Aldrich eyed Count Rodrigo from the shadows.
"Daddy I can't hold more."
This was the third ti Sha had spoken out in his mind. It has already been over 5 minutes from the ti limit that Sha had told him. But he couldn't co out now. And the reason was simple.
Aldrich wasn't sure if he could handle the Count by himself as smoothly as he had handled Viscount Robert. There was a big difference between a Count and a Viscount, irrespective of levels. Aldrich could have made a move if he could use Devil's Oldest Change to the full extent. But now, even though he was sure that he could kill Rodrigo, this wasn't his pri motive.
Aldrich wanted Count Rodrigo's mories. And for it to work, he had to make sure that Sha got to devour the old man entirely.
"Sha, hold on. Just a few minutes more."
Aldrich pacified, but he wouldn't co out of the shadow even if Sha were to burst out in millions of shadowy blobs. This was a crucial mont, and for all things to go well and as planned, it all depended on how long he could maintain his unknown presence.
"Leave alone and don't let anyone in."
Aldrich saw the Recordless nodding and leaving out of the chamber following Rodrigo's command. The old Count traced another FIR on his hand and took out a white cube engraved with purple markings. Even from afar, Aldrich could analyze that these markings were related to voice transfer. They were like a crude copy of the Runic Symbols that he had spent six months mastering.
Aldrich recognized the cube as he had also one exactly the sa. He had got one from Robert's Inventory, which he used to contact the middleman from the Organization behind the Red-Jackets. It was a general Galactic Information Transfer Cube or GIT Cube for short. And by general, it ant that the High Nobles and High Ranked Drears used it to transfer information from one part of the Galaxy to another. But it had its limits, as it could only transfer voice and not images, making the 'Information' part in its na nothing but a joke.
Aldrich felt a ripple in space as Count Rodrigo covered the entire chamber with his Divine Sense. A burst of Mana ca out of his hand and entered the cube.
Tick-Tip-Tick!!!
Following a rhythmic sound, a scrambled and hoarse voice ca out of the cube.
"Rodrigo, how dare you contact after failing your task?"
Aldrich couldn't tell if the voice belonged to a male or female. Whatever technology that was used to hide the characteristics seed to work out as intended. But the next sight that got reflected in his white eyes was even more unexpected than seeing the sheet amount of Mana cores as the paynt.
Count Rodrigo fell on both knees and slamd his head on the hard tallic floor.
Bang! Bang! .
The voice went silent, and the bangs kept echoing in the chamber.
"Ok, stop. Sigh! "
Count Rodrigo stood up, but there wasn't a single impression on his head stating the reality of what he had just done. There was no blood on his head and not even a single bruise. Unlike his prideful tone in front of Robert, a feeble and gentle voice ca out of Rodrigo's mouth.
"My Lord, I have got the package."
"WHAT?!"
Aldrich could sense the sheer astonishnt from the single word. But his mind was occupied by Rodrigo's use of the Lord for the person behind the other end of the voice transfer. In the world of RECORD, as Aldrich had found out, the use of the Lord to call out soone was a sacred thing.
Low Ranked Drears in presence of Higher Ranked Drears used it. Unaffiliated Drears used it to address nobles of the Kingdoms. Heads of the Houses used it to address their ancestors. And Recordless used it to address every Drear of the House they belonged to.
Count Rodrigo obviously wasn't a Recordless. So for him to call out soone, My Lord, ant that either the other person was an ancestor of a House, or he was higher ranked than Rodrigo. No matter what was the case, the other person was certainly an Earl or even a Marquess.
Aldrich had expected that there was an ancient House behind all this trafficking. But to chance upon a big fish from the get-go was truly a blessing.
"Haha! It's getting interesting"
An evil smile ca upon Aldrich's face, but soon Sha again shouted in his mind.
"Daddyyyyy I can't It coming out."
Aldrich narrowed his eyes, hearing the senseless sentence. He kept his eyes on Rodrigo, who was about to say sothing and asked.
"What's coming out?"
"Pee I need to peeeeee"
"Huh?!!"
Aldrich's eyebrows jumped up as Sha ntioned she had to pee. From the last "Session", Aldrich had already made sure that every organ inside Sha's body was nothing but an imitation. It was true that Sha had devoured many beings, but Aldrich had observed that there wasn't any waste production. All things that went inside her had vanished without a trace.
Aldrich's mind raced and concluded that this sudden urge to pee was just an effect of staying in the Shadow World longer than Sha's current abilities. It was her existence's way of telling her to go out.
Aldrich shook his head, and ignoring Sha's pleas, he passed a comnt.
"Sha It's all in your head. You can't pee."
"Daddy Sniff! You are an Wahhh!!! Get outtt"
Sha's sudden outcry took Aldrich off guard. Every conversion between him and Sha was taking place in his mind at a fast pace, so the Count had yet to give a reply. Aldrich sensed sothing was wrong and hurriedly pointed it out.
"Sha wait"
But
It was already too late.
BANG!
The shadow under the table rippled and Aldrich's body got thrown out in the chamber. The Pillar of Footprints was still in his hand, but Aldrich was more worried about sothing else.
Aldrich could feel the cold tal on his face and realized that Devil's Oldest Change was no longer on his face.
'Shit'
BOOM!!!
Through his Perception, Aldrich saw the Count pounding the GIT Cube which also crushed the table along with it. Ten long swords materialized around the Count, and his glossy gray eyes dimd.
A roar quaking the entire battleship ca out of his mouth.
"WHO ARE YOU??"
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