Chapter 42 - The Don and The Hidden Boss of Dark Scily Forest 3 (2/2)

”No matter how it ends and what kind of bad omen will come, I won't yield to your sweet talk and request. Oh, man, please open your eyes from the truth. We've been known each other before the destruction of the old Empire, the coronation of Queen Victoria, and the liberation of the Unified States of Amerigo from the hands of the Anglo-Saxons, old friend. Why are you so stubborn?” Seraph stormed as he raised one finger of his hand.

”Old friend, you don't understand at all. The true lord is inside Hermes Archnemesis. You're making a big mistake in your life. We've been waiting for his return and I want to prevent you to kill him once again. The grand lord isn't trustworthy and he ain't the previous Emperor we've loved and protected against the odds,” Justin explained, saddened face.

His eyes frowned as he looked at his old pal.

”Uh, uh, no, you're completely wrong. He's the true re- Gosh, man,” Justin jumped away before powerful artillery shot destroyed his clouds. ”What the f.u.c.k? You're cheatin' man. Tell me first before you shot me, I'm not ready for that though.”

The two exchanged a powerful lost ark and the mana released from each side created a large crater on the ground. The cause of their destructive spells burned the grass and turned the rocks into ashes.

”[Tenebris Flamma]” Justin cast, a dark flaming orbs absorbed all of the flames around the surface and formed spherical bullets. Then, he locked his eyes at his target and shot every single particle coming from his opponent.

”Oh, no you don't, [Tenebrosa Aqua]” Seraph activated his trap card and used his arm to destroy the bullets aiming at his life. Then, it dispersed into the air like nothing.

'Weak,' Seraph smirked after he succeeded to counter it.

”Seraph!”

”What the fu― Gaaaah”

The assassin was almost lost his life, but the butler chose to spare him by switching the angle of his weapon. Only his face got hit by the edge of his sword.

The impact pushed him back four meters away from the air. Then, the butler stood his feet on the clouds again.

”Be grateful that I didn't kill you, man,” said Justin, folded his arm across his c.h.e.s.t. ”Shut the hell up, pal. It ain't funny,” Seraph sput out some blood from his mouth and wiped the blood from his lips.

'Damn it, this is not going as per the plan says. No matter, I have to buy some time before they arrive,' Seraph worried.

”Justin, let me tell you somethin'. Look, we're only wasting our time. You and I don't want to fight each other since we have a history between us. As an old friend and comrade in arms, let me ask again. Please join us,” offered Seraph as he forwarded his right hand.

The butler clicked his tongue and chuckled.

”How many times do I have to spell this to you, I won't join that ridiculous organization of your fake master,” Justin refused.

”He ain't a fake! Oh, the flame of the grand lord lends me your power. Let this heretic to be enlightened, [Redeem!]” Seraph shot powerful artillery, blasting the sky with a full burst of its power.

”F.u.c.k,” Seraph panted, ”Why are you still standing? This is so unfair!”

On the small piece of reformed cloud, the butler was yawning alone.

”Oh, you finished? Man, your powers are getting weaker than before. Maybe, it because you serve the wrong master after all. Take a look, it didn't leave a single scratch around my body. But good job for reshaping the face of the stratosphere. Very impressive indeed,” joshed Justin as congratulated him.

Seraph's vein on his forehead appeared and clenched his teeth, lips retracted.

”Shut up, [Dark Burst!]”

The butler used his barrier to counter it and launched a counteroffensive spell, ”[Dark C.u.munoe]”

”Shit, the forbidden lost art,” Seraph jumped away before a small orb of dark aura launched on his former position. ”Phew, that was close,” he heaved a sigh of relief.

”Man, you should just let yourself go back to hell, Seraph. After all, the origin of your existence came from it,” said Justin as he heaved a disappointing sigh.

”Shut the f.u.c.k, you demon. You're also one of us,” Seraph pointed his index as he argued with his comment.

”Oh, well. Wanna give up already? I have a task to do,” Justin yawned.

'Hmm?' Justin's eyes opened wide when someone tried to stab him from the back.

A black shadow appeared behind Seraph and whispered, ”It is done, milord.”

Seraph chuckled quietly, lips upturned.

”Good job, informant. Do your next task now, proceed to phase 2. Begone,” he ordered. ”Yes, sir,” the black shadow transformed into a letter and disappeared from the battle zone.

”Wait a sec, is that 'informant'?” Justin pointed his thumb in the direction where it went to. ”Surprise? Only the reincarnation of our lord has the authority to tame them all. The informant is one of the 'Twelve Great Lost Spirits' of our former Empire and one of the devoted and favorite pets of our master,” said Seraph as he shrugged his arms off.

'What the hell? They got the [Informant]. This is bad. It is still weaker than those two spirits though. What if,' Justin worried with cold sweat.

”Don't tell me, that man tamed the [Paperus] and [Slime]?” asked Justin as he ready himself to attack him. ”Sorry, talk to my hand. Even I know, I won't tell you,” said Seraph, sticking out his tongue.

Slowly, a small letter went to the butler's blind spot.

”You bastard, only the rightful owner should tame those pets. Gaaah,” Justin, surprised, was sealed by the shadow tentacles.

”Oh, my old friend. You completely forgot that the informant has a mission. And that mission is to seal you. Thanks to our deep companionship, I know exactly your very weakness. Specifically, that is the pets of the Emperor, though. You can't do shit against them because they belong to him. Man, you fall again into my trap,” Seraph burst into laughter after he witnessed his capture.

”F, f.u.c.k, not again. This ain't funny, man, [Teneburus Fuuma!]” Justin cast a spell but it didn't work.

”C'mon, man. The informant is a great spirit that has a powerful passive skill. It only nullifies any offensive and defensive spell at once. In other words, it is futile to fight back.

”[Fuuma Imparte!]”

A mushroom-shaped atmosphere got formed after the large explosion.

Black flames swarmed the surface and turned the whole place into a dead zone.

”F.u.c.k, I failed!” Justin yelped.

”Oh, Lord Justin, please restrain yourself. Stop resisting,” the informant begged. ”Shut the hell up, you stupid piece of letter!” Justin raged.

”See, my friend. You can't escape from the powers of the Grandlord. Man, now we're even. Do you know that you got defeated again by an informant? After we received a call from one of our spies last week. I immediately went into trouble to separate you from that fraud. I can't believe you forgot that he exists,” said Seraph, smiling.

He placed a hand on the butler's c.h.e.s.t and cast a spell.

”Gaaaagh. This is... is... [Ignito]. Where the f.u.c.k did you learn this forbidden spell, Seraph?” Justin demanded. ”From the Grandlord,” Seraph answered.

'F.u.c.k him!' Justin raged.

Seraph showed a small hand with a mirror on its palm. Then, the eyes of the butler scorched like a burning boat in the sea. He raged in severe pain.

”My eyes, goddamn it. Another lost relic of the past. Aaaagh,” he denounced as he covered his eyes with his hands. Then, he lost his balance and fell from the sky.

”Say your regards to the world, my friend. Your life is now in our true lord's hands. Be grateful that I still think of you as my friend, so I won't kill you. You're a very valuable asset for my next plan,” Seraph smirk as he kicked his face to the ground.

”Gaagh,” Justin coughed blood after he severely got hurt after the fall.

Seraph stomped his feet on the badly hurt butler and pointed the barrel of his weapon at his face.

”Goddamn it, Grandlord's hand of despair. Why do you possess one of his fleshes? Don't tell me, that bastard has already succeeded in making a clone of his body? I, Impossible,” Justin complained as he sput out some blood from his mouth.

”C'mon, man. I told you, he's the one. No man could hurt us except him. He's the one who created us after all. No matter, you'll be enlightened after the great plan of our master begun,” Seraph chuckled.

'F.u.c.kin' devotee. You're blinded too real!' Justin chided inside his mind.

”W, what are you all planning, bastards?” inquired Justin as he tried to open his eyes. ”Oh, my gosh, man. You're truly a stupid man. Do you really think I will tell you everything after what happened today? Oh, well. When you wake up, you're going to work with us anyway so there's nothing will be lost anyway. I'll make it short, the plan is simple and almost ready to begin, though. It is to create a conflict that will unite this island under one rule,” Seraph answered with a confident face.

”Hold on, please I'm beggin' you. Y' can do anything from me, but don't you dare touch my master. He's truly the chosen vessel of the true Emperor. He's the real one, Seraph!”

”Shut it, Justin. I'm trying to tell you. He's not even worthy of our servitude. He's a pathetic and shameful existence for our race. Remember, we are demons. The only race that still exists in this world. We shared the same bloodline and we're the proud member of the former loyal eunuch of the Great Empire. Nevermind, you're an idiot to swear your loyalty to that child, so you wouldn't understand yet,” Seraph explained as he heaved a disappointing sigh.

”Seraph, listen buddy! Informant, release me. Don't cover my mouth. Informant, if you truly love our beloved master. Go and meet Don Hermes Archnemesis. Go find him, I'm beggin' you. Cancel your oath of loyalty to the faker, informant.”

”Hermes? But Grand lord said he's a fake,” the informant hesitated. ”I won't believe you, Lord Justin. Just stay still.”

”Hayayay,” Seraph placed a hand on his forehead and heaved a sigh. ”When you can understand that I'm trying to open your eyes to the truth, he's the true reincarnation of our late Emperor. The leader of all races that got erased from the last war. All of the races except humanity perish because of that dumb Goddess.”

”Seraph, please. I'm beggin' you. Open your eyes. He's the one!”

He clicked his tongue with a wrinkling face.

”You don't have to worry, I'll wake up after I kill him. Do it, informant. Seal his mind and let him take a rest. Send him to the dungeon. Sleep well, old friend,” Seraph commanded. ”Yes, milord,” the informant nodded and cast a forbidden lost art to the captured butler.

The butler's body got swallowed by the dark shadow and disappeared.

'F.u.c.k, what a power.'

Seraph raised his head up and closed his eyes.

”It is done, master. All hail the Grandlord,” he said.