Sinmosa gave Nola a resigned look: Well, if they start fighting later, well just have to be on our toes then.
Mhm, I was thinking the sa thing as well. But my sizeIm afraid my speed wont be as quick as yours
Hah, dont just dump all the responsibility onto .
Dont say that. Besides, I still have Cinderel riding on my back right now.
Alright alright, if theres any trouble later, we can just leave it to Sasani.
Sasani: ruff?
However, no matter how unwilling he was to be dragged into this ss, he didnt have a choose right now, kind of like a stranded fish in a pond
Let him up then.
I hopped off the Abyssal Golem, wings flapping slightly to break my fall as I did so.
But Master
No.3 clearly wasnt all too happy about this whole arrangent. He did not wish for to personally fight since I might just end up getting hurt. However, while I might have understood his concern, it wasnt like I could just do nothing for the rest of my life either. In order to rule over the strong, one had to be strong himself that was the rule.
According to the script given to by Lucifers clone, I would definitely have to face a variety of strong opponents in the future. Unless I was able to suppress them all by force, it would hard for to subjugate any worthy fighter worth his salt.
And that was why increasing my own strength was of paramount importance. Even though Fertiniers existence had caused my evolving speed to slow to a crawl, that was no reason for not to try and get stronger either.
Using one of my world famous analogies, lets say a person suddenly maxed out his credit card and ended up with a mountain load of debt and interest to repay. Every month, that person would have to give up a portion of his salary to pay off this bill. What if this person wasnt able to repay this debt within his lifeti? Well, his death would automatically cancel out that credit card debt.
So should he try to avoid his debt by dying then? Clearly, that wasnt an option a person must be forward looking. Work hard and all that nonsense. That should be the choice of a normal person.
Mhm, stress isnt just a form of pressure, its a way to motivate myself, to be strong and climb ever upwards. In short, GO !
(TL: I did my best to shorten his analogy and sort of link it to the story better. It was supposed to take up half a page)
Hahaha, even your subordinates wont listen to youwhat a failurehah
You
What do you an you, so you wont listen to your masters command then? Didnt she command you to release , or did you not hear it at all? Perhaps youve already been thinking about rebelling? Tell then, how long have you been eyeing your masters position? I bet you want her as wellhahaha, dont deny it, I can see it in your eyes
No.3s hesitance ended up becoming an excuse for that leader Devil to unload on him. Clearly, for a Devil to beco a leader, he had to have sothing else other than strength. At the very least, he needed to have a brain. The mont this loud mouth picked up a whiff of weakness, he imdiately latched onto it relentlessly.
Ill kill you, I swear!
No.3s anger had almost overwheld his reason at this point. Yet just as he was about to give that loud mouth Devil the stomping of his lifeti, the Devil in question, happily raised his head, as if he wasnt afraid of No.3 at all and wanted to encourage him further. Eyes smiling with satisfaction, his lips curled into a devious smile as he said: Why the hurry to kill ? Is it because I revealed your inner thoughts? Looks like your subordinate is really planning to rebel.
Mastermy loyalty to you will never changedont listen to his lies
No.3 seed to be genuinely worried that the leader Devils words might end up creating a rift between us. Looking at him like this, I couldnt help but be a little confused myself.
Did his intelligence suddenly take a nosedive or sothing? Oh wait, thats not right, he was always a little lacking in that departnt. But why doesnt he trust then? Havent I always been saying that hes my most trusted subordinate?
No.3, whats the matter with you today? Did you hit your head or sothing? I know youre anxious but after that betrayal by One-eye, Ive already witnessed your loyalty. I gave him a reassuring look before smiling slightly: I wont fall for his words so easily.
But Master No.3 left his sentence hanging there, not daring to finish it at all. However, even without that, I could roughly guess what he was thinking right nowBack when that Devil tried to provoke into a fight, I could have easily rejected him instead of accepting his proposal. Perhaps to No.3, I must have seed like an easily swayed person then?
Dumby, why would I not believe you. Just stand down for now, leave this fellow to .
As I said that, I waved my hands, signifying for him to make space for our upcoming fight. After confirming once more that I wasnt taken in by that Devils words, No.3 finally relented. Most likely still a little concerned, he made sure to give that Devil one last warning glare before leaving.
Hmph, I didnt expect you to actually accept that. Having regained his freedom temporarily, the leader Devil started stretching his limbs without even bothering to look at the sulking No.3. He then gave what had to be most annoying stare to date, coupled with an exceptionally disgusting smile: Truly a beauty, *lick*
Hey! Whats with that disgusting mouth actionI swear, I cant take his crassness anymore.
I imdiately tossed out what looked like an ordinary red Fireball.
As for that leader Devil, while he might have been busy taunting , he hadnt lowered his guard for even a second. The whole reason why he did that in the first place was to try and distract and create an exploitable opening. Upon seeing the Fireball careen towards him, he didnt even bother trying to dodge it but instead stretched out his right hand to grab that football-size Fireball.
Hey, Im not done talking yet, trying to ambush like that isnt good.
As he said that, he smashed that Fireball into his left hand, snuffing out the flas in a burst of sparks.
Was that his way of showing off his might? Was he trying to say that fire had no effect on him?
Ambush, I think youre overestimating yourself here. I disdainfully laughed at him. Stretching out my left hand and bringing my palm up to the sky, I began channelling mana into a mote of black flas. Just looking into the endless abyss that was its blackness, one could have sworn that he glimpsed a vision of absolute destruction.
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