Chapter 646 - Town of Miracle (2/2) (1/2)
Chapter 646: Town of Miracle (2/2)
The group of Half-Demons was bewildered as they entered the entrance and strode through the clean, spacious corridor. These pitiful nomads had never been to such formal and elegant venue since they were born. Sol cautiously followed Agatha and turned back to ensure that his companions were fine from time to time. These dauntless warriors in the battlefield had become nervous and timid like little rabbits. How amusing.
As the group neared the hall, a dark figure flitted by and stopped them from moving farther.
“Agatha, are they the helpers that the fellow has mentioned?”
A young lady donned in an elegant dress placed a finger on her lips and let out a chuckle. Her two black ponytails swayed along with her movements. Then, she narrowed her burgundy eyes and lifted her chin, gazing at the Half-Demons in disdain. She let out a snort.
“I thought that fellow was referring to some powerful helpers. At the end of the day, it’s just a group of bastards. What a waste of my time to check on them personally. How disappointing. That fellow could have told me if he wanted such a standard of helpers. There’s a bunch of slaves in Hell that are much more useful than them.”
“… De… Demon…”
Although Celestina’s words were full of disdain and arrogance, Sol’s group weren’t furious at all. Instead, they looked on with ashen expressions and trembled on their feet. The red-haired young lady behind Sol turned pale and pea-sized sweat beads dripped from her forehead. Without the need of explanation, the tainted bloodline in them was enough for them to recognize the Demon’s identity.
A high-class Demon.
Everyone including Sol had the urge to kneel down and serve Celestina immediately as soon as they heard her voice. The Demon bloodline flowing in them shuddered and the strict hierarchy between the Demons struck them. If it weren’t for the other half of the Human bloodline diluting the urge and their prides holding themselves back, perhaps they would have held their breaths before the black-haired young lady.
“Demon!”
The red-haired young lady bellowed and flashed her curved blade. She ground her teeth and stared at Celestina. The latter squinted and revealed a menacing glint in her burgundy eyes.
“What? Who do you think you are to challenge me? How brave. Come on, show me what you’re worth…”
Celestina stretched out her hand and several thorny whips flew out from her sleeves. Sol’s group stared in disbelief. They didn’t know what they should do in this situation. Even though they tried to draw their weapons to resist this terrifying Demon, the Demon bloodline in them held them back entirely. The respect from deep down in their soul and blood was conflicting violently with their willpower.
On the other hand, neither did Agatha react to Celestina’s actions nor console Sol’s group. She watched on from the side nonchalantly as though it was just a plain wall before her and nothing was there.
The tense atmosphere around them was on the verge of breaking. At this moment, a white figure dove from above.
“Big Sister!”
Celia spread her gorgeous wings and stood by Celestina’s side in resentment.
“Master only allowed you to meet the future members who will fight alongside us and not let you frighten them. How are you going to answer to Master if you do this?”
“Why must I care about what he thinks?”