Chapter 417 Greed, toward Semi-supreme rank.

Chapter 417  Greed, toward Semi-supreme rank.

After leading Greed out of the castle, Alvine, Fy, and Heepha surrounded him and constantly provided him with the energy necessary for his evolution.

Fy and Alvine's dark black aura overlapped harmoniously and covered the upper and lower part of the cocoon; while Heepha's rainbow-colored flames ruled over the center as if it were their territory.

Although the three were in a forest that had a reputation for being dangerous, no creature dared to approach them.

This also had the consequence of facilitating their tasks without the slightest obstruction.

'...It's strange, Greed absorbs more energy than when the others went through this stage; is it because he's a full-fledged mage?' Alvine frowns after noticing this somewhat worrying factor.

He wasn't the only one to make this remark, his two subordinates' expressions said the same; but just like him, they had the same conclusion.

Slowly, the minutes turn into hours; but Greed, as his name indicated, was greedy in terms of energy demand.

His evolution continued smoothly, but the more time passed, the more he asked for more energy to satisfy his thirst for power.

"My lord, you and Heepha will have to keep your energy and let me take care of the rest." Fy made this proposal when she saw that Alvine and Heepha were beginning to struggle to meet Greed's request.

Knowing that Alvine was a clone, the two knew that he'd find it difficult to remain independent of his original if he ever ran out of energy.

But just as Alvine nods, the three become alarmed by noticing an unfamiliar energy booing towards them at incredulous speed.

"Keep taking care of Greed!" Just before Fy and Heepha deconcentrated, Alvine gave this order.

He then looks over him with dark eyes. But his wrinkled face suddenly turns into a shock.

'Huh!? Her energy is, how to say...old.' He murmured with disbelieving eyes.

"My lord, this girl is one of the ancient races belonging to the era of the gods." Fy gives this warning, even if it wasn't necessary.

Alvine doesn't answer, he watches the girl run towards them like a meteorite in free fall.

-BANG!!

The earth trembles under their feet when Cindy lands ten meters from them.

She was always dressed in her perverted maid's clothes, but no one was relaxed enough to pay attention to her dress style.

'A supreme intermediary, huh?' Fy frowns at her while continuing her task as Alvine had ordered.

But concerning Cindy, she had no other expression than excitement in her eyes.

She comes out of the crater and bows slightly to Alvine. "Hello everyone, my name’s Cindy Cristalus, Lady Azalea Cristalus's maid."

"..." Alvine's eyes stop on the emerald crystal inlaid in her chest.

'A Cristalus, huh? Presumably, this race still exists.' He concludes in his mind with doubtful eyes.

"What brings you here?"? Alvine asks without waiting for another second.

Cindy frowns as her eyes sharply scrutinized Alvine's silhouette.

"I didn't come here to deliver my message to a clone. If possible, I'd like to meet your original." She speaks nonchalantly while looking at the cocoon that housed Greed.

Alvine and Fy looked at each other when they heard her request.

After noticing Alvine shaking his head, Fy decided to remain silent and let Alvine take care of her properly.

"To do this, you must decline your identity and the reason for your presence in this place. Otherwise, I'd have no choice but to decline your request without giving sufficient reasons."

Alvine's answer was the most unexpected for her; it was perceptible to others, just by seeing the mist of confusion in her eyes.

"You presented yourself as the maid of a certain woman named Azalea, except that to my knowledge, I've never met or heard of such a person." Alvine deepens his explanations by seeing her confusion.

"Ah, it's true." She exclaims, hitting her palm with her fist as her eyes began to shine.

But she soon looks at Fy in a suspicious mood. "My mistress ordered me to come here and bring your master back to her; in all legitimacy, without hostility. But if you promise to listen to me to the end without losing your cool, I'd agree to explain to you in peace."

"Your mistress? Invite me in all legitimacy without triggering a hostile situation!? Then what else? Maybe I'll have to follow you with my head down?" Alvine's sarcastic words confused even his subordinates who didn't understand why he had this sudden change of mood.

But Cindy was always calm as usual. "Don't worry, I'm addressing you peacefully only by order of my mistress. But if you, a simple clone, become rude to my mistress, I'd blow your face!"

At this moment, Fy and Heepha's eyes shine with malice. But Alvine stops them once again.

He then focuses on Cindy. "You said the reason for your presence, it answers my last question, but you still haven't declined the identity of your mistress." Alvine suddenly calmed down, as if his previous anger was only an illusion.

"...Sigh, since it is my mistress's will to not start hostilities, and because my freedom depends on it, I will grant you the privilege of listening to me." She announces in a haughty voice that Alvine has not taken into consideration.

While Fy and Heepha were both red because of their rages, Alvine had his reasons not to attack the girl in front of her.

'She's probably an envoy coming from enemy camps as I expected. But as a messenger, she doesn't have a great market value; especially since I feel the aura of the monarch emanating from her.

-But one thing still worries me, why didn't Zakiel warn me of her coming?

-Is he on the wrong track?

-He’s not the type to be mistaken in his predictions so easily, even if it's in front of an intermediate supreme entity. Something very bad is being prepared here; even if I don't know what exactly.'

As for Cindy, she also became suspicious when she saw Alvine indifferent to her threats. 'This man is probably one of the few beings to be at the same level as my mistress. His magical power and energy are incredible, even if it's just a clone standing before me. I can't understand my mistress's decision by giving him one of his monarchs who's on the same level as me and Rendy.'

The silence that manifested itself between them became heavy for her; although she didn't show it, she knew that she couldn't attack someone like Alvine.

Finally, she sighs mysteriously, abandoning any attempt to trigger a hostile situation that she didn't have the assurance of managing.

"My mistress's also known as the supreme order’s leader; her pseudonym Palme should tell you something." She replied with a vicious smile.

"..."

"?" She became more uncomfortable and confused when she saw Alvine keep the same expression; contrary to what she expected.

But the mysterious thing was that the explosion didn't come from the cocoon, but in the castle.

It was more confusing for her, especially when she saw Fy snap her tongue and look away from them.

'What is...why the heck do they have this reaction!?' Her brain was in a total blackout when she saw this.

"For now, wait until my original finish his training before dealing with him," Alvine replied by focusing on the cocoon that had begun its final stage.

"Wait, why do I have to wait for him!? There's...

Alvine interrupts her. "I know, I know, you came here to make me attend a pre-war meeting to decide to find a compromise or something like to know where our battle will take place."

Her face became more puzzling when she heard Alvine's assertions.

Suddenly, before she tries to say anything; it is;

-BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!

The entire planet trembles fiercely under their feet following an explosion of terra tons.

But the mysterious thing was that the explosion didn't come from the cocoon, but in the castle.

"Sigh, if he continues like this, it's not only the castle that'll collapse, but even my core will take its consequences." Fy had a stiff smile on her lips, even though she didn't want to show this expression.

While Cindy was confused about the meaning of her assertions, the cocoon began by showing strange reactions.

-RUMBLE!!

Black lightning and black flames were manifested around the cocoon that trembled as if it were going to explode from one moment to the next.

-BOOM! BOOM!! BOOOM!!

Alvine frowns as an erratic smile stood on his lips, noticing the successive implosions coming from the cocoon. "Now!" He shouts in a high-pitched voice as he moves away from the cocoon.

Hearing his orders, Fy and Heepha did the same.

As for Cindy, even if she had considered the cocoon harmless at the beginning; she didn't want to bet on her luck by seeing Alvine and the others move away from the cocoon, she also jumped back and stood five meters behind Alvine and Heepha.

"What exactly are you doing here!?" She asks in a cold but more suspicious voice than usual.

Her question exploded Fy's rage, who had only been holding back from the beginning. "Stop with your questions, you disconcert us!" She roars with her threatening aura as old as that of Cindy’s mistress, or even more.

Naturally, the shock that this achievement created was worse than all the previous ones. 'That's why Mistress Azalea told me to be careful. This girl’s more powerful than me!? How is this possible?' She couldn't help but whisper these words with eyes out of their orbit.

At the same time, the upper part of the cocoon breaks and lets the flames and black lightning gush out toward the dark sky.

The next moment, black clouds gather above the cocoon, striking the latter with dark lightning and more destructive than the magic of supreme rank.

Faced with this phenomenon, Alvine and Heepha frowned towards Fy who always had her palm pointed towards Greed's cocoon.

"Are you sure he could bear such lightning? He's already weakened by suffering his lightning. It's therefore a little worrying to see him suffer a semi-supreme tribulation with your black lightning." Alvine asks for confirmation when he saw the phenomenon that followed after Greed's energy gushed out of the cocoon.

As the owner of the planet's core, Fy was like Aither who wanted to kill Alvine during the latter’s divine tribulation.

But unlike Aither Shiro, the monarch of light under Reha's orders, Fy didn't have the same intentions.

But the more difficult the challenge, the stronger the one who will overcome it will become; a bit like Alvine who was able to reach the intermediate divine rank after his suicidal tribulation.

"Don't worry, Lord, it's the will that each subordinate had given me. Darka, Luna, and even Greed who's making his breakthrough....had all asked me to make the bolts of supreme tribulation as strong as my bolts!"

Hearing her say these words, a derisory smile stands on his lips. "In this case, do as you see fit. The worst that could happen is his failure, not his death."