CHAPTER 402: A PROBLEM OF IDENTITY (1/2)
Big, black and thick…
I’m not even sure what to say to that, but I guess the problem now is how does she know about the Devil King Idol!
Actually, it’s not all that strange that she would know about the Devil King Idol, is it? It does represent the status of a Devil King’s successor, after all. Kind of like a crown prince… Wait, don’t tell me she thinks I’m some spawn of a Devil King… if that’s the case, maybe she’s really sincere about talking.
But can these Dark Elves really be trusted? In a competition of principles, those blasted cats would beat them hands down.
“Relax.” Said the clan leader, having clearly seen through my hesitation even through the Devil King Idol. “I swear in the name of the Goddess Lolthe that I won’t harm you.”
Normally, an oath in the name of one’s god would never be false, but this was Lolthe we were talking about. She was an evil goddess whose impression amongst the outside world varied between cruel, deceptive, treacherous and just plain evil. In other words, her followers couldn’t be much better either. Can a bad person be trusted? Well, I don’t how others feel, but I’m definitely not trusting one.
“I’ve already sworn an oath in the goddess’s name, is that not enough?”
As she said that, she began casting a simple hypnotic spell that would allow her words to affect anyone whose will wasn’t strong enough.
It was a strong spell, that was for sure, but unfortunately for her, I had the blessing of Envy. Thanks to that, I technically had the bloodlines of an Illusion Demon within me. Illusions were practically like breathing to such creatures, and they were certainly a lot stronger in this field than a bunch of Dark Elves.
Even so, the fact that her spell was ineffective did nothing to change my current situation. I couldn’t beat her and neither could I escape… Just hiding out in this golem isn’t going to work in the long term. I need to find some way out of this…
“Don’t worry, since you have a Devil King Idol, that means you’re a spawn of some Devil King. I’m not daring enough to harm such a Devil. So how about you trust your big sister over here, she won’t harm you at all.”
As she said that, her alluring voice almost seemed to carry a fragrant quality to it, though that was clearly impossible. Her words made sense, yet I just couldn’t bring myself to believe her. Even so, what she mentioned wasn’t false -that was just basic common sense in the Three Hells.
Clearly, such a Devil was the very child of Abaddon’s King, the Devil King of Pride!