Chapter 606 Abaddon is Popular?

Chapter 606 Abaddon is Popular?

Out of all of Abaddon's aides, family, and close confidants, Lailah was the one who's opinion and estimations everyone tended to value the most. Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

She was fair, and smart as a whip, and most if not all of her assessments usually yielded exactly the kind of results she predicted.

But more than that, it was how much she cared that usually won people over.

Everyone knows that Lailah's upbringing had made her a bit more hard and cold than most others.

But they also knew that was just a coping mechanism.

In truth, she was more warm and fluffy than anyone else; she just expressed it through giving out unsolicited advice and information dumping past the point where anyone can follow her.

But it all comes from a good place.

Since Abaddon knew that he didnt hesitate to pull Lailah outside when she started behaving strangely.

Together, the two of them walked hand-in-hand through the halls of their false home.

A large castle floats in the sky above the capital city just like back in Sheol, but few know it is not Abaddon's actual home.

Instead, it is more so a place where different governmental agencies and foundations intersect to conduct meetings and such.

Currently, the couple had wandered all the way into the empty throne room entirely on accident.

Instead of sitting on th actual throne, the two sat on the steps leading up to it; and basked in the dim room illuminated only by candles.

"Why... didn't you sign the contract?" Lailah finally asked after a long silence.

"You didn't seem to want me to."

"I am not happy about it, but it is a necessary thing... I can see the absurdity of your power, and understand the position it could put Yesh and Asherah in." Lailah nodded thoughtfully.

"But...?" Abaddon waited.

"I'm... still your wife." Lailah smiled helplessly. "I don't know if I will ever be fully okay with you losing even a bit of your power, voluntarily or not.

We live dangerous lives, and the amount of enemies against us seems to be never-ending and constantly growing.

I don't like the odds of the unthinkable happening if you are caught against another army without your most powerful abilities at your back."

They say that knowledge is a curse, and Lailah knows that better than anyone since becoming a knowledge goddess.

Things like statistics, probabilities, and logistics were on her mind at a near constant basis, and sometimes made it difficult for her to enjoy life.

And when she was in the middle of a high-intensity situation? Forget about it.

She was just like one big mass of nerves and anxiety that practically demanded to be medicated.

Abaddon listened to all of his wife's concerns without interrupting, and when she was done he seemed to have reached an easy conclusion.

"I see... I guess I should work on bettering my odds, hm?"

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

Abaddon reclined all the way back on the steps and stretched his body to dispel any stiffness. "I assume you know by now... I sometimes have issues giving up the reigns of control."

"You?? No..." Lailah covered her mouth in faux surprise.

"Alright, alright." Abaddon rolled his eyes. "My point is that even without my sins I've cultivated other powers.

Our soldiers, our children, our family... I should make better use of them instead of treating them all like glass statues... this will be the perfect opportunity for me to learn that lesson."

Silence persisted for so long that Abaddon began to get concerned.

He cracked one eye open to see exactly what his wife was doing and found her staring at him with her jaw slack.

"...What is that look for?"

"My husband... has finally understood that he is raising dragons and not chickens, and he doesn't have to solo every threat by himself? Is this truly you? Am I dreaming? Drunk? High? Hallucin-"

Abaddon took off his belt and used it to wrap around Lailah's head.

'Mhm. Something to sacrifice in your name that helps one commune with you, I'm sure you're familiar with the concept.'

"Naturally, but I don't particularly have an animal I have a higher affinity for than any other. I like them all." he replied honestly.

'I see...' Yesh rubbed his chin thoughtfully. 'Perhaps I will just give out your phone number instead.'

"Excuse me!? The hell you will!"

'I've been getting a lot of prayers from those wishing to commune with you. I have to give them something or they'll keep pestering my wife and I.' Yesh shrugged.

"Just ignore them?"

'I would, but there are a few with louder voices than`others. It will be faster if I can get them off my back this way.'

Abaddon's dry gaze intensified. "So you're throwing me to the wolves so that you can go back to being a NEET?"

'Would you not do the same if the situation were reversed?'

"You are literally supposed to be better than me!"

Yesh shrugged.

Abaddon rubbed his temples in annoyance. "Let's just go with a Komodo Dragon, yea?"

'Pretty on the nose, don't you think?'

Abaddon ignored him and started to shut the door again when he paused; realizing that he neglected to ask a very important question.

"Exactly... who are these loud voices that bother even the creator himself?"

'Ah, the heads of the Sumerian, Hoodoo, and Hindu pantheons... As well as Buddha himself.'

Yesh disappeared so quickly after explaining that he completely missed the look of sheer surprise on the face of the youngest primordial.

None of those people mentioned just now attended the most recent battle in Asgard, but Abaddon had never known why.

Now he wondered just what they possibly could have had to say to him, and whether it was friendly or unfriendly in nature.

'How funny... even after all of this time, I'm still bad at meeting new people.'

-

Thrudd raised her sword overhead and called down another volley of red lightning onto the battlefield.

The resulting explosion knocked men aside by the tens and nearly deafened the planet's remaining inhabitants.

In the midst of her battle, Thrudd suddenly heard one of her favorite voices play in her mind.

'Get ready to wrap it up, little Thruddie. You and your brother only have three minutes left.'

'E-Eh?! Already, Mama B?'

'Yes, already.' Bekka laughed in her ear. 'This isn't an actual war, you know?'

'I-I know, but it's just nice to pretend a bit and use everything I've been practicing! Are you sure I can't get two extra minutes..?'

'Sorry sweet pea, but these recruits are about to drop at any moment now. You're already pushing them quite a bit, and they're still poisoned.' Bekka denied.

'Aww...' Thrudd visibly deflated as she half heartedly deflected a meteor that had been pulled out of the sky to crush her.

'Fufufu, don't be so disappointed. I called for a special visitor so that you can atleast go out with a bang.'

As if she were never depressed, Thrudd's eyes lit back up and her tail wagged so hard that she knocked a woman unconscious with the force she created.

'Y-You mean it?! He's really coming?!' Even in her mind, Thrudd screamed in excitement.

'It was tough to get him out of bed, but he's up now and should be there any second. Put on a grand finale for all of us, alright dear?'

At that moment, Thrudd looked up in the sky and smiled impossibly wide as a large black beast came barreling through the dark storm clouds like a nightmare.

'This. Will. Be. Awesome!!'