Chapter 148 - Invitation and Demonkind [12] (1/2)

Chapter 148. Invitation and Demonkind [12]

In the forest located near Orest.

Zerey Grazario, who was on the verge of death, was moving by pulling himself across the ground.

「Haa haa…」

Having failed to eliminate Allen Rodore, he clenched his teeth in humiliation he had never experienced before.

(Damn, I’m in such a sorry state…)

His recovery ability was unable to heal him even in the least bit. Flaming hatred flared up within when he saw his body, which was almost similar to a ragged cloth.

(I absolutely won’t forgive you, Allen Rodore!)

Holding onto the hatred in his heart, he moved little by little, using the grudge as fuel.

(I have to survive at any cost and convey it to my brethren… The information I got on… Allen Rodore!)

As Zerey crawled across the ground, desperately trying to escape from Allen,

「Oh? I found him, Rize-san! I found a demon looking guy!」

A shady man in a suspicious clown costume – Clown Jester, appeared from the forest.

In addition,

「Hmm… Where? Araraa…. Seems like it got done in pretty badly…」

A woman dressed in a glamorous kimono, with fox slit eyes, Rize-Dorahain appeared.

「…Just an inferior race, huh.」

Zerey, who saw the unidentified humans, breathed in relief inwardly.

If it’s『just a human being』, he can kill them in an instant, as long as they’re not an exception like Allen.

「Right now, I don’t have time to be concerned about trash like you. Curse Method – Fire Oppression」

The moment the invisible curse flew,

「Dessicate -〈Withered Parasol〉」

Fire Oppression was erased by a mysterious power.

「You’re quite jumpy… Let’s talk for a little bit, shall we?」Rize said, cackling.

「What the…? Why doesn’t the curse method work? Don’t tell me you bastards are also!?」

All of a sudden, Zerey began to claw at his throat.

(C-Can’t breathe…!? This inferior race… Just what kind of ability…)

Due to severe lack of oxygen, Zerey lost consciousness.

「Capture complete. Now then, Clown. Before Allen-kun comes here, hurry up and carry him to my mansion.」

「Roger! Fufufu… The body of a demon, I’ve always wanted to play with it once!」

The moment Clown, with a smile of madness, carried Zerey under his arm,

「…Eh?」

Zerey, whom Clown was holding firmly, disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the hoarse voice of an old man echoed.

「Hyohoho, I’m sorry, but I think I’ll take care of him instead.」

As Rize and Clown looked back at the same time, a short, old man stood there.

Hair, eyebrows, and eyelids were all pure white.

With one hand on a cane, and his hips clearly bent.

Zerey was lying at his feet.

(…That’s strange. When on earth did he snatch Zerey away from me?)