Chapter 657 - 657: Attempt

"So, where will we be going?" Zale asked Lucifer, sitting before the fire. 

"Have you ever heard about the continent of Triton?" Lucifer inquired. 

Zale simply shook his head. "First time I'm hearing about it. I think it's the right time to tell you that my geography was really weak."

"Triton is a continent which is not much farther from your continent. There is a small nation in Triton which is known as Zeston. That's where we'll be going to train. I'm sure it'll be fun," Lucifer replied, smiling. 

"Sounds like a fun place," Zale said as he started eating. 

He observed Lucifer and noticed that he wasn't eating. 

"Why aren't you eating?"

Lucifer just looked at the food and his hand. He didn't understand how to even pick up the food now that his decay was back. 

"Is there a problem?" Zale asked. 

Lucifer simply scratched the back of his head, sighing. He needed to find something that could resist his decay to eat, but nothing was there. 

"Maybe I can do it," he said, coming up with an idea. 

He raised his finger, making a small lightning bolt appear in his hand. He used the small bolt to slice the meat before using his winds to pick it up. 

He was using the wind as his hand to eat, without having to touch the meat at all. 

"Is that also one of your powers?" Zale asked. 

"You can say that. I can't touch most things without destroying them. You can call it a curse," Lucifer replied, keeping his focus on eating. 

After the two of them finished eating, Zale asked if they needed to leave now. However, Lucifer was still feeling hungry. It was an entirely new body, and he needed plenty to eat. 

He asked if he could eat more. 

Zale simply nodded, letting Lucifer do as he pleased. 

It was only after finishing the second feast that Lucifer stood up, stretching his arms. "I think I am ready. Let's leave."

Zale followed Lucifer outside the cave. 

"There's a compass in my pocket. I want you to keep it and tell me directions."

"I already have a compass."

"No, you don't. The one in my pocket is yours," Lucifer replied lazily. 

Zale raised his hand, thinking that Lucifer was going to give him the compass. Lucifer simply stared blankly instead. 

"Just get it out of my pocket. I'm not touching it now. It'll just be damaged if I do," Lucifer said after the two stared at each other, wondering why none was acting. 

"Oh, right!" Zale brought the compass out from Lucifer's pockets. "What next?" 

"Next, we just leave," Lucifer said. His body started rising in the air as the winds intensified around him. 

The same winds also carried Zale with them. Lucifer cast a barrier around each of them to keep them safe from the snow. 

"I-i am flying?" Zale let out, looking down at the ground. He was slightly scared as well. He wondered what it would be like if he fell. "Y-you sure it's safe?"

Lucifer didn't know how to react. It was really fascinating to know that this guy was the same man who didn't think twice before jumping down fifty-story buildings. And now he was worried about such small heights. 

...

"This was the place where I found him," Yasmine said, stopping before the place where she found Lucifer.

There was blood everywhere. Many wondered if it was the blood of Lucifer, but it seemed unlikely. 

Milena also noticed some torn clothes in the distance. 

"These clothes... They belong to the Warlock that Lucifer had killed. A Warlock Council member who was able to stop time. But he was killed by Lucifer before he met us upstairs. Why would he return here again?"

Salazar didn't comment anything, but he had some clues after hearing the words of Milena. 

He understood why Lucifer might have come here. His theory was confirmed by the fact that there was only blood and no body of the Warlock Council member. 

'It looks like he came here to steal the strength of this guy. Did something go wrong during the process?' Salazar thought, observing his surroundings. 

That certainly made sense. The only reason Lucifer could come back to this floor. 

Still, he decided to check the surroundings to find any other clues. There were certainly no cameras in this place, which was the most annoying part. 

'He has absorbed too many abilities. Is this why he became sick suddenly?' he thought. 

"Do you understand what happened here?" Milena asked Salazar. 

Despite having a clue and a possible theory, Salazar shook his head. 

"I have a plan. If you trust us, we can use it to get some answers," Milena said. 

"What plan?" 

"A plan where we simply asked Lucifer what happened. He might be able to answer us. That would be better than guessing."

"And how can we do it? Are you forgetting that he isn't waking up?"

"I meant using my ability. If I get inside his head, I can talk to his consciousness. This is an ability that is mostly useless. He doesn't do anything other than let me talk to the consciousness of sleeping or unconscious people for a short time. I can try?"

"How can I trust that you won't take control of his head?" Salazar asked. 

"You can either trust me or let him stay in that condition without us knowing what happened to him. It's your choice. Moreover, do you think I can even control his head?"

"He is the person who evaded the control of the person who was controlling my head. There's no way I could do it even if I had that ability."

...

In the current timeline, everyone was trying to come to a decision on what to do with Lucifer to help him. Meanwhile, Lucifer was still in the past, traveling with his soon-to-be father. 

Throughout the journey, he kept talking to his father, trying to get to know him. He wanted to know everything about his father that he didn't know because of spending so little time with him in the future. 

"You asked so many things about me. Let me ask something about you now," Zale said after hours of questioning. 

"Go ahead. What do you want to know?" Lucifer asked. 

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Elisium as well. From Legion City, to be specific."

"Huh? I'm from there. It's surprising I didn't hear about you ever?"

"The world isn't that small, after all. So don't think too much about it."

"You are so strong.. Your parents must be really proud of you, right?" Zale asked.