Chapter 100 (1/2)

After the battle, Philip hurriedly went to Luke and asked,

“Are you alright, Lord?”

“Yes, I think I was saved because of the guardian locket that the princess gave me.”

Luke took out the chain that was hanging around his neck.

The locket was a bit distorted as it had been hit with the staff a while ago.

Seeing Luke all safe, Philip sighed out of relief and soon asked what he had been curious about.

“Lord, what was the power that you have used a while ago…?”

“Yes, I think you know what it is.”

‘The power of the Devil King!’ which Philip had thought of.

Philip’s face went stiff.

Honestly, he was expecting something like that to have happened.

He had been a bit suspicious of Luke ever since he had been going into the Devil King’s Castle without taking any of his retainers.

He had suspected that Luke had secretly acquired the vision of the Devil King Saymon, and was learning, now it had been proved!

“I know you are disappointed. A descendant of a warrior touching something he never should.” Luke said.

“That power… are you able to control it?” Philip asked.

The dark magic was difficult to opt as it was considered as uncontrollable for wizards.

The power which was beyond one’s control immediately corrupts the soul of a wizard.

But as Luke nodded, Philip’s expression softened.

“Then I guess it is all right. I won’t be picking on you like the old retainers back home. If you need to catch a rat, it isn’t supposed to matter if the cat is a black one or a white one.”

Philip understood what Luke had done that for.

Which was why he decided to believe in Luke, and his innocence.

“But, I have a favor, if I die, just don’t make me into a Death Knight.”

“Okay, then as I have told you before, I will make you into a Durahan.”

“Lord!”

“Hahaha, don’t worry. I still haven’t learned how to do it, and I have no intention of learning it either.”

Luke glanced over from Philip.

Clark and the other mercenaries who had survived the raid went up to the fallen wizard.

“What is this? This bitch?”

“She is an elf too. So, you were the one chasing us!”

Clark saw why she had been following them, he pushed the head of the fallen elf.

“Hey, elf bitch! What do you get for doing this to us? Speak up! Wake up right now!”

Clark raised his hand and was ready to hit her on her cheek.

Luke held his hand and asked,

“Who told you that you could touch that woman?”

Crack!

“Ahk!”

As Luke held the hand, Clark’s hand broke down like a cane.

“Kukuk… why, why did you do this, Lord? That lady has…” Clark said.

“I know, I was going to save you guys from them. But, even I hate the fact that you catch good fairies and sell them off as slaves.”

“But, why?”

“Why did I say that I was going to help? I was accompanying you people to take you to some thick forest and then bury you.”

“Ekk!”

Unlike the frightened group of Clark and his buddies, Philip just nodded his head feeling relieved.

Knowing that Luke learned dark magic, Philip thought that Luke decided to help them because of turning a little evil.

“Kay then, should I clean out the trash?” Luke asked.

“Ahhk!”

Clark and the others who were frightened of Luke ran away the very instant.

They knew that they couldn’t fight against the man who managed to handle the elven wizard.

Their actions were wise, however, there was no way that they could escape Luke’s grip.

“Petro Light.”

As soon as Luke’s eyes flashed, Clark and the others stood still in the place.

Their bodies were slowly turning hard and they began to panic.

“Haaaa! Please let us be! Please!”

Luke didn’t even bother listening to them, those who didn’t bother listening to the cries of the fairies.

Philip too just looked at them with a teasing face.

The screams of the mercenaries echoed in the woods till the moment their tongues went stiff and then their whole bodies.

They soon turned into stone statues.