Walking out of the intricate alleys, Thrett began to slowly move through the bustling crowd. The deathmatch had been going on for a while now, and seeing people excitedly pushing each other on the spectator bridge made him instinctively step back.
From afar, he could see the familiar black cloak on the bridge. Thrett stood below, looking up. Ellyad’s demeanor remained unchanged, and it seemed his opponent today wasn’t particularly strong. It looked like there was no need to worry for the time being, and this matter could finally come to a close.
At that moment, Thrett happened to notice a bundle of flaxen hair moving in the shadows piled up beside the street. He immediately walked over and reached out, pulling the figure out from the darkness.
“Long time no see. Should I call you a crossdresser?”
“Stop calling me a crossdresser. I have no choice! And let go of me quickly, you detestable demon.”
“Detestable? I don’t think I’ve done anything to make you hate me.”
“As long as you’re a demon, I hate every one of you.”
“Oh, why is that?”
“You demons are born with powerful magic. They can destroy and kill at will, and their lifespan is longer than that of other creatures. They enjoy such privileged treatment without having to pay any price. As for us sacred beasts, we’re called legendary creatures, but it’s just a glorified portrayal. We don’t possess any remarkable powers. Without something to protect us, we wouldn’t live past twenty years. We have to work hard on everything ourselves, living our whole lives like we’re doing meaningless tasks.” Snowlight’s complaints are not unfounded. The sacred beasts are acclaimed as legendary guardians, possessing powerful abilities on par with the two main gods, the demon king, and the hero. However, in reality, it’s all fabricated and fantasized by people. The true sacred beasts rarely use magic and their appearance is similar to humans, blending into the crowd and living lives not much different from ordinary people.
“You seem quite excited. Are you that envious of demons?” Specializing in sarcasm, Thrett smirked at the girl Snowlight, who had lost all her elegance. Snowlight then realized she was not in her Infierno form.
“Who’s envious? I just think it’s unfair, that’s all. Anyway, could you please let me go?” Snowlight couldn’t transform back into her Infierno form in the bustling street, so she was caught by Thrett. She tried to shake her arms to break free, but the strength of a child was no match for that of an adult male.
“I didn’t come to listen to your complaints. You should know why I’m looking for you, right?”
“Tsk, you’re the most detestable one among the demons.” From the very beginning, Snowlight could see through the identity and intentions of the black-haired demon in front of her, and she was powerless to resist. However, early this morning, Snowlight had put her plan into action. She secretly reported to the officials through a letter, stating that a man with flaxen hair and a black-haired attendant had appeared, emphasizing that the attendant was a demon. She requested reinforcements of contract demons to track them down, just in case.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
So if she didn’t quickly get away from these two, Snowlight might also be in trouble, and her plan would be ruined. Therefore, when she was caught by Thrett, she was quite nervous and just wanted to break free and escape as soon as possible.
“P jigfjvs uefrrfv sbeg qijc. Yglulcjiis, P tjv cbatlcu ab vb klat la, yea…” Ktgfaa vfilyfgjafis jqqilfv obgmf ab ugjy Vcbkiluta’r vfilmjaf jgw. “Po sbeg gbaafc rmtfwf lcnbinfr tjgwlcu Sii, atlcur kbc’a yf rb rlwqif.” Qlat atja, Ktgfaa alutafcfv tlr uglq, jcv atfgf kjr j vlralcma “mgjmx” jr Vcbkiluta’r jgw ygbxf. Pwwfvljafis, rtf rmgfjwfv lc jubcs, tfg meaf ojmf mbcabgalcu klat qjlc ogbw atf ogjmaegf lc tfg jgw.
“Let… me… go…” Snowlight gritted her teeth, suppressing her screams as she refused to back down, glaring at the malicious demon. However, she was met with Thrett’s stern cold gaze, the icy chill in his eyes enough to make her shiver involuntarily. Compared to having her arm broken, this gaze filled Snowlight with even more fear.
Although Thrett was currently weak, it didn’t mean he would lose the dignity befitting a demon king. He sneered and said, “I thought the Sacred Beasts would be more interesting creatures, so I reluctantly cooperated with you at first. But you’ve disappointed me. You, a pure-blooded Sacred Beast, are even inferior to the half-demon, half-beast I know. The power of the Sacred Beasts isn’t as weak as you think; it’s just pitiful that you don’t know how to utilize it.”
Finally releasing Snowlight, Thrett let go of her broken arm. Snowlight immediately stepped back two or three paces and then bolted away.
The bridge suddenly erupted with deafening cheers. Ignoring the escaping girl, Thrett looked up once again. Under the rare clear sky within the bridge’s enclosure, Ellyad stood, having removed his cloak. His gray scarf and flaxen short hair danced rebelliously in the wind. It seemed that Ellyad had finally won the consecutive thirty matches, achieving his goal.
“Finally, it’s over,” Thrett thought. After Ellyad finished this competition, he planned to drag him out of this country. He felt that this time he must temporarily disregard Walt’s objections. Firstly, this country was too dangerous for people with ‘flaxen hair.’ Secondly, it was a land filled with the abuse of the nameless, which would only continue to cause Ellyad pain. Faced with Ellyad’s frustration and his own inability to comfort him, Thrett felt an unprecedented sense of defeat and distress. That’s why he wanted to leave with Ellyad as soon as possible. Besides, in a few hours, after he released the seal to restore his power, dealing with mere human soldiers and city gates would be child’s play for him as the demon king.
However, in the moment he made up his mind, he heard a familiar scream not far away. In the blink of an eye, he saw Snowlight being knocked unconscious by a group of soldiers, and then Thrett suddenly felt his neck tighten.
“Click!” The sound of a metal buckle snapping shut rang in his ears. In an instant, Thrett was overwhelmed by a group of people, feeling the presence of about a dozen demons approaching. Then, a violent electric current pierced through his entire body. His weakened state couldn’t withstand the attack, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
—
In the end, facing his final opponent, Ellyad easily emerged victorious. Cheers erupted from the bridge above, indicating that Ellyad had won a considerable amount of bets for them. The unnamed person whom Ellyad had saved knelt before him with tears and snot, expressing gratitude. He even attempted to kiss Ellyad’s boots, but Ellyad quickly stopped him.
Suddenly, a sharp scream from under the bridge pierced through the commotion.
Amidst the chaotic crowd, a group of soldiers in uniform rushed out, surrounding a black-haired man along with a few contract demon clansmen. They used iron shackles resembling neck collars to lock the man’s neck and pressed him to the ground.
“That’s…” For a moment, Ellyad couldn’t recognize him. It was either because the person wasn’t wearing the familiar black cloak, or perhaps it was Ellyad’s subconscious denial that such a thing could never happen to that person.
“Due to a report from a distinguished citizen, the new government of the Iron Gray Kingdom dispatched several contract demon clansmen and the third squadron of the guards to successfully apprehend the wanted criminals and their demon accomplices. Please rest assured, citizens.”
An officer on horseback declared loudly. Inside the iron-gray cages mounted on wagons, two figures lay unconscious; a black-haired man and a girl with flaxen hair. Everyone remained silent. In their current impoverished state, nobody cared whether they were capturing a criminal or a princess of a condemned tribe.
“Thrett!” It dawned on Ellyad. Not only was Snowlight taken, but Thrett was also captured!
Ellyad attempted to jump directly from the bridge, but his arm was suddenly grabbed firmly by someone.
“Finally, I found you,” said the person who grabbed him, the master of yesterday’s nameless girl. After scanning the surroundings to confirm he didn’t see the black-haired man from yesterday, he held onto Ellyad tightly and said, “Yesterday, I didn’t finish explaining the conditions I’m offering. Besides letting you negotiate freely with your former master, I’ll also give you the treatment of a regular servant. You’ll be completely different from those filthy creatures, and you’ll never have the same miserable life as them.” As he spoke, a group of nameless also crowded around, tightly grabbing onto Ellyad. Their thoughts were solely focused on demanding Ellyad to fight for them, earn a name, and forever escape this miserable fate.
“Please, let me go first,” Ellyad pleaded. Despite the fact that the prisoner wagons had already been dragged away by the soldiers, Ellyad couldn’t push them away no matter how hard he tried, but he also didn’t want to resort to violence against the nameless people.
“Just join my household. I promise to give you the best treatment among all the nameless,” the man insisted.
“Please, help me too!”
“I don’t want to be a nameless anymore.”
“Save me, I can’t take it anymore!”
“You can do it, right?”
The master of the unnamed people stubbornly continued to pull and persuade Ellyad, while the nameless pleaded desperately with him. Finally, the irritating noise and the anxiety of Thrett being captured made him unable to control his temper any longer, and he roared out loud:
“Get out of my way, all of you!”
Ellyad pushed with all his might, breaking free from the crowd’s encirclement. However, in this maze-like country, there was no sign of the prisoner wagon or the soldiers.
Thrett was captured so easily. Ellyad could only hope that someone would tell him that this was all just a bad dream and wake him up quickly.
Where should he go?
Which way should he head?
How could he rescue them both?
Ellyad frantically searched for the soldiers’ whereabouts on the street. The intricate bridges and piers intertwined into a grey maze, shrouding his senses. Suddenly, he was at a loss for what to do. His panicked mind couldn’t calm down, and the moment he lost Thrett, he felt like a lost and helpless soul, completely disoriented amidst the surging crowd.
Like a headless fly darting around the streets, Ellyad was suddenly struck from behind without warning!
“Ah!” Ellyad immediately reached to the site of the attack, only to feel it wet and sticky. He brought his hand to his sight and indeed found it covered in blood. Before he could even turn around to figure out who attacked him, he was kicked by someone.
“Quick, tie him up for me,” ordered a middle-aged man, and Ellyad recognized the voice as that of the unnamed owner who desperately wanted to recruit him.
Just as Ellyad was about to retaliate, several burly men pummeled him with punches and kicks, causing him to collapse under the assault. He couldn’t withstand the attacks any longer and fell to the ground, feeling the pain as his hands and feet were tightly bound with coarse ropes.
As Ellyad lay on the ground, the last thing he saw was a foot kicking towards his head, and the violent impact extinguished his consciousness.
OOOOH Loffiso if you have a hand in this I’m coming for your head 👹👹👹👹
Pardon me while I go scream into the void