Royal Blood Little Monster の小説・ストーリー

CHAPTER 35 Royal blood means being part of the royal family. A princess, queen, or king. Hell no! My parents adopted me but I don’t believe I’m a princess of a hidden kingdom in this country. And there’s even no kingdom in here. Gelo must be wrong about what he was thinking.

His purple clothes fluttered in the wind, and terrifying Hong Meng Immortal Qi continued to spread and roll like a purple sea as if it were fighting against the Blood Emperor's sea of blood. Roar! With a world-shaking roar, a terrifying monster leaped out from the violet sea. It was too big and endless. No one knew what this winged monster was. However, the terrifying pressure caused the army of the Blood race to continuously explode and turned into clouds of bloody mist. Mystics of the Roc and Leviathan. The roc opened its mouth. It was simply capable of swallowing the world. A horrifying scene appeared. The Blood Emperor and the sea of blood were swallowed by the roc in one gulp.

Without wasting another moment, and not giving it another thought, Stacy searched for room no 706. As she found the room, she swiped the white card and the doors opened. She entered and saw there was no electricity and saw there was a holder beside the door which looked like the card's size. She put it on the holder and the room lit with light. A smile spread across her lips because it was the first time she entered a royal suite. The room suddenly looked royal. White paint with designer carvings on the corners of the walls. The bedroom was detached from the drawing room and there was an open kitchen. The whole room had golden lights and the couches looked classic with the maroon color. It w

Surrounding it was red blood that are obviously made to stab the cheeks and widely opening it to get an access for the blood flow out and drained the head. “What’s with the blood?” She examined the picture after asking her self in reaction about how the picture couldn’t make sense to get Royal’s abundancy by just forming creepy ritual. After she turned to next page, she realized how that ritual really was getting an exchange of advantages be valid. She heard echoing voices inside her head shouting for help and screaming in pain.

The Royal King asked me, Hehe is like an uncle to me. "I am fine, thank you!" I smiled at them. Soon as the coffee arrived, Mom served them by herself, and everybody drank the coffee in peace—I could feel heat around the room. "What the hell happened?" The royal king, Robert, broke the silence as soon as he finished the cup of coffee while placing it on the table. "How did the monster suddenly get a way to enter a pack?" “We have highly protected scouts and also machines that can detect any human or species other than wolves!”

"I don't want to hurt you. I want you to understand that clearly. You are the last of a royal bloodline that I have a great deal of respect for despite everything. Hurting you is not part of any plan I have." "But my child is," I said. "Your child's blood," he said, like he was correcting a minor factual error. "There's a distinction. The child won't be harmed. I need a small amount of blood taken at birth, cord blood, essentially. The concentration of royal lycan power in a newborn of your line, in the first hours after birth, is unlike anything that exists anywhere else." He said it like he was explaining a research finding. He sounded like this was a topic he had spent a long time studyin

I pulled his hand toward my chest, letting him feel the steady, frantic beat of my heart. "We’re writing a new story now, Julian," I said, my voice barely a whisper over the sound of the waves. "In this story, the monster saves the queen, and the queen... she shows the monster that he was always a king in disguise. You're in every chapter from here on out."

Fennel came back to his senses and said gravely, “Oh no! This is a royal monster! A monster born as royalty must be killed at once!” From the color and horns of that creature, Fennel immediately judged that it was a young royal monster! Generally speaking, monsters had to constantly devour the flesh and blood of human beings to evolve into royal monsters. However, this creature in front was born royalty! No wonder Vataco wanted to bring it back. He must have noticed something. With just a thought, the red dragon halberd in Fennel’s hand had stabbed the pale golden creature with raging pressure and killing intent!

Sheila said. “More like a big fucking detail,” Alec said with a growl. “What detail?” I asked. “The royal family uses blood magic to protect all their holdings,” Sheila said. “What does that mean?” I asked. “Similar to what we had at Wolf Creek,” Kyle said. “Everything is locked down unless you’ve got royal blood.” “But how do people who work there get in and out?” I asked. “More blood magic.” Sheila shuddered. “Pendants containing a drop of royal blood,” Spencer said as he walked into the room.

The blood formation had awakened the monster king’s soul from his slumber. Now, he could possess the bodies of others to launch attacks. "Die," the monster king’s voice boomed, and the burly man flicked his finger. The blood-red barrier transformed into countless blood-red swords and charged toward Adrian. The monster king aimed to kill Adrian with a single, devastating blow. However, Adrian was not about to go down so easily. Waving his sword, he unleashed waves of sword energy at the incoming blood-red swords.