Myles set the training session to start tomorrow. The Commander informed him that the Lady of Chains and Whisphered Vows asked him to settle everything first and it would take a day to finish.
Furthermore, most of the Blood Knights were disabled and had to recuperate first. The infirmary assured they would heal in a day.
Hence, Myles and Nyxara enjoyed themselves by visiting a lot of places in the Velmoryss City.
The Velmoryss City was vast—their wanderings only covered ten percent of the city.
Of course, out of leisure walking and staying quite longer to a single place.
Nyxara focused on the most visited place, to begin with.
The Velmoryss City reminded Myles of Las Vegas Nevada.
Massive, themed resort casinos, gambling, dazzling nightlife… It was similar to Las Vegas, Nevada.
Except, the architectural design was quite dark and ancient.
Nyxara shared that since it was a Succubus house, who supervisioned the city, the demons, belonging to some noble houses, wouldn't have to be cautious, for they believed it was among the safest cities in the world.
Furthermore, there was also the Black Veins of Velmoryss that even the Demon King placed a lot of significance, ensuring that the mine wouldn't be disturbed and coveted by demons working in the dark.
When Nyxara mentioned the Black Veins of Velmoryss, he thought of the Alpha and his kin.
He merely smiled and did not dwell on it. The thought of meeting them again, taking revenge against the Alpha, and helping his kin out of the slavery, did not pass his thought at all.
He had so many things to focus on, so his hands were full.
However, at the moment, they shopped a lot under the strange gazes of other demons.
…
Myles acquired a lot of clothes. He also visited a weapon shop and as expected, they were all cold weapons with various weird shapes. Perhaps, the normal weapon among them was a sword, but the quality was far from better.
Myles wanted to commission a weapon designed for him, but Nyxara told him they would be banned in the Royal Academy anyway.
Hence, Myles restrained himself as they returned to Nyxara's room.
When they were alone, the silence for Nyxara was too loud. It was just yesterday that they did sleep and went all out.
Yet, for some reason, her body was still craving for more.
However, when she saw Myles was lost in his own thoughts, she was able to hold herself and decided to focus on writing in her journal.
Myles was in deep thought. He was analyzing the battle earlier with the Commander.
He raised his hand and glanced at his palm. The blood of the Commander was still painted on his skin.
Suddenly, he injected demonic energy to it and the blood reacted suddenly turning into a dagger.
Nyxara, whose consciousness was concentrated at Myles, couldn't hold her curiosity and turned her head towards him.
She drew a sharp breath.
"Y-You…" That was then she recalled Myles' battle earlier.
Not with the Commander, but the first Blood Knight he ended up killing.
"Y-You… You consumed his demonic core, right?"
Myles smiled. "Of course, why did I end up killing him in the first place?"
Nyxara was lost for words. She sighed.
"I'm disappointed. I really thought you wanted to help them improve."
"I really wouldn't have killed him in the first place if I didn't know about their problem from you."
Nyxara nodded.
She stared at Myles and scrutinized the blood in his palm. She frowned.
"Aren't those bloods from my Bloodsworn? As far as I remember, their innate demonic arts enable them to control only their blood. How could you control it?"
Myles smiled. "When I discovered I could only control my blood, I was disappointed. However, I suddenly thought about why not utilize my demonic energy to understand the other's blood properties and make it mine?"
Nyxara was stunned. She was in disbelief.
"How is that possible? Is your demonic energy smart enough to understand blood properties?"
Myles glanced at her and furrowed his eyebrows.
He asked, "Isn't yours not?"
Nyxara was taken aback. She closed her eyes and attempted to communicate with her demonic core. There were barely any responses.
In the first place, a demonic core would only respond to intent—their master needing demonic energy, or storing energy, assimilating them, or in the perfect condition to evolve.
There was no way a demonic core was smart enough to attempt comprehending the properties of an element and integrate it as one of their own.
Nyxara mumbled in disbelief, "Perhaps, your demonic core mutated so much it has become sentient."
Myles rolled his eyes and said, "I was just joking with you."
Nyxara was taken aback.
She rolled her eyes and faced her body away from Myles in dissatisfaction.
Myles chuckled. "I simply utilized my demonic energy to infuse the blood of the Commander and once I understood his blood type, I ordered my demonic energy to change my blood type to match his. It went well, even in an instant, and so, as my demonic core was semi-sentient, it recognized the blood of the Commander the same type of blood as mine, and activated the Crimson Dominion from my intentions."
Nyxara frowned. "Blood type? What are those? In the first place, how are you even able to change your blood type?"
Myles chuckled and said, "Blood types are types of blood, obviously. As for how I was able to change my blood type, it was also because of Crimson Dominion. I can control my blood because of it."
At the same time, Myles ordered the voice in his head to show the description of the skill, Crimson Dominion, once again.
[Crimson Dominion (Rare): This innate demonic martial arts grants you absolute blood authority over your own body. You can reshape your blood into blades, claws, shields, or any form depending on what you master. You can harden it into armor plates. You can also regenerate by recalling spilled blood, and control the bleeding. Lastly, you can ignite your blood into flame.]