Chapter 138: Consequences

Chapter 138: Consequences

Those assholes, Thea thought as she moved back and forth.

Analyze them, Henry said as he looked at Thea.

Theyre assholes, she only muttered as she kept pacing about.

Thea, the old man said with some reproach in his voice.

She rolled her eyes but took the exercise seriously this time. She knew that her grandfather wouldnt stop until she gave a satisfying answer. Some things hadnt changed just because the world ended after all.

The monk is very strong. He beat up those people without breaking a sweat. The demon is also strong. I barely had time to react before Johns leg was pierced. Are you OK by the way? she said as she turned to their guardian.

I am fine my lady, with the help of the pill I will have no problem fighting, John quickly assured her.

Focus, Henry reproached.

Well, they are also rich. They spent even more than we did, she said, still feeling a bit peeved as she remembered that monk's stupid face as he kept increasing the bid.

She didnt know what that stone had been, but her [Petalstorm] craved it. But with the familys operation underway she had handed over much of her wealth, and she really hadnt expected to need such an amount of money in the short run. Who knew those useless bureaucrats of the New World Government would actually have good things to sell?

Youve listed things that anyone with eyes could see. Focus, what happened in your altercation with the demon? Henry said, obviously not satisfied with her performance.

Thea stopped pacing about and thought back to that moment. She had directed one of her petals to nick the throat of the glib demon, putting him in his place. She hadnt been ready for the shameless response and still felt a bit flustered the tactic. She knew the question the demon asked was rhetoric, but she wondered what the answer was.

Would she have been able to kill the demon before grandpa and John died? Thea quickly refocused, knowing her grandfather was expecting an answer. She went over the whole incident, focusing on every action and every facial expression of the members of the odd group.

They werent afraid, she blurted out with a start.

Good. Continue, Henry Marshall nodded with a small smile.

The demon called it a little pre-auction fun, and while he was mostly joking he did truly not seem to take the situation too seriously. The monk seemed worried, but about the wrong things. He seemed afraid that the demon would actually hurt us, rather than me hurting them. All in all, he seemed more annoyed than anything else, she continued with a frown.

What does this mean? Henry urged her on.

Neither the monk nor the demon really saw us, or me, as a threat. Ignorance cant explain it, as they clearly knew of our identity. The same can be said for their whole group, only the old Asian man seemed worried, but he was clearly just a weakling. They believe the demon is stronger than me, even though my third spot on the power list.

What was the power dynamic between the Monk and the Demon? her grandfather asked, switching the line of questioning.

Friends. No, wait, she said as she frowned a bit. The demon acted out two times, both times he stopped after the Monk intervened. It might not be official, but the Monk is in the dominant position.

Good. Revisit the earlier question, the old man said.

Thea stopped for a few seconds and went over her earlier line of reasoning.

The demon might believe himself stronger, or at least equal to me. But judging from his personality he would not take orders from a weakling, so the Monk should be at least as strong as the demon, she said, her eyes widening in realization. The whole group believes that not only the demon, but even the Monk can defeat me.

That was an uncomfortable realization. She hadnt stopped pushing herself for a second since the start. Shed even actually underwent with the suicide mission and assassinated the incursion leaders, which made her clan's current advances possible.

Anytime she walked the streets she was met with fear or reverence. She didnt care about all that, but the fact that she was looked down upon after all her struggles was quite maddening.

I believe he will be instrumental in fighting off the incursions. You all know how bad it looks. If we can push him to the frontlines we would have a far better chance of succeeding, he added.

And after that? a delegate asked worriedly.

After that we dont need that kind of trouble in our backyard, Johanna said with a steely expression, and Thomas made no efforts to refute her.

I am not sure about this. I want wealth as much as the next guy, but you need to be alive to enjoy it, Davon said with hesitation.

It will be fine as long as we are careful and plan everything out, Red retorted with a sneer. Remember, it wouldnt be the first ranker we killed.

Still, that guy looks seems pretty strong. I get the goosebumps just thinking about him. He clobbered those poor bastards like they were just some target practice. Didnt even break a sweat,

He isnt an immortal or god just because he can clobber some people. His head will still explode from a high caliber sniper round. No one is powerful enough to survive the strongest old-world weapons yet, so this is a small window of opportunity before they get too strong. If we shoot a few rounds in a staggered manner no treasure or skill will be able to protect him,

His companions will be scrambling for safety, giving Ricky the opportunity to snatch the body and disappear, Dany added.

He easily dropped 6 million on a stupid rock, who knows how much stuff he has in is Cosmos Sack, Red sed enticingly, and even those hesitating couldnt help nodding.

Well skip the last part of the government stuff, and set up our trap instead. Well go with the same setup as the last time, you all know what to do?

The small group of eight somberly nodded.

Good. In a few hours well be filthy rich.

Good job standing guard over the boss for so long, Alea said with a smile as she handed Namys a cup of tea.

It is my duty. Our duty, you would do well to remember. I have seen you cavort with the human. Never forget it was Lord Ogras who brought us out of misery and provided us a place in the multiverse, Namys tersely responded, but still accepted the cup.

Alea slightly smiled as she sat down next to the scarred demoness in the small gazebo at the outskirts of the town.

I truly miss the crimson skies. Looking up at this endless blue makes me feel that Im continuously walking through a dream, or that I am stuck in one of Janos illusions, Alea said with a sigh as she took a sip of her own cup.

Lord Ogras will bring us home in glory someday after hes taken control of this planet. Well show Clan AzhRezak who their true leader is. Either they will bend the knee or they will perish, Namys answered, a fanatic sheen glimmering in eyes.

Alea glanced over with some sadness in her eyes and sighed again.

I remember when I was a child in the slums of TerFerizan. My mother was a prostitute, and who knows who my dad is. Mom always resented me since I came in the way of her business as she saw it. Stole her youth she called it. She beat me, abused me, and forced me to beg for food just to survive.

Still I adored her, and I always felt she was the most beautiful person in the world as she donned her beautiful dresses and make-up for work. She was perfect in my eyes, and I was the one in the wrong, Alea said, her eyes moistening as she looked at her sister of over twenty years.

What are you talking about? Wh.. Namys asked, her words slurring a bit at the end.

I am talking about the fact that strong emotions such as love or devotion can create an image of reality, even though reality might be different. You see Ogras as the dashing scion of clan AzhRezak who once saved you, and will once again reclaim his place as the leader of us demonkind. From there he will walk the time tested path to become a true Arch Demon.

But havent you seen? Hes changed. Hes found solace and happiness as he cut his ties to Clan AzhRezak. Returning back home is the last thing on his mind, as this is truly his home now. But you have been walking around trying to get Ilvere and Janos to help you assassinating Lord Zac, unheeding of the fact that you are actually trying to destroy Ogras sanctuary. We tried talking you out of it but you were too adamant, Alea said as she looked sadly on Namys who was slumping down in her chair. Something needed to be done.

Wh.. how..? Lord Ogras.. avenge was the last words that escaped Namys mouth as her eyes glazed over and she exhaled her last breath.

The carriage will not move forward if one of the wheels is aligned in the wrong direction, Alea said, her eyes reddening. Silly girl, do you think I would kill you unless I was ordered to?