1575 Facing Reality
Date- 13 April 2321
Time- 10:24
Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital
“That’s a damn good speech. However, if you think I, Belphegor, am afraid of a mere mortal’s vengeance then you got another thing coming. Believe it or not, I will hatch the plague egg right away,” Even with his current body edging at death Belphegor let out a malicious domineering aura, showing that his incarnation might be dying but he was still a devil.
Despite being fully aware that even the most docile and loyal dog when driven to the corner will bite, Belphegor menacingly went on to say, “Stop your stupid delusion about vengeance and just incubate the plague egg in your body. At least this way you will be able to give your friends time to say goodbye to their families.”
Listening to the devil, the demigods were puzzled wondering, ‘If you are going hatch the plague egg, then do it. What’s the need for this unnecessary dialogue? Why does the devil want Wyatt to incubate the plague egg so badly?’
Scoffing at the devil’s words, he threw the plague egg back to the devil as if tossing a ball and not a world-ending plague bomb and then turned to leave saying, “You are right, I should use what time I have left to say goodbyes to my friends and family.”
Dumbfounded, Belphegor unconsciously caught the plague egg as he heard Wyatt’s cold reply. Glancing at the broad back of his young enemy, Belphegor suddenly found it to have the broadest shoulder he had ever seen. He found himself dumbstricken and mesmerized by it.
‘WTF, this is not how things were supposed to go,’ Belphegor panicked seeing Wyatt leave. He wanted to stop Wyatt but found that he was all out of threats and could not think of anything that could probably help. He was without words.
“…” The three demigods were humbled listening to Wyatt’s cold reply and witnessing his resolute action. They believed that they could never walk away like Wyatt was doing right. They already knew that there was no way for them to keep the devil from hatching the plague egg in the card world but their heart could not let go of the delusional hope that maybe by some miracle they could. Therefore, they could never walk away from the devil accepting reality.
They would even be willing to become the best toy of the devil in hopes that the devil would spare their world rather than accept reality and move on. Wyatt’s action seemed simple but they knew how hard these simple actions were. Despite having the cold hard facts laid in front of them they could not bring themselves to walk away from the devil with Wyatt. They were frozen, not by the devil’s time rule mastery but by the limits of their mind.
“Fuck! Now I know why he could achieve so much at such a young age,” Henricks cussed as he pulled out a cigar and began to smoke it. He thought he had high discipline, patience, perseverance, and resolve but comparing himself to the young card apprentice he felt shy. This was coming from the man who created Freedom Fighters, a revolutionary force against the organization running the central government while being a part of that very organization and having killed one of its founding masters.
“No wonder, he could turn my party girl granddaughter into a virtuous lover,” Colleen sighed glancing at Wyatt’s broad shoulders while gesturing to Henricks to pass her a cigar. In the face of death, honor/revenge, all become pointless.
“Hey, Ugo. Since you are going to hatch the plague egg anyway give it to me. I want to touch it before I die,” Joy said to the devil while her gaze stuck to the plague in his hand.
“Shut up, you crazy bitch,” Belphegor cussed at the sickly demigod in irritation. Looking at the fleeting back of Wyatt he finally caved, “Stop, come back. I will make a devil’s pact to not hatch the plague egg if you were to incubate it in your body without any trickery.”
Listening to the devil, the jaws of the three demigods dropped and hung open. Wyatt stopped on his track as a grin formed on his face. Except for Anna, the people he cared for were back in Sky Blossom City, yet he headed to the royal palace grounds as all this was a ruse. Then with a straight face, he turned to look at the devil and asked in a cold voice, “You better not be proposing another one of your one-sided deals.”
“No, I promise as long as you incubate the plague egg without any trickery I will not hatch it. I give it in writing, that the plague egg will only hatch naturally when it is done sucking all of your life force,” Belphegor repeated himself seeing Wyatt stop.
The three demigods were shocked hearing the devil’s words and looked at Wyatt with wide eyes. Three of them could not help but wonder if this was what Wyatt was after from the start. They already saw that the devil preferred for the plague egg to be incubated in Wyatt’s body rather than hatching it directly. However, they did not think it was enough leverage for them to force the devil’s hand yet Wyatt achieved what they thought was not possible.
“Belphegor, you and I both know our promise and writing amount to nothing,” Wyatt said with a deep voice seeing how the devil subtly reduced signing a devil’s pact to a promise and a writing.
“Fine, I will share the pact with your codex, accept my request,” Belphegor said with a clenched face. By the pact, Belphegor meant the devil merchant pact, and by the codex, he meant the demon/devil merchant codex.
“Fine, but I want to modify the conditions,” Wyatt declared accepting Belphegor’s devil merchant pact request on his demon merchant codex.
[Dear Demon Merchant,
Devil Merchant Belpegor is trying to access your information, Inter-realm network’s privacy feature has protected your privacy.]
[Dear Demon Merchant,
Devil Merchant Belpegor has used his exclusive privilege to go over the Inter-realm network’s privacy feature and access your information.]
ραndαsnοvεl.cοm [Dear Demon Merchant,
Alert! Devil Merchant Belphegor has gained access to your information.]