Book 2: Chapter 88

Kran’s appearance quickly brought the confrontation to a close. He once again proved why he was one of the Top Three.

It was hard to believe that a single human was able to reverse the tide of the battle. But Elijah was thankful that such a human existed.

“Thanks for the help.”

Elijah approached Lukas, his tone much more polite than when they first met. This was natural. After all, he’d just seen Lukas single-handedly annihilate hundreds of hybrids.

He continued in a cautious voice.

“What about... Gullard?”

“Dead.”

Lukas covered Joanna, who had fainted, with his coat as he answered. The answer was short, but the effect that it had was by no means small.

“De-, dead?”

“The Vampire Duke...?!”

The survivors of the Gray Sun were shocked speechless. Even Elijah could not hide his surprise. The same went for Lee Jong-hak, who was resting a short distance away.

“You killed him?”

“To be precise, I helped Kran kill him.”

It was around that time when Kran returned, covered in blood. He shot Lukas a dissatisfied glare for a moment before turning away, not bothering to correct him.

“No way. To defeat one of the Five Dukes...”

“T-, Top Three...!”

Slowly, the heat of enthusiasm began spreading through all the people gathered there. It was so strong that they could practically feel it in the air.

Elijah couldn’t help but look at Lukas differently.

“Who the hell are you?”

Lukas looked at him for a moment before giving the answer that he’d thought of a while ago.

“I’m a member of Argento Spell.”

The value or fame of a name.

He knew just how important it was to humans.

So Lukas decided to increase his fame as well. It was a necessary process in order to eliminate the differences between the humans and unite the world into one.

The defeat of the Vampire Duke, Gullard Phisfounder, one of the Five Dukes, was an achievement that would become a cornerstone for this process.

Sooner or later, this achievement would spread throughout the world.

Not just to humans but to Demons as well.

And...

To the Demon King.

* * *

The Vampire Duke, one of the Five Dukes, the worst calamities for mankind, and the de facto ruler of Africa, had died.

Nevertheless, no large or significant changes happened right away.

“There are still many problems to deal with. For one, there are still countless Demons left on this continent.”

“You’re lying.”

Lukas said these words in a low voice. Then, he continued before Kran could say anything to refute him.

“Did you think so during the fight with Gullard?”

Kran froze for a moment.

He hadn’t.

“You are strong. There’s probably no human stronger than you. Only Demons.”

Kran let out a soft chuckle.

“Did I say something funny?”

“You did. You just compared me to humans.”

Why was that funny?

When he saw this question in Lukas’ eyes, Kran shook his head.

“You saw me regenerate my limbs and destroyed skull in an instant. Do you think humans could do something like that?”

“There’s nothing wrong with that. There are all kinds of unusual abilities in the world.”

“Bullsh*t...”

Kran couldn’t help the swear word that escaped from his mouth. This was because Lukas said those words with a straight face.

Lukas’ words came from experience. He had seen at least a few thousand humans who had even stranger abilities than Kran.

“...”

Kran could also faintly sense that he was serious. Of course, he couldn’t actually tell what Lukas was thinking. He just realised that this being in front of him was not saying those words just to comfort him.

He opened his mouth and spoke in a soft voice.

“Could you still say that if you saw my real appearance?”

“...”

“At first, I also thought of myself as a human. There wasn’t any real reason for it. It was just that I had an innate disgust for Demons, so I thought my essence was closer to that of humans. But it isn’t.”

Tuduk...

Kran’s face began to change.

Lukas silently looked on.

The small changes on Kran’s face slowly began spreading to the rest of his body.

His skin turned black, and his eyes turned golden. Fangs protruded from his lips, and large horns sprouted from his forehead.

After his transformation was complete, his appearance seemed similar to a human’s, but it wasn’t human.

“Now, do you still think I’m a human?”

A soft wind blew through the street.

Lukas looked at those strangely colored eyes. Unlike his devilish appearance, his golden eyes shined brilliantly in the darkness.

“You are.”

After a short moment, Lukas finally spoke in a calm voice.

“You’re human.”

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