The Transmigrated Novelist

Bloody-Soul Art, or to be more accurate the Bloody-Soul Secret Art, was one of the best Secret Arts in the history, and anticity of Navita.

Different from all other Magic Cultivation Arts on this new planet, Bloody-Soul Secret Art didn't receive magic particles from the environment but from the blood and soul of beings.

The cultivators of this Secret Art were able to cultivate through the warm blood of living beings, and their souls.

To put it bluntly, they were the same as vampires of Roy's old planet Earth, with the difference that these guys became much stronger, and fed upon their target's souls as well.

It wasn't just the Magic cultivation Art that made Roy extremely excited about this, as he already had "Broad as Universe" and he could cultivate blood element magic as well.

What made him that excited to receive that disgusting book, was the knowledge and research upon the human body, and soul that this technique provided.

The slave seal that the 'little princess' mentioned was just the first special skill of this Secret Art, in the first great success.

So, one could understand Roy's surprise and excitement when he found out that this Secret Art had 9 different levels, with 9 different amazing special skills.

Each one of them was more amazing than the one of the previous levels, making Roy drool from excitement and the thought of it.

For example, on the first level was the Bloody-Slave seal, that tied the target's life to him, but not his life to hers. It was an unresolvable slave seal if the target wasn't at least 3 Ranks higher than him.

The important point here was that it was the target who should be at least 3 Ranks higher than him if it wanted to survive, even if it had the help of a much more powerful Mage or Warrior.

On the second level of the Bloody-Soul Secret Art was the Bloody-Change skill. This skill helped the person using it to alter his blood and his body.

The speed and the mass of change depended on how proficient one was with the skill and the Bloody-Soul Art, but it was a lifesaving technique.

Just imagine being able to mimic, or change your physical appearance, at wish. He would be able to change his identity at will.

No one would be able to determine by his looks whether he was Roy or whoever else he wanted. Furthermore, once he reached level 6, he would get the Soul changing skill.

With the combination of the two, he would truly be able to mask his identity as whoever came to his mind, as long as it was in the same Rank as him or lower.

This was what was called a trump card, something that would make even the strongest Ranker Mages green of jealousy.

His "Broad as Universe Art" also had special skills through the levels, but he didn't know the full levels of the Art and those skills.

Until now he only had knowledge of the first level of the Art, and the first special skill that he could practice, called 'Enlightenment Rune'.

This special skill wasn't an attack skill, but an aiding skill, that was able to raise his cultivation speed by at least half times the number of the elements he was cultivating.

Roy had yet to decide upon the number of elements he was thinking to cultivate, but at this moment that number was just added by one more, blood.

After receiving by chance this great opportunity, there was no way in hell that Roy wasn't going to cultivate it.

So, he immediately but carefully closed the disgusting book once again, and then turned towards the 'little princess' saying,

"At the moment, I will just use a normal slave seal upon you, as to make sure that you don't act out of consideration, then when I get proficient, I will use this Bloody-Slave seal from this book!

For now, join the others with their training, education, and duties. If you show enough loyalty, and subservience, I will send you to a special place, where only a few people can go!"

The 'little princess' didn't know where that place was, but she was assured that it wasn't a normal place whatsoever, so she said with a bit of excitement,

"Yes, Lord I understand!"

"Very well, then open your conscience sea, I need to place the provisory slave seal!"

Hearing that, the 'little princess' couldn't help but look at Roy with a surprised gaze, but she didn't say or oppose anything, as she opened the conscience sea, and waited for Roy to place the seal.

A normal slave seal wasn't that difficult, as the caster only needed to take a piece of the soul conscience or soul avatar from the target and keep it in his own conscience sea.

Like that the target wouldn't be able to escape or do something against his wishes, as otherwise he could destroy that piece of conscience and cause great damage to the target.

Becoming an idiot was the least of the worries, as in most cases the end was a gruesome death, that no one could face.

The only reason why the slave seal wouldn't always bring to death was due to the difference between the Ranks, and the soul of the caster and the target.

Shooting a bullet to a normal human on the head, didn't have the same worth when it was shot to the same guy wearing an iron helmet.

What surprised the 'little princess' was the fact that someone was able to cast a slave seal upon someone else only if he had already opened his 'sense area'.

And, in order to open that skill, one had to be a Rank 3 Warrior or Mage, but Roy clearly hadn't achieved Rank 3 in either of them.

Which meant that he had gained his 'sense area' through some special means or was just that much of a genius.

No matter what it was, she felt more assured of her decision of becoming his slave, or servant, and tying her life to his.

Roy noticed her look, and mood, but he didn't care much about it at the moment, as he was still thinking about the great treasure he just received.

The truth was that it still looked like a dream to him, as he would have never expected to receive such a precious thing, in such a way.

But this thing it had actually happened, and that book and Secret Art were with him now, and he couldn't practice it whenever he wished.

It was only when he finally placed that slave seal on the 'little princess' that he finally was able to learn of her name, Mila of the Eagle tribe.

Forest barbarians didn't have a surname, only a name. Only on rare occasions would barbarians have a surname or a nickname.

Like the other day when he named Bran the Bear, and Bo the Wolf. It happened only when they were named from their tribe head.

Mila was a beauty, and a special Time Mage, but no one knew about the second part, and the first part wasn't enough for her to be granted a name.

But now that Roy knew about her identity and specialty, there was no way he was going to let her without a name, as he said,

"From now on your name shall be Mila Tempus, we will discuss your position when I place that Bloody-slave seal upon you and can fully trust you!"

Hearing this sudden favor she received, Mila couldn't believe her ears for a moment, but then she immediately bowed to him, saying,

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Certainly, she had decided to tie her life with Roy, but no woman or man would not want his sacrifice, decision, or hard work to be acknowledged by others, especially the person they were doing it for.

Then as if remembering something important Roy said with a calm and cool voice,

"For the moment, keep your new name a secret. I don't like hearing words or causing trouble around my Harem Palace.

It will be a secret between us!"

Mila was a bit disappointed hearing the first part, as she would want everyone else to know about her new name, which would reflect her importance and position on Roy's side.

But hearing the second part she felt like the whole issue became more intimate for her, and her heart skipped a beat.

Even though she had already given her body, and her mind to Roy, her heart, and soul belonged to her still. There wasn't any kind of deep feeling between them at the moment.

But those words and that thought of intimacy were the first seeds that they started to plant amidst the two.

When Roy had finally taken care of her, and the current situation, he immediately sat down on the bed and then started to take another look at the Bloody-Soul Secret Art.

But just as he opened the book he realized the biggest problem for him, just like every other element he had faced until now, he had no idea how to cultivate the blood magic particles.

Furthermore, he had no idea how to become aware of their presence and use besides his normal way.

So, if he wanted to start practicing this new Magic Cultivation Art he would have to start by bathing in high amounts of blood.

It was a good thing that this Art didn't make a difference between the human, animal, beast, or any other creature's blood.

So, he would be able to quickly make a pool of blood using animals' blood and start his blood element magic cultivation as soon as possible.

With those thoughts in mind, he closed the book, and then got out of his chambers…