Infernal Customs

When Ezekiel woke back up it was pitch black and Lucretia was sitting with a cup of tea and a platter of roast meat.

"You know, you did something very dangerous today... you nearly got yourself killed fighting the slimes and then you decided to fight a damned territory boss..."

She looked up while sipping her tea.

"You had me worried sick when your mana went out of control too."

He nodded and sat up, his body still ached but he forced himself to move to the chair.

"I'm sorry. I felt something strange happening to me because of my bloodline and it wouldn't stop until I fought something strong I guess? But the creatures beyond the wall weren't strong enough it seems."

She simply nods and pushed a plate of food towards him.

"Eat, you need your strength for your battle with that dungeon tomorrow."

"Thanks... Lucretia? Can I ask you something?"

She looked surprised but nodded.