Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

The rest of the lectures passed as normal until it was time for the Live Combat Practice.

Zaroth didn't miss the chance to show off Nightshade to Zack, Roran, and Lily.

As suspected, all of them wanted to try and fight off the beast, but not before wanting an explanation on how he had acquired it.

"This is pretty much how it went down," he sighed as he finished recalling the events.

Roran scratched his chin as he spoke, "A bank holding illegal fights?" He shifted his gaze to Zack as he asked, "Did you know about this?"

It was a natural question, even if Zack didn't have a good connection with his family, he was still a part of a rich clan, so there was always the possibility that he knew about it.

"No, honestly that kind of thing doesn't interest me," Zack shrugged as he admitted.

"Well, if you say so…"

Lily raised an eyebrow as she stared at Roran, most likely already guessing what he was going to say next.

"Now that you've tamed a new beast, doesn't that—"

"Yeah, sure, let's get drunk tonight," Zaroth answered Roran's question before he could even ask it.

Roran's eyes narrowed for a moment, clearly surprised. A second later, he burst into laughter.

"God, am I that obvious?" he managed to mutter, holding his stomach.

With a sigh, Lily answered, "Yeah, pretty much."

After the Live Combat Practice, they agreed that they were going to meet at 21:00 o'clock at the bar, as Zaroth still had some work to do.

Stopping in front of Elysia's office, he knocked.

She was the one who had provided him with the funds to purchase Nightshade, so she had every right to be informed… or at least, that's what a decent person would have done. But Zaroth had an ulterior motive. He hoped that sharing the story would inspire her to give him more money, enabling him to acquire even more beasts.

"This is pretty much it," he leaned back in his chair as he finished recalling the story.

Elysia took a second or two to respond, "Well, it's good that you have another beast at least."

Zaroth felt disappointment as she didn't offer him more money, but he told himself that he shouldn't get too greedy, as rushing too fast could have its own consequences.

A moment later, Elysia's gaze shifted to his right hand for a moment, before she spoke, "That vampire… how are things going with her?"

Zaroth raised an eyebrow in confusion, 'She must be asking about the Purifiers, I guess,' he thought as he answered her question.

"Good, we are steadily dwindling their numbers."

Surprisingly, Elysia didn't seem satisfied with that answer, so she made herself more clear.
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"I know about that. I meant, how do you feel? Have you… felt any changes in your personality or body?"

Zaroth scratched the back of his head; he wasn't sure where the weird question was coming from.

"I mean, I feel like I always have… just maybe more powerful? But that's it," he answered firmly.

Elysia studied him carefully for a moment, checking to see if he was lying.

Concluding that he had, in fact, told the truth, she sighed as she leaned back in her chair.

"If you say so," she gestured with her finger toward the door.

So, taking the suggestion and not wanting to take up too much of her time, he left.

Watching his back as he left, Elysia couldn't help but mutter,

"It feels like he's slowly becoming a part demon… is it because of that woman, Midnight?"

Shifting her gaze to the red pills that Zaroth had given her before, she scoffed.

"Well, I guess as long as it's in the name of strength, people would do anything to get it."

*****

If he was thinking logically, the best course of action was to attack another church with Midnight, making use of Nightshade and the beast's ability to kill silently.

But he had gotten sick of fighting, so Zaroth decided that he wanted to spend this night just relaxing.

It had been far too long since he'd last gotten drunk…

"This is the best!" Roran proclaimed as he slammed the empty cup loudly on the old wooden table.

"Goddammit, you're right!" Zack spoke as he did the same, almost falling off his chair.

"Fuck it! It's been too long!" Lily exclaimed as she ordered two more bottles of alcohol.

It seemed that Zaroth's friends also thought the same way, as all of them were drinking much more than usual.

Deciding to follow their example, he released his constraints as well.

He had already found himself almost naked on the roof of the academy after getting drunk. What's the chance that something worse happens?

*****

His head felt like it was splitting into a million pieces, while his stomach ached in pain.

"Never again!" Zaroth muttered as he opened his eyes.

The first thing he realized was that he wasn't in the bar anymore, but in an old-fashioned room.

The second thing that grabbed his attention were the dozens of men that lay on the ground, all passed out. Most of them had heavy injuries.

Feeling pain in his hands, he saw that his knuckles were bloody red… almost like he had punched the shit out of a dozen men…

Observing the surroundings, he noticed that Roran was sleeping on a counter, and Lily was on top of him, sleeping as well.

Zack wasn't far, as he was taking a nap in an almost broken wooden chair.

He groaned as he stood up.

"Did we take down a gang or something?" he asked himself as he glanced at his bracelet, only to curse out loud.

It seemed that the eighth round was today, and considering the time, he was almost late.

Massaging his forehead, he waited for the hangover to pass.

"Man… why do I always regret getting drunk, only to do it the next day as well?" he asked himself.

But unfortunately, no one knew the answer to the question.