The Journey To The Brockleheart Sky
Chapter 13: Shadow in the Night
The house suddenly got damp. What happened is being investigated. There were scratches along the wall to Jennifer's room, with objects strewn about.
Shyuu!
The black shadow passed through Susan's body. There, Dravis was already at Jennifer's doorstep, waiting for this frail woman to approach. Susan could only stare at her walking daughter blankly.
"Jenny!" she was surprised to see Jennifer who already had sharp fangs. His eyes were red, too creepy to look at.
"The magic of Hippno has made him unable to control himself. I'm keeping him calm and should stand here until the next order is issued Black Shadow."
"I understand" answered Susan.
"Until then, your daughter is a Black Vampire. Immediately make him remember Marry, so that we can immediately find the Forest of Demand and your daughter can return to the form of an ordinary human." Dravis reveals everything without turning around. His gaze was straight at the frozen Jennifer not moving.
Susan rushed past Dravis' body, staring at Jennifer full of haru. The regret did not seem so great on his face.
"Right, this is the only way. Once we find that Dahlia, I'll turn you back into a human again. It's only temporary, Jenny!" he touched Jennifer's pale face.
Jennifer is now in off mode, her body stops moving. No blood seemed to flow through his body, he was like an undead.
Freeizing, is the Vampire's freezing spell. A spell that can release negative energy for a while, so anyone who is exposed to this spell will be weakened.
Before arriving at her home, Susan could already guess what had happened to her daughter. The chaos in this house occurred due to the effects of Jennifer's conversion into a vampire. Since Dravis' flying speed was extremely fast, he must have arrived first and handled this deftly.
Yeah, Dravis turned Jennifer into a Vampire, according to Black Shadow's orders. More precisely activate the Vampire tissue that Susan hides by drinking Marry's blood. When that happens, the soul of Vampire Jennifer who came out was unbearable again, making her forget herself and destroy the entire house.
Freeizing is the only way to calm him down. They brought and put the frozen body into the coffin. Dravis drove a 1950s Chevrolet, which was modified with a bit of magic to make it easier for a small crate to fit inside.
The next trip was decided by Black Shadow.
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The weather tonight was suddenly cold, piercing the bones to penetrate the lungs. Marry recalled sleeping in the woods for a few nights. Marry came out of the room and watched his surroundings.The barn sounded 11 times, instantly making Mary stay in place.
"Dad?" he looked at Herms.
However, Herms was fast asleep, with sweat pouring down his forehead and neck. Marry who saw that rushed towards the front of the closet and picked up some small towels. He washed the sweat of Herms very carefully, so as not to wake his father.
For a moment Marry fell asleep with the face of Herms. For 16 years Marry never remembered spending time with his father this close. Not only treating Herms' wounds, Marry can now clean his sweat.
Her tears could not be stopped anymore. The blood in Herms' wound seeped out a little. It seems like before going to bed his father did not change the bandage. Somehow this wound does not want to stop bleeding, many books have been read Marry from the library of this house. However, none can explain the condition of Herms.
Once here, Herms again lost consciousness that night. Though after realizing it before, Herms seemed to improve. I don't know what's going on now, the wound is getting worse.
Crkrkekk....
A mysterious voice made Marry speechless, he was very clever not to make a sound. Slowly he came out of the room and went to look for the origin of the sound.
A huge shadow figure slowly approached her, Marry was able to see the shadow of a terrifying monster on the wall near the stairs.
Glegs....
Marry slit his saliva, his eyes focused, his pupils dilated. However, the shadow slowly shrank. Marry began to venture himself through the stairs. The figure standing in the kitchen, the more obvious.
A small back in a dark green robe covered his head, making Mary fearless again.
"Who are you?" asked Marry to vent.
"Owh's? Marry? Marrietta?" The figure turned around and immediately came up to Marry in a soft voice sounding friendly.
"Oh? You're Laura's aunt?" Marry was riveted in his inner questions.
"Of course, I've read your father's letter. How's things going? How many days has he been injured?" he answered releasing a hug from Marry's body and returned to the table where he had stood before.
"Tomorrow seven days...."
"That means it's only three days away...."
"What do you mean?"
"In three days, we must heal Herms. Ah, what have you done to your father? That crazy elf said you treated him too? What are you using? Oh, Marry, whatever it is, it won't be able to treat your father, son! That's impossible..," he said busy pounding some potions.
"Dad was in that room, he was asleep." Marry is reluctant to answer the question of the person who confessed to her aunt.
"Oh yeah. Have you eaten yet?"
"Yes, there's food on that table. So, I ate it."
"It was for you, someone made it for you."
"Someone?" Marry was confused, indeed after Alena left, tomorrow morning two plates of wheat porridge served on the dining table. Marry ate it without knowing anything, because hunger had overpowered him.
"Something!" laura looked busy.
"Huh?"
"No, we have to treat it right away. I've got the antidote, wake up your father!" continued.
"All right? But where is Alena? He should have brought me something...."
"He's still in the woods, I left him there. He was looking for the biggest and sweetest apple. Did you ask for it?" Marry nodded.
"Oh Marrietta, don't ask him anything more. She is the guardian fairy who—"
"The fool?"
"No! She, the less clever guardian elf," she replied smilingly.
"What difference?"
"Slightly different. That's why I adopted her, sometimes she felt like a healing elf, a working elf even she was able to send a letter from your father. You know.. ah well let's treat your father!" he said he pulled Marry into the room where Herms was unconscious.
Laura, too relaxed in Marry's eyes. Looks like this aunt has no worries at all.
Laura interviewed Marry, starting from how many times Herms vomited in a day, what color and smell of vomit, what they ate, and what they ate, how Marry cleans wounds and other questions like a professional doctor.
"How can Sue do it" he chatted while applying the potion he made to Herms' wounds.
Sensing his body being touched by something, Herms woke up. His smile made his sister relieved.
"If it's too late, you'll have already. Looks like the potion Marry made was enough to make his wound improve. Get up and drink this!" Laura hinted to help Herms sit up and gave the pitch-black herb to her pale lips.
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