Ashroth's brows knitted when he heard this. He really didn't like the idea of a human staying near her, but seeing how determined she was, he could only agree to it.
"Alright. He can stay with you." He nodded.
"Thank you, big brother." Amara sweetly smiled at him. She then waved her hand and grabbed Max with her demon energy claw. "Let's go, brother. We have to celebrate your release today."
Saying this, she tugged at Ashroth's hand and flew into the sky.
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After a while, they arrived at Amara's place, which was a middle-sized villa on the eastern side of the mansion and compared to the places where Osmont and others lived, it was quite secluded.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
They landed in front of the villa and walked inside on foot.
Ashroth glanced at Amara and asked, "Wouldn't it have been easier if we directly flew in?"
Hearing this, Amara apologetically smiled, "I'm sorry, big brother. But one and half year ago, I established a flight restriction formation here. So, we can't fly inside."
"Oh?" Hearing this, Ashroth frowned and closed his eyes. After a moment, he looked at her and asked, "There are other formation in the place too, right? Such as an offensive and defensive formation."
"Y-Yes." Amara hesitantly nodded.
Ashroth's expression turned ugly when he saw her expression and asked, "After I was imprisoned, our other siblings bullied you, right? That's why you have all this in place, and is this also why I haven't seen a single servant here?"
By the time he finished speaking, his voice had turned icy, his eyes were flashing with killing intent and blood red energy started seeping out of him.
Amara's eyes flashed with hatred as she nodded. "Yes. That's why."
Hearing her confirmation, he suddenly burst out in laughter, "HAHAHAHAH! You bastards dared to bully my sister in my absence. Good! Good! Good!"
His voice reverberated throughout the mansion.
When people recognised the voice, some became happy because they knew he had come out of the prison, while some trembled in fear. Most of those who felt fear were the people who bullied Amara.
In the mansion's main hall, Orlan chuckled when he heard his son's angry voice and murmured, "Hehe, finally things are going to turn lively around here."
In his quarters, Osmont frowned when he heard the voice and laughed mockingly, "I'll let you be arrogant for a while before ending you once and for all. Only I can be this branch's leader, no one else."
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"Hey, brother. It's alright. I handled it perfectly on my own. You don't have to worry about it. Furthermore, since you are out now, no will dare to do anything to me." Amara said, trying to calm Ashroth down.
Ashroth took a deep breath and smiled. "Let's forget about it for now. We need to celebrate, right? Let's go in. It's been ages since I last tasted your cooking."
They then walked inside the villa, with Max silently following them.
He was looking at Ashroth's back in thought. 'So, he really has awakened his bloodline.'
When Max was going to follow them to the main hall, Ashroth looked at him and pointed to the rooms near the entrance. "Go, choose a room, and stay there."
Hearing the order, Max glanced at Amara, who discreetly nodded at him.
He sighed inwardly. 'What a pity! I also wanted to have some food.' He then returned to the entrance, chose a room randomly, and opened it.
Creak~
Whoosh!
When the door opened, a gust of air flew toward him, carrying a lot of dust along. Max reacted quickly and stepped back.
"Damn. Has it not been cleaned in a hundred years or what?" He cursed when he saw the entire interior of the room covered with spider webs and dust.
He closed the door and walked to the room beside it. When he opened the door, it was in the same condition.
'Do I really have to clean it?' He thought.
Sighing, he entered the room and started cleaning it.
He used his elemental fire to burn all the spiders and spider webs before manually cleaning all the dust.
After he was done cleaning, he closed the door and took his bed out because the one in the room was made of stone.
He then took out some emergency food, cooked it with his fire and ate it and then fell asleep because he hadn't slept even for a second after arriving on the demon continent.
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While Max slept peacefully, Amara's villa was quite lively.
Initially, there were only Amara and Ashroth, but a while later, the watcher had arrived. It wasn't the end, as their other siblings also started arriving one by one. Only Osmont, a few others who weren't present in the city, didn't come. After them, some elders such as Seriath and Keritch also arrived to congratulate Ashroth.
The duo welcomed all of them and fed them food and drinks. After everyone was done, all the elders, except the watcher, left, leaving only the demon siblings.
"Ahem! Amara, I would like to apologise to you for my past behaviour. I shouldn't have acted like that." One of the siblings said with an apologetic expression.
He then took out a wooden box and sent it in front of Amara with his demon energy. "Here a little gift. I hope you would forget my past foolishness and forgive me."
Amara looked at this brother of hers and recalled that he was one of those people who threatened her servants to not work at her place.
There was a rule in the tribe that no demon could be enslaved no matter how poor or weak he may be. Therefore, all the servants that worked for them did so of their own volition and they had the right to stop working if they wanted.
Because of this rule, Amara couldn't do anything about the servants leaving her side because of her siblings, and was forced to do her chores on her own.
Of course, she could use slaves of other races, but she didn't like doing so. This was also one of the reasons why Seriath and Keritch were suspicious of Max, because why would she take in a human slave when she didn't do it, even when she needed them the most?
When Amara didn't say anything for a while, the demon became nervous and angry. If it wasn't because he feared Ashroth, he wouldn't have bothered to apologise.
But now that he had done so, she wasn't saying anything intentionally. So how could he not be angry? But he didn't dare show it since Ashroth was sitting beside her.
Forcefully calming his anger, he said with a forced smile, "How about you take a look and see if you like my gift?"
Amara thought for a moment. She knew it didn't matter if she forgave them and took their gifts now because her big brother wouldn't let anyone who oppressed her go scot-free.
Thinking this, she smiled and nodded lightly before opening the box. A fist sized dark green fruit appeared before her.
When the other siblings saw it, they exclaimed in surprise.
One female demon who was sitting beside the demon who gave the fruit and asked, "Isn't this the green ghost fruits which you have been saving up for a long time to use when breaking through to the four-star realm?"
The first demon forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah. This is the only thing I have that can express how apologetic I am toward little sister Amara."
Amara's eyes glowed when she saw the fruit. This green ghost fruit was a very precious and rare fruit that could purify their demon energy and make breaking into the four-star realm easier.
"Do you like my gift, little sister?" The demon asked.
"Hmm. It's alright. I'll accept it." Amara nodded and put away the fruit.
When the demon saw how nonchalant she acted, he almost wanted to shout, 'That's a green ghost fruit, for god's sake! You won't be able to buy one even if you have enough money.'
Other siblings' mouth also twitched at this. But they only smile before offering their apology and gifts one by one to Amara.
After Amara accepted everyone's gifts, Ashroth spoke up, "Since you guys are done, you can leave now."
Hearing this, everyone stood up, bade their farewell with a smile and went away, leaving only Amara, Ashroth and the watcher.
The watcher looked at them and smiled fondly. "I'm glad to see you two aren't rash like before. You really grew up."
The sibling duo just smiled at this. After they talked for some time, the watcher said, "Little girl. You go and rest now. I want to talk to your big brother about something."
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