Book 2: Chapter 363

Sp-, spare me

A young woman begged with tears streaming down her face.

Her face was pale, and her entire body shook incessantly from fear.

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Lucids movements stopped.

The tip of his sword, which was raised high in preparation to swing, quivered uncontrollably.

Perhaps this action gave the young woman hope, as her horrified expression gained a hint of expectation.

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Bang!

Suddenly, a giant hand of bone appeared in the air before smas.h.i.+ng the woman to bits.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Lucid wasnt spared from the impromptu shower. The drops of blood standing out starkly on his pitch black armor.

[its still not perfect.]

Diablo let out a long sigh.

Hed thought hed been able to completely corrupt Lucids heroic character, but he had been wrong. The command system had been established perfectly, but it seemed that he still needed to make some adjustments when it came to particular details.

He looked around.

Although his surroundings were a scene of misery and horror, Diablos unmoving heart was not affected. Instead, he was just calculating how many undead he would be able to extract from this city.

Even though he had already received the cooperation of most Wizards, a trump card like Lucid, and killed Snow, it was still a bit reckless to openly take on the entire continent on his own.

The majority of people here are just civilians without any combat capabilities. Even if I revived all of them, they wouldnt be very useful.

It would be very difficult for him to obtain a useful army here.

Of course, if he were to slowly inject his death energy into them over time it would be possible for him to transform them into a useful force. But, unfortunately, Diablo didnt have that much time.

Iris Phisfounder easily had the ability to call reinforcements. Of course, it wouldnt be much of a threat unless she brought in a major player like Ivan, but Diablo was not in his prime state yet.

There was no need to bet on unclear odds.

Moreover, the goal of this attack wasnt to kill someone.

[I didnt think you would come personally.]

As he said that, Diablo turned to look behind him.

Asilla was standing there.

Srrng-

Lucid drew his sword and tried to step in front of him, but Diablo raised his bleached white hand.

[Asilla Goldiroth, the DemiG.o.ds plaything. How does it feel to live while trapped in that fragile body.] (TL: So she

is

a Dragon.)

[I cant imagine that it would be pleasant.]

The flames in Diablos eye sockets burned brightly.

Asilla met his gaze for a while before finally opening her mouth.

Did you really need to do this?

[Hmm.]

If you had tried to negotiate, I would have agreed.

[I do not believe so.]

Why?

[Because if that truly were the case, you would not have called the Black Witch immediately after obtaining that item.]

Asillas eyes went wide.

[Theres no need to be so surprised. There wasnt a leak of information. It was purely a speculative conclusion. It hadnt been long since you obtained that item and Iris appeared in this city. That wouldnt have been possible without a quick and accurate response. In other words, you had no intention of giving that item to me from the beginning.]

do you even know what that thing is?

[It seems you believe I am unreasonable enough to be greedy over something that I dont know the true value of.]

Crunch.

His skeletal fingers twitched ominously.

[I have a question for you.]

As expected, he also had a goal.

Perhaps that was the reason he was still allowing Asilla to live.

[Where did you obtain that box?]

shouldnt you know as well? I heard that you arrived just after I retrieved the box.

[Thats roughly true. But I would still like to be sure. Of course, it doesnt matter if you dont want to answer.]

In that case I wouldnt have more business with you.

Although he didnt say those last words, it was basically spelled out by the atmosphere.

Asilla hesitated.

In all honesty, it wasnt that difficult to answer his question.

However, what would happen next? It had been less than a minute since shed started this confrontation with Diablo. According to Peran, she needed to buy at least 9 more minutes.

She knew if they were to fight she wouldnt even last 10 seconds, let alone 9 minutes, so she had to find some way to drag on the conversation

Should she try to trick him? Or say that she couldnt tell him so easily?

No, she couldnt. That wouldnt work.

Diablo had probably spoken his true feelings.

It wouldnt matter to him whether she told him or not, he was just trying to be sure.

This person would have no regrets even if he didnt get to hear a definite answer from Asilla.

In that case

The Amakan Desert.

First of all, confess the truth.

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Diablos eyes s.h.i.+mmered slightly.

Perhaps it was because he found Asillas compliance surprising.

Or maybe the answer he received was different from what he was expecting.

The answer came a few moments later in the form of a murmur from Diablo.

[I see, as expected.]

As he said those words, the hand that had been restraining Lucid fell.

Then Diablo spoke in a brief tone.

[Now to end this.]

* * *

A familiar place.

This was the thought Lukas had as he opened his eyes.

Whether it was a dream or reality, his mind was a bit clouded. But that wasnt because there was a problem with his mind. Instead, it was as if this s.p.a.ce forcibly blurred his consciousness.

The name Great Mage must be crying.

A voice drifted into his ears.

When he turned his head, he was met with the unfamiliar face of a familiar person.

A man, the same Kasajin hed met last time.

He was sitting on a boulder, swinging his skinny legs in a motion that didnt match his aura.

0

His memories slowly came back to him. Lukas had been here before, and hed also met Kasajin before.

It was strange.

Why had he forgotten this?

I wasnt bored.

what?

Watching you roll around like that, time pa.s.sed really quickly. But what the h.e.l.l? Roll, roll, roll How the h.e.l.l did the worlds Lukas Trowman become like that? No. Thats not it.

Kasajin smiled cheekily.

Youve always been like that.

Like what?

Youve always been more comfortable when youre rolling around in dog s.h.i.+t than when youre at ease Theres a word for that. What was it again? I think they call it masochism?

What the h.e.l.l are you talking about?

Kekeke.

Perhaps it was because of his joke, or Kasajins vulgar laughter.

But Lukas also burst into a ridiculous laugh before his expression changed.

Kasajin.

What?

are you the real Kasajin?

It might just be his feeling, but when he said those words, Lukas felt like his surroundings became a bit clearer.

But he still couldnt tell where this place was.

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Maybe he really was dreaming.

Im not sure if there is enough time.

What?

Follow me and see for yourself.

As he said that, Kasajin got up from his seat.

What kind of place this is.

(TL: This will be the last part of a chapter. And for reference, its the second half of chapter 223.

Going forward, the chapters will be posted in their completed state. )