-so"
"You you can bite me!"
She squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself like she was about to be executed.
"J-Just please be gentle, okay? I'm scared of pain. Make it quick!"
""
"You realize how that sounds, right?"
Yeah Definitely sounds more intimate than it should.
But whatever. Lynn didn't care. Everyone here was his peopleno one was going to make fun of him.
He glanced at the crumpled booklet in her tightly clenched hands, then at her exposed neck, and sighed.
Then he reached outAnd gave her neck a light pinch.
"Eep...!"
Avrora flinched. Her lashes trembled. "I-Is it over?"
"It's over," Lynn replied flatly.
Slowly, Avrora opened her eyes, looking confused. She touched her neck, frowning.
"Huh I don't feel anything?"
Lynn deadpanned, "You ever think about the fact that I'm not actually a vampire?"
""
Avrora's eyes went wide.
.
.
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Shattered Shackles
He isn't a vampire?
"So"
"I don't need to be bitten?"
Avrora looked a bit awkward as she quickly tugged her collar up.
Vampire habits ran deepshowing her neck had just been a reflex.
Guess that led to a bit of a misunderstanding.
But if biting wasn't part of it. Then how did someone become a familiar, joining that "Familia" thing?
Taking a calming breath, Avrora glanced at Lynn with uncertainty.
He silently pointed to the black manual in her hands.
"How about," he suggested casually, "you read it first?"
. . .
A few moments later, after reading through the contents of the black handbook, Avrora finally understood.
"Oh so you use Devil Pieces."
But getting undressed?
Is that really part of a legitimate contract ritual?
Clutching her clothes tighter, Avrora looked up at Lynn and sneaked a glance his way.
To show everything in front of him
Just imagining it made her cheeks burn red-hot.
Pointing at the manual, she hesitated. "This ritual is this actually serious?"
Lynn's expression stayed calm. "What's so strange about it?"
"You vampires drink blood because of desire, don't you?"
"Hmm"
He rubbed his chin, thinking aloud. "By vampire standards, you could see it as foreplay?"
Forewhat?
Avrora stared at him in disbelief, lips pursed into a soft pout.
Still, from a vampire's perspective that logic actually kind of made sense?
She opened her mouth, ready to objectbut no words came out.
Lynn glanced at her again, then said flatly, "Alright, stop wasting time. We've got more guests coming."
"Guests?"
"Yeah. People with even better cooking than Hayasaka."
"!!!"
Avrora's eyes lit up instantly. Without a second thought, she stripped off all her clothes, not even hesitating.
She even urged him on. "Then let's hurry up and get started!"
""
Lynn's expression turned a bit odd.
This girl the moment food's involved, all her shame just flies right out the window?
Still, maybe that wasn't a bad thing.
He gave her figureslightly developeda quick, neutral once-over before conjuring a Devil Piece.
A single, jet-black chess piece appeared in Lynn's hand.
Avrora instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, covering the important bits, cheeks tinted pink.
She'd stripped so fast just a moment ago, but the second she felt Lynn's eyes on her, her embarrassment came rushing back.
Hugging herself a little tighter, she curiously eyed the Devil Piece in his hand.
This little thing, could it really turn someone into Lynn's familiar?
Didn't seem like anything special.
"Where do you want the blessing mark?" Lynn asked flatly, casually scanning her body as if choosing a suitable spot.
Feeling awkward under his gaze, Avrora looked away and mumbled, "B-Back put it on the back."
She turned around, revealing her smooth, bare back to him.
Without hesitation, Lynn pressed the Devil Piece onto her back.
A second laterWUMMMM!
A brilliant light flared from Avrora's back.
"Ahh!"
Her body instinctively arched as a soft gasp escaped her lips.
Her blood surged, heat exploding through her veins. Her deep blue eyes flickered with a faint red glow.
The Devil Piece's invasion had triggered a violent reactionher cells instantly sensed the danger, and a terrifying aura burst from within.
BOOM!
It was like thunder had exploded inside her, as if some primal trumpet had sounded.
The vampiric elements in her blood roared to life and rushed straight toward the Devil Piece like soldiers charging the enemy.
Ferocious and unyielding, they moved to destroy the intruder
But before they got close, an overwhelming force erupted from the Devil Piece.
A black mist poured out, smothering them instantly. And in that moment of contact, the vampire bloodline shuddered.
It was like they'd sensed something far more terrifyingthose aggressive cells went silent in an instant, surrendering to the Devil Piece's invasion.
"Huff Huff"
Avrora's body went from burning hot to ice cold in less than a second.
It had taken only a heartbeat.
But to her, it felt like an eternity.
She wiped at the cold sweat that wasn't even there, heart still pounding.
Just then A clear, melodic cry echoed in her ears.
Avrora blinked, startled. "The Cry of the Azure Ice Princess?"
How could that be?
Her eyes widened slightly.
What was going on?
Ever since she'd become the vessel for the Princess of Azure Ice, no matter how close she'd gotten to it it had never made that sound.
She tried to reach out with her mind, to communicate with it.
Worry flickered in her eyes.
But after that one single cry, the Azure Ice Princess went completely silent again, offering no response.
She tried again. And again.
Nothing.
Eventually, Avrora sighed and gave upthen shifted her focus inward, checking for changes in herself.
"My scent's different"
She wrinkled her nose and sniffed at herself.
Aside from her usual scent, there was now a faint trace of Lynn's.
More importantly, she could feel itbeyond her vampiric bloodline, there was something else now coursing through her veins.
"Devil blood."
She felt dazed for a moment.
She'd read about Lynn's race in that black manual. She knew exactly what it meant to undergo this "ritual."
She was now a devil.
And even though she had mentally prepared herself for that The shift in identity still felt strange.
Though thankfully, her vampire traits and abilities hadn't disappeared.
That helped ease her nerves a little.
But more than anything else, she felt it.
Like some kind of chain inside her had broken.
Was it the blessing system?
She remembered reading about it in the manual.
Still, she wasn't all that interested in that part.
What did grab her attention, though, was something else entirely.
She looked down at her hands, staring in disbelief.
"The link to the Original"
"It's gone!!!"
No. This wasn't just in her head.
She stared at her palms, eyes wide with disbelief.
Ever since she first gained self-awareness, she had been the "Fourth Primogenitor."
But she knew.
That title didn't truly belong to her.
It belonged to the Originalthe true monster that could awaken at any moment and devour her from within.
Like someone had planted a ticking time bomb in her soul.
If she'd never gained sentience, maybe she wouldn't have cared.
But now, she wasn't just some disposable vessel.
She had her own will. Her own fears. Her own desire to live.
No one was more terrified than her of the Original Fourth Primogenitor.
Because when that day came it would mean the end of her.
But now was she
Was she free?
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Devour Devil
Avrora stood frozen in place, stunned, like she still hadn't wrapped her head around what had just happened.
Meanwhile, a familiar voice echoed in Lynn's ears.
[Ding! You have gained a new Familia member: Avrora Florestina!]
[Ding! Your Familia member "Avrora Florestina" has been reincarnated as a Special-Type Devil!]
As the system notification faded, so did the soft, glowing light behind Avrora. In its place, rows of characters began to emerge, forming a detailed display.
Lynn narrowed his eyes, carefully reading the information displayed about Avrora's blessing.
—
[Avrora Florestina]
Rank: Ultimate-Class Devil
Position: Bishop
Master: Lynn Valifer
Stats:
Strength: i0 Agility: i0 Endurance: i0 Magic: i12
Position Skill: Magic Resistance
Development Abilities:
Magic Mastery SS (Familiars Enhanced)
Bloodlust SS (Increased Blood Efficiency)
Godslayer B (Effective against Divine Enemies)
Unique Skills: [Kaleid Blood], [Azure Ice Princess], [Blessing of the Primogenitor] & [Devour Devil]
[Kaleid Blood]
Summons 12 familiars through a ritual.
Massive magic cost.
[Azure Ice Princess] (Details locked)
[Blessing of the Primogenitor]
Immune to mental interference-type magic (21 classes)
Resistant to sunlight
Temporarily boosts all stats after consuming blood
[Devour Devil]
Abyssal Maw:
-Opens the Primogenitor's "World-Eating's Maw," forcibly devouring all energy/lifeforms within a 500-meter radius.
-Reduced effect on divine entities.
Divine Assimilation:
-Permanently copies one ability after devouring a divine being.
Bloodline Sovereignty:
-Activates "Primogenitor Domain."
-Temporarily summons previously devoured entities as combat familiars.
Demonization: {Ultimate Devour}
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As Lynn scanned the data, his eyes paused for a moment when he saw Avrora's classification as an Ultimate-Class Devil.
A complete Fourth Primogenitor would likely fall under the realm of Satans. So if Avrora only had a part of the Fourth Primogenitor's power, then yeah her level made sense.
Which meant, the other eleven bodieswere they all Ultimate-Class Devils too?
Hmm, it probably had to do with the Familiars they each carried inside them.
Without summoning the Azure Ice Princess, Avrora herself wasn't that powerful.
But still, Twelve Ultimate-Class DevilsEven for someone like him, a being who had surpassed the norm, that much feedback from them could definitely boost his strength even further.
Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly before turning his attention back to Avrora's profile.
More than her current stats or abilities, what intrigued him most was what kind of devil she had become after reincarnation.
Then he saw it: Devour Devil
"Devour."
Just that one word sent a shiver through him.
Any devil associated with that concept wasn't going to be ordinary.
And sure enough, when Lynn read the abilities under Devour Devil, he couldn't help but whistle in amazement.
Meanwhile, changes were occurring within Lynn's Devil piece space.
The twelfth sign of the zodiac, Pisces.
A thin layer of frost began to spread across the constellation, and the shadowy figure of the Azure Ice Princess began weaving through the starlit nebula. Her graceful hum echoed faintly, revealing her serene, even joyful mood.
That's right. She was happy.
Even though she'd been yanked into an unfamiliar place out of nowhereShe felt like she belonged here. Like she had always meant to be here.
Not only that, her form was subtly evolvingStreaks of starlight danced across her icy form, adding a new layer of mystique.
And the element of ice itselfIt wasn't just power anymore. It was starting to take on the shape of a universal rule, a concept. Something abstract. Something divine.
Elsewhere, Stella and the others noticed the shift too.
Clapping her hands, Stella exclaimed, "Ah! Something's changing in Pisces!"
She was practically bouncing with excitement, and the other starry girls chimed in:
"Yay! The night sky's changing again!"
"Pisces looks soooo pretty now!"
"When's it gonna be my turn"
Hands on her hips, Stella grinned and reassured them, "Don't worry, Master promisedeveryone's gonna get one!"
"YAAAY!!"
—
"..."
Hidden in a corner, Cyrora raised her head, a chill creeping into her heart. Something felt off.
