Sinister Knight: Dawn Of A Sinful Calamity

After hopefully checkmating Lena and telling her his stance, Blake had proceeded to first change his title back to that of a blasphemer, his demon form being replaced by his human image and then after both he and a silent Lena had cleaned up themselves and Blake decided to order food from the hotel as opposed to buying from the system, after all, variety was spice.

With them having arrived at the city in the morning, the couple had the day to themselves, and though Blake had a couple of tasks he would like to accomplish in this city, he decided to put them on hold and deal with a more impending problem.

Having no intention of letting Lena out of his sights and also not wanting a venomous woman by his side, Blake's plan was to get Lena's reply by the end of the day and depending on her answer, either end her or have a new perfect servant by his side.

After their meal Lena had sat down on the bed and began meditating and for the first seconds Blake would be lying if he said he wasn't a little bit spooked by this but minutes later he calmed down and sitting down opposite the bed he let his blood flow out of him and began manipulating with it.

"Have you ever heard about consolidating one's gains after a breakthrough or an enlightenment" Lena spoke, her eyes slowly opening.

"No" Blake answered.

"Is this how you plan on becoming a grand powerful expert?" Lena asked looking at the sizable quantity of blood which floated above and was being made to move left and right.

"You're a blood demon Blake, not a blood bender, if Rehabab used his mana the way you did, do you think he would be as fearsome as he currently is."

The sudden berating from Lena had Blake silent and mulling over Lena's words while also waiting to see exactly where she was headed.

"Blake what are magic weapons" Lena asked and before Blake could even decide to show off an expression of ignorance Lena answered the question, the woman quite aware of the limits of Blake's knowledge.

"As you already know, we have the standard rankers weapon through which mana can be channelled and then after that, we have magic weapons, the dark dagger you gave Kate is a perfect example of it.

To define a magic weapon, I would call them weapons which on their own can pull off intricate feats while needing the input of just mana.

Now though I am sure you have already heard of magic weapons whether in passing or from books I am sure you are ignorant of the fact that there are different levels of magic weapons.

There are 7 levels in total and only the first three levels exist on this planet with the first two being the limit the best blacksmiths here can make, your dark dagger for example is a level 1 magic weapon."

Lena's shift from the poor use of his blood ability to magic weapons threw Blake for a spin, but he made no complaint about this as he instead greedily absorbed all the knowledge that was being offered.

Lena talked some more about magic weapons, focusing on just the first three level magic weapons and the after she switched back to the issue of his blood.

"Now Blake I have explained to you about magic weapons and how for one to use those of the third level and above it they would have to refine it with their mana and will, soul essence sometimes being required.

You are a blood demon Blake, of all the weapons you can think about, which do you think is the best for you?"

"My blood" Blake answered a second later.

"At least I didn't get tricked by an idiot," Lena said with a smile and gave Blake another question.

"If your blood was assumed to be a magic weapon, what grade will you say it was."

"Fifth grade"

"It's good to know you at least see the potential in your blood and while I wouldn't say you are wrong, personally I believe your blood should rank as a level 7 magic weapon and even possibly beyond.

Of course, it's weak at the moment, so we'll just place it as a third-level magic weapon."

Giving Blake a few seconds to go over her words, Lena spoke once more.

"What do you do after you get a third-order magic weapon?"

"You refine it" Blake answered and Lena waved her hand at him a bit of surprise on her face when he immediately closed his eyes and drew the blood floating above back into his body.

"Hmm, and here and I thought he would ask me for tips on refining his blood, how boring."

To refine a magic weapon, one needed to circulate mana all through their body and then into the magic weapon and then back into their body and though this sounded easy the hard part came in the input of one's will into the mana just before it reached the weapon and circulated through it.

It was this will that would flood the mechanism that had been built into the magic weapon, this mechanism most times being runes which one needed to continuously bombard before they could get control of the magic weapon.

Very few people had powerful will that could visualize and be used to refine a weapon and even those that had such powerful will did not have the fortitude that would let them use their wills continuously, it took them several weeks and even months to refine a weapon, but for Blake considering he would be refining all the blood in his body, it was worse.

Understanding that he couldn't refine all the blood in his body at the moment, Blake decided to spend just 30 minutes refining a portion of it.

For 30 minutes, Blake went silent, the only activity from him being the movement of mana within him and then his eyes slowly opened and from a cut that appeared along his arm, a wave of blood sped out, rising up to the ceiling and hanging over the room like a cloud of rain.

"The power of your blood after just a bit of first-stage refinement is shocking Blake, I can only imagine how powerful it would be after going through all three stages of refinement.

It's s shame though that you're too hooked up on me becoming your perfect servant and so will kill me when I eventually refuse to submit to you.

I feel sad to think of your talents being wasted, there is so much I could have taught you."

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