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We were finally headed to Baraggan's castle for the third ti. The first two visits were... interesting, to say the least.

First ti, I danced right in front of him—, flailing like a wild idiot—and got attacked by his "side-kid." Not exactly the warst welco.

Second ti, I caught him watching prank that sa side-kid. Baraggan didn't say much and he was annoyed but secretly entertained.

Now, after evolving into an Adjuchas, my head had started to look a lot like Baraggan's—sa shape and intimidating bone structure—but I didn't have his crown. My stupid green skin was still there, not full skeleton like him. It wasn't because I was an idiot… well, maybe a little.

As we approached his throne room and stand infront him, I let out my usual guttural roar:

"GRAAAH! GRAAAH!"

(Translation: 'We're here. Ready to talk.')

Baraggan smirked, eyes narrowing. Only he seed to understand my guttural roars—not even Shawlong or Grimmjow could make sense of them.

He said, his voice dripping with arrogance, "So you're the idiot everyone keeps sending to . But… your head—its shape, the hollow inside—it reminds of myself. You confuse . Maybe… you are my heir."

I blinked. He seriously thought I was his heir?

Baraggan leaned back, smirking. "You can only speak normally once you reach Vasto Lorde level—like . Until then, your roars will be your voice. Lucky for you, I understand."

I tried a roar that sounded like a question:

"GRAAAH?"

(Translation: 'What do you want from ?')

Baraggan waved a bony hand. "Help? I suppose… I have reasons. This endless chaos you and your idiots cause affects . And an heir might co in handy."

I rolled my eyes and wagged my arms—stupid move, but hey, EP.

On the way here, my passive ability must have been ssing with Baraggan sohow. He didn't know it, but it made him see as more important than I actually was. I got a neat pile of EP from all the chaos that followed.

He gave a hard look. "Don't get comfortable. I am an emperor, and you… are still a foolish Adjuchas greenling."

I growled and wagged my arms again.

"GRRAAAH! GRAAAH!"

(Translation: 'I'm no fool!')

Baraggan laughed, the sound echoing in the dark halls. "We shall see, heir. We shall see."

Current EP: 4,024,090 / 100,000,000

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