â...You want me to come in two months?â Seo Jun-Ho read the message and muttered in disappointment. He had been planning to improve his Thunder Resistance upon visiting the Thunder God.
âWell, at least I raised it to C-grade the last time I trained with him.â
Seo Jun-Ho expected that he would easily be able to raise his Thunder Resistance to B-grade with the old manâs help. Additionally, his cells would also become thunder-resistant with the effects of Cell Regeneration.
âIâll just do it next time. Iâm not in a rush anyway.â
Seo Jun-Ho pondered what liquor he should bring as he headed over to the Watchguardsâ hideout.
âYouâre here,â Gilberto said. He was sitting on the sofa, concentrating on typing something into a hologram window.
Ïαпdα ná´Î½Ãª| Ñom âYeah. What are you doing?â
âIâm sending a message to Arthur. Recommendations for this monthâs meal plans.â
â...Hey, Arthurâs not a kid. Do you really need to do that?â
âIt brings me ease of mind. And Arthur is still a kid.â
Seo Jun-Ho had never seen someone so smitten with their son. He scoffed. âThen why donât you do it for me?â
â...â
Gilberto glanced at him and looked back to the screen. âNonsense. Youâre a grown adult.â
âLook here, mister. In terms of age, Arthurâs older than me.â
â...â Gilberto pretended not to hear that and continued typing. He soon changed the topic. âAre you planning to keep growing your hair out like that?â
âOh, well...â Seo Jun-Ho deflated, ruffling his long, silky hair with his fingers, he complained, âActually, Iâve tried to cut it a few times. But whether I use scissors or a sword, Cell Regeneration grows it back.â
âPfft. I guess you wonât be able to go to a barbershop anymore.â
âIf I used Freeze to cut it, it wonât grow back,â Seo Jun-Ho said. Watchguard of Darkness (S) should be able to negate the effects of Cell Regeneration (A) quite easily. âIâll cut it when I want to.â
âYou mean after a breakup?â Gilberto asked.
âDonât jinx me like that. I wish youâd treat me at least half as well as you treat your son,â Seo Jun-Ho grumbled. âNow, shall we get going?â
âSure. I just sent the message, too. It has been a really long time since itâs just the two ofâoh.â Gilberto suddenly realized his mistake and stopped. He looked down at the sulking Frost Queen. âMy apologies. There are three of us.â
â...Well, I suppose it is your first time. I forgive your transgression,â she said.
âThank you. This old man will be careful next time.â
The Frost Queen accepted his apology and left the hideout, saying that she would wait outside.
Gilberto smiled and approached Seo Jun-Hoâs side. âSheâs a good kid. Sheâs as innocent as a child.â
â...Sheâs probably older than all of us 5 Heroes combined.â
âSo what? What matters is that sheâs a child right now.â
âOh, I see,â Seo Jun-Ho sarcastically replied. It was his fault for trying to challenge him. Gilberto had a soft spot for children, and he believed that they could do no wrong.
âLetâs go, then,â Seo Jun-Ho said.
âNow that I think about it, I donât think you told me the details yet. Where are we going?â
âOutland.â Seo Jun-Ho summoned the darkness and neatly erased any evidence that anyone had ever lived here. âWeâre going to Outland.â
To the unknown world, not even the empire could reach...
***
â...â
The Heavenly Demon sat in his chair while expressionlessly sipping a cup of tea. Seeing that one sleeve was empty, it appeared that he still hadnât fully recovered from his injuries.
Just then, the man sitting on the other side of him spoke, âWhat of the mission?â
âI succeeded.â
âHm, I suppose even idiots like you have some use.â
Despite the harsh insult, the Heavenly Demon did not react because the other man had a horn on his forehead.
He was a demon.
And that was the main reason he was speaking informally to the Heavenly Demon while the latter was using a respectful tone.
âDid you bring what you promised?â the fiend asked.
â...I donât like you. I donât know why he favors you so much.â
âThat is unnecessary. I fulfilled the mission, so please give me what you promised.â
The demon then grabbed the Heavenly Demonâs head with his giant hand. He growled while looking down at the Heavenly Demon. However, the Heavenly Demon didnât even blink.
âLook here, you rude human. Let me give you two pieces of advice.â
â...â
âIf you want to live a long life, fix that fucking tone of yours first. Your tongue will be the death of you. And if youâre standing in front of someone stronger than you, bow your head. Do you understand?â
â...I will heed your words.â
âSigh. Why did they make me deal with a human...â The demon sighed and pulled back his hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two bottles the size of his fingers. âHe sent these himself as a reward for your work. Be grateful as you drink.â
â...â
The Heavenly Demon received the bottles and tilted his head back, swallowing its contents all at once.
Thump! Thump!
âUgh.â The moment it entered his mouth, a powerful sensation quickly traveled from the tip of his tongue all the way to his brain. It was only a few drops of blood, but the ecstasy it granted him was greater than any drug or drink.
âPhew.â A moment later, he pulled himself together and immediately restored his arm. The action used up some of the blood he had just consumed, but there was still some power. The abundance of energy flowing through his body was proof of that.
âGood.â There was a rare smile on the Heavenly Demonâs face.
âWhatâre you smiling for?â The demon crossed his arms. The fiend slowly turned to him and stared. The demon scowled as he met his eyes. âWhatâre you staring at?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
â...â
The Heavenly Demon lifted his hand without answering. In an instant, he summoned a powerful demonic energy to suppress the other.
âYou crazy bastard!â The demon shot up from his seat in surprise.
âHe dare ambush me? A mere human?â
No, this was a good thing. This way, he could kill the human without any reservations.
âIâve never liked him.â
The demon had always felt that way whenever he saw him. Whenever he saw the Heavenly Demonâs white, dead eyes, he would always get filled with this foul feeling.
Crack!
He swiftly swung his fist toward the humanâs face...
âGuh...?â Blood poured from the demonâs mouth as he let out a broken cry.
His chest felt cold.
â...â
When he looked down, there was a hole in his chest.
âI have always wondered what a lesser demonâs heart tastes like.â
â...What?â The demon trembled. The human was holding his heart. â...You son of a bitch!â
Furious, the demon mustered his power. His ten claws shot out like knives and swung toward the Heavenly Demonâs neck.
Slice!
However, the human was a beat faster. His own hand severed the demonâs head first. The demonâs head depicted an expression of pain and fury as it rolled on the ground.
â...Thatâs why you need to bow your head before someone stronger than you,â the Heavenly Demon muttered. He chewed on the demonâs heart. âMm...â
It didnât taste very good. However, this was expected because the blood he had just drunk came from a demon far above in the rankings than this one.
âSo, this is what it tastes like,â he remarked.
There was one other thing he had learned from this experience.
âThis means that Iâm stronger than a lesser demon.â
Like the Fiend Association, the demons followed a hierarchy based on who was strongest. In other words, the higher-ranked demons were stronger and had more concentrated blood.
âIt is practically an elixir for a fiend like me.â
It was no different from an immortality potion.
Someone knocked on the door.
âCome in,â the Heavenly Demon said without even looking.
Shadow entered the room cautiously. He saw the blood scattered on the floor similar to a scene from a horror movie.
âClean it up,â he ordered his subordinates.
âTake care of the remains as you see fit. It is of no use to me.â
âThank you for your generosity.â Shadow bowed immediately. He pondered for a long time before he gathered the courage to speak, âBut... Is it really alright for you to do this? If the Archduke finds out...â
â...â The Heavenly Demon stared at him and didnât reply.
Sweat started to drip from Shadowâs face. Whenever the Heavenly Demon directly stared at someoneâs face like this, it meant he was in a bad mood.
âThe demons cannot throw us away first,â he whispered.
âI... I donât think I can ask why.â
Shadow really wanted to ask, but he held it in. His life was more important than satisfying his curiosity. However, this told him that his place with the Heavenly Demon was secure. âI will follow your orders.â
As always, the Heavenly Demon did not reply. Instead, he asked his own question.
âHow is the Association faring?â
âIt has never been this chaotic. While the executives know you are alive, the Squadron Leaders are locked in a struggle for power within the Association now that their master has disappeared,â Shadow explained.
â...How fun.â The Heavenly Demon let out a small laugh. How could he not? As soon as their master left, the dogs were trying to take his place. âShadow. Why do you think the Fiend Association exists?â
â...To take in the fiends rejected by the world, and to keep the Players in check...â
âIncorrect.â The Heavenly Demon said in an amused voice. âThe reason for the Fiend Associationâs continuous existence is not so grandiose.â He showed Shadow his newly-created arm. âIt is like this arm. Even if it is cut off, it makes little difference. I can simply make another one. It is just an entity to carry out my every order.â
â...â
Shadow was sweating hard. He had never thought that the Heavenly Demon would think of the Fiend Association in such a way.
âHe considers fiends as expendable resources.â
He finally understood why they had launched that invasion on the 1st floor. Many fiends died in vain back then.
âI alone am enough to keep the Players in line. If I need servants, all I need are the executives.â
Shadow felt a great sense of relief inside. He swore that he had never been so happy to be an executive of the Fiend Association.
âLocate the Players,â the Heavenly Demon suddenly ordered.
âThe Players...You mean on each floor?â
âCorrect. I cannot make the same mistake twice.â He was talking about the way he had been tricked by the Playersâ movements this time around. âLocate the Big 6 as well as the Rankers. Send fiends to the upper floors.â
âUnderstood.â
Failing once had made the Heavenly Demon stronger and more cautious. After giving his orders, he closed his eyes and was lost in his own thoughts for a long time, pondering what would be the best possible revenge for the ones who had killed him.