Ascension of the Dark Seraph-Chapter 252: Eat It

Lucivar snapped out of his trance.

He didn't need to wonder about that, he would know soon enough.

Lying back down and pivoting on his side, he slid a hand beneath the blanket and wrapped it around Ravenna's waist, pulling her close in a soft embrace. He drew in a deep breath of her intoxicating scent, that he couldn't have enough of—and his warm exhale brushing softly against the curve of her neck.

A small moan slipped out of Ravenna's lips as she positioned herself, tucking close.

For a good minute, the two stayed unmoving.

Only the rhythm of their steady breaths filled the room.

"You really don't want to do it?" Lucivar whispered. "I'd love to see the outfits you have."

Ravenna hummed and kept sleeping.

She didn't seem to be interested in engaging with Lucivar.

In the last couple of days, Lucivar has been sleeping on the same bed as Ravenna, but he didn't get to touch her at all. No sex, no kissing, no nothing. He was going insane. Sleeping beside a beauty like her the whole night, he was bound to be instigated.

But Ravenna was adamant on this, a punishment for inviting the others to the night market massacre.

"Who's the woman who entertained you?" She suddenly spoke.

Lucivar paused for a second before he smirked, "Is that your way of asking us to be exclusive?"

Despite his attempt to lighten the mood, Ravenna didn't bite.

"It's Sabrina, who else would it be?" Lucivar answered.

"No, it's not Sabrina," Ravenna rebutted softly. "The woman outside, who is she?"

"Hmm?" Lucivar frowned—he thought Ravenna was talking about the scent she smelled back then at the party held by the academy. But then, he recalled that Ravenna was spying with the Predator Oculus ability of hers.

She wasn't talking about Sabrina from the start.

"Angel, she's the secretary of the Trading Union's CEO," Lucivar replied.

It was Angel that Ravenna was talking about.

From her perspective, Angel must be someone special for Lucivar since she wasn't from the academy, but she managed to get close to Lucivar. Or rather, it was the other way around, with Lucivar trying to get close to her.

"She's useful, that's why I'm close with her." Lucivar kissed Ravenna's shoulder and sat up.

"Where are you going?" Ravenna glanced over her shoulder. "The tournament is still due for tomorrow."

"Got a lot of things to do today, a lot of people to meet," Lucivar answered and headed for the bathroom to freshen up. "I have a meeting with the Trading Union and the Blessed Hand Clan for the tournament. I probably wouldn't come back until after the tournament."

"Wait," Ravenna called. "Will Angel be there?"

"Of course, she's my caretaker from the Trading Union side." Lucivar replied as he closed the door.

On the other hand, Ravenna combed back her hair and bit her lower lip.

"I miscalculated," She mumbled in frustration.

A moment later.

Lucivar had already changed into the academy hunter uniform before the sun was up.

Unlike earlier, Ravenna was already up, still on the bed and covered by the blanket, but focused.

"It's not even proper morning yet, why are you so uptight? Do you even need to come hours earlier than the meeting time?" She commented, tying her hair into a ponytail. "When even is the meeting with your sponsors? I bet it can still wait."

Sneering, Lucivar turned around and chuckled at the sight.

Ravenna was leaning against the headboard—the blanket fell off on one side, exposing her left breast.

"On second thought," She bit her finger alluringly. "I have an outfit that I want to show you."

"Nope," Lucivar turned around again and fixed his uniform. "Not interested. You're minutes too late."

"Eh?" Ravenna's face stiffened before she exhaled exasperatedly. "Are you serious?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't spy on me for today. You know…" Lucivar chuckled lightly again and headed for the door. "To avoid the heartache. Anyway, I will get going. If the others were searching for me, tell them I won't be coming back until after the tournament."

As Lucivar walked to the door, he shook his head.

'Now that I think about it, with Nerissa and me being closer, I'm not outnumbered anymore,' He thought, smiling inwardly. 'She probably wouldn't react as much if she knew about the atrocities I have done. So, in that case, Ravenna might not be the most important ally again.'

From the start, Lucivar wanted Ravenna to be on his team because of Leandra.

Leandra would try to stop him from doing bad things, and she might ask for help from the others.

But now with Nerissa being on his side, the playing field within the family was about even.

Mirel, Leandra, and Bakar are probably on the side who would object to his way of doing things, while Ravenna and Nerissa wouldn't mind that much. Bob was a different case entirely—he didn't know what Bob would think, but without counting him, each side would have three people.

Of course, there was a chance Ravenna would turn against him if she abandoned her.

Yet, it's unlikely to happen because she needed him.

'Ravenna is still useful due to her bloodline, but not as useful. I can lessen my effort on her.' He thought.

Just as he thought of that, however, Ravenna's voice rang.

"Bob got the reward from Master Tobias this time, and Mirel was planning on sticking with you during the tournament, because he now has suspicion on you. He suspected you of doing bad things that he wasn't on board with, all because of the incident on the night market."

Upon hearing this, Lucivar stopped and turned around to look at her.

Not stopping at that, Ravenna continued.

"Also, tell Sabrina to stop bringing you food to the room. It's tampered with."

As if she could see straight through Lucivar's thoughts—that he came to a decision to decrease his own efforts to maintain their relationship, Ravenna dropped several revelations he hadn't seen coming. Each one catching him completely off guard.

'Bob got the reward…? Mirel suspected me? And what was about the food Sabrina brings?'

Lucivar was puzzled.

He looked at Ravenna with a questioning gaze, demanding an explanation.

But instead, Ravenna only smiled and covered herself with the blanket again.

Placing both hands on his waist, Lucivar looked down and shook his head.

It seemed Ravenna would always be his priority—she gave him no other choice but to prioritize her.

"Thanks for the heads up," Lucivar said before leaving the room.

As he made his way out of the Bastion of Blades, he came across Sabrina along the way.

Since it was nearing six in the morning, she was carrying a tray of food—which was for his breakfast.

"Are you going somewhere?" Sabrina asked, tilting her head. "Not even a breakfast first?"

Lucivar didn't answer, he didn't even look at her—fixing his gaze on the warm set of food on the tray as Ravenna's voice rang inside his mind. Then, he nudged his chin at the food and asked, "I have never asked, where did you get this?"

"Hmm? From the cafeteria, of course." Sabrina answered. "I got to know the lunch lady and stayed with her whenever I was bored. Back then, it was hard to ask for more food from her—but now that you are famous, she always gives more for you and me generously."

"Back then?" Lucivar raised an eyebrow. "When did you get to know her?"

"Since you became an academy hunter, why? What's wrong?" Sabrina tilted her head in confusion.

"Get that food to Fabio and ask him to see if there's anything in it other than food," Lucivar instructed and walked past her, deciding to get some food outside. "I think someone put something in it—perhaps poison. I don't know."

As he continued to the exit, he darted his eyes left and right warily.

'If the Crimson Wolf Clan managed to slip someone in here, then other forces could've done the same. With a tournament this grand, everyone was very desperate to win—by any means necessary. Poisoning a rival? That's well within their playbook, I bet.' Lucivar thought, shaking his head.

He was worried that he had already eaten some—he might need to go to a healer.

Regardless of the possibility, a smile crept to his face.

'But they wouldn't take this risk to kill a weak candidate, right? So that means I'm seen as dangerous for them,' Lucivar chuckled to himself. He felt good knowing that he was considered dangerous. He has gone a long way from his starting point. 'Even so… I will kill them for trying to pull something like this. Someone like me deserved a grand death, not an unassuming death through poison.'

Despite not knowing who they were, he had a feeling that he would soon enough.

Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Sabbrina, staring at the food vacantly, and smiled to himself.

Lucivar left the place, heading for the Trading Union's main branch.

On the other hand, Sabrina was still standing in her spot.

She stared down at the warm tray of food in her hands until a peculiar glint flickered in his eyes.

It was only for a fleeting, but intense.

Raising her gaze to look at where Lucivar had left to, Sabrina gritted her teeth—and went straight to Fabio's office. She did exactly as Lucivar said, reporting the food to Fabio. Fortunately, the office was not locked.

Sabrina could enter and place the tray on the table.

Since he wasn't in his office yet, she took a piece of paper and left a note for Fabio.

Once she was done, she stepped out once again and turned her gaze in a specific direction.

On her hand was a warm bowl of soup from the tray that she took with her.

Most areas of the Bastion of Blades lay quiet and empty, save for the occasional janitor tidying the halls and guards making their rounds. All of the students were still in their respective rooms, preparing for their usual morning exercise.

Sabrina moved past them with a faint, effortless smile.

An expression that betrayed nothing, as if all was perfectly normal.

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Soon, she reached the cafeteria and saw that the workers there were already preparing breakfast readily.

Leading them was a middle-aged woman, the lunch lady, who was fat and quite tall for a woman.

"Back again for more, Sabrina?" She instantly commented when she noticed Sabrina. "Lucivar must be quite greedy today to ask for a second plate! But no worry, I can spare some more for him. After all, it's the big day tomorrow, the tournament!"

"Yeah… the tournament is tomorrow," Sabrina answered with the same, effortless smile.

Then, she went around the steel counter and placed the bowl of soup near the lunch lady.

"Master Lucivar ate everything but the soup, so it was left untouched," She suddenly said, locking eyes with the lunch lady. Her expression remained the same as always, but unlike normal, the effortless smile on her face now struck the lunch lady as unsettling, almost uncanny.

"Eat it," Sabrina pushed the bowl towards the lunch lady further. "I want to see you eat it."