Time: 2010-12- 28 14:59:56 Words: 2792
Vol V Chapter 33
Several months passed quickly. "Saintess, please come in. Master Harowen is waiting for you.”A member respectfully brought Scarlet to Harowen's laboratory.
These days, Scarborough had been worried about Dean all the time. However, due to her status, she could not go to the dungeon to see him. At this time, Harowen's invitation gave her a chance to see Dean.
"W-what are you doing?" Scarlet looked at everything in front of her with her mouth agape.
Dean was tied to a rack. A strong man was using a leather whip to beat him fiercely. His clothes had already turned into pieces of rags. The red wounds made Scarrie feel shocked. His face was so pale, forming a sharp contrast with the blood on his face. His long, shiny black hair had lost its luster. It was tangled up messily and hung in front of him, drenched in sweat. His charming lips, which were slightly curled up even if he did not smile, were tightly shut at this moment. Only the fangs that had bitten through his lips were telling him about the suffering Dean was currently suffering.
" You came at the right time, Scarlet. This guy is too stubborn. He's already beaten up by us, but he doesn't even say a word. Master Harowen said that if you catch him, you should have a way. Please help us.”The executioner asked Scarrie.
"I asked you what you are doing.”Scaly angrily snatched the whip and threw it on the ground. She then grabbed the collar of the Hercules."Why are you doing this to him? Do you know him?。。。。。”
"We know his research value, so we won't kill him. However, we've been feeding him blood these days, and there were a few times when he couldn't hold on anymore and completely demonized. However, there seems to be a force in his body that keeps suppressing his demonic nature. The master has set a deadline for us, and we can only beg you if we want him to completely demonize.”said the member who had brought Scarlet.
"Beg me? Beg me for what?" asked Scarlet in surprise.
"Don't be so humble, Skally.”" You're smart," said Harowen." You're the only one who can deal with this guy.”
"Me?" asked Scarborough as she pointed at her nose.
"Yes, it's you. Don't push it anymore.”"I've already reported this to Lord Belmont," Harold said with a smile."He's completely agreeable to you being the executioner."”
"No, I don't want it." said Scarlet firmly.
"I say, even if you're the Saintess, you can't ignore the President's words, right? Moreover, he's entertaining your family now. You have to know that only your family can enjoy the courtesy of being personally received by the President.”Harowen reminded Scarrie.
" You-you!" Scarlet was so angry that her entire body trembled.
"Alright, Saintess, you may begin.”Harlovin picked up the whip and stuffed it into Skally's hand.”
" Y-I-I!" Skally's body trembled as she slowly moved towards Dean. Her big eyes met Dean's green eyes and she could vaguely see the deep affection in his eyes. No, how could I hit him? I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Her lips trembled as she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.
"Enough, I don't want to be beaten up anymore. Ask me if you want to know anything.”Dean's words took away all the strength in Scarlet's body. She leaned weakly against the table in the torture chamber.
"Ha, I knew you would be able to get the answer.”"Tell me, how did you restrain the demonic nature in your body?" Harowen asked in a strange tone.”
"It's just relying on your own will." Dean said confidently.
"Stop joking around. I know there's a force in your body helping you. Tell me what's going on.”
Dean said blankly," I don't know the power you're talking about.”
"Then let me ask from another angle." " I've already guessed it," Hallowen said, pacing back and forth." I just need to verify it." How did you get the brand on your back?"
The brand on his back? Dean was immersed in his memories. At that time, he was still a 14-year-old youth as the young master of Demon City and the future lord. He was young and promising. During his rebellious period, he was no longer uneasy with the boring life of practicing swordsmanship and spiritual power every day. He was bossy and domineering to his subordinates.
There was once when he was hunting with his men. Not only did he injure his own men, but he also ignored them. Later on, he hunted a deer. When he saw the deer's blood gurgling and emitting a fragrant smell, he could not help but lie on the wound and suck large mouthfuls of blood.
"Dean, what are you doing?" His father's dignified voice sounded under the moonlight.
Dean hurriedly got up and wiped his mouth. "N-nothing."
"Who gave you permission to drink blood? You actually shot your own subordinates and didn't care about their lives. I told you to practice the sword, why are you here?”Dracula pulled Dean's hand back.
"I'm not going back." Dean broke free from Dracula.
"I don't want to practice the sword. I've already practiced for ten years. I don't want to practice anymore.”Dean said as he licked the deer blood on his hand.
"Didn't I tell you not to suck blood?”Dracula was furious.
"I'm the son of a bloodling. It's only a matter of time before I drink blood.”Dean resisted his father.
"Then I'll let you know why you can't.”Dracula carried Dean back to the castle.
He threw Dean beside the fireplace and took out a red-hot metal rod from the fireplace. "Since you're my son, you have to obey me, understand?”
"I'm me. I only listen to myself. I don't want to live in your shadow anymore. If I could live as I please, I would rather not be your son.”Dean, who was in his rebellious period, finally spoke his mind.
"You were born a member of the Vlad family. He has been branded in your heart. I want you to remember my words.”Dracula said solemnly.
The hot metal rod seared deeply into Dean's skin, making a squeaking sound. Even after so many years, Dean seemed to be able to smell the burnt smell.
"What do you think?" Harold asked.
Dean, who had woken up from his memories, said indifferently,"This brand was branded by my father when I was young to punish me for being disobedient.”
"Punishment? The price of such a punishment is too high. It seems that your father loves you very much.”
"What do you mean?" Dean asked in confusion.
"This isn't an imprint at all, it's a seal. It's the one that suppressed your demonic nature at the critical moment, causing us to waste so much time. Your father should be a vampire too, right? He actually used a sealing spell to help you. This is a holy spell, and the backlash should be very strong.”Harold explained.
Would that old fellow treat me so well? These people must have made a mistake. He wouldn't waste his spiritual power on me.
"Since I found the crux of the problem, it's easy to deal with.”Harold rubbed his hands together with an excited expression.
"What do you want, Harold?" Skally stood in front of him.
He began to think of a way to drive Scarley away." Oh, right. Just now, Woods Beba said that after you're done with your business, you'd better go and see your family.”
"No, I won't." Skally turned around and glanced at Dean. Her eyes were filled with apology.
"You annoying woman, get lost. I don't want to look at you anymore.”Dean said, not saying what he meant.
" You…" Skally stared at Dean with her big evil eyes. Tears kept flowing in her eyes.
"Did you hear that? Let's go." Harowen ordered him to leave. Skally covered her face and ran out of the door.
"What should we do next, Master?" The executioner asked.
"Of course, it's to get rid of the things that are in the way.”Harowen took the torch from behind the door and tore off Dean's clothes. He then stuck the torch on the brand on his back.
"Squeak squeak." The high temperature of the flames roasted Dean's skin, and the skin on his back was instantly charred. The stubborn Dean didn't make a sound, but his trembling body and struggling limbs proved how unbearable the pain was.
"Success, what-what's going on?”Harold said in surprise.
The charred skin on his back was rapidly recovering. It turned out that Dean's demonic nature had been stimulated during this period of time, and his Blood Breed ability had also improved. His self-healing ability was immediate.
"Hmph, I don't believe that I can't get rid of it. Someone bring the last of the Demon Hunters Association's Sacred Water.”
"Ahhhh!" Dean could no longer endure the heart-wrenching torture. He wailed loudly. The seal on his back was corroded by the acidic holy water and slowly melted.
"Ah, hmph, hmph...。”Dean struggled desperately. The rope around his neck was suffocating him. His clothes were soaked in sweat, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"How is it? This holy water tastes good, right? You should feel honored that such a precious thing is used on you. Ha, I don't believe that I can't deal with this seal. No matter how stubborn you are, you'll still have snot and tears. I'm telling you, if you fall into my hands, there will be a lot of good shows coming up.”After saying that, Harowen poked Dean's back with his finger.
"Ahh, bastard, bastard…。。。。”
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