Free Web NovelChapter 164: Child of the Hell God
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"I have my own ways..."
Lucian turned around as soon as the words left his mouth.
Though the expression on his face made it completely clear that he had absolutely no plan going forward. He had just spouted that off in the heat of the moment... Hell, he didn’t even know what Zandar or Sovereign Academy looked like... and without having seen it even once, he couldn’t just use his portal skill to travel there.
His movements were noticeably slow as he prepared to step into the gate.
Shit... seeing Zenith here, I thought maybe she’d help me out. But how can I ask for her help now after dropping such a cliché line in a fit of overconfidence...
He was just praying that Zenith would stop him one more time. And then...
"Wait..."
Just like that, his prayers were answered. Zenith’s voice called out from behind as her hand reached out toward him.
Lucian smoothly took a step back... Sera was just about to stumble into Elira’s back again, though she managed to catch herself securely this time.
The portal closed... And Lucian looked back, putting on a perfectly flat, unbothered expression.
"Huh... Miss Korr, is there anything else you wish to say?"
Zenith lowered her hand... Her tone hesitated slightly as she spoke...
"You can drop the formalities with me and if you are really going to go... it would be better if you confirm with Adrian first. Maybe he knows more about... why sir Liebe would do such a thing..."
"As far as I know him, I still have my doubts as to why Sir Liebe would ever do something like this.
Then she muttered almost to herself.
I mean... his nature is quite gentle..."
"Lucian was waiting for her to speak more.. so he could smoothly say, ’Yeah... help me, na?’"
"Still..." She clenched her fist... and looked at him with renewed confidence.
"If you let me ask Sir Liebe myself, just once, what his reasons were... then I promise — no," she shook her head aggressively.
"I mean, I will owe you one."
For a moment, Lucian just stared at Zenith... keeping a completely flat face.
What does she mean she’ll ’owe me one’...? Is she stupid?
"System, scan her..."
[Zenith Korr]
Race: Half-Human
Combat Power: 49,000
Physical Strength: S+
Magical Aptitude: Null
Mana Stage: Flow
Special Attributes: Demon Art
Bloodline: Child of Hell God
Lucian stared intently at the stats floating before him. He already knew something was unnatural about Zenith when her hand transformed yesterday.
Still... Child of the Hell God? What the fuck...
So that means if I piss Zenith off, the wrath of the Hell God could fall upon me too... Come on, seriously, what kind of screwed-up life is this... Was Fate Correction not enough of a headache, that now I have to make sure I don’t piss off this Hell Princess too...
He tried his hardest to keep his face completely neutral, despite being thoroughly annoyed...
Just then, Lyria, who had been standing near Aria, spoke up as well.
"Lucian, I think Zenith’s approach would be right... and we also don’t know how strong this third-year prodigy is..."
Viktor, who had been standing quietly with his hands in his pockets this whole time, agreed with her with a nod.
"Yes, he is not someone you can take lightly. Consider this — one wrong move from you and he still has Miss Aria under his control. He could use that against you."
Zenith also nodded...
"I hate to say it, but... he is right. You are strong — no question there. However, Sir Liebe has reached the peak of the True Stage. They rank him as the academy’s third greatest talent. Even someone like Instructor Magnus couldn’t defeat him in actual combat last year..."
A few seconds passed. Lucian tilted his head slightly, as if reconsidering.
Then, he only let out a slow smile...
"Alright... let’s do it your way, I guess." he also bowed slightly. "I appreciate your help..."
"It’s fine. After all, we are the ones at fault from the beginning..."
Over the past two days, Lucian’s sharp instincts had already made him well aware of Zenith’s true nature...
She is righteous, responsible, and always tries so hard to stay calm, and a bit naive too... Simply put, he had no doubts about her. Besides, he was confident enough in his own strength now to handle anything.
A few minutes later.
At a distance of five miles from the academy stood three giant quarter buildings, where the students and professors of all three academies were staying until the Grand Tournament concluded...
Outside one of those rooms stood Lucian, Sera, Elira, Zenith, and Viktor...
Placing her hand on the door, Zenith tried to open it.
"It’s locked from the inside..."
Then she knocked.
"Adrian, it’s me. Open up..."
Standing to the side, Lucian was lost in thought...
Since we have the weekend off, it’s a good thing Lyria suggested they stay back at the cove with Kaelen and Zeri... to stay with Aria, Now I won’t have to waste my precious dark mana on summoning that useless demon.
The door opened slightly...
"C-Captain...?"
Adrian peeked out, his voice shaky... He could only see Zenith, yet for some unknown reason, he was acting incredibly cautious...
"Open the door..." Zenith said while giving him a total dead look.
"N-No... no, no, no—"
Adrian tried to slam the door shut...
Is he really being paranoid from tomorrow’s incident, how dare he?
Zenith immediately wedged her boot into the gap.
Crack...
With a single superhuman push, the entire door flew wide open...
Adrian fell backward, slamming his head against a nearby chair...
"Ouch..."
The whole room was pitch dark, with the curtains completely drawn. Then, Zenith walked in. The sound of multiple boots echoed right behind her as the others piled into the room.
Just as he was rubbing his head and trying to stand up, his eyes fell upon the entity walking in behind Viktor... and Lucian and the other girls...
Because of the sudden sunlight pouring in, he couldn’t see clearly for a second or two. Then, Lucian bent forward slightly, leaning in...
Flashing a devilish smile, he spoke.
"Hello, dearest brother... I have got some questions for you..."
