Volume 7, The Fourth Step towards the End: Devil, the Dance of the Devils (1/2)
Volume 7, The Fourth Step towards the End: Devil, the Dance of the Devils
Translator: Translator
This night race is too strong!
I felt myself losing heart. I still wanted to properly research the habits of these creatures. In this book, there were so many interesting creatures listed, many of which could be matched with a corresponding non-human race. There must be a link between these!
But this link was one I could possibly never find in this lifetime.
What a waste of the opportunity of finding this book. If Charles were to know that this book caused my death, he probably would think that it was worth it?
Oh, that’s not right. If I died, then most likely Ezart would go down with me. That butler who values his young master so much would probably rather I continue to live on as long as I don’t drag Ezart to his death.
“Even at this point, you’re molesting the book?” Ezart looked at me in shock.
Book? Oh, you mean the one in my hand?
Book… Wait! If the ones in front of us truly are the night race!
They claimed this race was the failure closest to perfection. The night race were absolutely strong and they had eternal life, but what came with it was a lack of reproductive abilities and a strong weakness to sunlight, in which even the slightest bit of exposure would turn them to ashes…
“Sunlight! We need sunlight!”
“… We’re underground.”
Aren was sitting in the living room, reading a book. The moment he saw me return, he stood up and politely called, “Charles-gē.”
I had not imagined that it would be Aren at home. Mr. Bramble had truly planned an excellent arrangement, as Aren’s identity was the easiest one to explain.
I turned to tell the person behind me. “This is Aren. He is the young master’s friend and lives just next door.”
“Aren, this is Mr. Luo Ye.”
Aren looked at him and greeted him politely, “Luo Ye-shūshu, nice to meet you.”
Mr. Luo Ye looked at him gently, clearly happy to meet the young master’s friend.
“Mr. Luo Ye, please make yourself at home. I will be going ahead to cook. If there is anything that you need, please feel free to call me.”
“Go quick, Ah Ye said he’s hungry,” Luo Ye urged.
I walked into the kitchen to start the food preparation. As I was arranging the cold dish of smoked salmon, I abruptly heard a loud shout from outside.
“Charles-gē! I’m going out for a while!”
Huh? I slide stepped and got to the living room in an instant, but only managed to catch Aren rushing out the door, extremely flustered to the point he didn’t even close the front door.
There was only one person left in the living room. I could only ask him, “Mr. Luo Ye, may I ask what has happened?”
The other replied in shock, “I don’t know either. We were watching the news, and just reached an exciting point when he suddenly stood up and yelled that he was going out.”
I turned to look at the television and nearly cried out, too.
On the screen, Dark Sun was currently confronting four people. Three of them had rather peculiar appearances, but what was most important was—Dark Sun’s left arm was drenched in blood.
Young Master!
Translator: Ugh, another fight scene this month? Just how many fight scenes are there? Let me try this time machine again… This time, it has to work!
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