The Transmigrated Novelist

What surprised Roy the most though was their function inside his body. After a bit of rummaging with them, he was able to find out their function.

The function of the first extra particle was easy to understand, as it added to his vitality increasing his lifespan, regeneration, and his blood activity.

While the second extra particle was a bit more special, and even more startling, as it increased his presence. What he meant by presence was his intents, and auras, like his killing intent, or his ruler's aura.

The changes were extremely small at the moment, in fact, they were minute. If Roy hadn't already opened his sense area, then it would be impossible for him to notice.

But he wasn't worried or disappointed by that because until now he had only just started to attract the first traces of these particles.

As long as he became enough proficient with those, he would not only be able to make the differences even more obvious but also the benefits he would get would become much greater.

Thinking like this, he forgot his previous hate, concern, and disgust towards the Blood Pool, and immediately soaked into it.

The truth was that he was still a bit reluctant to do something like what he did, but seeing the benefits he received, his heart was concentrated on the greed and didn't care about the disgust.

Furthermore, the blood he was soaked in at the moment, wasn't human blood, but animals blood, so it wasn't like he was doing some sort of evil cannibalism of sorts.

Not that he didn't think about the benefits he might receive from a Blood Pool composed of human blood, it was just that he didn't want to accept that.

Even though he had already decided to do anything to grow strong, and reach the peak, he still had a few moral bottom lines that he had no intention to surpass.

Like using his strength, or power against the weak without reason, or bullying the weak without reason.

Certainly, if his interests were threatened, or if he had a lot to gain it was another matter altogether but using their blood to practice his Blood-Soul Secret Art surpassed his moral bottom line at the moment.

It took him another 5 hours or so in order to empty the Blood Pool out of its vitality, and presence particles or it would be more exact to say that at that moment the Blood Pool was dried up.

He felt that it wasn't due to his talent, and sucking power, but due to the fact that the Blood Pool had lost its effect.

Certainly, these hours weren't enough for him to practice his Secret Art enough to become a Rank 1 Blood Mage, but he was on the right track.

If he wanted to proceed and walk further with his magic element cultivation, then he would need to refresh the Blood Pool.

So, he immediately ordered his beasts to start hunting once again, as he emptied the Blood Pool in a container, and placed it inside his space ring.

First of all, there was no safe place where he could empty this blood without attracting the attention of beasts, and other animals.

Not that it was certainly a bad thing as it would help him in refreshing the blood sooner, but since he had no idea what kind of beasts were around at this time, he decided not to.

And secondly, he thought that he could still have a good use for this blood even though it had lost its vitality, and energy, the smell had certainly become stronger.

In fact, he suddenly received an evil enlightenment, and couldn't help but think of implementing it in the future. One thing was for sure, it would be one hell of a surprise!

The moment he had taken care of this, Roy left the underground grove and made his way towards the river in order to clean his body and the bad smell from his body.

The clear eye was enough to look at him red from head to toe like he was some kind of weird devil with a human appearance.

He didn't have much time to think about this at the moment though, not to mention that he had already spent a lot of time here and hadn't cultivated his other elements.

His ladies should be still waiting for him at the river, so without losing time, he immediately made his way towards the river.

The ladies on maidservant duties were clearly surprised at his appearance, and even more at his condition, but they didn't say a thing.

Seeing that he wasn't going to cultivate magic at that time and that he had started to wash himself, the beauties immediately entered the river to help him out.

For the next 5 days, Roy's schedule was the same, he would have his morning fun, breakfast, then a chat with Young Master Peers, the Pleasure Room, inspection around the camp until midday at most.

Then he would go outside the camp, cultivate blood element magic inside his Blood Pool, then cultivation of other elements at the river, bath, dinner, before sleep fun, and then a short sleep.

At some point during these days, he even felt himself like some kind of robot of sorts, as he was doing almost everything the same.

Well, there were differences, of course, for example, his maidservants were never the same as the previous day, but it still had become a sort of routine for him.

On the fifth day though there were three big changes, two extremely good, and one depending on the results.

The first extremely good news was that Roy had finally managed to reach Rank 1 Blood Mage, and this art was integrated with the other elements.

His 'Broad as Universe' magic cultivation art was extremely badass, as he was able to integrate almost any kind of art, or element in it, as long as he was able to cultivate it.

Furthermore, he had also made some success in the Bloody-Soul slave seal, and shortly he would be able to reach full success with it. He was extremely confident with it.

Meaning that in a short time his 'little princess' his special Time Mage would be finally under his full control.

The second extremely good news was that the three ladies inside the Pleasure Room had finally succumbed to him, and his methods and had accepted him as their Master.

As long as he achieved success with the Bloody-Soul slave seal he would cast it upon them as well and take them out of there.

Clearly without the others knowing about them, as he was planning to send them inside Gaia for some training first.

And the third news, which he would be unable to determine without the result was that his scouting beasts had found the traces of not one, but two armies approaching his tribe camp.

He was unaware of the two armies' sizes, and detailed description, but one thing was for sure they were much stronger than the first time, and a bloody battle was approaching his tribe.

The tribe people, warriors, and not even his Harem Palace members knew anything about this, as he was planning to form a small scouting team with his Harem Palace members to find out about them.

On the dawn break of the 6th day, he had formed a team with 20 members of his Harem Palace and was making his way towards the closest enemy.

Even though he didn't have detailed information on the two armies, there was something he did understand though.

One of these armies was coming from the direction of the Coyote tribe, while the other was from the direction that the previous army had arrived.

It was clear that the leader of this army was that Young Master Fjord, as he most likely had returned with much more warriors, and much more strength to take him down.

What made Roy a bit worried and surprised though was the fact that even the Coyote army was attacking almost at the same time as Young Master Fjord.

A clearly dangerous thought crept into his mind, that he didn't want to admit at the moment, but that it was most probably true.

He didn't know why, or how, but there was a big possibility that these two damned armies in front of him were coordinating their attacks.

But even though they were coordinating it wasn't in full trust coordination either, as Young Master Fjord's army was walking at a much slower pace, than the Coyote army.

Maybe it was because they had larger numbers, or they were carrying something heavy, but Roy could swear that it was just a way to let the Coyote and his tribe clash first.

Just like the snipe and clam fighting each other, Roy's tribe warriors would fight the Coyote, and when both sides were exhausted, Young Master Fjord would fish them both.

This guy clearly had a huge appetite thinking that everything would go according to his plans, and he would be able to eat two birds with one stone, and Roy felt that it was his duty to teach him a lesson.

In order to achieve that though, he would have to first take care of the Coyote tribe, and their warriors.

These guys had given his people quite the entertainment during their journey earlier, now it was time for him to do the same.

With those thoughts in mind, he left his other beasts around the area in case of emergency and only picked foxy with him.

It was time 22 against an army, he was extremely looking forward to the results…