rslcontracting Chapter 245: Fleur Joined In
Chapter 245: Fleur Joined In
They each left the room with their own tasks to prepare before heading beyond the wall.
Bianca was the first to leave. She needed to contact her network and confirm the last trace of Ulrich’s group. The reach of Bianca’s information web, or more precisely Isolde’s, was vast.
It extended through merchants, informants, and quiet watchers scattered across cities and villages. Because of that network, they were able to locate the abandoned village where Ulrich’s group had last made contact without attracting the attention of the soldiers stationed nearby.
Even so, there were limits.
Bianca could not see anything beyond that abandoned village. The barrier that surrounded the abandoned village blocked her sight completely. No matter how useful or fast her ability was, the moment she passed that invisible boundary, everything became dark.
Dylan left soon after, insisting he would train until morning. Diane prepared to return to Rowani and report the situation. One by one the room emptied until only Seamus and Fleur remained.
Seamus stayed seated for a moment, his fingers tapping slowly against the arm of the chair. Waiting for Bianca’s next order felt unbearable. Time was not something they had in abundance.
His mind began to calculate again.
Maybe he should ask Bianca to drink his blood to strengthen him before they leave. The thought lingered only briefly before another one surfaced. If he wanted to increase his strength further, he needed to push his evolution forward again tonight.
He rose from the chair, already thinking of who he could find first. Leah was nearby, and summoning Madeline was also an option.
Diane crossed his mind for a moment, but he quickly dismissed it. She was about to travel back to Rowani and would need her strength.
Maybe Lulu too. They never had their first night.
He had just started walking when Fleur suddenly grabbed the back of his shirt.
"Where are you going?"
"Preparing," he answered without turning.
The office was quiet now. With everyone else gone, the silence felt almost heavy.
A few seconds passed before Seamus spoke again. "Do you want to sleep with me? You’re returning tomorrow anyway."
Fleur’s expression twisted in clear discomfort. "Does it have to be that? Can it be something else?" She crossed her arms, frowning. "Don’t you feel strange touching someone you don’t love?"
Seamus let out a tired breath. "I once slept with the woman who killed my girlfriend. Compared to that, this wouldn’t be strange at all."
Fleur narrowed her eyes. "You must enjoy sex a lot to lower yourself like that."
"It’s not about enjoyment." His tone remained calm and direct. "It’s something I need to do. If you only want to insult me, I should go."
"Wait."
She stood up quickly, stopping him again. This time her hesitation was obvious. Her fingers tightened slightly against the fabric of his shirt before she spoke again.
"I will have sex with you," she said slowly. "But you have to help me first."
Seamus turned back to face her.
"I need you to hide me and take me beyond the wall with you tomorrow."
His brows drew together.
He immediately understood the implication. Fleur was supposed to remain in Rowani. Draemir territory still needed leadership, especially now that the other Houses were watching closely. If something happened while she was gone, the consequences could be disastrous.
With only Dahlia and Aconite guarding Draemir, the balance of power would become dangerously fragile and honestly, both of them didn’t have a stronger sense of responsibility than Fleur, truly a lost cause.
"You can’t," Seamus said. "If you’re worried about Ulrich, there is no reason to panic. He is the patriarch of Draemir, isn’t he? His evolution is already in the fourth stage. That puts him on the same level as Isolde, maybe even stronger."
He tried to keep his tone rational. "Just drink my blood. That will help me locate your liege faster."
Fleur inhaled slowly and closed her eyes for a moment before answering. "Then help me as his daughter. I can’t sit still while my father is out there facing danger alone. You have a father too. You should understand that."
Seamus shrugged. "I don’t really understand the urge to save a father by risking everything. My father is the kind of man who refuses to die easily. I’m not worried about him."
She let out a quiet sigh. "Not everyone grows up miserably the way you did."
Seamus startled with sudden words.
"Before anything else, I am his daughter. My oath to protect him is a duty, but it is also something simpler than that. It is love from a daughter to her father that I know your father never gives."
"You’re the one asking for help here," Seamus replied, rolling his eyes. "At least try to sound less arrogant about it. And why do you need to be smuggled at all? If you want to protect your liege, just go now. No one here can stop you."
Fleur shook her head. "I promised to remain in Rowani. Bianca will report everything to Isolde, and once that happens they will try to stop me. Or worse, that woman will use my absence as an excuse to interfere with Draemir."
"And sneaking out will fix that?" Seamus chuckled. "It will end the same way."
"Yes, but it will take them three or four days before they realize I never reached Rowani," Fleur said calmly. "That window is enough for me to search for my father."
"And if we fail to find them within those three days?" Seamus asked.
Her expression hardened. "Then the probability that they are already dead rises to eighty percent."
Seamus could not deny the logic. Someone like Ulrich would never disappear without sending some kind of report unless the situation was far beyond ordinary trouble.
And Fleur, despite her stubbornness and arrogance, would be useful. She was older, calmer, and capable of thinking several steps ahead. Compared to the rest of his group, who were essentially young adults trying to survive a war they barely understood, her experience might prevent reckless mistakes.
If she was willing to leave Draemir behind, trusting Dahlia and Aconite to hold the territory, then perhaps those two were more capable than he had assumed.
"Fine," Seamus said at last. "But don’t get in my way. And drink my blood now. You don’t need to sleep with me for that. At least not tonight."
Fleur gave a small nod. She stepped closer, her fangs slowly revealing themselves before she leaned forward and sank them into his neck.
Seamus barely reacted anymore. The sting that once felt sharp had become familiar, almost dull. What he noticed instead was the surge of energy flowing through his body, along with the quiet chime of the system activating in his mind.
He felt it immediately.
He had gained access to Fleur’s ability.
[Name: Fleur Draemir]
[Age: 700 years old]
[Race: Vampire]
[Level: 75]
[Affection: 0/100]
[Lust: 0/100]
[Evolution Stage: Transcendence]
[Sigil: Psyche Blood Style & Mutation Blood Style (Hybrid)]
[The Hollow Synapse – Stage Three: Cerebral Devourer]
[Attributes]
[Sanguine Vein: 2,850]
[ATK: 1,465 | DEF: 1,190 | SPD: 1,760 | STR: 1,240 | CHA: 1,505 | VIT: 1,520]
Seamus studied the information briefly and nodded to himself.
"Not bad," he murmured.
Isolde’s Somnium Eternity had allowed him to glimpse fragments of memory, but those visions were always blurred. Trauma twisted memories. Fear exaggerated details. Reality and nightmare often overlapped until the truth became difficult to separate.
With Fleur’s bloodstyle, things would be clearer. Her ability focused directly on the mind itself rather than the emotional distortion surrounding it.
They spent a little more time discussing how Fleur could leave unnoticed and make Bianca believe she was already traveling toward Rowani. The plan was simple, but it would buy them a few precious days.
Once everything was settled, Fleur quietly left the office.
Seamus remained alone for a moment.
’Now I just need to find Lulu and the others,’ he thought.
He stood up slowly, stretching his shoulders as the lingering energy from Fleur’s blood settled into his body.
’I need to evolve again.’