Chapter 662. For You Alone (2) #PART 2
It’s peaceful.
So peaceful.
A peace that hasn’t been enjoyed even once since the Cataclysm.
“…That’s why I’m more uneasy.”
Claudi Region.
The mansion.
The Head’s office
I was fighting my inner turmoil with a serious expression on my face.
Was it because of the chaos caused by players visiting Claudi Region like a tourist attraction? No, I wasn’t Grandfell, so I could understand that much.
I threw out the question with a frustrated heart.
“What do you guys think?”
In response to my question, my alter egos —
Hiel, Diend, and the ego sword on the desk, Gwicheol, answered one by one.
After all, who could be more of an alter ego than them?
Hiel, who had lost the World Tree’s blessing, now spoke in a way that seemed eerily similar to me, just like when Grandfell left.
“I think it might actually be a good thing!”
“The suitable magic power is also not flowing in the wrong direction, my lord.”
-Our sword strikes must have given a great lesson.
A good thing, huh.
“Really, is that so?”
I first mulled over Hiel’s words.
Indeed, the current situation was impeccable.
It almost felt like I was questioning whether there had ever been a time as peaceful as this.
‘As Diend said, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything fishy about it.’
The “suitable magic power” stemming from the past and background could serve as an indicator for predicting the future. After all, in the Arcana Continent Chronicles, events with implausible, sudden twists never happened.
‘Does this mean Raymon Sean really underwent some kind of redemption?’
By the way, Gwicheol didn’t remember the events from when he was in his demonic sword form.
It was somewhat annoying that he was acting so arrogantly without knowing what had happened, but…
I didn’t really feel the need to explain the details.
‘The struggle is enough for me to deal with on my own.’
I nodded slowly.
“Alright, then maybe it’s time for me to start moving too.”
If someone asked why I was trying to move with such peaceful times, I’d show them the only functional system window I had.
[Class Quest: Successor of Akshan]
O last demon hunter.
You have already earned the right.
Please inherit Akshan’s will.
─Devote yourself to Akshan. (Success)
─Track Akshan’s true intentions. (In progress)
‘If you think about it, our seniors are also really great, aren’t they?’
Still, it wasn’t like the quest system was intact. Other quests had all disappeared as if they were nothing more than data, yet how was it that only the demon hunter class quest remained intact?
“They just keep popping up new things, don’t they?”
Leaving the Arcana continent in Raymon Sean’s hands…
It felt a little like handing a fish market over to a cat, but still, it was an opportunity. If not now, I wouldn’t even dare approach Hell.
“Hiel, Diend, I’ll leave things in your hands while I’m gone.”
Hiel, who would have nodded without a second thought in the past, must have been affected by the loss of the World Tree’s blessing and now had become even more like my own alter ego, right?
“…Would it be alright if I went with you, my lord?”
I understood Hiel’s concern.
After bickering with Grandfell,
and eventually ending up alone, I couldn’t help but bring worry to everyone.
But.
“You don’t have to worry, Hiel, I’m not alone.”
I wasn’t planning on entering Hell alone either.
After all, there were already members from the previous Hell expedition.
The promise was delayed, but they had probably finished their preparations long ago. And.
‘Even if you look at me like that, it’s still not going to happen.’
I desperately avoided Hiel’s earnest gaze.
‘I’m not going to show you that.’
Hiel, Diend, and Gwicheol.
I wasn’t sure how much they knew about Grandfell’s truth. Even Hiel, who knew everything, seemed to have lost those memories after losing the World Tree’s blessing.
‘Beyond the gates of Hell, lies Grandfell’s truth.’
I silently clenched my fist.
‘For when you return.’
So that when you come back, everyone will welcome you.
Because I need to maintain both the Arcana continent and reality.
Thanks to Raymon Sean being more cooperative now, I’ve gained the ability to make it happen.
Ttogak.
I moved toward the office window.
‘So, open your eyes. No, keep your Evil Eyes wide open and watch closely.’
I won’t give up until your performance ends.
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Valefor couldn’t believe the sight before him.
“…Impossible.”
The power,【Malice Rising From The Gutters】
Valefor had approached the Demon World from the gutters.
It was to avoid Bael and the Infinitely Deep Darkness’ eyes.
Here, the “gutters” referred to the most brutally trampled world by the Demon World.
In a world that had resisted Bael without knowing its place, it was filled with blood and flesh. It was a sight that made even Valefor, a Ten Throne, frown and his nose scrunch in disgust from the stench.
Yet, Valefor steadily ascended through this world. He approached from the least conspicuous bottom to observe the Demon World’s situation.
However, despite his efforts,
“Bael, our foolish king…!”
What greeted Valefor was a completely different Demon World from before.
There was no sign of demons, and the world looked eerily similar to a living world.
For a moment, Valefor froze.
‘…Could it be his doing?’
That Infinitely Deep Darkness—
Did he turn the Demon World into this? Valefor thought.
He immediately shook his head.
‘No, it can’t be.’
Demons know each other.
The reason Valefor and the other Ten Thrones feared that Infinitely Deep Darkness was because of the boundless “Malice” it carried. Even for Valefor, its malice felt of a completely different dimension.
A comparison to Bael, who had devoured countless worlds?
If Bael’s Malice was “Malice with unknown intent,” the Infinitely Deep Darkness was, as described, “Endless Malice.” Agares’s retreat from the Demon World wasn’t without reason.
Valefor shook his head and regained his senses.
‘That kind of being wouldn’t be admiring this sight.’
In that case, there was only one conclusion.
“Bael…?”
That’s right.
The Infinitely Deep Darkness and Bael.
The only ones who could bring about this kind of change in the Demon World were those two beings. It was clear that the current scene had been triggered by Bael’s influence.
To be more precise,
“Could this be Bael’s curse?”
It was the moment Valefor finally understood the situation.
Soon after, a voice came from within the curse.
It was unmistakably a human voice.
“Break this chain.”
…But why would a mere human—
“My brother.”
He was calling our king, Bael, his brother?
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