Chapter 29 (2/2)
The sound of footsteps approached him from behind, causing Comoros to freeze briefly, before relaxing again. He stood up and looked back at the handsome young man who just came in, the boy’s appearance was similar to his own, the closeness of their blood seemed to make Comoros become somber, even if only a little bit.
“I didn’t think it would be you” Comoros seemed to have given up completely, only a broken smile could be seen on his face: “Is this Ne… the Lord’s cruel joke?”
“I just happened to be free” Noah spoke calmly, even though he knew the relationship between himself and this person, even though he knew exactly what was about to happen, he wasn’t at all concerned.
Comoros’ heart went completely cold, in the end, he was still the same cowardly youth, even now he didn’t dare to refer to the Lord by name. In his fright, he almost felt like he had returned to that moment of 10 years ago.
Facing a trapped flock of crows with a bow in his hand, uncle Dax fell on one side, black blood flowing from his mouth, roaring for him to kill the crows, giving him the courage to fire those last crucial shots.
But a second later, the fishing net was ripped apart, that person— no, that devil emerged from the crows, cruel and ominous. All of Comoros’ courage was blown away simply by seeing that figure.
“What exactly do you want with me!!” Comoros roared in his frenzy: “Can’t I even try to resist you in my dreams, to think of resisting you in my mind!?”
“Foolish one, didn’t you already offer your forehead to me? Why do you still fear me so?” Wang Yuan simply smiled while standing among the corpses, simply by standing there, he gave off a sense of wild beauty and indescribable charm.
It was also this charm that caused so many people to surrender themselves to him. The Cauchy, the Kent, mercenaries, merchants, even heroic adventurers and faithful clerics couldn’t escape the fate of being controlled by this existence.
The more he felt that to be the case, the more pained and mad Comoros became. Because it was him that brought this devil from the wilderness and spread his influence to the Cauchy people. It was his influence that caused Comoros to be isolated, to become a detached ‘leader’, as well as an experimental specimen that could be discarded at will.
“You are too foolish, Comoros” Wang Yuan stepped closer and closer to Comoros: “If you felt so pained and so sorrowful, then give up on those unimportant matters. Be it your morals or your emotions, and surrender yourself completely to me. That way, everything that troubles you will no longer carry any meaning”
Wang Yuan stood in front of Comoros and extended his hand: “Tell me your choice, Comoros. My merciful self has already helped you remove all other options, and so regardless of what you choose, you will no longer feel pain”
“Ahahaha!” Comoros stared at Wang Yuan’s extended hand and laughed frenzily, just as Wang Yuan had said, he was pushed into a corner without any choice but death.
He walked forward, away from his illusion, the one standing before him was no longer Wang Yuan, but Noah, his younger brother, Noah.
“Brother, if you can, please pass on my apology to father!” Comoros hugged Noah and left his final words. At this point, he no longer had anything to fear.
Pushing the knife through his heart, Noah pushed Comoros’ dead body away without any emotions, followed the teachings of the Lord and collected the golden blood flowing from Comoro’s heart. He then turned around and told the Crowmen who appeared outside: “Put the criminal Chris Modo on the region’s wanted list. Charge: Killing the former leader Comoros”
“You’re finally showing a bit of devotion, Comoros” Wang Yuan stood under the shades of a tree, glanced at the rotten body being pecked by the crows and gave his once-servant one final comment.