Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!-Chapter 51: Bound Of Heart

Claude looked down at the baby cradled in his arms. Iris couldn’t be more than a year or two old—small, fragile, her tiny frame so delicate that he felt as if a slight squeeze could shatter her bones like brittle glass.

And a part of him wanted to do exactly that.

Maybe to Enzo, he had appeared composed, collected, a ruler in control.

But deep inside, rage coiled within him, a seething urge to crush every last shred of happiness that man had found.

’Is it because I despise the way he lived in comfort while my mother and I fought to survive outside?’

’Or is it because he discarded us so easily… without an ounce of remorse?’

Feelings were such a complicated, fickle thing.

Claude would have preferred to feel nothing at all.

Iris eagerly sucked on the milk bottle, blissfully unaware of the horrors she had just witnessed. Her tiny hands curled, unbothered, unaffected.

’What a blessing it must be… to be a child. To be so detached from pain. Maybe it’s a curse that I was born with my memory intact.’

His fingers tightened around the bottle for a fleeting moment before he forced himself to relax.

A hesitant voice broke the silence.

"L-Lord Claude…"

Rene stood before him, stiff as a board, her eyes locked onto her child in his arms.

They were in the chamber he had assigned to her and Iris. It was nothing lavish—certainly not like the palace suite he had given to Dalia.

But it was more than generous, considering their circumstances.

"What… do you plan to do with me?"

A bold question. A smart one.

If they were a human being, Claude might have tormented her, broken her, made her into nothing more than a plaything to be used and discarded in front of Enzo.

But he couldn’t. Fortunately they were not ordinary either.

Keira had confirmed it—weak as it was, the girl had mana flowing within her.

Claude clicked his tongue. ’Damn you, Enzo. Even your wife isn’t a normal human. Do you have a thing for witches?’

Rene flinched when he sighed.

"What do you think, Rene?" His tone was unreadable.

"That I’ll sell you as a sex slave? Take your baby and discard her? Or maybe something worse?"

Her fists clenched, her shoulders shaking.

"Please…" Her voice cracked. "I will do anything—just… not that…"

Claude regarded her, gaze lingering on her trembling form. Pink hair cascading over her shoulders, emerald eyes clouded with fear.

A well-shaped body, but more than that, there was something else.

Something inside her.

He narrowed his eyes.

’What is that? Chains wrapped around her heart?’

The sight stirred something in his memory, and before he could even ask, Keira’s voice chimed in.

[An ancient spell—’Bound of Heart.’ It blocks the flow of mana throughout the body.]

Claude hummed in understanding. Mana in this world was like blood, pulsing through a person’s body, driven by the heart.

That was why his own blood had such power—why it could strengthen Sun or even turn others into daemons.

Without a second thought, he handed Iris to a nearby maid and reached out, his fingers brushing against Rene’s chest, directly over her heart.

She gasped, frozen in place, too stunned to resist.

The moment his touch met the spell, her entire body convulsed.

Rene’s hands shot up, clutching his wrist in a desperate grip. Her breath hitched, then—

She collapsed.

Claude frowned, flexing his fingers as he pulled away.

"Huh? Why?"

[The spell can only be broken by the one who cast it.]

"Tch…" He clicked his tongue. ’Annoying.’

But then, an idea slithered into his mind. His smirk returned, sharp and wicked.

’But wait… if the one who cast it was a woman…’

Claude glanced at one of the maids. His voice was calm, yet laced with quiet authority.

"Wake her up."

The maid obeyed without hesitation, stepping forward and delivering sharp slaps to Rene’s face. One after another.

A gasp tore from her lips as she jolted awake, her chest rising and falling in panicked breaths.

Claude leaned forward slightly, his gaze cold and piercing.

"Who placed that spell on you?"

Rene’s breath hitched. Her hands trembled as she clutched her chest, understanding exactly what he meant.

But when she tried to speak—

Nothing.

Not a single sound escaped her lips.

Claude let out a slow exhale, rubbing his temple. "Looks like they covered their tracks with another spell too, huh?"

He straightened, his interest in the matter dwindling. There was a banquet tomorrow, and he had better things to do than waste his time here.

’Whoever used that ancient spell, I’ll find them.’

If it was a woman, she would belong to him. If it was a man, well—he would use them. Either way, they would serve him.

The only question was who.

’They must be from Blackwood or somewhere close to Blackwood since Rene came from that town.’

’But why didn’t I notice them when I was there? No matter… I’ll make them come to me instead.’

His lips curled into a smirk.

He turned to Rene, his voice carrying a cruel amusement.

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"Try to stay alive as long as you can in this palace, Rene. When I return, I hope you’re still breathing."

With that, he left—his back to the mother and child, his smile sharp and unforgiving.

But the truth was, they wouldn’t last long.

Claude knew it. The daemons despised humans to their core. And with Rene’s mana sealed, they would see her as nothing more than an easy target.

’If they survive until I find that person, good. If not… I’ll simply record their suffering and toss their corpses to Enzo.’

A silent order flickered through his mind. One of the Revenant Legion knights would shadow them, unseen, while Keira recorded their every move.

’This will be fun.’

As he walked down the grand hall, his robe billowed elegantly behind him. The air carried an air of excitement, a predatory thrill humming in his veins.

Tonight, he would hunt.

Not for prey, but for women.

’Let’s see how many I can take for myself.’

A chuckle rumbled in his chest, light and pleased, as he stepped into the his office, now time to work!