Salvage(12)

"Yes... a few moments ago I absorbed her blood when she coughed up blood and tried to analyze it. this girl actually has two distinct types of unstable bloodlines within her. I think that's what causes her 'immunity system' or whatever you want to call that thing to self-destruct."

'Just like that? Are you willing to cure her? You said she was a young girl so don't make her my slave just a moment ago... I am confused why have you changed your mind suddenly.'

Tizona fell silent for a while before answering as Morsan asked the reason for suddenly changing its stance.

"She had a unique bloodline... and immense potential to be stronger. She will be accommodating if we train her properly."

Morsan's pupil shook a little.

'Unique bloodline?!... Lelin mentioned she was born to a werewolf and a girl from a dog demi-human though... they were not that rare though..'

"It is indeed true that she possessed the bloodline of a werewolf, but she did not inherit the bloodline of dog demi-humans. Instead, she possesses a rare and exceptional bloodline that sets her apart from other dog demi-humans. According to my guess, her mother's bloodline does not belong to the dog race; it is a powerful wolf bloodline with even greater growth potential. By stabilizing and merging her unstable bloodline, her potential will skyrocket. Moreover, she exhibits a remarkable affinity for [Spiritual Magic], [Wind Magic], and [Dark Magic]."

Morsan released Lupiney's hand and gazed intently into her eyes, filled with astonishment.

As per Tizona's revelation, the young lady standing before him was not a mere halfling born from the union of a werewolf and a dog-demihuman.

Instead, her lineage is traced back to a werewolf father and a mother hailing from a distinctive bloodline known for its remarkable growth potential. What baffled him even further was his unfamiliarity with wolf-demi humans, leaving him clueless about the origins of Lupiney's mother.

Lupiney cast a questioning glance towards Morsan, observing as he abruptly ceased emanating the comforting feeling through her hand and fixed his gaze upon her with great intensity.

Her elongated ears twitched anxiously in response. 

Not only Lupiney, Morsan could feel Lelin's intense stare at his back.

"Tsk, who would have thought it would end up as you wished? are you happy now?"

He didn't answer Tizona. His lips were curved up and formed a gentle smile at Lupiney. 

"Hey Morsan! Can you let me know if you have the ability to heal her or not...?"

Morsan felt an enormous hand on his shoulder accompanied by the deep and worried voice of Lelin.

"Yes, I can save her."

A smile bloomed on both Lelin and Lupiney's faces at the same time. Glimmer's hope in Lupiney's eyes was gotten stronger after she heard Morsan.

"She needs to become my slave if I want to save her."

But when they heard Morsan, the smile on Lelin's face froze. With a deep frown, Lelin looked at Morsan with a threatening gaze. His arm on Morsan's shoulder was suddenly getting bigger and his claws were getting longer and sharper.

Lelin inadvertently assumed his partial Therianthrope Form.

In this world, only a handful of demi-humans possess the ability to metamorphose into a 'therianthrope form'.

In this state, the demi-human acquires heightened abilities and takes on characteristics resembling their namesake animal. The capacity for such a transformation is scarce and typically necessitates arduous and extensive training. However, Lelin and his offspring possess the capability to assume this form at will. Presently, Lelin harbors no intentions of causing harm to Mosan, yet he unconsciously assumes that form. That shows how skillful he is in Therianthrope's transformation.

He and his offspring possessed an innate capability to assume this form at will, a gift passed down through generations. It was a legacy that had been carefully guarded and protected, a secret known only to a few trusted individuals.

"Morsan, quite joking around. Heal her right now and right here."

Morsan slapped away Lelin's arm from his shoulder and looked directly at his eyes. His eyes were calm as if he didn't see any change in the surrounding atmosphere.

"Lelin, I'm being completely serious here, no jokes. I'm wondering why you're getting upset at this moment. If I want to rescue her, I have to utilize a particular type of magic that's similar to my blood magic. However, it only works on me and those who have a connection with me through the slave crest. Honestly, I don't see any issue with that. Right now, she's a slave, anyone with enough money can buy her, alright? You're aiming to help her overcome her illness, while I'm looking to acquire a new slave for my team. I don't see any reason for you to get angry. What's the big deal?"

"...What's the big deal, huh?... So you were pretending to be a good guy, all this time?!"

Morsan looked bewildered as he heard Lelin. His mind went blank for a moment.

"What?!.. when did I pretend to be a good guy? I am always been honest and said my intentions clearly. I don't know what you saying, Lenin."

Morsan and Lelin lock eyes, causing a hush to fall over the entire area. The tension in the atmosphere intensifies, as though a confrontation between them is imminent.

The already somber and quiet surroundings grow even more ominous as if the very air holds its breath in anticipation of what is to come. The once gentle breeze now feels like a chilling gust, sending shivers down the spines of onlookers.

Morsan was taken aback when he felt a gentle tug on the hem of his lengthy coat. As he turned around, he caught sight of Lupiney's delicate hand, and her eyes were filled with a newfound sense of optimism.

"Is it true, You can cure me if I become your slave?"

Her weak voice filled with some expectation as she asked. 

"...Yes, I can..."

"Can you make all of my pain go away?"

"...I can..."

***

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