WVKWnovel Chapter 42: Cherish Your Relationship.
Chapter 42: Cherish Your Relationship.
Chapter 42: Cherish Your Relationship.
The Demon King.
An absolute being who demonstrated his power and existence across multiple dimensions, even before infiltrating this world.
The Demon Kings army, as the name suggests, served the Demon King, and among them, the Four Heavenly Kings were the key officers who have led the army since its establishment.
You revealed yourself publicly only once when the Demon Kings army crossed the dimensional barrier.
Realizing that one of the Four Heavenly Kings was before him, Phobia began to recall a story he had once heard, seizing this opportunity.
I heard that the Demon Kings army overwhelmingly won that battle, but there were significant casualties on the demons side as well. From the moment someones music started to echo on the battlefield, not only demons but also humans lost their sanity and began to kill everything in sight.
The music that indiscriminately drove all who heard it into madness, causing them to kill each other.
Even just by witnessing the aftermath of the tragedy, one could understand how dangerous she was.
To drive not only enemies but also allies mad thats not the act of a sane person.
Yes, she was different from the other Four Heavenly Kings.
While others might simply be strong and cruel, she, who drove all sentient beings within the reach of her sound madness, could be termed a disaster herself.
Puahaha.
But despite his heightened wariness, she only quietly smiled in front of him.
Whats so funny?
Well, I cant help but laugh. To be so wary of me, a mere jester, based on just a hearsay
Even after seeing what youve done here, you say that?
Even though she made fellow demons go mad and destroy each other.
Well, you might not believe it, but I am just the weakest among the Four Heavenly Kings. My rank as the second in command is just a position given to me for serving the Demon King since before the army was established
Yet, she continued speaking nonchalantly, smiling.
There was no hint of intention to deceive the other.
After all, a jester standing on the battlefieldthats absurd, isnt it?
Demons, by their very nature, were beings faithful to their desires.
So, Mephisto was not particularly concerned about her position or status.
Her only purpose was to bring a smile to her lord as a jester, and her own strength or achievements had always been of no concern to her.
To commit such acts and still chatter away.
You, not being a demon, wouldnt understand. Why do I travel with such feelings?
Ding-a-ling
The lute string in her hand twanged, echoing quietly in the aftermath of the tragedy.
After a passionate moment passed, everything heavy settled in its place.
I just travel and collect stories.
Ding
In the midst of a journey, faced with a scene seething with desire, I merely paid attention. Knowing well that desire is the most interesting source of stories
Ding-a-ling
hoping that the last stories written by those about to leave will become more passionate and beautiful.
A lightly played poem.
Expressing her intentions, she harbored no guilt about her actions.
What she did was merely to escalate the situation she encountered.
Did you get what you wanted by doing so?
Whooosh.
A cold wind began to blow in the dark forest.
No, unfortunately. Even with this, I dont think its enough to please my lord.
Then, are you saying youll repeat this until youre satisfied?
Crack!!
The cold wind gradually turned into a blizzard, highlighting the presence of the one wielding that power.
It was the blessing of the Spirit King.
A symbol of the contract between those who bore the duty of protecting nature and those who constituted the order of this world.
If thats the case, will you stop me?
Of course.
Even that might not be enough to confront this monster, but still, Phobia was prepared to face death.
She did not only murder her people, who burned down her homeland, but she also did not hesitate to massacre without guilt for her purpose.
If she couldnt be stopped here, she might become a greater disaster someday.
Regardless of your intentions, if you intend to commit anything more, I will not stand idly by. For my pride and my fellow people!
You are brave, you
The frenzied jester faced such a being.
Immediately, she tossed the lute she held to the ground and spread her arms.
Let me offer a modest tribute to that courage and give you a reward.
What?
Come on, kill me.
He momentarily hesitated due to her overconfident demeanor.
But she was resolute.
Without exerting any magic, she approached within arms reach and simply exposed her neck.
You wretch, are you trying to deceive me?
Do I look like Im playing tricks? Youre someone who can react immediately if theres any sign, right?
Mr. Hyo-sung?
Its a relief.
A body bloodied with hurried breaths.
Despite being battered by countless shocks, with not a single spot unharmed, the face that met hers was etched with relief.
As if to teach her that she was not the only one tormented by the fear of never seeing each other again.
Yes, really, its fortunate that you are safe
The man collapsed his head in exhaustion only after confirming her survival.
Mephisto, feeling his weight, realized that her hands were now wrapped around his back.
Mr. Hyo-sung.
Hes alive.
The sensation in these hands, and the pulse and warmth coming from him proved it.
Mr. Hyo-sung, you are alive
She did not forget him, even at the moment facing her end.
The meeting she had dismissed as trivial had miraculously come to find her at this moment.
Boom!!
But the situation was not conducive to indulging in such relief.
The judge, realizing that the previous attack had missed, soon turned his gaze towards the demon, embracing the uninvited guest.
Human.
The Assault Leader of the Anti-Human Alliance.
A being who, true to the name of the faction, regarded humans as absolute enemies.
Did that man save you?
Gradually aiming his murderous intent at him, he began to sharpen his heavy claws.
No.
She felt a rush of urgency at the prospect of facing him.
She didnt know why.
But he, whom she had carelessly let go, had come back.
This person cannot be. Not this person
A fierce aura.
At that moment, Phobias body shrank back in hostility, and she herself hadnt realized it.
He tried to emit a cold aura in response, but even that subsided as soon as he faced her.
Until now, she had shown no attachment to her life, only a resigned look in her eyes.
To a demon who considered even the madness emitted by armies trivial, what significance did that man hold to evoke such a look?
Stop it.
Phobia, soon grasping the meaning, came to a conclusion and withdrew his power.
And then he turned his back on the scene.
Exposing his back without hesitation to someone who might kill him.
Stop what exactly?
I said preparing for an all-out war with the Four Heavenly Kings doesnt pay off. You might not have been a difficult opponent before, but now youre not an easy one.
A sudden shift in attitude.
Then Phobia quietly responded to the jester, who spoke with bated breath.
If I rush at you, youll pour everything into protecting that man. Am I wrong?
Flinch.
Her hands, wrapping around his body, trembled.
Perhaps it was a reaction she herself was not aware of.
Realizing that something impossible had happened, he soon withdrew his interest away from her without any lingering attachment.
Be glad that youre heterosexual. If the one you fell for were a female like you, I would have charged in prepared to die.
Fall for? What do you mean? What are you saying?!
It means to cherish the connection that brought out the current you.
Yes, in his voice, disappearing into the darkness at this moment, there was something that could faintly be called hope.
And if thats sincere, then prove it.
Even you demons, crazed with desire, are a race that knows how to love someone, just like me, a beast.
Whoosh.
Phobia Homer disappeared into the forest with the cold wind.
When his shadow vanished from sight, the heavy atmosphere that had been pressing down on the space evaporated like a lie.
What are you saying?
But what happened here had already happened.
In the present, with only the cold wind brushing her skin, Mephisto looked down at the man in her arms, placing her hand on his chest.
What are you talking about? You
Feeling the quietly beating pulse that proved he was alive.
Thump, thump!
Feeling the pulse growing gradually stronger.
Feeling the emotions she thought were dormant welling up inside her.