Chapter 201 Explanation
Maxine, who had wanted to go back to the safe house to rest, silently looked at her friend who was smiling as always, then looked at a certain Majesty with a gloomy face. After hesitating for a moment, she finally couldn't help but asked cautiously, "Did you guys... have a fight?"
——In fact, she wanted to ask whether a new murder had occurred here.
Ore's safe house looked like it had been bombed, with shattered glass and overturned tables and chairs. Even more shocking was the blood on the ground, the blond's chest completely soaked in blood. Although Maxine, with her warrior's acumen, realized that the man's injuries had most likely healed, he looked even worse now than the day she stopped Samuel.
But that guy seemed in a very good mood, even unexpectedly good. His blue eyes were filled with a smile so soft it made your scalp tingle, and his entire body seemed to be glowing. In contrast, the man next to him had an unusually gloomy expression, his jawline was cold and hard, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was ready to let out a dangerous hiss and scratch someone's face.
"No, it was just some minor misunderstandings." Azuka said lightly with a smile, "It's been resolved now."
Maxine stared at him suspiciously, "Really?"
His Majesty's eyes don't look like they've been resolved! He's glaring at you—wait, the red-haired girl suddenly realized, the other person's eyes are... back to normal?
After realizing that the magic circle was triggered by divine power, Orel, who hurried back to the safe house, was also shocked by the bloody scene.
"My God of Darkness, have you two decided to break up?!" He blurted out subconsciously, even his usual quibbles came out: "So who should I listen to next, and who should I go with to avoid retaliation from the other side?"
Azuka: “…”
"An ill-timed joke, Ole," he observed calmly.
"Shut up, I'm just livening up the atmosphere." The assassin rolled his eyes at him. "So, what's going on between you two? Did you piss him off so much that he's finally ready to attack you?"
"Let me make it clear, buddy." He completely ignored the savior's slightly narrowed eyes, and the gloating in his voice was simply unconcealable: "Until you are on the verge of death, I will definitely not interfere."
"We're fine." The professor found himself forced to interrupt the increasingly outrageous speculation and nonsense for the sake of team harmony and unity. "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. Everything is normal."
Seeing both of them staring at him suspiciously, he added coldly and expressionlessly, "It's just some personal matters. We've already had some preliminary communication."
"...On the contrary, I think this is what we should worry about the most." Ma Shilin couldn't help but mutter.
When it came to business, the two men she knew were both more reliable than the other. However, the only thing that could possibly trigger the end of the world was a so-called "personal issue." While these two men were the type to continue collaborating for the greater good even if they hated each other to death, if they lost their usefulness, they would likely grind them into pieces, burn them to ashes, and dump them into the sea. And the most terrifying thing was that, on some level, both sides were evenly matched.
Azuka sighed, and without warning, he simply pulled the shoulders of the person next to him, held the back of his head, and then, amid the extremely horrified and violent gasps of his two friends, he leaned over and kissed him as if no one was around.
He was answered with a vicious punch aimed straight at his abdomen, with such force that a clearly audible muffled sound was emitted.
Seeing the man hunched over in pain, clutching his abdomen, the black-haired young man, his lips still a faint trace of water, straightened his blood-stained collar expressionlessly, then strode away menacingly. No one dared to stop him, and both Marcylin and Ole subconsciously made way for him.
"This is what happened." Seeing the people walking away, someone stood up and said to his two friends with a smile as if nothing had happened.
Mashilin, who met him for the first time: "..."
Aolei, who was watching for the second time, said: "..."
"You deserve it." The red-haired girl glanced at the clearly visible teeth marks at the corner of her companion's mouth, and finally couldn't help but roll her eyes like Orel: "How can you be like this, like this..."
Like a pervert.
Ole suddenly realized: "Wait, has his eyesight recovered?"
The savior responded calmly. He lazily began to tidy up his appearance and the mess around him. The collapsed tables and chairs were lifted up by invisible air currents, and the scattered broken glass on the ground silently floated in mid-air before falling into the trash can.
The assassin frowned slowly, realizing something was wrong: "This is—"
"Samuel's divine power attack."
Azuka frowned as he stared at the flowers in the vase, which turned to ash at the slightest touch. A sudden burst of divine power had only time to protect the professor and part of his collection.
Fortunately, the mutant two-tailed lizard dragon that Ole had given him kept making loud noises when exposed to light, and the professor, who was working in the study, was constantly interrupted by it. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he stuffed it into the bathroom. It seemed that the day when it could be turned into a specimen was just around the corner. Otherwise, if the reptile that the other party had recently cherished so much was torn to ash by Samuel's divine power...
The gentleman would not vent his anger on others, but would just sulk to himself - but since he had already made the other person angry, it would be good if the other person's anger could be reduced a little.
Someone has already started thinking about whether to add this "good news" to claim credit when he goes to coax others later - after all, he prevented the divine power from hitting the bathroom.
"...Wait, so what did I miss?" Orel glared frantically at his friend, who remained completely calm. Wasn't Samuel already dead? Where did this divine impact come from?!
Marcylin glared at him with equal vigilance. Ever since His Majesty's inexplicable injury, she had been feeling extremely unhappy about being left out.
"What on earth are you two hiding from us?" The red-haired girl clenched her fists threateningly. But it seemed that there was another person involved, so she thought for a moment and added, "Don't be so roundabout. Tell us what you can't say, but if you still dare to pretend to be serious about what you can say—"
"I've consulted the professor on this matter." Azuka looked at his two friends helplessly. "He agreed to let me tell you, so I'm not going to hide it."
The professor thought for a moment and then calmly said that he could tell his two friends about the peculiarity of his soul.
The other party said it seriously, "For the sake of the greater good." But Azuka knew full well that part of it was entirely due to him, otherwise the other party would never tell anyone such a deadly thing—this extra trust came from the other person's trust in him.
"Using human souls to devour the souls of gods..." The more Orel listened, the deeper his frown deepened. As a high-ranking warlock with profound magical attainments, he naturally understood the dangers involved and couldn't help but seriously question, "Will this really go smoothly?"
"No, it's better to say that something has already happened." He couldn't help but think of the other person's sudden kneeling pain, and even the tyrant who went increasingly insane in his previous life. His tone gradually darkened: "Soul devouring will lead to memory confusion, rationality decline, and even soul shattering... In short, it means death, or turning into madness - not to mention that this is the soul of a god!"
His friend looked at him expressionlessly: "So why do you think I'm angry?"
The assassin was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "...I thought you didn't give him coffee because you were being malicious and taking advantage of the situation to bully me."
After all, without coffee, the tyrant looked... a bit pathetic. He looked droopy, irritable, and depressed, as if even his fur had lost its luster and was no longer soft and fluffy.
"It's not easy for you either, buddy." He couldn't help but silently pat the other person's shoulder.
He is a very paranoid and terrifying emperor, and it is really difficult to go against his wishes.
Azuka stared at him calmly: "I'm telling you these things not just to make you cooperate with him better."
A chill settled over him, like a gray mist. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and his blue eyes seemed shrouded in a sad moonlight.
"If one day, I can't be with him temporarily." His voice was very soft and cautious, with a rare hint of request: "Please... protect him as much as possible for me, stop him, and don't let him hurt himself."
Maxine frowned at the ominous words: "Of course, but I don't think Ole and I have such ability."
What else could they do? Lock him in a small dark room? Even though he was just an ordinary person, Maxine subconsciously believed that the tyrant would be able to escape. Moreover, her friend had become a god. What else could make him have such a pessimistic assumption?
"If even you can't stop him, it means he's made up his mind." Azuka was silent for a moment. He seemed to be making an extremely difficult decision, so his voice was very soft, gentle and heavy: "...Then let him do what he wants."
"Don't say such depressing things. You chose someone, so take care of him yourself." Orel couldn't stand the strange atmosphere and punched the man on the shoulder. "Where's that arrogant bastard I knew?"
The savior's blue eyes slowly glanced at him, and the familiar danger in them made the assassin subconsciously take a step back and vigilantly take a defensive posture.
But the guy didn't beat him up, he just rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.
"...Have you ever wondered where the gods are when they're no longer in this world?" His voice echoed clearly in the quiet room. "What caused them to suddenly lose their bodies after the end of the last century and become unified in the form of spirits?"
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