Scarlet

The fighting for as far as the eye can see around us completely halts to a standstill with the exception of the Class Vs while the Nobles land in the clearing around me, splashing a little in the blood puddling up on the ground from my blood rain since the hellfire burnt all of the blood that had been there before from the slaughter. But before anyone can say anything, the Noble in front of the others snaps her fingers, sending a wave of blood out from her that quickly forms a giant wall of blood metal all around us.

I keep a warry eye on the blood lycan whose gaze hasn’t left me since the moment she first arrived. Not even when Red showed up.

Another Noble next to her, a siren according to identify, suddenly opens her mouth to reveal razor sharp teeth – something that looks incredibly off-putting on what otherwise looks like a beautiful human woman with pointed ears, white pupils, and unnaturally blue irises – as she lets out a short chirping sound. Then I hear a ringing sound that gives me a brief headache, following which a dome of pure soundwaves forms all around us, blocking anything said in this dome from getting out to those outside.

A staring contest ensues for several seconds, during which I take the time to study the other Noble demons of the group.

Of them, there’s the siren and the blood lycan, but there’s also a dragonoid with two large red wings, a draconic head, and red scales across his body, a wraith who is completely cloaked in shadows with the only visible feature being their glowing green eyes, some sort of spider demon called a red death who is standing in their humanoid form with eight black spider legs each tipped with sharp claws and a red liquid coating the claws with two pitch black eyes making it impossible to know where she is looking, and a vampire. None of whom – with the exception of the blood lycan – are above level one thousand three hundred.

Red apparently doesn’t care much for the silence as he breaks it with a blunt, “So when do you want to battle?”

I can’t help but send him an incredulous look, briefly wondering if that’s all he thinks about. But then again, he’s helping me here. So it’s fine.

He should be able to take them all on despite them being demons. Which is also probably why the Nobles haven’t moved an inch towards me yet.

The man should be in the early 1800s I believe, meanwhile the highest level of this group is the blood lycan who is only level 1400 or so from what I can tell from her mana level. But since she’s a blood lycan, I can’t identify her. And while a blood lycan is far superior to a human, and she likely has Predator at a high rarity, she will most likely only be as strong as a level 1550 human judging by the mana level. Maybe up to a level 1600.

Which is still a good bit weaker than he is.

“All we want is the Princess and we will leave this battlefield afterwards,” the blood lycan says with a scowl towards the Red Knight of Humanity. “This does not concern you, Knight.”

I can’t help but raise a brow at that.

The other Noble demons here are all between level 1200 and level 1300, so they won’t put up much of a fight against him either. Although I have heard that Red likes to draw out battles to see everything the opponents can do. Which is another thing he has in common with the Lord of Hellfire, who from what I heard is known throughout Tartarus for taking on any challenger and if they can impress him he’ll take them in as a student to teach. If not he just burns them alive. But mostly he just wants to find talent and good people he can foster so that he can battle them himself someday.

A true battle junkie right there.

But I really can’t tell what is giving her confidence to talk to Red like that.

Is it just demon arrogance? She is a blood lycan. Could be her Pride Sin talking.

“Oh? You go trying to kidnap my rival’s daughter right in front of me, the girl who also happens to by my son’s crush-” I blink at that “-and expect me to stand here doing nothing? Your Pride truly knows no bounds, blood lycan,” Red says with a cold yet somehow still excited look on his face.

Wait a second, what’s this about a crush?

“Then we’ll have to take things into our own hands,” the blood lycan says, still scowling and seemingly looking down her nose ever so slightly at the Red Knight despite the level difference. “And no human could ever be worthy of Her Highness, much less a Knight’s whelp.”

No, seriously. What’s this about a crush?

Tar chuckles in my head before saying, “I think you have more important things to worry about.”

I blink at that, only to nod my head.

You’re right.

Guess it doesn’t really matter anyways. I have no interest in romance.

“I think I pity that boy…” Tar mutters, making my eyes narrow before he goes silent.

“Morgrain, send Lunara and Her Highness away from the main battlefield,” the blood lycan states, a cold look in her eyes as she pulls out some sort of potion from her pocket. A potion that is absolutely overflowing with mana and pure power.

Morgrain? The wraith?

And Lunara was the red death spider lady.

I begin moving backwards when I see some sort of shadow portal opening in front of me, but I’m too late and it envelops me entirely before I can do anything about it. And after just a few seconds, I find myself appearing in the mountains what sounds like several dozen kilometers away from the main battlefield.

But I don’t appear alone, as the red death walks through the portal after me, leaving me face to face with a Noble demon.