Chapter 366
Chris said in a straightforward tone, as if to say she had not misheard.
“I said you have to become a Demon King.”
‘It’s necessary.’
He recalled the image of the Demon King of Dead Blood from his past life.
A strength of a different class.
But Chris had now come to know.
That on the contrary, the ‘Demon King of Dead Blood’ had not been able to fully bring out Idrinne’s potential.
If Idrinne were to become a Demon King, she might be able to become an even more powerful Demon King than the Demon King of Dead Blood.
‘Of course, it would be unreasonable for her to become a Demon King right now.’
Still, before the Age of Ruin began, Idrinne had to set foot into the state of a Demon King.
Because Chris alone could not take on the Mystic Demonic House and the Center.
“You have to do it within half a year. Can you do it?”
An absurd request.
But Idrinne bit her lip hard, then nodded her head with a determined gaze.
“I will try. No, since it is your request, I will definitely succeed.”
Idrinne wore a moved expression again.
“And above all, you are telling me to become a Demon King because you are worried about me, are you not? To prevent my soul from being taken over by the devil, I must become as strong as possible.”
Chris remained silent without answering.
‘…I just told her to get stronger so I can use her, but there is that reason as well.’
Currently, Idrinne’s soul was being prevented from being taken over by the devil through the trick of Chris taking partial ownership of it, but it was in an unstable state.
If she were to become a Demon King and ascend to the state of a half-demon, it would become a little easier to resist the devil.
“Since you think of me so, I, too, will do my best! You come over here, too!”
“…Why me?”
“Do you not also need to train? Since we are friends, we must train together!”
“No, just because we’re friends doesn’t necessarily mean we have to do it together….”
“I will not accept any refusals!!”
“……”
And so, they began their training together, and time flew by quickly.
Verling began to show signs of improvement as the treatment began to take effect, and Kashmir and Marie, who had followed him to the Four Kings' Castle, received Chris’s instructions and secretly prepared something.
And Idrinne and Chris,
‘Crazy.’
Chris wore a fed-up expression as he looked at the scene unfolding before his eyes.
Fwoooooosh!
A blood-red storm was raging.
It hadn’t been long since Idrinne had started her training, and yet she had already reached the state of low 8-Star.
No, looking at the meaning contained within her Domain of Dominion, it couldn’t even be compared to an ordinary low 8-Star, so it would only be a matter of time before she ascended to mid 8-Star.
‘I did give her some advice, but what kind of broken….’
It seemed even more so than Evan and Ranya.
“How was that?! I worked hard to be of help to you!! Did I not do well?”
…Though the way she acted was still that of a fool.
“By the way, what kind of training are you doing?”
Chris only killed time leisurely, giving Idrinne advice on her training, and did not do any training that could be called training.
“Did you not say that you, too, needed to achieve an accomplishment?”
“That’s right.”
In the upcoming fight with the Vengeful Spirit, it would be difficult to use the Hero’s power because of the eyes of those around him.
He had to fight with only his dark demonic energy, which was far inferior to the Hero’s achievement.
Because it was only at the level of a mere low 8-Star.
That is, until just a little while ago.
“I have already achieved it.”
“…When, might I ask?”
“Just now.”
Idrinne wore an expression as if she could not understand.
He had been lazing around the whole time, so what kind of accomplishment was he talking about?
“It was a situation where I just had to put the finishing touches on it anyway.”
“Is that so? If you say so, then it must be so.”
Idrinne was convinced.
Christian was a genius who could not be explained by common sense, so it would not be strange even if he were to achieve an accomplishment while taking a nap, standing on his head.
“Then have you, too, ascended to a perfect low 8-Star?”
“No.”
“…Then, perhaps, mid 8-Star?”
“See for yourself.”
Chris unfolded a single ‘authority,’ and Idrinne’s eyes widened as if they would tear.
“D-don’t tell me, this is?”
“Yes.”
Chris raised the corner of his mouth.
“Do you now understand why I said I could take down the Vengeful Spirit?”
High 8-Star.
It was the achievement Chris had accomplished this time with his dark demonic energy.
Just then, a single voice was heard.
It was a message sent by Rubinson, who had recently become his subordinate.
-The Vengeful Spirit’s ritual is finished.
It was the Vengeful Spirit’s ritual of devouring the vengeful spirits of the dead of his house as his own power.
The vengeful spirits he had absorbed this time were the Three Abysses, who were at the state of 8-Star, so the Vengeful Spirit’s power would have also become incomparably stronger than before.
-Right now, the Vengeful Spirit’s power may be on par with the Lord of the Four Kings' Castle.
Idrinne also wore a worried expression.
“Are you alright? No matter who you are, it may be difficult.”
Just because Chris had become a high 8-Star did not mean he surpassed the Vengeful Spirit.
Because the Vengeful Spirit was, at the present time, the one in the Magus Empire who was closest to the state of a 9-Star (advancing) Lesser Demon King.
But Chris still wore an expression that was not the least bit worried.
“It’s fine. I have a plan for everything.”
Idrinne nodded her head firmly.
“I understand! I will believe in you.”
“Instead, there is something you need to do for me.”
“Me, you say? Is this that ‘favor of friendship’ you speak of? Just say the word! I will do whatever you say!!”
Idrinne raised her voice, as if excited by Chris’s request.
But soon, her smile vanished completely.
It was after she had heard Chris’s request.
“…What did you just say? Are you in your right mind?”
“Why, is there a problem?”
Idrinne’s mouth gaped open.
There was. A very big one.
“Isn’t that no different from a suicide mission?!”
Because what Chris had said was so absurd that even the foolish Idrinne was taken aback.
It was the beginning of the operation.
***
This operation was not particularly bizarre.
But it was more shocking than any operation before.
[Family Life-and-Death Duel]
As the name suggested, it meant to wage war, house against house, until one side was annihilated.
He had requested a Life-and-Death Duel with the Curse Demonic House in the name of the branch of the Dark Demonic House.
“Please reconsider! If you request a Family Life-and-Death Duel, the Curse Demonic House will try to kill you with all their might!”
“It’s fine. In fact, I welcome it.”
Chris raised the corner of his mouth.
“Because I, too, plan to annihilate the Curse Demonic House.”
He wasn't just saying it.
Chris planned to uproot the Curse Demonic House.
‘Because the Curse Demonic House is full of rotten whelps with no room for redemption.’
As one could tell from the deeds the whelps of the Curse Demonic House had committed until now, they were the most wicked house, along with the Mystic Necromancy.
The reason he had requested a Life-and-Death Duel was to surely uproot the Curse Demonic House.
The problem was the feasibility.
“Even if you call it a branch of the Dark Demonic House, there are only a few who came with you, are there not?!”
“Why? You’re here, too. I’m counting on you.”
Idrinne had decided to temporarily join the branch of the Dark Demonic House and participate in the Life-and-Death Duel.
“Th-thank you for believing in me. Just leave it to me!! …No, that’s not it, it’s still impossible!!”
Idrinne bit her lip hard.
“This will not do. Our Blood Sword Demonic House will also request a Life-and-Death Duel.”
“…There’s no need to go that far.”
If they were to lose, it would give the Curse Demonic House a legitimate pretext to annihilate the Blood Sword Demonic House.
Of course, he planned to win, but he could not force such a risk upon the Blood Sword Demonic House.
However, an unexpected voice was heard.
“For the sake of our savior, we can, of course, bear this much.”
A gentle voice.
A woman with a somewhat similar appearance to Idrinne and a deep sense of grace.
It was the Lady of Blood, Berling.
She had regained consciousness thanks to Chris’s treatment!
Her complexion was deathly pale, as if she had not yet fully recovered. Her limbs were also gaunt and withered from the aftermath of having been unconscious for so long.
“Because our savior has done nothing less than save our house.”
It was not an exaggeration.
It wasn't just that he had saved the Head of the House, Rubinson, and the Vice-Head, Berling.
Idrinne, too, had had her life saved by Chris, and thanks to Chris moving the Dark Alliance to strike the Necromantic Curse, the Blood Sword Demonic House had been able to maintain its lineage until now.
“Still, it is unnecessary. To be honest, you won’t be of much help.”
In his plan, a large-scale force would only be a hindrance.
It was a refusal made in all sincerity, but.
“Mother, if you say that, Christian is a shy person, so he deliberately reacts in a prickly manner.”
“Oh my, is that so?”
“Yes, the reason he usually speaks so prickly is all because he’s shy.”
“How cute. Huhu.”
‘…That’s not it at all.’
To the bitter-faced Chris, Berling continued.
“Please do not feel burdened. On the contrary, we are the ones who wish for the annihilation of the Curse Demonic House more than anyone else. To be honest, I do not wish to yield our revenge to our savior.”
It was the Blood Sword Demonic House that had suffered the most from the cruel tyranny of the Curse Demonic House.
In the end, Chris nodded his head, and a formal declaration of war was delivered to the Curse Demonic House.
The Vengeful Spirit showed an enraged reaction.
[A whelp who does not know his place. How dare he.]
The Vengeful Spirit looked at the ‘doll’ that had come as a messenger.
Chris had absurdly used the specialty of the Curse Demonic House, puppetry, to deliver the declaration of war.
If he had sent an ordinary magus as a messenger, it was obvious they would have been captured and subjected to terrible torture, so he had used a doll, but the Vengeful Spirit felt as if he were being insulted.
[I will turn you and everyone in the Blood Sword Demonic House into experimental subjects and put you in a state where you can neither live nor die. Set the place and time for the decisive battle.]
[There is no need to set it.]
The doll let out a cold voice.
[The war has already begun.]
[…What did you say?]
At the same time.
Kwaaaaaaaang!!!!
A loud noise echoed from outside.
[!!]
The Vengeful Spirit’s complexion changed.
It was a familiar energy, dark demonic energy!
As soon as he had declared war, Christian had invaded. The main house of the Curse Demonic House.
The doll, too, was engulfed in black demonic energy.
[You and the Curse Demonic House will meet your end today.]
Paaaaaaat!
Before he could do anything, the doll self-destructed, and a powerful energy washed over the Vengeful Spirit.
It was not a simple dark demonic energy.
The legendary poison of the Extreme Poison Demonic House, the Heavenly Poison, spread to the Vengeful Spirit.
[You whelp, how dare you!!! I will kill you.]
The Vengeful Spirit grit his teeth and let out an enraged voice.
***
‘It seems the Heavenly Poison worked well.’
Chris whistled.
Of course, no matter how much it was the Heavenly Poison, it could not harm the Vengeful Spirit in the slightest.
However, it could tie up the Vengeful Spirit’s feet for the short while he was dealing with the Heavenly Poison.
That short amount of time was enough.
To execute his plan.
“You whelp!!!”
“How dare you!!”
As he broke down the main gate and stepped inside, numerous magi appeared from all over the place.
The number that appeared in a short while was on a scale that exceeded several hundred.
A force befitting one of the Five Strong. On the other hand, the number on the side of the invader, Chris, was not even a handful.
Christian, Kashmir, Marie, Alros.
And Idrinne, Berling, and a few of the 7-Star highest-ranking magi of the Blood Sword Demonic House were all there was.
Compared to the forces of the Curse Demonic House that were swarming in like a dark cloud, the number, which was less than ten in total, was shabby beyond compare.
“You’ve all lost your minds. To think you would walk into your own graves.”
A man in a jet-black robe stepped forward, spewing a ghastly energy.