[Primogenitor Bloodline Crystal — Manufacturing Recipe
1. Primogenitor Essence Blood ×1
2. Pure Magic Crystals ×10
3. Vampire Blood Crystals ×5]
[Note: Primogenitor Essence Blood can be replaced with a primordial soul]
Staring at the formula, Ren's face showed clear joy.
To be honest, he originally planned to sell the primordial soul. But if it had use, why not take advantage?
Thinking so, Ren smirked. The crafting blueprint instantly integrated into his mind.
This blueprint didn't just give instructions—it merged the entire crafting process into Ren's memories.
He would still need hands-on practice, of course.
Magic began gathering. A crystal slowly formed in Ren's hand.
This level of magical crystallization was effortless for him.
Next…
Ren took out blood samples he had collected from Remilia and Flandre.
Under his magic, droplets of blood crystallized immediately.
"Now all that's left is fusing the primordial soul. But… will there be side effects?"
Ren was actually worried the primordial soul might influence Remilia and Flandre. That would be troublesome.
Frowning, he focused his consciousness into the blueprint's memory.
Standing before a blood-red crystal, Ren sensed scarlet eyes glaring at him from within.
The Primogenitor blood was alive.
But that wasn't what he focused on.
He studied the version where the primordial soul was fused.
A wave of his hand—
Same crystal, different feeling.
"So different ingredients really produce different outcomes…"
Silence.
Standing before the crystal, even when touching it, Ren felt no Primogenitor pressure.
A soul roared from within. Blood flowed like boiling fire. The dominant primordial soul tried to seize control of everything.
But…
The magic within the blood seemed to call out to something, heating violently.
Another soul appeared within the blood—tearing the primordial soul apart.
Magic waned, blood activity weakened, but new magic poured in again, reigniting the struggle.
"I see…"
Ren immersed himself in understanding the manufacturing process.
Meanwhile, the Minamiya household fell silent.
Without Ren feeding them, breakfast felt bleak.
He had been working nonstop on the Primogenitor Bloodline Crystal since last night.
A purple-grade food item was far more difficult to craft than a magical item.
He had studied nekomata bloodline crystals in the DxD world, but this was a much more complex process.
Now…
The dining table was silent.
Flandre had no energy. She puffed her cheeks while eating her breakfast gloomily.
Remilia clicked her tongue, clearly feeling something missing.
Ophis sat at the table, eating calmly. Then she looked at Avrora. Under Avrora's puzzled gaze, she lifted Avrora's breakfast and fed it to her.
"Feed friend… Ren fed me. I feed Avrora."
"Mhm… As expected of my friend. Your respect honors me."
Two girls on totally different frequencies were now engaging in a feeding game.
Seeing their interaction, Flandre whimpered and muttered:
"Big brother didn't eat breakfast with us today… No one fed Flandre… Flandre is sad."
"Flandre, you need to learn to eat on your own."
"But sis, you're clearly unhappy too."
"I am not…"
Remilia absolutely refused to admit she had gotten used to Ren feeding her.
Seeing her sister's blatant tsundere behavior, Flandre expertly pulled out her recorder.
(You don't even tell stories before bed anymore. Truly an unqualified master! Hurry up and come back!)
(Stupid master! You said you'd wake me up every morning! Where did you run off to!?)
(If master isn't here this morning… then no one will feed me breakfast… Uwaaaaah—! Unqualified! You dare call yourself my master? Dream on!)
Silence.
The entire table fell into the longest silence in history.
Not only Remilia—everyone was speechless
Looking at the recorder in Flandre's hand, Remilia's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her trembling hand slowly lifted, her mouth shaking as she asked her question. "F-F-Flandre, w-w-when did you record that?"
"Um… since I know Sister always likes to act tsundere, Flandre carries a recorder every day. As long as I see Sister's expression, I know she's about to start being tsundere, so I start recording or taking photos. Big Brother Ren isn't here, so of course Flandre has to take up this responsibility."
Flandre said this with a matter-of-fact expression.
Don't treat that kind of thing like some noble responsibility—Natsuki silently complained in her heart after hearing this. This child has really been led astray by Ren…
"Uwaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Remilia's little face flushed completely red. As if unable to endure anymore, she let out a shriek and dashed back to her room.
With a bang, the door shut tightly. It seemed Remilia wouldn't be coming out today.
She had been heard by everyone. The dignified image she believed she had was now completely shattered. This was no different from social death.
Although… no one ever thought this kid had any dignity to begin with.
It could only be called a sad reality.
Flandre watched Remilia return to her room and let out a sigh, as if she didn't take this matter seriously at all.
To her sister, being bullied like this every day had already become normal. She would probably come out in a few hours. Still, Flandre thought she should check on her sister later…
Natsuki lifted her teacup and spoke calmly. "Veldiana, tea."
The vampire maid Veldiana stepped forward with an annoyed expression. "Why do I have to stay here and serve as your maid?"
"A Caruana with no territory wants to participate in the Blazing Banquet. Isn't this the only way?"
"Tch…"
Grumbling under her breath, Veldiana took the teacup and went to make tea.
Natsuki glanced at the people sitting around the table. She couldn't help feeling something was missing. It wasn't as lively as before…
With a helpless smile, she shook her head.
"I guess I've gotten used to that man being around without noticing…"