The Bored Immortal

Viktor saw a man in his fifties dressed in silver robes with elegant flame-like embroidery and a glimmering black belt.. He not only looked tall, but one could see that he was quite handsome despite the small beard and mustache hiding some of his features while giving him a refined look.

His eyes looked firm and strong, his gaze deep as if he had been through enough tribulations.

However, upon seeing the handsome, tall man standing beside an old man, he narrowed his eyes and immediately realized that this man was his special guest.

His expression immediately became a bit complicated, making one wonder what he was thinking.

Still, the next month, he said with a slight smile, "Good afternoon, Lord Viktor. My name is Voroz Fujo, patriarch of this humble clan. Please come in. I have been waiting for your presence. My daughter has already informed me about certain things."

Ayana and the three maids were surprised since rarely did the patriarch ever smile, and the way he was addressing Viktor seemed as if Viktor was indeed a bigshot and a special guest.

The patriarch was not only treating Viktor as a special guest because Viktor was more senior than him but also because he was the potential fiancee of his daughter.

Laynar had a stupefied expression since he never expected the patriarch to be so nice to Viktor and had no idea Viktor was a 'Lord'. He wanted to know from which clan Viktor was coming from and what kind of 'Lord' he was exactly.

But the one thing that irked him the most was how the patriarch mentioned Nyissa informing him about Viktor, and this made him think if Viktor knew Nyissa and if so, why?

"Sure, Patriarch Voroz," As Viktor said this, he made sure to smirk at Laynar, whose expression became dark but had to endure.

"Can we talk in private, though? I will make sure your friend doesn't feel uncomfortable here," Voroz asked.

"Sure. I would like to look around and enjoy the beauty of this place. Hope that isn't too much," Brad asked directly, making Viktor, who was about to say something close his mouth with a smile.

Voroz nodded, "Of course, that is no issue. You three, make sure our guest stays satisfied during his time here. Ayana or Laynar, if you see my daughter, tell her to come and meet me."

"Yes, patriarch," All of them said in unison while Laynar had no idea why but he was having a bad feeling since Nyissa seemed to be involved too deeply with this whole thing.

Viktor followed the patriarch inside the main room, which was vast enough to even fit a bathroom, kitchen, and living room if one wanted to.

The walls were coated with elegant saffron, while all the tables, books, glasses, and accessories seemed to have an archaic yet classic touch.

The patriarch sat down on an armchair and gestured to Viktor to take a seat as well.

The two looked at each other as if they were studying each other and didn't say a word at all. Voroz's eyes seemed to scan Viktor from top to bottom while thinking about various things in his mind while Viktor was studying what kind of a man Nyissa's father was.

So far, he felt that this man was exactly as Ayana described him.

Voroz's expression suddenly changed from neutral to serious as he asked, "Are you really the Blood Demon? Why do I not detect an ounce of Odic Force in you? You seem no different than a Regular."

Viktor's eyes gradually changed to crimson as he said, "I can understand your confusion, but that is how I stayed low all these centuries. I don't know any other extravagant methods to make myself appear human. This is something natural for me."

Seeing Viktor's crimson eyes, Voroz seemed to have some kind of internal battle before saying with a sigh, "I can't believe that one day I would be inviting the person we have been trying to destroy all these centuries and even give away my daughter's hand-in-marriage to him. But if it wasn't for the things my late father told me through Nyissa, we wouldn't be here. I never knew the true history was hidden by King Borin and what transpired between you and my aunt, Sae. To think that she really loved you, whereas according to the history we all knew, she sacrificed her life in trying to destroy you by gaining your love and trust. She is like a martyr and war hero around here. I can't imagine how people will react when they hear the entire truth. I honestly don't know how to break the news or where to start. This is something really big that could shake the very foundations of our clan."

Voroz seemed as if he was having a hard time about all this, and Viktor could understand since he was the patriarch and had to bear all the responsibility.

Still, he was a bit surprised that the patriarch seemed to be relatively calmer about all this than he expected.

He knew that this clan was built to destroy him, so what would happen when everyone learns that all the training and everything their forefathers did to destroy him was futile in the end since he turned out to be not the bad guy?

Viktor remembered how Nyissa was shocked the first time, but she was able to quickly process it for some reason.

"Sigh, if only my father was here, then things could have gone more smoothly. I still have a lot of questions to ask him."

Viktor knitted his brows and asked, "You said that your father conveyed things about me to you through Nyissa. Did she personally tell you or…?"

"She did tell me, but at the same time, I also heard it from my father's voice through the sound token he gave her. All the important things he wanted to say were recorded in the token," Voroz answered.

Viktor's brows relaxed as he said with a laid-back posture, "Then I guess you don't have to worry too much about this."

Voroz's brows pulled together as he asked, "What do you mean?"