Divinity: Against The Godly System Chapter 118
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Miyali shook her head as she looked towards her feet.
"I don't know anything about him, but I have something that I was told was given to my mother by my father,"
"What's that?" Ryder asked.
Miyali was wearing a long gown. She pulled it slightly upwards and showed Ryder the golden ankle bracelet she was wearing.
"It was a gift to my mother by my father when they first met," she told him.
"So there's no way for you to recognize your father even if he was still alive, is there?" Ryder inquired.
Miyali shook her head.
"Why are you asking that? Is there something you know about?" She inquired.
"Nope, I was just casually asking. I have a few people in the Undead Region. I was just wondering if I could somehow help you to meet your father," Ryder said to her.
'It would've been great if there was a way to find her father. Her father is from the High Undead Vampire Species. If I help a father and daughter meet, then it might spark some goodwill between the Demon Realm and the Undead Region. Also, Miyali would've gotten to meet her father,' he thought.
Miyali looked towards Ryder with surprise clearly written on her face. She started smiling, but her smile was melancholic.
"It's alright. I don't want to meet the father that abandoned me," she said.
"You really don't care about him? Why are you still wearing the ankle bracelet that belongs to him," Ryder asked? He clearly didn't believe her.
"Because it's the only memory of my mother that I have," Miyali replied as she looked towards her ankle bracelet.
"Oh, right. I didn't consider that. It's fine if you don't want to meet him. I won't raise this matter again," Ryder said.
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"Also, I'll be going out soon. It might take days or weeks. I've told Miku, and she should handle everything related to you. You'll get a beast every four days. Try to drink blood in control, though. If you can't control it, tell her, she will bring more," he added.
He left her room.
He was walking towards his room when he met Miku.
"Your Highness, I finally found you. High Duke Oris is here to meet you," Miku informed him.
"Oh? Alright,"
Ryder started walking towards the throne room.
As he got there, he found High Duke Oris sitting on the seat beside the main throne. His seat was slightly lower than the main throne.
"Prince Hades, Why are you standing there? Come sit on your throne," High Duke Oris said.
Ryder smiled as he walked towards the main throne and sat on it like a Ruler.
"What brought you here, High Duke?" Ryder asked High Duke Oris.
"I just came here to check up on you and see how you are doing," High Duke Oris said.
"I'm doing great. Thanks for asking," Ryder replied.
"I heard that you hadn't left the Royal Palace since the coronation. Don't you want to roam around your land?" High Duke Oris inquired.
"I want to, but I've been swamped lately," Ryder answered.
"Busy in what? You don't have to tell me if it's anything personal like that," High Duke Oris said.
"It's nothing like that. I've just been training so that I can be capable enough of completing the Kingship Trial as fast as I can," Ryder responded.
"There's no hurry. Training and love shouldn't ever be done in haste otherwise since regrets might be left behind," High Duke Oris said.
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"Oh, right. That reminded me of something. It's my 4000th birthday after 20 days. I would like to invite you to the celebration. It would be great if you can come. I'll send an official invitation a few days before the birthday," he added.
Ryder looked towards High Duke Oris in surprise.
"You are 4000 years old? And you still celebrate birthdays?" he asked.
"I don't want to celebrate birthdays, but my granddaughter makes me celebrate it. I can't deny her, can I? What can I say? This Old Man can win against anyone, but not against his family," High Duke Oris said as he started laughing.
"Alright. I'll try my best to attend it," Ryder said.
He didn't promise High Duke Oris as he wasn't sure if he would be back by that time or not.
"That would be great. I'll take my leave then," High Duke Oris said as he stood up.
Ryder stood up as well and walked to the door with him.
"You know, I'm so glad that you came here. I had lost hope after His Majesty didn't appear. Your arrival again burnt that hope brightly. I can see a glimpse of His Majesty in you. I'm sure our Demon Realm will only become stronger with time under your leadership," High Duke Oris said before he flew away.
'A glimpse of Salem in me? I don't know how he was, but he sure sounds like a nice person if so many people love him,' Ryder thought as he watched High Duke Oris disappear into the horizon.
He walked back inside and went back to his room.
He closed the door and laid on his bed.
Ryder logged out and found himself back in the real world.
He took off the Divinity Glasses and looked at the clock. It was 7 am.
He got off the bed and went for a shower. After getting ready, he left his room and walked towards the kitchen.
"Why are you up today? You don't need to go to University today," Ryder said as he saw Alice preparing breakfast.
"I'm not going. I woke up to prepare breakfast for you," Alice replied.
"Rest for one day. You know I can cook," Ryder told her.
Alice looked at him and started laughing.
"Your cooking? Don't remind me. I have nightmares about that till this day," she said.
"Hey, I ate that too. It was not that bad," Ryder insisted.
"Let's agree to disagree," Alice chuckled as she served breakfast on the table.
"You just don't appreciate my talent," Ryder muttered as he started eating.
"Are you going to University?" Alice asked Ryder as he finished eating.
"Yup. I need to meet your Dean," Ryder replied.
"Don't do anything inappropriate, alright. The Dean has a high reach in the police. I don't want you to be arrested like I was," Alice said.
"Don't worry. He won't dare to do anything," Ryder said with an amused smile on his face as he left the house.
Ryder got in his Whirlwind, which drove off towards the University of Dreamers.
"Mr. Dean, you used your power and reach on my Sister; let me give you a dose of my Powers," Ryder muttered.
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