Chapter 123: Friendly fire
Damon stared at his unbelievable stat screen for a few more minutes, grinning ear to ear like a little kid. He then closed it up and returned to reality, only to realize that there was still one problem. What was he going to do with Varnyx now?
Varnyx, still on one knee, dared to look up. "You carry the breath of an Origin Vampire. No, something even older..." His voice was reverent, trembling. He had been mumbling similar things for a while now.
"I need to wipe his memory." Blood Reign unexpectedly chimed in.
"Not all vampires would be thrilled to hear about an anomaly like this. They might even make sure you do not grow any further. This information absolutely cannot be allowed to spread. It would be one thing if you were the Master of this Blood Hall. Then this vampire would be bound to loyalty to you, but now he is free to relay whatever happened here to whomever he knows."
Damon nodded in agreement. He had already expected this and was about to ask the weapon spirit for help, but the good woman offered it herself.
"Do what is necessary."
Damon couldn’t tell if she actually did anything, but a moment later, Varnyx stood up and looked around in confusion. "What are you doing here, vampire? Move. Get to work. The glorious Blood Hall is being rebuilt. Go do your bidding and contribute as much as you can."
"Yes, sir." Damon smiled and briskly walked away. "Blood Reign, you did a really good job." He mentally probed, but there was no response from the other end. It looked like this time, the weapon spirit was truly weakened.
"I will make it up to you." He once again mentally thanked her and walked over to take a look at the available quests on the mission board. These quests were pretty low-grade, but if he remembered correctly, there were a few quests that were worth doing.