After those few hours passed, Lawrend opened his eyes to a panting Aezel.
"Ahhh… Hahhh… Hahhh…"
She was on the bed and gasping for air. Her hand was clutching her throat desperately.
"A-Aezel!?" Lawrend exclaimed.
He grabbed her shoulders and looked at her pitiful expression.
"M-Master… I think I overdid it…" Aezel said to him with a faint smile on her face.
"Overdid it? This is more than overdid! You're pushing yourself too far! What did you even do?" Lawrend asked him worriedly as he scolded her.
"My demonic bloodline limits are still there. I-I can't become a Royal Demon, Master…" Aezel said sadly.
Although she was already a fallen angel, she still calls it demonic bloodline, etc. That's because she preferred it. If she knew what it should be called, she would use it in the future.
"What are you saying? I can't understand you," Lawrend replied.
"Master, hahh… You don't know this, but we demons are predetermined from birth. If we are born a Noble Demon, I would become a Noble Demon once I become an adult," Aezel replied.
"What? You never told me that before!" Lawrend shouted.
It was something very serious that he should have heard something about it from her. But she didn't, and that upset him.
"I thought that it was only a matter of time before I become a Royal Demon. I can feel that I can push myself further, but it was like I was against an insurmountable wall when I tried earlier. I tried several more times out of pure will, and… this is the result," Aezel explained.
"Aezel… Tell me how and what happened," Lawrend replied and took her into an embrace.
He pressed her head against his shoulder and rubbed her back.
"Master…"
Aezel felt warm inside as he embraced her. She felt sad and disappointed in herself that she wouldn't be able to protect him in the future.
"Don't worry. I'll help you figure this one out," Lawrend said to her.
He wanted to embrace her tighter, but he knew that it would only make it harder for her to breathe.
"I stimulated my bloodline that contained my power and attempted to improve its quality by copying the characteristics of the spell you and the instructors used earlier. But I failed… I then imagined your spell and made my bloodline take its properties, but it made me like this. My blood feels like it's boiling…" Aezel explained.
"Your blood?" Lawrend asked as he stopped and entered into a daze.
"Yes. What's wrong, Master?" Aezel asked as she pulled her head back and looked at him worriedly.
"D-Do you want to exchange blood? Not all of it, but let's do a blood transfusion," Lawrend replied.
Since he could change her body by pouring his golden lightning mana into her, he might be able to change her body again. This time, he would be raising her bloodline to a higher capacity.
"Blood transfusion? What if my body rejected your blood?" Aezel asked as she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Let's do a test later. For now, rest. If the test succeeds, we'll exchange half of our blood," Lawrend replied.
"Master…"
Aezel stared at him with wide eyes. She fell in love with him all over again. He was willing to do this much for her that it was almost intoxicating to her.
"As long as you are my maid, I'll do anything to ensure your happiness," Lawrend said to her and smiled at her warmly.
Aezel grabbed his hands and tightened her grip.
"I know I already told this to you before, but I'll say it again, Master. I'll sacrifice myself for you. I'll make our child do the same. Please, take care of me forever. Punish me and make a mess of me any time you are feeling frustrated," Aezel said in a voice filled with emotion.
"Of course. You're already bearing my child. I'll take care of you forever. You also don't have to raise our child like that. I want our child to live freely and happily, you understand?" Lawrend asked her strictly.
"Y-Yes!"
Aezel felt as if she was a maiden right now. Her usual mature and relaxed self was nowhere to be seen.
"That's good. Now, rest. I'll go out and wait for the three to return," Lawrend said to her.
"Yes, Master," Aezel replied as she strongly nodded her head.
"Mm."
Lawrend was satisfied seeing her response. He stood up from the bed and left the room. Before he left, he took one last look at her before closing the door.
She was looking at him with a slightly crooked smile from the pain.
Lawrend walked downstairs and was just in time when the door opened.
"Master, we're home!" Humility shouted excitedly.
She immediately saw his figure and ran to him. She wrapped her arms around him in an embrace.
"Master, I heard about you! Everyone's talking about you in the academy," Humility said to him happily. She was happy that everyone was talking about her Master.
"It was nothing. I was just lucky," Lawrend replied humbly.
"Geez. Stop being so humble, Master. We know that you deserve it," Aleshia said as she walked to them. Ella was following behind her like a shadow.
"Master, I already found Ramiela a few hours ago," Elena said as she walked towards them from the hallway.
"Oh, where is she?" Lawrend asked.
"She's in the dining room and playing a harp," Elena replied.
"Master who's this Ramiela? We heard about it from Sister Aleshia," Humility asked with a confused look on her face.
"I'll explain once we get to the dining room. I also have something I want to ask her," Lawrend replied.
The five of them walked together and arrived at the dining room.
"Oh, human," Ramiela greeted and put down the harp in her hands.
"You know how to play the harp?" Lawrend asked.
"You're not very bright, aren't you?" Ramiela asked mockingly.
"What about you? You seem to have practiced voyeurism," Lawrend replied to her with his arms crossed together.