“S-So, you gave her permission to drink your blood?” Rebecca asks stutteringly, looking scared out of her wits.
“Yeah, she kept begging to me so I allowed her to drink just a little bit. But look, you cannot even see the wound anymore,” I answer, showing her the area of my neck where Zakira bit me earlier.
“O-Oh, I see… That’s a relief…” She says, not really looking much relieved.
“I am truly sorry, Rebecca. I should have told you and Layla about this before taking Jacob upstairs. It’s just that I had a sudden craving for his blood and I couldn’t control myself,” Zakira lies with an apologetic look.
As Rebecca doesn’t know about the Blood Bond between me and Zakira, we cannot tell her about the real reason why Zakira brought me upstairs. To be honest, I would rather not scare her or Layla more than they already are— and the news about a probable interspecies war will do just that.
And anyway, it’s not like Zakira wasn’t craving for my blood so, in a sense, this cannot be branded as a complete lie.
Hmm… On a different note, I thought Zakira is really bad at lying. She sounds quite convincing to me now.
[Maybe she’s bad at it only when she’s lying to you? After all, you’re her master, buddy.]
Oh, this might be the case…
“No, you don’t have to apologize. If Jacob gave you his permission, then I believe that this… this thing you did was not dangerous, am I right?” Rebecca asks.
“Yes- yes, you are!” Zakira answers quickly.
“Then I don’t have anything to say. It was a matter between you and Jacob,” Rebecca says solemnly.
Zakira seems pretty impressed by how calmly Rebecca is taking this, and so am I. Obviously, this wasn’t the case at the beginning. Seeing the bloody scene, Rebecca was almost about to follow up after Layla as well— tears were already streaming down her pretty face like a waterfall and she was shrieking madly.
But fortunate, before anything could happen, I shouted out on top of my lungs, telling Rebecca that I am fine and that there is nothing to worry about.
“Anyway, shouldn’t we wake up Layla?” Rebecca asks, looking at the fainted figure of Layla lying on the bed next to us.
“No, let her get some sleep. After our conversation downstairs, I was pretty sure that she wouldn’t be able to get proper sleep tonight. Considering that, what happened was somewhat good,” I tell her.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Rebecca says with a nod.
“Anyway, I will go downstairs and prepare some dinner for guys. It will be too late if you wait for Layla to wake up. Zakira, can you give me a hand?” she asks, standing up.
Startled, Zakira looks up at Rebecca. Being a Vampire, a race that doesn’t need food to survive, I am sure that she doesn’t know anything about cooking. On the other hand, I also don’t think that Rebecca is oblivious to this fact.
Then why would she ask her for help? Maybe she still doesn’t feel comfortable leaving her with me after what happened?
Well, no matter…
“If I remember correctly, weren’t you getting late, Rebecca?” I ask.
“Yeah, Aria must be home by now. But I think she can wait for a couple of hours, I will quickly prepare something,” she tells me.
“There is no need for that. I will order food from outside, don’t worry. Both you and Zakira should leave,” I say.
“Well, that’s as an option as well,” Rebecca says thoughtfully.
“Ordering food… I wish I could do that with Jacob’s blood,” Zakira mumbles jealously.
“You said something Zakira?” I ask with a frown.
“N-No, nothing. You are right mas— Jacob, I should be leaving as well!” Zakira says, standing up with a jerk.
“Thank you for your tasty blood, Jacob. It was really nice meeting you, Rebecca. Bye!” she says, waving her hand.
“Tasty blood… Hey! What kind of goodbye is that!?”
I retort but she doesn’t give a reply.
“It was nice to meet you as well, Zakira. And Jacob, do call me when Layla wakes up, okay? Bye then!” Rebecca says.
“Yeah, sure. Bye!”
And like this, I see both of them out of the house before going back to my room to look after Layla.
[We are finally alone, huh?]
[So… Start speaking?]
Hmm? About what?
[Sigh… As always. What am I going to do with this guy?]
[HOW DID YOUR REVENGE PLAN GO!?]
(Author’s note: As for Layla’s reaction after waking up and the sex that happened later that night, there will be a side chap.)
[Why are we standing away from everyone, my precious Lord?]
I am waiting for Princess Leena. She usually teaches me here so that others cannot see me doing magic.
And by the way, can you please stop with this “Lord” bullshit?
[What bullshit, my Lord? I just feel it within my heart to give respect to such a supreme being.]
Oh, shut up…
[No, please let me speak, my Lord. I will talk to you like this just for a couple of hours more, so enjoy this while you still can. Anyway, with you mighty needle— sorry, penis— not only did you fuck four women in a single evening (one of them was virgin at that), you also cucked that shitty Alex while you were at it.]
[But well, that’s still not the biggest reason why I am addressing you as my Lord. What made me truly respect you is that ending with 30 men— Hahaha, I still cannot believe it. I wanna see what happened to his asshole.]
Fufufu… We will find out once he starts coming back to school. Anyway, as the last part was my idea, I cannot exactly blame you for calling me—
“Jacob, so you’re here already. Great.”
Suddenly, a familiar voice calls me from behind, interrupting my conversation with Pink.
“Oh, Princess Leena. Good morning,” I greet, turning around to face the beautiful princess of the Dark Elf kingdom.
“Good morning,” She greets me back.
“Anyway, as we don’t have much time, I will get straight to the topic— Jacob, this is your last private lesson with me,” she informs me gravely.
“What!? Why!?” I ask with a frown.
“Well, because from tomorrow onwards, mock battles will be conducted between the human students. Your school principal and Naomi seem to thinks this is the best way to develop their magical skills now, in the latter half of the month. Others agree with them as well,” she says bitterly.
“And you don’t?” I ask.
Just from her tone, it’s easy enough to tell what’s her answer is, but still, there’s nothing to lose in asking.
“Of course not!” Leena replies in a rather loud and fierce voice, making me jump in surprise.
“I want to train you even more, Jacob! While you’ve learned many of the magical spells and charms someone at your level with only this much magical power can perform, there is still so much more.
“I know that you’re quite skilled in performing magic, but in a duel, everything depends upon how you execute them— you should know the series of attacks and counter-attacks one should perform to increase their chance of victory. Until now, I have only taught you about Magic, not how to use it in a duel,” she says, sounding worried.
“True, but I will have mock battles from tomorrow, right? There, I can learn how dueling works. That’s the main purpose behind conducting them,” I say with a shrug.
“You don’t understand, Jacob. I know what the purpose of these mock duel is. But do you know that each and every duel will be closely observed by the judges? And that the students will be given marks according to their overall performance?” she asks demandingly.
“Eh… No, I don’t. How would I? I didn’t even know about the mock duels until you told me about them,” I say, my eyebrows raised.
“Well, then keep listening to what I am telling you. At the end of this month, students who will score top marks in these mock duels will be selected for the main tournament. And thus, as I was saying, I would have preferred you to have some dueling knowledge before your mock duels,” she says, shaking her head helplessly.
“I see… So, you will teach me about dueling today, right?” I ask.
“Nope, no point,” Leena declared flatly.
“You won’t be able to grasp anything of value in just a single lesson. Instead of that, I think going through what we have learned until now will be much more beneficial,” she tells me.
“So, one by one, from the easiest to the most difficult one, describe and perform every bit of magic I have taught you.”