4.The Cursed sword SCALESLICER

Avon moved to his mother's quarters. He was scared of the cursed sword, but he was also excited to possess one of the best swords on the continent. He opened the door and saw his mother waiting for him. As she came toward him, she suddenly stopped; she was in terror, as if she had seen a ghost, and with her voice trembling, she said...

"Avon! The sword in your hand, is it the sword of the Dragonior Family?"

Although Avon was expecting that his mother would be shocked, he didn't know it would be to this extent. Even though Avon wanted to tell his mother that it was the Dragonior Family's sword, he held back and spoke...

"No, Mother. It's just a replica that 1st elder brother and father have given me. It's not what you think it is."

Elliana Leon looked at Avon and the sword at the same time. Because Avon was holding it, she didn't suspect that it was the real SCALESLICER. She came closer to Avon and hugged him, saying...

"You are the only reason I am staying here, my son. I don't want anything to happen to you. You should take care of yourself more."

After hearing that, Avon felt that there was at least his mother who truly loved him, but at the same time, he felt guilty for not telling her the truth. Avon changed the topic, saying...

"Mother, I wanted to ask you one thing. Do you also hate the Dragonior Family just like Father?"

Elliana didn't expect her only son to ask this question, but it wasn't his fault that he didn't know that Elliana and Valora were both from the Leon family of the great Duke and were siblings. Although Elliana wanted to tell her son, she didn't and spoke...

"Son, that's the King's own feeling, and I don't have anything toward the Dragonior Family—not hatred nor affection. And I want you to not meddle in the matters that don't concern you."

Even if Avon was ready for his mother's answer, he didn't accept that his mother would say that, because his mother always followed the orders his father gave her. So he thought his mother would also hate the Dragonior Family. Avon asked another question...

"Mother! Tell me the truth, why is it that everyone is afraid of the Dragonior Family's sword? Is there something I don't know?"

Elliana had mixed feelings about answering that question because she knew it wasn't that simple; she knew that Avon would do something dangerous. Even so, she answered...

"I don't know if it's just a fairytale or the truth, but there was an accident. At that time, your great-grandfather was the King, and he asked the Dragonior Family to give that sword to his second son, who was a warrior. But the Dragonior Family refused, saying that only the family members of the direct bloodline can carry this sword. The King forced them to give that sword to his son, and the Dragonior Family gave it up, but they warned the King what would happen. After the King's son drew the sword, it was not the Dragonior Family's fault. The King agreed to that. After that, the King's son grabbed the sword and he drew it. The moment the sword was in open space, it released a bloodlust so intense that the King's son lost his mind. After that, the second son started to swing the sword like a mad man. After a while, when his aura was low, the sword showed its true colors. There were wire-like things that came out of it, and those wires cut through his heart and ate it. It was like his heart was absorbed by it.

All of this was happening in front of the King. He was so scared that he made a rule that no one other than the Dragonior Family is allowed to touch this cursed sword. That's all I know about that sword. And I want you to never touch such a thing."

Avon was shocked and scared after hearing this story, and he didn't even have the will to say that this was the sword of the Dragonior Family to his mother. But he still asked...

"Mother, I didn't hear of a weapon that can control someone's mind before. What could it be? Is there something we don't know about the Dragonior Family?"

Elliana knew that her son was a curious person because he was a mage; he wanted to know all the things in this world, but he also feared his curiosity the most. But still, she answered...

"See, son, when that event happened right in front of the King, the King himself saw a figure in the shadow of that sword, and he said this sword has a mind of its own. That's what makes it more dangerous."

Avon was expecting something, but not this much, and then he spoke...

"It really sounds like a fairytale, but if it's true, I want to know more about this sword and the Dragonior Family."

Elliana knew that he was going to say something that he shouldn't, and she said with an angry tone...

"Avon, you will not go near any of this thing."

Avon was frustrated by this and spoke...

"Why is that? Why are you stopping me from doing something like always? What's so dangerous about a prisoner and a sword?"

Elliana spoke...

"Sigh... Although I don't know about the person in prison, I know one thing: that the sword you are so curious about has killed more people than you have met in your whole 16 years of life. So you will stay away from those things."

After saying this, Elliana left the room and went outside, but Avon was still standing there. He was completely shaken by the last sentence from his mother. His hand was shaking with fear, and his gaze was locked on the sword, and he said...

"Ah! If I even make a little mistake, it will cost me my life."

Even though Avon was afraid, he moved that sword and went into his research room underground.

A door opened and the person who came in from that door was the BEAST. He looked at Vivian and said...

"Hahaha... I didn't see anyone as prideful as you in my days of torturing people. I guess a hundred whips on your lungs are not enough to make you speak. Ah, I hate when people don't speak."

There was Vivian, all in blood. His chest was covered in scars, and his chest's left part was so wounded that his ribs were clearly visible. His whole chest was skinless, and his lungs were so damaged that even when he was breathing, blood was coming out of his mouth. Except for all this, he still spoke...

"Uhm! I think you don't know what a really prideful man is like. Well, it's too late that my father isn't here; if he were, you would have seen one."

The courage Vivian was showing even shocked the guard standing outside of the prison. But it made the Beast more furious, though the creepy smile on his face was still there, and he spoke...

"Ahh! Boy, you are really something else, but you will die if I start playing with you when your stomach is empty. But don't worry, I brought you food. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT."

The Beast really brought a large box cage, but inside of it, there wasn't food, but rats—and their size was equal to the head of humans. And the Beast spoke with that creepy smile of his...

"Oh! I forgot to tell you that it depends on you whether they become your food or you theirs. Enjoy!"

After saying that, the Beast released Vivian from his chains and those rats, and locked the door. Those rats attacked Vivian as soon as they were released because of the blood on Vivian's body. In the start, Vivian was trying to kill those rats, but their numbers were far more than that. Those rats started eating Vivian alive. Vivian's screams were so loud that the person standing there felt like his soul left his body, and he prayed to God...

"Oh God! Even if you kill me, make it worse as you like, but please don't let me be killed by this Beast."

Vivian was in so much pain that he started to lose consciousness, but suddenly he remembered his mother and sister's faces when they were dragged by those scums, and he roared like the Beast...

"I will not die until I kill every last F**king one of you."

At that time, one of those rats was entering his mouth, but Vivian bit off that rat's neck, and just like that, Vivian started eating those rats like a little monster.

The guard outside, first he was afraid of the Beast, but when he heard Vivian saying that, even in his situation, he was so scared that he pissed himself. And he spoke...

"Why the f**k did the commander send me here? I don't want to die from both of them. These two are totally insane; they are not human, not a single bit."

Vivian, inside the prison, killed every last rat and he was sitting, his back facing the wall. Then he heard footsteps. He pulled his hands behind his back like they were chained. He was thinking of something that even the King, as a prisoner, would never do.

A person entered the prison, and he was from the Royal Family—the Second Prince, Sivin S. Tyrannos—and the first thing he said after entering was...

"Oh my, my! The Beast is a really ruthless person, feeding rats to a person. But anyways, Vivian, my friend, how are you?"

Vivian didn't say anything. He was staring at him like he was trying to do something, but he was waiting for the right moment. But Sivin, although he is a 3rd Circle mage, he was nothing more than a fool. He was not stopping; he kept running his mouth...

"Oh! Vivian, I heard that my aunt and sister are living in the slums. That's not a very good place for a noble, is it?"

Even though Vivian was angry with him running his mouth, he didn't let his mind be clouded with emotions and was still waiting, while Sivin, without knowing that, was still speaking...

"But Vivian, I guess even if they live there, it's all because of you. If you handover what my father is asking for, he will give you your family back and also your little freedom. You know where those things my father wants are, don't you?"

Sivin's expression was that of a thief. Sivin was thinking...

"If this fool tells me the location of those things that my father wants, I will give those to Father, and the Crown Prince's position will be mine."

At last, Vivian opened his mouth while cursing Sivin...

"Oye, you f**king little thing, if you are doing ass-kissing, do it properly with your tone. It makes me throw up."

Vivian was trying to make Sivin angry and make him come closer to himself. And Vivian succeeded, and Sivin came closer to Vivian and spoke...

"Oye, you Di*khead! You know that your mother and sister are still under our control. I will kill your mother and make your sister my little plaything, and not only that, I will make her bleed."

Although Vivian was passionate about keeping his cool, Sivin's words triggered the little beast he was when he was eating rats, and Vivian jumped on Sivin.

Vivian's body was weak, but it was still stronger than a lazy mage. Vivian grabbed Sivin's shoulders, and he sat on his chest, then Vivian bit off Sivin's neck—almost half of Sivin's neck was in Vivian's mouth—and after eating, Vivian said...

"DO YOU BLEED, YOU F**KING BASTERD? OHH, YOU DO BLEED, HANN?" HAAHAHAHAHA...

Vivian was laughing, same to same like the Beast, and suddenly the prison was silent.

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