Chapter 9

It hasn't been long since Harry came to the town, and he already hated it, around 20% of the towns population was made up of non humans, the non human population of this town was made up mostly of Steen, Or the stone skins as people from the inner holy kingdoms like to call them as a racial slur, but he held himself back from using it during his stay, and a few beast men here and there.

what disgusted him most was the fact his own nephew, Ryan, seemed to get along with one of the Steen children, and he was shocked his own brother seemed to be fine with it, the only reason he was assigned to this town was because he had family here.

He and his brother where from one of the outer holy kingdoms, and he was able to get in to the Temple due to him gaining holy property's in his fire magic, a massive accomplishment for his contrary and family, but his brother left for reasons unknown to him and he was hurt that his brother wasn't spreading the holy kingdoms teachings to his own child.

"No matter, ill fix his mistake, Ill teach young Ryan and the other children the correct ways, I can save them yet" he said to himself as he was reading over a list of all the towns residents and what magic they had.

"so much dirty magic, transformation, Earth, it might be to late for the adults but ill need to teach them to not use these powers to stop them from spreading" he continued to read though the list until something caught his eye.

"red?? what's red?"

harry racked his mind but just couldn't seem to recall what read meant, so he pulled out a book titled 'types of known magic' from his bag and began to look though it unable to find anything on red, he even looked though the orange sections thinking it might just be an odd shade of orange.

'a unique magic...' he thought to himself

'I need to look in to this, if I'm responsible for cataloguing a new type of magic I should get a handsome reword from the temple once I've finished saving this town'

Harry looked behind himself at his almost complete church, a smile bloomed on his face as he thought about his future and all the 'good' he was going to accomplish and let himself daydream of a town without the 'stone skins'.

'system, what are my stats like?'

[Name: Arthur (no last name)

health: 10/10

species: young Pure Blood vampire

Magic type: Holy Blood

Strength: 5

Speed:6

Stamina:9

Skills:

Basic Blood control Lv 7 (up)

blood knife: active skill

Blood claws: active skill

Blood fist: active skill

New skill forming

Formless sword style Lv 2

Adaptive nature, passive while in combat

Blind strike, active

current quests

hit the father, Bring blood control to level 10]

Arthur was looking over his skills and was happy that he finally got another level with his blood control skill, and was glad to see the [new skill forming] notification, it appeared when ever he was developing a new skill or move and the system will let him know when he's gained enough efficiency with it for it to be a usable skill.

he thought back to a few days ago when he first got the notification, trying to figure out what triggered it, he doesn't check his his system due to it rarely updating often so he didn't know when it popped up.

'was it from when I blocked that hit??'

he thought about it and it made sense, it was the only time outside of training he used his skills

it was late at night and Arthur didn't want to practice his blood magic in his bed.....again, but his curiosity was killing him about what this new skill might be, he brought his thumb to his teeth and bit it to draw blood and quickly formed a thin blood fist around his cut hand trying to keep the blood supply connected, trying not to get any blood on his sheets, he was plaining to replicate what happened that day.

[- 2 hp]

He lifted his right hand and punched his right hand at full force, the blood fist shattered instantly and blood spilt all over his bed.

Arthur already making a mess decided it wont hurt to keep going, he quickly formed another blood fist before he lost to much blood, but this time he added more blood around his palm, making it thicker before punching it again, this time it didn't brake and Arthur knew he was going the right direction.

'maybe like this' he thought to himself, not feeling himself smiling over making progress

[-3 hp]

he removed all of the blood from his fingers and moved it to his palm, while adding more blood from inside to it, he focused and the blood started to form in to a hard disk above his palm, he stopped his hand from bleeding, he was struggling to control so much blood but he kept pushing himself and punched the disk as hard as he could, a loud bang was heard around his house, it worked, he had created a blood shield.

[Note, new skill formed, Blood shield]

Arthur was happy until he herd foot steps heading towards his door he looked down on himself and realized how much blood he spilt

'ah fuck'

his mother opened the door

"Arthur what was that nois...." she stopped herself mid sentence and just stared at all the blood.

"I'm not cleaning that up again, your old enough to clean it yourself" she said half asleep, seemingly not bothered anymore to deal with Arthurs late night experiments and would scold him in the morning.