Chapter 462. Alright, Let's Start the Deal (1~)
“…….”
The Dragon King, one of the Three Emperors, descended upon the pile of stones rising like a tomb. He gestured with his hand.
Kwaang-!
The water swirled and, in an instant, pushed away the surrounding pile of stones.
“…….”
His hardened expression didn’t relax.
“—…Survived this…?”
An enormous pile of stones. They were the ruins of Moraka Castle. And when he moved the pile of stones, there was nothing.
Everyone had escaped.
He extended his hand.
Saaaaaaa-
Following the flow of the water, several stones were caught in his hand. He applied force.
Pasak!
The stone immediately broke. So weak…
“Did he survive?”
This sea’s force? This force isn’t weak. Among countless water attribute powers, he received the ‘multicolored-level’ recognition and the First Emperor’s acknowledgment, allowing him to receive the title of Emperor.
‘Third Emperor.’
The First Emperor said:
‘Multicolored-level unique energy is a god-like power.’
Yes, he clearly said that. With his unique energy, he could match the power of a god related to water, or even easily surpass some gods depending on the situation, like fire or magma. That’s why, in the world where the First Emperor had become a Transcendent, he thought he wasn’t inferior to the arrogant gods who believed themselves superior, and that he could confront them.
‘That guy survived that.’
Cale Henituse. That guy hadn’t defeated him. He had only survived. But the Third Emperor couldn’t believe it.
“How did he survive my power with only ancient powers?”
Wasn’t that impossible?
‘It’s just inherited power.’
Ancient power. It’s not his own power. It’s power inherited from someone. Therefore, it can’t surpass the unique energy he himself has developed, and its limits are clear. There would be limitations in self-growth using something from another, wouldn’t there?
‘But, how did that guy—’
Possess the power to resist multicolored-level unique energy? Furthermore—
“With a contaminated body?”
His body was clearly contaminated by Chaos. The Dragon King’s gaze, one of the Three Emperors, turned to the side.
“Right?”
At his gaze, the Wanderers lowered their heads without saying anything. The Dragon King, one of the Three Emperors, with a long white beard like that of an immortal. His long white hair and white beard were trembling.
‘He’s angry.’
Wanderer Cho realized the Dragon King was very angry.
‘Well, after boasting so much, it’s natural to be furious at having lost.’
Always boasting of being one of the Three Emperors, doing whatever he wanted, but now that he had suffered this, he was very upset, but Wanderer Cho didn’t show it.
‘Stay still!’
His sister, Wanderer Ryeon, had been giving him signals not to interfere.
‘Hmm.’
And personally, Wanderer Cho found it strange, so he didn’t feel like interfering.
‘It’s strange.’
The Dragon King, one of the Three Emperors. His furious appearance, his appearance struggling with the sea… That used to be very frightening. Because he wields fire and magma. Wanderer Cho, who was between the Dragon King and his subordinates due to his attribute, couldn’t help but feel intimidated.
‘It’s truly strange.’
But today, even after seeing the Dragon King using the power of the sea…
‘It’s not scary!’
It wasn’t scary. Or rather, it didn’t seem like everything would go as he wanted. Why?
‘…That guy—’
Strangely, it didn’t seem like that guy would suffer.
‘Yes, Cale Henituse.’
It didn’t seem like that guy would lose. That guy who looked directly into the God of Chaos’ eyes with confidence. The immense energy that guy emanated.
Wanderer Cho. He wasn’t as intelligent as his sister Ryeon. He was rather short-tempered and short-sighted. Although he knew it, there was something he trusted.
‘I have a hunch.’
Intuition. His intuition told him. Cale Henituse. That guy would surely do something big.
‘And that that guy isn’t going to lose.’
Somehow, he felt he shouldn’t mess with that guy in the future. Out of the corner of his eye. Wanderer Cho’s gaze turned to his sister Ryeon. At this moment, the siblings realized they had the same thoughts. And when both of them had the same thoughts, that idea was correct one hundred out of one hundred times.
“…….”
“…….”
They looked at each other for a moment and then lowered their heads. The Dragon King, one of the Three Emperors. Because they had seen his anger and confusion move in another direction.
“General Mol, of the Demon King’s army.”
General Mol, of the eighth army, the Demon King’s most powerful army. The master of betrayals, called the hand behind. He was still there.
“Yes, Third Emperor.”
He politely bowed before the Dragon King, who surely wouldn’t even know of his existence. Because he had seen the Third Emperor’s strength up close. And—
‘Krk.’
Interesting. He was enjoying the situation. Quite a bit.
‘He’s angry at having lost.’
After boasting so much, he seemed very upset because the guys he was targeting had escaped without suffering much damage.
‘Unfortunate guy.’
Although he had no intention of sinking the Demon King’s army into the sea… if Mol or Terosa hadn’t given the evacuation order to the Demon King’s army, he would surely have made even the Demon King’s army drown to achieve his goal.
‘Tsk. Why did they let themselves be swept away?’
And he would surely have said this. To the Dragon King, ordinary demons would surely be useless beings, not even obstacles.
‘How nice.’
The Dragon King’s voice was heard.
“You said you brought the Demon King’s army here, right?”
“Yes.”
“And you also confronted the God of Chaos’ sect and Cale Henituse’s group inside the castle, right?”
“Yes.”
“How was it?”
General Mol, the leader of the third army, found no reason to lie. Cale Henituse hadn’t told him to lie either. His agreement with Cale was only a ‘deal for the gray disease.’ So—
“The God of Chaos’ sect’s highest-ranking paladin and Cale Henituse joined forces.”
Can I do whatever I want?
“…What?”
In fact, to Mol, the highest-ranking paladin and the God of Chaos’ sect were more unpleasant than Cale Henituse. Because they had tried to betray him, in the Demon Kingdom.
“The highest-ranking paladin decided to save Cale Henituse, and escaped with his paladins.”
This is true. He had to do it because Cale Henituse threatened him with his own life. Anyway, this is true.
“…Where’s the Pope and why are you only talking about the highest-ranking paladin?”
“Ah. The Pope is almost dead. He might already be dead.”
“What?”
Mol, the master of betrayals. He hated both the God of Chaos’ sect and the hunter family, who had caused this chaos in the Demon Kingdom and tried to conspire from behind. So, without realizing it, he had been preparing for a betrayal. Yes, it’s a kind of habit.
“The highest-ranking paladin tried to kill the Pope.”
“…You say that guy tried to kill the Pope? Is that true?”
Saaaaaaa-
The water swirled around the Dragon King. The pressure that he would kill him if there were any lies in Mol’s words was transmitted, and Mol was calm. Because it was true.
“Yes. He tried to kill him. For real.”
“…….”
Saaaa-
The flow of water decreased. Because the Dragon King didn’t sense any lies in Mol’s words.
“Of course, Cale Henituse was the one who almost killed the Pope.”
“Yes?”
“Yes. He was very powerful.”
Psik. The Dragon King scoffed and said:
“Are you telling me that guy is powerful in front of me? Do you dare, in front of me?”
At the anger of the beast that had lost its prey, Mol calmly replied:
“I can’t lie. He’s powerful. He was contaminated by the Pope’s Chaos, but anyway, the Pope lost to him.”
“…Hmm.”
At Mol’s firmness, the Dragon King calmed down.
“I see.”
He nodded.
“As he’s someone who has subdued even the Pope, he must be powerful. And as he’s someone who made the highest-ranking paladin betray the Pope to join him, he must be intelligent.”
It was different from the truth. But Mol remained silent.
“If he’s someone so amazing, I’ve been quite careless.”
The Dragon King was quite in a good mood. He opened his mouth.
“I should meet the Demon King.”
Even if those guys had teleported, they wouldn’t have escaped the Demon Kingdom.
“Yes. I’ll accompany you.”
Terosa got angry at how he called the Demon King without any respect, but General Mol treated the Dragon King respectfully, and the Dragon King showed a satisfied smile. Then, his gaze turned to the side. The guy his subordinates had captured before confronting Cale Henituse.
“The highest-ranking paladin also escaped. This guy knows the most.”
A high-ranking paladin was lying down, tied up. General Mol remembered the conversation Cale had with the highest-ranking paladin.
‘Our leader. Leave that group of superior paladins who left him like that.’
That guy. That fallen paladin seemed like he would be very useful later in the deal with Cale Henituse.
‘Hmm.’
General Mol touched the nape of his neck. Although it was hidden under his clothes, something dark red was stuck to his nape.
‘They said it was to find me, right?’
The guy called Heavenly Demon. That’s what he left on General Mol’s nape while following the highest-ranking paladin.
‘The Heavenly Demon will finally come looking for me.’
Because he had surely put it there for that.
‘No.’
Cale Henituse’s entire group will soon come to where I am.
“I’ll accompany you to the Demon King’s castle.”
Because he had to go see the Demon King.
Uuuung-uuung-
Feeling the vibration of the Sacred Object on his chest gradually decreasing, General Mol waited for his next encounter with Cale Henituse. And the Wanderer siblings Cho and Ryeon, who were observing the Wanderers moving the Third Emperor. Cho picked up a small broken stone and put it in his chest. And Ryeon looked at that scene with a meaningful expression.
There was nothing left in the castle. The minds of those leaving were busy thinking about their own benefits.
And as soon as they arrived at the Demon King’s castle, General Mol went to look for someone.
“So that happened?”
Tuk tuk. The person who was looking out the window with a bored expression turned his head to look at General Mol.
“How did you find Cale Henituse?”
General Mol honestly answered his master, the ‘Bored Demon King.’
“You said he was quite interesting when you met the God of Chaos and the First Emperor, right?”
General Mol maliciously smiled upon seeing the slight gleam in his master’s eyes, who seemed about to die.
“You’ll have a lot of fun when you meet Cale Henituse.”
A trace of interest appeared on the Demon King’s bored expression. Only when he encountered a worthy rival did he abandon his boredom.
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‘What is this?’
Cale looked around with an expression of disbelief. Immediately after grabbing Raon’s front paw, who was casting the teleportation spell, he fainted. And he opened his eyes again, but the scene he saw immediately after opening his eyes was very different from what he expected.
“Where am I?”
It wasn’t as if he were encountering some god.
“It must be a dream.”
Cale got out of bed and looked around. It was a makeshift tent. It was a fairly well-made tent, but it was obvious it was a temporary tent made for camping during travel.
“Hmm?”
Cale looked at his hands.
‘These aren’t my hands.’
Cale realized something was wrong. This body, it’s not his body.
‘Hey, hey!’
Not even the ancient powers were responding.
‘There isn’t even a mirror in the room!’
Cale wondered what he should do in this situation. But he soon realized whose body he was in and how he had arrived at this situation.
“Pope. I’ll enter.”
A voice calling him from outside the tent. And the woman who entered was the housekeeper, Hitellis. With her head bowed, she said:
“I’ve found the location of Chaos in the Wind.”
Wow. Cale realized he was in the past memories of the ‘Pope.’ Why had he arrived at this situation? There were many reasons.
‘He was contaminated by the Pope’s Chaos.’
And one more thing.
‘Chaos in the Wind. The shield is keeping it now.’
Would this dream be the result of those two things? It’s a dream, but it’s probably a past situation.
“I’ll escort you.”
“Alright.”
Cale pretended to be the Pope and followed Hitellis. Why was he having this dream? He would know after a while. And as always, the dream would end, so Cale calmly accepted the situation and acted as the Pope with composure.
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“Haa. Haa.”
No one opened their mouths at the sound of the shallow but rough breathing. He was breathing heavily as if trying to survive, but his breathing was so weak it could cut off at any moment. Someone opened their mouth unable to bear the sight of that breathing.
“Goldie Gramps! Our human is acting strangely! I’ve never seen anything like this!”
“Neither have I! I’m very worried!”
On consoled Raon and Hong, but worry was also full in On’s eyes. The average 10-year-old children looked at the bed. Cale was there, his shoulders covered in gray, breathing heavily. He was very hot, and Ron, while wiping his forehead with a towel, said:
“Prepare some water.”
“Yes, father.”
Beacrox hurriedly moved to get water upon seeing Cale, who might suffer dehydration due to the amount of sweat. Cale, who always fell into a deep sleep when he fainted after vomiting blood, and no one knew when he would wake up. But Cale was now suffering as if he had a fever.
“What the hell happened.”
Eruhaben bit his lip in frustration. He couldn’t touch Cale’s body, contaminated by Chaos, because he knew that Cale’s body, where the vessel was turning into blood, so Eruhaben simply observed him.
“…….”
Choi Han had been silently sitting in a corner, only looking at Cale. Raon looked around him and bit his lip, puffing out his cheeks. Because it seemed he was going to cry. Raon said with difficulty:
“Human, I’ve prepared many apple pies… wake up—”
But Raon stopped.
“?”
He immediately frowned. He stopped upon seeing the human’s lips move. Everyone looked at Cale.
“Haa. Haa.”
While breathing heavily, suffering from the heat, Cale murmured:
“…Oh, incredible…”
It was the moment that calmness appeared on the expressions of Raon, On, and Hong, the average 10-year-old children.
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