Blood Summoner: Rise of Weaponmancer

Jordan really wants to be alive and free from the shackles of the curse, that will help him in many ways other than just having an independent sanity.

For the next one week, Jordan spent his time preparing for the visit he gathered most of his monetary values and saved them in his spatial item.

To him, removing the curse was nothing more than a dream come true.

And most time, dream doesn't come true without a price being payed, he was even more than lucky that his price to pay was just money, others would have died seeking to make their dreams come true.

Loss families, lost friends and others that are dare to them without a chance to gain them back even after their dream have come true.

Before one knew it, it was already time for the visit of the curse master.

He was so different on that day, he woke up with Mia being cuddled gently in his embrace.

He readied himself and left on Rocky, soon they arrived at Tanwo pavilion.

He was pretty early though because at that time, the Tanwo pavilion was only opening.

Giving his status he was given a VVIP room to stay in wait for the curse master that was scheduled to arrive about two hours from now.

As he expected he was not the only one that wanted to see the curse master today because barely thirty minutes after he arrived, Others started walking in.

He was in the VVIP room as the only person, so no one even the other nobles was able to enter.

Two hours passed and the curse master made his galant entrance into the Tanwo pavilion, revered by even alchemist lords and crafter monarchs.

He secured a VVIP room as well, so others needed the visit token to access that room or else they will have to pay for the visit token at the spot and also pay 50% of the VVIP entrance fee.

He was exempted from that, this place was owned his relative and his dad was the mayor.

Just a word from him and the whole pavilion will be closed, so who the heck has the guts to talk to him in the wrong way.

First come first serve, as the first person to come because of the curse master and also because of the visit token he was allowed in the room first.

The room was well designed, the furniture were brandy and top class.

After walking into the room, he discovered the curse master.

He was at elderly, his hair grey from old age but his body was still strong and agile and his eyes was still brilliant, the cultivation he majored in was essence cultivation and he was already at the mid stage of transcending human realm.

His clothes was jet black, on his chest there was the intercontinental emblem of the curse masters.

Jordan bowed slightly before taking a seat opposite the curse master.

"Good day, master." He greeted to which the curse master respond with a sharp nod and a smile.

"Oh boy, your curse is really peculiar, it's already going to ten years now, meaning that it's nearing it's critical stage" The curse master examined him and said with a smile.

"Nearing the critical stage, please master help me dispell the curse, I'm ready to pay any amount." Jordan was panicky after hearing that, he was already nearing the critical stage no wonder the curse has started overreacting.

"Sorry to tell you this, I'm only a 3-star curse master, to dispell such a peculiar curse that has neared the critical state you need to meet at least a 6-star curse master which is so rare in the great sun empire. but hopes are not lost. I can't help you dispell it but it's possible to help you find the course of the curse." The curse master smiled.

Jordan was all ears, after hearing the first part of the curse master words he was kinda hopeless once again but after hearing the last part, his eyes displayed a bright and hopeful

glint.

"Please help me find the course."

"That isn't possible, I can do it right now." He said with a smile.

.....

Almost one hours later, in the sky, on top of rocky was Jordan looking at a piece of paper that contained the picture of the person that his brain was telling him to kill.

After the help of the curse master, he was able to know the course of his curse even clearly.

Although the image of this person only appeared once, he was able to draw it down and also marked the location that the voice in his head said the person was.

He kept the paper inside his spatial item after much time of staring at it, if that was the person he has to kill to get off the curse then there was no need holding back in the slightest because that was really important, getting the curse off himself was top priority, something he would even choose over his father's businesses.

"Red haired, contrasting eyes, demonic core as his power vessel and the possession of those souls that blurred in the image that appeared in my brain. his age wasn't specified, but his current strength can only possessed by someone who's at least as old as myself or even older. sorry to whosoever it's, I Jordan will not hold back." He swore to himself as he flew through the air on the back of rocky.

He didn't fly toward his house, instead he flew towards the main house.

The one that housed his father, the mayor and his mother, also his two eldest brothers who were the candidates of the seat as the next Mayor of the capital city.

They were stronger than the three younger ones and they have indepth knowledge of everything around the capital city.

After landing on the ground, as usual he was greeted.

This time he did not hesitate to wave at them, after the curse was over he won't be bothered anymore about his relationship with the workers of the mayor family.

Infact he will be getting his workers together after that, with that he won't have to bother about minor chores and security Matter in his house when he is away.

His father Micheal Lowell walked out with his hands behind his back, he was the mayor of the capital city.

Someone that was recognized by the emperor of great sun empire, he has a lot of history behind him.

A martial arts powerhouse, someone with superior knowledge in trade and rulership.

He wasn't the only son of the previous city mayor, neither was he the first or second son, but because of his prowess and knowledge his brothers had to give way for him to become the next head.

Though there was some battle between them which involved the shedding of blood, that was expected.

Even if one has the mind to leave such a superior seat, in the future they will feel the heat of their action and try to get it back by force but unfortunately, they weren't that much of a powerhouse when compared with Micheal Lowell so after taking a beating or two they backed off from the battlefield and tried to maintain a good relationship with him.

"Son, what do you hold your unexpected visit today?" Michael Lowell said with a smile on his face.

He was fairly dark skinned like Jordan, his hair was slightly short and it was kind of a mixture of blue and white, the white overshadowing the other.

Jordan knew the reason his father was acting this way, it wouldn't be far from him declining his request to see him and not showing up in person during family meetings that he has called for.

After welcoming his son, both father and soon sat in a penthouse alone discussing what Jordan has brought up.

"Don't worry, even if you leave, your part of the business will still function and it's for you until the day you decide not to own it anymore. about the other one, you just have to make a request at the exert time and it will be given to you."

Jordan was grateful, once those two request of his is settled he will have no regrets.

Wine was served by the advisor of the Mayor, both father and son enjoyed the wine while watching the peaceful scene with a bright look in their eyes.

Just then, a beautiful Middle age lady walked into the penthouse, she was no other than his mother, Elizabeth. her skin was fair and free from blemish, her figure was slender and average in the rightful places.

"Don't tell me, your came visiting without saying hi to mother." She said with a smile as she sat beside her husband.

Looking at two, it was like looking at the other persons that ruled over his world.

After discussing more, he bade them farewell and set out on a journey.