Chapter 428

Chapter 428

A sense of danger rang in Davey’s head. He could sense that something was odd from the face of Aeria, who was looking at him with grace.

Aeria asked, "Um... my head is ringing. Is that supposed to happen?"

Normally, she would not have said that.

"You don't... recall anything?" Davey asked slowly, hiding his bitter expression.

Aeria frowned, trying to think deeply about something. Then, tears flowed from her eyes. "Ah... I'm sorry. Tears again."

She wiped her clear tears with the back of her hand, and as she spoke, Davey hesitated before placing his hand on her head.

The Silver Chime had the power of immunity. According to the Observer, Aeria’s memory was not deleted but sealed, so when she became immune, her trapped memory should have returned. But there was no change.

"Did you lie?"

[No... It wasn't a lie.]

“Then, was the memory simply deleted?”

[That's not it either. It should have worked as per normal. However...] The Observer trailed off, giving a brief groan before answering quietly. [Some sort of power has locked her mind. In this case...]

After a brief pause, he gave a surprising answer.

[I don't know how to help as of now. But wait a little longer. I'll find a way.]

"Does that make sense?" Davey shot back with a hardened face.

With a puzzled look on her face as she stood nearby, Eurina asked, "Um... Is your mind okay?"

"At least it's better than a corpse."

Eurina frowned at Davey’s sarcastic remark. Reactively, she threw a punch at him, but before it could hit, a soldier appeared from nowhere, halting her by grabbing her from behind.

"Great Ruler, shall I kill her?"

Seeing the soldier ask such a chilling question, Davey shook his head.

"Uh, uh! Where did this... come from...?"

As the startled Eurina fell to her knees, the soldier silently made a smacking gesture with one hand and then vanished.

“Arrogant human, there is no second chance for your rudeness to the Great Ruler.”

"Did... Did that soldier say something?"

"Hm?"

"I can't understand the language..."

The Observer explained, [You can understand the language because of me, but these humans won’t understand the ancient language.]

‘I see.’

In the end, nobody understood what the soldiers were saying.

"What will you do if that's the case?"

"What will we do...?" The elder forced a smile, drawing a dagger from his pocket and placing it on the wooden table. "We'll take revenge and die. The world is already the demons', and we have no hope left. If we're going to die either way, we'd rather swing a sword and die."

‘Why don't they consider the possibility of winning?’ Davey thought.

"Do you have the will to fight?"

At Davey’s question, the elder squinted his eyes and looked at him. "Why are you asking that question?"

"At least I don't plan to accomplish great things in alliance with corpses." Already irritated by the complications with Aeria, Davey continued speaking in an offensive tone. "My mood is pretty low because of the situation. I'll be blunt. I'll lend you the power to drive out the demons and maintain your lives. Will you follow me? Or will you... choose to die?"

The elder remained silent before saying, "Die, you say... What exactly are you planning to do? From what I heard from Eurina, you control clay soldiers. I don't underestimate that talent, but the Kreed you killed is an insignificant existence among the stronger demons."

"I know."

"You know? An informed person saying something so reckless? You must have seen it on your way here. There were children and powerless women. Why do you think we're taking this stance?"

"Because there's no possibility of winning, right? The number of humans has drastically decreased, but the demons are still thriving."

The elder fell silent again, then said, "If you know, then leave. If you're human, at least you can stay here."

"I'll make it so you can win."

"What...?" The elder paused, locking eyes with Davey, full of doubt.

“Hey. I don't like to repeat myself. Think carefully when given a choice. Will you, as you said, live and die like corpses while children and women are around, or..."

"Hey."

"Or, would you rather help me and fight back once more, even if it leads to death?"

The elder, about to say something again, fell silent.

Davey interrupted once more. "At least if you're living with the idea of revenge, wouldn't it be best to know your enemy, know me, prepare, and take as many of them down to the pits of hell as possible?"

For a long while, the elder did not say anything. Eurina silently watched Davey during this exchange.

"Is there a possibility? Are you saying you can overturn this bleak situation?"

"My people are quite competent. And there were many of them.”

Nyx was dead, and Perserque, one of the remaining major forces, was currently under the power of Sleesia. The remaining demons were under the rule of Grand Duke Astaroth and Gluttony, the radical vampire. Sleesia, who controlled the demons, had found enjoyment in using them to pressure Davey by engaging in war games.

According to the Observer, unlike the Abyss he had encountered before, she did not have the power to forcibly consume and enhance something else. To draw her out from where she was hiding among the demons, preserving her life, it was necessary to rigorously clean her out from the game board she had spread out. Strategy and tactics. In a way, it was just like a board game.

A contest of strategic tactics that even the emperor of the continent and the Grand Sage could not win, eventually raising the white flag. The first move began with the king's step. Everything moved as the leader guided.

Of course, Davey had no intention of prolonging this ridiculous war game, nor did he have any intention of stepping in himself. The ones fighting were the spirits of the kingdom people who had suffered for a long time in Prugrepf’s royal palace and the newly influxed human alliance forces. In the end, it was the old man who raised the white flag after the ongoing stare-off.

"Tell me what you want."

"Not far from here, a large number of human prisoners are held at the demon's forward fortress. A demon named Muzuguzu has detained them. There are about a few thousand. Although the supplies may be lacking, for now, gather the survivors there."

"A fight with the demon's forward base... Are you going to do this?"

At that question, Davey gave a broad smile. "Who said I was going to fight?"

He only needed to take over, as the guy was voluntarily giving in. Only one person needed to intervene indirectly.

With Davey's involvement