"The truth about my fatherâs death?" Lucifer asked. "The world isnât as nice as it seems."
"What are you trying to say? I donât understand?" Salazar asked, standing up. He felt like something was hidden in the words of Lucifer as if Lucifer knew something that he didnât.
"Tell me what happened."
"Letâs go for a walk." Lucifer didnât answer. Instead, he stood up and turned around.
Salazar also got off the bed and followed Lucifer out of the room.
Uprising Warlocks watched Lucifer come out of the room with Salazar.
"Iâm taking him out for a little. You guys can take a break too," Lucifer told the Uprising Warlocks before walking away with Salazar.
"Is it something that you couldnât tell me there? Tell me what happened to your parents?!" Salazar asked again.
"This place is so peaceful, isnât it? We can even hear the sound of our own footsteps. I donât understand why you find this place to be chaotic."
"Donât change the topic. Answer me! What is it that I donât know?" Salazar asked, standing behind Lucifer, who had stopped in front of a lift.
The doors of the lift opened, and Lucifer stepped inside. Salazar followed him inside as well.
"Answer me. What is it that I donât know?" Salazar repeated his question.
Lucifer glanced at him, smiling. "The question you ask, itâs a very broad question actually. There are simply too many things that you donât know. I mean seriously, did you know that there are cats in this world that are allergic to humans?"
"I meant about your father! Tell me about your father! How did he die?! What is it that I donât know about? You talked as if there was some mystery behind his death? What do you know?" Salazar asked, clarifying his question
Lucifer didnât answer even now. The smooth music in the lift kept playing, making the serious atmosphere a bit odd, especially because the music could be described as some mythical high fantasy music.
The lift stopped on the terrace, and the door opened. Lucifer stepped out of the lift and walked to the edge of the terrace. Salazar followed him closely.
Stopping at the end of the terrace, Lucifer looked at the city. He was standing in the tallest building of the city, which gave him the perfect view.
"Weâre so high. Look at all those humans and Variants on the roads. Donât they look like ants from here?" Lucifer asked softly.
"They do," Salazar nodded, noticing the people walking on the streets.
"The place where weâre standing, my father and my mother could have stood here as well. They could have been in my place, looking at all those ants. They were strong enough to crush everyone that stood in their path. Isnât that right?" Lucifer asked solemnly.
"Yeah. They were pretty powerful," Salazar nodded. "No one could stand in their path.â
"Exactly. These ants should never have been able to harm them if only they were a little more selfish. If only they were thinking for themselves instead of thinking for others. They would have been still alive, if only..."
"Are you saying they shouldnât have gone inside the dungeon to help people?" Salazar asked.
"They shouldnât have. Why did they have to listen to others? Why did they have to trust others so much? Why did they have to trust the people that wanted them dead? Instead of using their powers for others, they shouldâve used it for themselves," Lucifer replied grimly.
"They were just too nice for their own good. Even though they were strong, no one took them seriously because they didnât kill innocents." he continued as he sighed.
"Do you think if they were like me, they could have been fooled like me? If they were frightening, would anyone have dared to scheme against them?" he asked.
"Scheme against them?" Salazar asked. "What scheme?"
Lucifer sat on the edge with his feet hanging off the building.
He didnât even look at Salazar, instead looking straight at the rising Sun in the distance.
" My parents... Didnât die because of Dungeon Dwellers or traps of Dungeons. They died because of the trap from people they trusted," he declared.
"Trap from people they trusted? You mean...?"
Salazar managed to decipher some meaning from the words of Lucifer.
"Thatâs right. There was no emergency. They didnât need to enter that Dungeon. It was all a trap, set by the human government in association with Zeiss, Varant, and Raia," Lucifer declared.
"W-why would they do something like this? Especially Raia and Varant?" Salazar asked, frowning.
Lucifer explained everything that he had managed to find out about his fatherâs death, including the involvement of the Warlock Council and about the sword his parents were looking to find.
"Warlock Council? Such treachery?" Salazar was stunned and even enraged at hearing this, so much so that he wanted to kill Varant, Raia and others himself if they were alive.
"They all planned something like this to keep the world in the dark? And poison? Could they have chosen a more cowardly way?"
"Keeping the world in the dark isnât something new for them. Thatâs what they did when Varant killed me as well. Itâs how the world works," Lucifer replied.
"I already killed everyone who was involved in my parentsâ death. Only two people are left now."
"Which two people? One should be the leader of the Warlock Council, who Maxwell named. Who is the other?" Salazar asked.
"The second person is already here. After meeting you, I was going to meet him myself," Lucifer responded. "But before that, I want to ask you something."
"Ask what?" Salazar asked.
"I heard youâre a man of your words? And that you never break your promise?" Lucifer asked Salazar.
"Thatâs true. Thatâs why I rarely promise anything. Thatâs actually one of my powers, or curse if you want to call it that."
"Can you tell me about that curse?" Lucifer asked, curious.
Previously he had thought that it was simply because Salazar Lucia was a man of his words, but to know that it was because of his ability that was new.
"You told me the secret about your father, so Iâll tell you this as well. In any case, itâs not something anyone can use against me anyway," Salazar muttered, sitting beside Lucifer.
"I actually have two powers. One of them is, as you saw, Time Manipulation. Iâm sure you know how it works, but within a certain range, I can slow down time to some extent. My other power is the more complicated one though."
"Is that the one you used on Kellian?" Lucifer asked.