Blood Evolution System

"Oh, my dear sister, are you still ignorant of the nightmarish news circling in our empire? The gates to hell have opened in the north. Demons, Hellish Devils, and Monsters have appeared along the road heading to the north a week ago, inflicting harm to many adventurers, soldiers, and travelers. So there has been no traffic for the past few days. If you encounter the creature of hell, coming out alive would be next to impossible." Angelica's lips curved into a devilish smile. "Although I wish you all the best, I can't help but think this might very well be our last farewell."

Emily's complexion paled, and her eyes widened in horror. Her heart palpitation nearly increased by two times, and she felt as if her racing heart would jump out of her chest. Although she wasn't troubled a lot with the idea of going to the Northern duchy and becoming the wife of its guardian as she believed that the disgusting rumors about him could be fake, she wasn't alright with taking the roads infested with the creature of hell! Demons and devils and the fallen seraphims were not the imagination of man but grotesque creatures that eat humans alive. Taking the road towards the North was the same as putting her life at risk.

"You! You're murdering me!" Emily lashed out at her. She couldn't help it. Every person has a limit to what they can endure, and she could no longer take her abuse lying down.

"You wrench, how dare you shout at me?" Angelica shouted back at her, not a single trace of remorse on her face.

She didn't feel even a single trace of empathy at sending her younger sister towards death's door. Instead, she would've slapped Emily if she was not sitting inside the carriage but standing next to her.

Emily subconsciously flinched at her words. She was terrified of her. After all, she wasn't a human in her eyes but a demon.

Before Angelica could feel smug at her reaction, a cold snort sounded in her ears.

"Hmph!" It carried a trace of magic in it, something both the sisters had only heard about but not learned.

The moment it reached Emily, she felt something warm touching her as if sticking to her skin. But that feeling lasted only for a brief moment as it seemed inside her flesh, warming up from the inside out, calming her down, and comforting her. Although she didn't know how good a child feels to be embraced by her mother, she believed it would feel this warm.

Angelica, on the other hand, had already dropped to her knees. It was because the cold snort wasn't beneficial to her but harmful. It carried the might of the adult human and had crashed on her back with such force that it forced her to her knees.

"She has all rights to raise her voice against you, my lady." A voice came from the figure sitting at the carriage driver seat. It was a wizened voice belonging to a female. "She is, after all, already a part of our family and the wife of my master. If I hear you disgracing her once more, then, believe me, I would pull out your tongue and shove it down your throat."

The move the carriage driver used to teach Angelia a lesson was energy discharge, a technique that only advanced-level combatants can use! Angelica realized that as she knew of the various power level. But since she had no talent nor interest in fighting and training, she was not too strong. At best, she was a product of a pig getting fed unlimited resources. Her strength was her financial backing which was actually still possible because her father had sold Emily.

Angelica saw the driver looking at her from over her shoulder. Her eyes were cold, as cold as an iceberg, and her expression extremely stern. Her gaze caused her to believe that she wasn't a human but a beast, that she would become her prey if she taunted Emily anymore than what she already had.

She kept mum and stiffened up. Not just that, but she also felt a bit wet between her legs, which caused her cheeks to turn red from embarrassment.

That was how Angelica was. She only bullied the weak and kept her head lowered before the strong and the unknown, especially if that person was a mage, someone even her father feared. Emily felt pleased, and she smiled at seeing her embarrassed. But a moment later, she felt guilt haunting her, and she stopped smiling. She didn't like hurting others, even if that person was someone as vicious as her sister. Such was the innocence in her heart.

"Thud!" As if magic, the carriage's open door closed shut, producing a dull thud that did well to pull her out from the cycle of guilt and raise her head.

"Master's wife, please ease your worries." The wizened voice sounded in Emily's ears again, but this time it was pleasant to hear and soothing to the soul. "As long as I am alive, I won't let any demon harm you."

Now that Emily found out that a mage was accompanying her, the cause of her worries vanished. She didn't know much of the world, but she did know that magic was the greatest weakness of the creature of hell. So, that means she could trust the mage to keep her safe, and she did just that.

"Umm, I do not doubt you, and thank you for helping me deal with my sister," Emily said. Her nervousness and worries were vivid on her face. She was talking to someone not of the Godwin family for the first time, not to mention that she was a mage.

"Hiya!"

The driver maneuvered the horses, and as they moved ahead, they pulled the carriage in which she was sitting along with them, leaving Angelica to eat dust. The horses were as white as snow and had two tails behind their back and a horn on their heads. They looked exceptional to the eyes of the curious young lady who was staring out the window. Two cars were running behind the carriage, and in them sat the young and brave knights of the Godwin Family. For courtesy sake, Marquis Williams had sent them to accompany her.

"Miss, what should I call you?" Emily asked her. She made sure to keep her voice loud enough to reach her.

"Sarah Crimson." Only after a brief moment did a reply come from the driver. She thought that Emily was overly polite and that she was a person with a good heart. So, she didn't mind telling her magus name.

"Can I call you Miss Sarah?" Emily asked.

"No," Sarah declined in her wizened voice. However, before Emily could feel low, she added, "My Master's wife, I am too old for such a title. You may call me aunty or by my name. That would also do."

Emily's complexion immediately brightened up, and a broad smile appeared on her cute face. "Then, I will call you Aunty Sarah?"

"I understand," Sarah replied, and from behind, Emily even saw her nod her head.

This was the first time Emily didn't feel taunted or looked down upon while talking to another, and she was thrilled to have experienced such a conversation.