36 Chapter 36: Getting The Hell Out Of Dodge (1/2)

In an abandoned part of Kuoh town a massive man with a pair of horns growing from his head and slanting like that of bulls, curving until it stops by the side of his cheeks, stood in front of a man who was lying on the ground and a woman who was barely standing.

”I think you should get out of here while you still have the chance”, Mournomon said as his eyes scanned the surrounding area, looking at the various devils hiding, waiting to ambush Cleria and Masaomi if they were to escape, when his eyes passed thought the hidden devils they unconsciously shivered in fear, feeling as if he could see them, but that was clearly impossible, right?

”What do you mean?”, Cleria asked, she felt dead tired and just wanted to close her eyes and rest for a bit, but she couldn't do that not while they were still in the open and not till Masoami's condition was stabilized.

”Don't act dumb with me girl, you know as well as I that the exorcists are the least of your problem”, Mournomon said.

'Of course', Cleria thought as she became vigilant once more, ”It seems my family wants me dead”, she stated bitterly, Mosaomi also had a bitter expression on his face.

”So now we're facing devils, after barely surviving my old team, why must God hate our reunion so?”, Masaomi asked out loud bitterly, as he stared at the sky as if asking why he was forsaken for merely loving a devil.

”You ask a question no one will be able to answer you at this time, I have questioned the dude against the devils and angels for some time, there must have been a purpose a long time ago, but in this time and age, it is nothing but meaningless slaughter, with the already dwindling numbers of angels and devils its a wonder that each race still has some pittance of order.”, Said Mournomon.

Cleria could only sigh at there situation, hated by all sides, and there only hope was an unknown dragon with great power. How long could they rely on this dragon, how long would he even be willing to shelter or protect them, she had used one of her life-saving chances and only had two left not to mention she didn't know how far he would help each time she used it. Her face was filled with worry just thinking of what would happen to her and Masaomi if this dragon, were to abandon them.

Mournomon gently placed his hand on Cleria's shoulder, pouring a bit of his mana into her. She stared up at him in surprise as she felt his mana travel into her, but she didn't jump back in retreat instead she just let it run through her body, it brought her a calming feeling, as well as the illusion of infinite strength, just feeling the power that coursed into her body, made her once again realize what kind of existence a dragon was or more precisely this dragon in front of her. To her surprise, her wounds started closing up as the mana that was sent into her devoured the holy traces left by the light weapons, which were stopping her from healing herself.

When all the vestiges of holy energy in her body was gone Mournomon withdrew his mana, ”I see you have a lot of burdens on your shoulder, let this one at least try and lift some of it”, he said in a calming voice different from what Cleria was used to him acting, he seemed gentler, kinder even...

”Well now that you have calmed down, whats are you going to do now, my time is precious and I can't be wasting it protecting some devil girl and her weakling of an exorcist lover”, Mournomon said.

'Yip, he's still an asshole', Cleria thought as she shook off all positive delusions of the dragon in front of her, but just couldn't seem to get rid of those kind draconic eyes, they're like a brand burned into her very soul. SHe couldn't help but feel that he really cared but was putting up a front as not to show it.

”I think it would be best if we could get someplace less open first, I can't help but feel as if there are enemies stalking us in the dark.” Cleria said as she threw all other thoughts aside.

”Probably because there are enemies stalking you in the dar, in fact, there are several devils hidden in the surroundings and they are all eyeing your perky ass, well your and that sorry-looking exorcist over there are asses.”, Mournomon said, smiling nonchalantly.

”So were surrounded just great”, Masaomi said as he vigilantly looked around him while pathetically lying on the ground too weak to move even a muscle,

”Would you stop badmouthing him, isn't it enough he is in such a horrible condition?”, Cleria finally spoke up about a point that had been urging her this whole time.

”How did he become so messed up anyway?”, Mournomon asked ignoring her.