Reincarnated as the Demon King’s Son

Aldred watched as the man struggled to stand up and stood up himself after he finished bleeding out from all of his wounds. He cleaned himself off his own blood before looking up at Aldred with a grim expression on his face.

“So, you are here for Avre.”

Aldred nodded as he stared at the man for any sudden movement. “I want to know why you locked Avre here.”

“Only my master knows.” The guard replied as he breathed heavily, still holding his sword in his hand. “You are an intruder.”

Aldred nodded and stood up while keeping his chin up. “You are a powerful man, and yet you work for someone else.”

The guard growled as he stepped forward and thrust his blade forward at Aldred who used his sword as a shield and pushed against it before pushing it back, breaking it into pieces and throwing it away from him.

“I will kill you,” The man said coldly as he kicked Aldred’s legs out from under him and then he punched Aldred in the face multiple times, leaving him unconscious on the floor while he clutched his bleeding face and ribs.

He grabbed Aldred’s hair and lifted his head up while he pressed the tip of his blade to Aldred’s throat before speaking with a cold tone. “This is too easy.”

Lightning flashed and Aldred’s body vanished.

Suddenly, he appeared a few meters away. “I am not that easy to defeat.” Aldred softly tapped his Phantom Doomblade.

The guard frowned, wondering what he was doing until suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his right arm. Then as if a powerful force was pulling it, his right arm began to tear away from his shoulder.

“AHHH!”

The arm fell while blood splattered on the grass. “What did you do?”

“Sorry, no time for an explanation.” Aldred appeared behind the man and beheaded him.

He looked up at the tower, and quickly climbed up again using his mosquito form again. There, he saw Avre standing by the window.

Aldred morphed into his human form. “Avre!”

“Aldred!?” Avre turned around in confusion. “Why are you here?”

“I am here to save you.”

“Save me?”

“Someone tell me that you are kidnapped.” Aldred blinked. “Don’t tell me that you’re actually not.”

He just killed that guard earlier. If Avre wasn’t kidnapped then he just did something horrible.

Avre thought for a few seconds before she nodded. “That’s right. I am kidnapped. But you should go immediately.”

“Why? I can’t bring you out of here.”

“You cannot.”

“Tell me why?”

“It’s because he’s an Adamantite Rank.”

BOOM!

The door blasted along with the nearby wall. A charming man stood with his tuxedo and glared at Aldred. “Who are you?”

“Fuck! Jereim!”

An undead stepped out of the shadow. It was Jereim. The man who managed to run away from Aldred’s golem army.

“Bring us out of here.”

Jereim immediately threw a ball that shattered on the ground, filling the whole room with smoke.

The charming man punched forward. The power destroyed the entire top section of the tower and also blew the smoke away.

But, Aldred and Avre were nowhere to be seen.

The man gritted his teeth and punched down. His attack penetrated floor after floor and even destroyed the ground floor.

Aldred and Avre almost got hit, but they kept on running with Jereim at the lead.

“Both of you are too slow!” Aldred shouted before he grabbed Avre and Jereim and dashed forward.

Something came crashing down. The sound and the trembling ground made it seemed like it was an elephant that fell.

Avre looked back and saw Dromimvot glaring at them with rage. Dark aura oozed out of him which made the nearby light dim.

“Aldred, we should go faster.”

“Jereim, do something,” Aldred said.

Jereim grabbed another ball and threw it to the ground. It shattered and created hundreds of clones that ran in different direction.

Dromimvot snorted and rushed at them, killing all the fake clones he passed by in the process. He was so fast that Aldred’s speed was a snail in comparison.

They ran and ran until they reached the end of the corridor, then they stopped and hid in the shadows before waiting for Dromimvot to pass by.

Finally, the man stopped in front of them. He snarled, his face twisted into a terrifying expression. He reached out with one hand to grab them and pull them out of hiding.

Avre pulled her body to her side as Jereim kicked a ball at Dromimvot and hit him in the head, making him stumble back a bit and make his body twitch in pain.

It wasn’t exactly painful, more like annoyed at being bitten by an ant.

Jereim immediately fired another ball, destroying the floor underneath them and creating a hole through which they could run.

They jumped through it and ran outside as Jereim destroyed the wall behind them with a powerful blast of magic. They kept on running through the grass until they found a big hole in the ground.

Aldred and Avre fell inside, while Jereim used his power to manage to crack the space and time itself.

“What is this?” Aldred asked.

“A teleportation ball.”

“Where does it led to?”

“I don’t know,” Jereim replied.

“FUCK!!!”

When they got out, they saw that they were in an area filled with trees and hills. The sun shone through the clouds and cast bright light over the surroundings.

The two of them slowly looked around as they tried to catch their breaths. Avre held her face, feeling that she was still bleeding slightly.

Jereim pulled a small red bottle from his pocket and put it against Avre’s wounds before she screamed. Her eyes turned white and she looked like she was going to cry.

“Hmmm, they put a curse on you,” Jereim said. “The only way to remove it is to inflict pain.”

Aldred pinched Avre’s hand.

“Ouch.”

Jereim looked at Aldred and smiled. “That is not enough.” He reached behind his back and pulled out a long sword. “Don’t move.” He took a deep breath. “I will cut off your hands.”

Avre panicked as Jereim removed his gloves. She looked up at Aldred who looked serious and concerned. He looked away from Jereim and nodded at Avre who gave him an affirmative nod as well.

Avre closed her eyes as she felt Jereim’s blade touch her fingers. She was trembling. She heard someone screaming in agony nearby but couldn’t hear what it was saying. A few seconds later, she realized that it was her scream.

Jereim then cut her arm off and smiled as blood spurted everywhere. The fact that he was in his undead form made it even more creepier.

Aldred walked forward and punched Jereim in the face as he grabbed his hair to push him down to the ground. “Do you have to be that savage to a lady?”

“We have to do that, or that man will track us here,” Jereim said calmly. He was an undead, so he couldn’t feel pain when Aldred punched him.

He wasn’t offended by it either.

Avre was screaming while holding her bloody arm as Jereim was about to stab her with his sword.

She then saw her own gut cut in half, blood splashing everywhere, and felt her inside fall to the grass while Jereim let go of it as blood spurted out from her wound. She then passed out from pain.

Aldred pulled the sword from Jereim’s hand before he stood up and turned towards Avre’s direction.

“Is all of this necessary?” Aldred looked at her with pity.

She was lying on her back while moaning softly. Her face was pale as she stared at him with wide eyes. “Aldred…” Her voice was barely a whisper.

“I am sorry for what happened.” He said sadly before turning to Jereim who was standing like he did nothing wrong.

“Is this enough now?” Aldred asked.

“Yes, master.”

Aldred sighed and began to heal Avre.