[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

The familiar vibrations of a Noble being ripple through me when the Wyvern appears, but after feeling the violent aura that came off of the Vermillion Family Head, I'm now certain there was something more to that display I couldn't perceive.

"So, you spoke with the Grand Citadel's Lord. It seems that the conversation was brief. Have we been exposed?"

I shake my head slowly, my questions about the Upper Realm growing more and more in my mind as I reply.

"No, my identity is secure for now. And as far as the family head is concerned, you are all still dead. Ava will be able to catch you up on what happened soon. We have over three weeks to prepare."

The Wyvern's expression doesn't change at all, and its body stays still. However, by now, I'm used to its unchanging demeanor. Thousands of years of solitude must change one's psyche to not react to small issues like this with urgency.

It replies.

"Impressive. I have moved to a private room in the High Orcs' Tower, so no one can hear us. Ember's words of your ambitions do not disappoint, but if you truly wish to challenge the Vermillion Family Head, you will need more knowledge of Nobility than what you have shown me."

The moment Seraphel's words cease, his entire holographic structure begins to vibrate with more intensity than it did before.

Instead of feeling insidious and cold, the aura coming off this noble being is warm and inviting.

My eyes widen, as if I'm lost in a trance while the Blue Wyvern brings its vibration intensity up to its maximum.

It feels as though I'm resonating perfectly; not a single wave from its being is lost from my perception, and in turn, my own ethereal Noble Form vibrates and shines brighter, giving off the same radiation back.

I feel no energy being produced or lost.

We are just existing and recognizing each other on the same frequency of Noble Wavelengths.

It brings on no fatigue at all. If anything, it feels slightly invigorating. Even the room around me seems warmer and brighter, but all of my true bodily senses tell me that nothing at all in this room has changed. It is a self-induced illusion.

The Wyvern speaks up again.

"You say you've managed to awaken a Noble Bloodline without being born into it. Please explain to me how this was achieved."

At first instinct, I'm repelled by the thought of telling anyone how exactly my True Core's main ability, paired with my absorption skill, works. Even back on the human world, I was always very hesitant to share this information.

Even now, I haven't told anyone about my new ability to take memories from the beings I kill. It still feels natural to keep my cards as close to my chest as I can. Even if all of the surveillance in this tower has been blocked, it's always possible that an enemy of higher ability is listening.

However, this being is allied with Ember and has far more valuable information to share with me, so a portion of the truth won't hurt leaking.

"My True Core's ability gives me a chance of obtaining traits from enemies I kill. I was lucky enough to have this activated in the battle with a Noble Demon that tried to take over my home world."

My appearance shifts to the demon's disguise and back to my natural Noble Form.

The Wyvern pauses for a few seconds, but replies.

"That is less interesting than expected... I was hoping for an inheritance tomb, something to do with that ring on your finger, or a unique bloodline transfusion technique that masks your true bloodline until its use is worn out."