Elder Blood Witcher is a Webnovel created by Niggross.
This lightnovel is currently ongoing.
Looking inside the room Reima sees many scattered books on the floor around a large expensive looking throne… Sitting on the throne appears to be a skeleton? He’s unsure of it’s race due to the two thin skeletal wings sprouting from it’s back. The most peculiar thing however is the fact that the skeletons arms are missing… No, after looking around he finds them a couple meters away on the floor.
What seems like very old blood coats the throne and some of the books nearby it, the arm’s were apparently removed while this person was still alive. Reima can tell by the shape of it’s pelvis that isn’t female, for some reason it’s clothes are missing, looters maybe? But that wouldn’t explain why so many valuable items are still around…
Looking around he finds a book with a lock on it, a touch of his aura causes it to melt away allowing Reima to peek inside. Once opened he sees the authors name and his eyes widen : Morgan le Fay… The legendary figure on par with Merlin and even King Arthur?
Suddenly the contents of the previous room start to make sense, from the various pieces of information he’d gathered from researching the Animagi transformation experts suggest that the original created was in fact Morgan le Fay.
Reima “Well, that explains the wings… But not the lack of arms?” he says to himself, finding everything to be quite a mystery.
Realising that he is in-fact in a rush, Reima quickly stores away everything into his Folded s.p.a.ce… Yes, even the skeleton. Once done he runs outside to rejoin with his friends, Ciri giving him a harsh look for taking so long.
Reima looks at Nerissa who still has her head buried in Ciri’s stomach and is apparently unaffected by the sunlight, something they’ll have to discuss in private… “Nerissa? I’ve got something for you.”
She glances at him through red tear stained eyes and sees him holding out some sort of urn to her.
Reima doesn’t really know how to give this to her, or if he should do so immediately after her death. Either way, it’s her mother and she deserves her ashes.
He gently pushes the urn into her arms and quietly says, “I’m sorry for not coming soon enough, but we will protect you in her stead” he says gesturing towards the urn. Nerissa’s eyes widen as she realises what she has in her hands, she starts crying again, louder than before. Making Reima uncomfortably step back for Ciri to deal with the girl…
He’s pretty fortunate that he’d had them become closer, if not this situation may have been much more awkward. These callous thoughts run through his head but are squashed as it’s extremely disrespectful for the recently departed. From the looks of inside the building, he could see Talicia gave her all to protect Nerissa, something he can respect.
The sounds of sirens alert the group, Reima grabs the shoulder of Ciri and Nerissa before teleporting outside of the Leaky Cauldron to, yet again, reserve some rooms.
Nearby the destroyed house on 43 Elur street a man wearing a trench coat with a large camera in his hands continues to take shots. He’d been investigating rumours of strange things happening around the ancient house, things like vampires inhabiting it. “Ha, yeah right!” he’d thought… But that was before he’d seen two men in shades kick the doors open, the only thing stopping him from running inside to help the two screaming women was the explosive sound of the house being destroyed from the inside out. Instead he did what he could, recording everything that had happened. He didn’t manage to see much due to him not daring to get any closer, however this was not needed to see some supernatural sights.
The conflict inside didn’t actually last that long but once everything was over two people appeared outside the house from no where, due to the large distance from them and his shabby camera he didn’t manage to capture any identifiable features apart from their white hair. The duo went inside and didn’t come back out, or maybe left through the back… Once the police arrived the house finally collapsed into itself from the incredible amount of damage it had sustained, from outside it looked as if a huge metallic sword was cleaving pieces out of the property. Due to him being the one who had alerted the police he immediately came forward and showed them his footage, they asked him to come in for questioning which he agreed to. However, due to the incredible footage he had captured he managed to slip the camera away to one of his contacts, he hoped they’d follow his instructions of copying the footage and creating multiple posts online to get the info out there. Originally this plan was meant for confidential information hidden by higher authority people, but here it’s just as applicable due to the incredible implications of it…
Of course, none of this was remembered as as soon as they made it to the police station he was obliviated and his “footage” destroyed. He’d never know he was the one who’d recorded one of the most mysterious video’s on the internet of all time.