175 Willem of Arsene (2/2)
”Hihihi. The One Reborn you say? A mere weakling, barely stronger than a lich. For that was what he was. Yes, was.” As she was saying this, she extracted his soul, creating the blue ball everyone that worked with her was so familiar. But for the demons, starring at the soul of their enemy slowly being created in front of them, it looked like a dream.
”It doesn't matter if you killed him! You have harmed our kin and for that, you will payyyy? Emperor?” Looking at the large hand that was gripping his shoulder, the word keeper did not understand what was going on. Why was he smiling all of a sudden? The enemy had infiltrated the very capital, even taunting them in their home. But for the other party, that was just a minor inconvenience.
”I … I am sorry but I feel I should know you. But so many years have passed, and I have forgotten a lot of things. Let me introduce me, I am called Arsene.” Under the baffled stares of his subordinates, the creature covered in fur looked almost friendly. Like he was discussing with a friend and not someone that was sent to kill him. But his already small smile grew, even more, when he heard the name of the other party.
”I guess it should have been expected, Arsene. Then, my name is Artosis.” Hearing the confirmation he expected after all those centuries, the werewolf howled in joy, before laughing so loudly that it made some of the ratmen's ears hurt.
”HAHAHAHA! Artosis, we were not alone after all. He was right, Candaith was right all along. That damned mage, letting me rot in this plane for nearly 200 years. And it's finally over, HAHAHAHA!” But as he was basking in joy, he did not see the stern face of Leilade. Only when the ecstasy finally ended, did he began to thought more about what was really happening.
”I am Willem, second in command of Arsene and subordinate of Lugash. Was, should I say. Because I was even healthier than the two Akûls, I proposed to check the portal for Candaith, since the undead of Akama always were destroyed. I just didn't expect to end up in this plane all alone. But right after my arrival, that lich managed to survive, filled with instruction of Candaith.” Grabbing more glasses of blood, he drank everything, while the demons were still unsure of what to do. After all, it seemed to be a casual discussion, even if they hardly understood a single sentence.
”And it was fine, until 70 years ago approximately. We had this nice kingdom, humans were calm and easily slaughtered and everything was for the best. But suddenly, I noticed that the lich was behaving weirdly. And one day, it suddenly left, called itself the One Reborn, such a presumptuous name. After that, everything began to slowly crumble, and here you are. Hey, what's with the sad face?” The immense werewolf that wouldn't be any smaller than Ymir only looked properly at Leilade after saying everything he had on his heart.
”Unfortunately, time behave strangely in here. It had been more than 1000 of years on the other planet. All the others are presumed to be dead and Candaith seemed to have been … captured.”
BLONK glonk dlonk
The iron cup he was grabbing suddenly slipped away, as he began to understand her words. In fact, two centuries were a long time, but not something that important compared to their lifespan. As long as they had a sufficient amount of food, it was fine. That's why he never thought that those staying on the planets would all die like that.
”But how? How a mere archaic planet, without even a working spaceship could kill them?” Feeling disbelief, and this sentiment easily seen on his face, it made Leilade realized that she may have mistaken him for the werewolf disappearing near a lake. While he may have passed a portal way earlier.
”A Saksa.”
”WHAT? A SAKSA?” His surprise and the fear in his eyes could not be faked, meaning that it was probably right after they landed on that planet that he entered the portal.And after that, the dwarves accidentally woke up the monster created by the Ancient, making Candaith think twice before messing up time and space.
Calmly telling him everything she knew, she saw his initial joy quickly disappearing. The vast amount of information was almost enough to make his brain explode, as it was too much too quickly. A sleeping Saksa, gods meddling with their believers, Heroes capable of standing toe to toe against an Akûl. For the first time, he realized that the nightmare he was in, the one that trapped him for all those years may have protected him. Only after she told him all of this did he finally remembered who she was.
”Zärtar Kûrlam ô Jyzref. Long live the Empress of the Underworld, Leilade Octavius.” Bowing halfway in front of her, he looked at her, as it was really the first time he ever saw her. But when he thought about how she described Candaith, there was only one individual in the entire universe that would call him a space bunny.
”We have wasted too much time now, Willem of Arsene. It's time for those Heroes to pay. Now, how should I deal with those ones?” Glancing at the mute demons all around her and the werewolf, she saw them fearing her. However, the werewolf merely shook his head, as they still allowed him to survive easily all those years. ”Let them live.” Starring at the floating soul that was instantly disinterested with those living preys and left through a wall, he chuckled a bit but did not follow her immediately.
”The One Reborn is dead. And she won't kill you. So live well, and don't kill too many humans, you will regret it.” Leaving them with a final warning, he clenched his fist before hitting the stone wall. Creating an opening in it, he jumped out, quickly catching up with Leilade. However, for the crowd of demons that looked at their Emperor running away, none of them knew what to say. Also, why the one they respected so much looked like a dog chasing after a bone?