"Impossible!" Samarishit blurted out in disbelief. Every noble in the room was staring at Damon as if they had just witnessed the laws of the world break apart.
The captain who had spoken earlier clenched his fist again, his eyes widening even further. "It's real," he whispered. "The blessingโฆ It's still there."
Another elder closed his eyes for a moment, sensing the change within himself.
"The blessing has spread across the entire settlement."
"That is the ancestor's blessing!"
Murmurs erupted through the chamber.
"Butโฆ how?"
"He was rejected!"
"The blood should not obey him!"
Damon grinned. The blessings part was done. Now he was ready to move onto the next. He ordered his blood avatar standing amidst the crowd of nobles to instigate the group further.
"So what if you are able to do this small thing? What's a small buff going to do? Do you even know who our enemies are?"
This was more than enough. Another noble chimed in. "Our enemies outside are not weaklings. Six B-rank powerhouses stand at our gates. Even with the ancestor's blessing, a handful of C-ranks like us cannot change the outcome of that battle. Mere parlour tricks just won't cut it. You need to step down from the throne."
A few others immediately agreed.
"Yes!"
"A minor blessing will not save this clan!"
"The real power of the ancestor's blood lies in the throne's authority!"
Another noble stepped forward and raised his voice. "If you truly control the ancestor's blood, then activate the castle formations! Strengthen the barrier! Command the throne to repel the invaders!"
Murmurs spread rapidly through the chamber again.
"Yes, activate the domain defense!"
"The throne should be able to repel enemies!"
Just as the crowd became chaotic again, Damon calmly closed his eyes and focussed on the drop of blood again. He willed for the blood to connect with the space around him. Soon he found a weak connection between the space he was in and the blood.
He focussed more on the weak connection when abruptly power gushed out. It was as if a dam had burst open.
Damon could all of a sudden feel the thin barrier that stretched out across the entire settlement.
At first it felt distant, like a faint thread brushing against his mind. But the moment the ancestor's blood responded, that thread suddenly thickened and multiplied. Countless invisible lines spread outward from the throne, weaving through the walls of the castle, across the streets of the city, and far beyond the outer ramparts.
It was the domain.
The castle was not just stone and towers. It was a massive formation tied directly to the throne and to the blood of the founding ancestor. Every wall, every tower, every defensive array was connected to the drop of blood he now held.
Damon inhaled slowly as the overwhelming flow of information rushed into his mind.
"So that's how it works," he murmured.
Outside the castle, the crimson barrier flickered weakly above the settlement, barely holding its shape as the distant B-rank auras pressed against it like massive tidal waves.
The moment Damon touched the connection, the entire structure responded.

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