SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153: In or out?

The man’s tear-streaked face lit up. "Hero! Please, would you come to the village square and accept the blessings of the people? They must see the one who brought this terror to its end!"

"Sure," Damon said. He was not one for public praises and accolades but who was he to deny the wishes of an old pitiful man. Besides, he mused, this could be a good opportunity to soak up some rep points, maybe even squeeze out a unique quest or two from these grateful townsfolk.

With that, he followed the man towards the village square. On the way, many of the city folk greeted the old man and asked why he was suddenly so excited. He too promptly sang praises of Blood God and he had taken down the world boss.

Damon followed along, calmly looking around as if he was above all of this attention. This only led the cityfolk to praise him more. Soon the old man began spreading the news with increasing enthusiasm.

The frozen throne guild members followed along as well and their faces shrunk constantly being forced to hear all the amazing feats of the awesome Blood God.

Mendoza gnashed his teeth in frustration. "Sylvara, you were giggling earlier like a foolish bimbo? What happened to his common sense now? Huh? Where did it go? Why did he have to go and engage a world boss in this territory announcing everyone that he is here? Don’t you know what this means? Everyone will figure out what we are upto!"

Nevin stepped closer to Sylvara threateningly. However, this time it was useless. Even a couple of other elders told Sylvara the same thing.

"Tighten the leash on your dog, Sylvara." Robert added as he walked away from all the madness. He seemingly had no interest in whatever Blood God was upto but his loyal underlings were still in the vicinity.

Sylvara, her silver hair catching the afternoon light, let out a soft sigh. "That man..." she muttered, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.

"If you really think I can control him, you’re all more foolish than I thought. He probably knew that killing the world boss would bring attention, he just didn’t care about it. How about we do our jobs and take care of anyone who dares to come this way?"

She tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly as she regarded Mendoza. "And you, Mendoza," she added, her voice icy calm. "It was your young master who charged into that water without checking it first. Don’t blame Damon for your own stupidity. The man is a monster on the battlefield, not your babysitter."

Mendoza flushed a deep red, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. Before he could fire back, Sylvara had already turned her back on him, her gaze following Damon’s broad shoulders as he walked confidently toward the square.

"Fucking brainless bitch. Did he fuck the brains out of your head?" he muttered loudly for everyone to hear as he walked to the back.

His words earned a few looks from the elders as having any sort of relationship outside their family was strictly forbidden, even earning an instant ban from the family. If one of them ever formed a bond outside of their predetermined alliances, it was seen as a betrayal of the family’s core mission.

That too, it wouldn’t be a normal ban. It would be cruel. Their memory would be wiped out and they would become half brain dead.

Sylvara never understood the reason for this brutality until the recent changes. It turned out that from the very beginning their ancestors were preparing for this world ending event. But how could they possibly know the future and predict something utterly crazy like this?

Sylvara did not know. She had tried asking her grandfather this question many times but the man always simply smiled. She knew not to press him any further for answers.

Putting away the many thoughts in her mind and ignoring the vulgar words of Mendoza, she continued to pay attention to the man in the spotlight, currently grabbing all the attention.

In just a few minutes somehow the whole thing had evolved into a huge feast for the entire city, becoming some sort of a celebration city wide.