The group of assassins and tanks waited for their employer in the secluded forest. And it was half a day later when they finally felt a spatial fluctuation around them. Their employers were here.
'Rich entitled brats, making us wait for so long...'
Kenny thought again.
'They sure made us wait...'
Viona, Camilla, and Mace thought while Gileus was still absentmindedly polishing his axe.
The spatial fluctuations slowly faded. Kenny and the rest didn't really want to see who these employers were, but they kept a professional stance and watched them.
A pair of legs in black trousers and glossy shoes appeared out, followed by a pair of black heels and slender, pristine legs.
The mercenaries watching raised their eyebrows in surprise, and eventually had their eyes widened in shock when their employers were properly in front of them.
A tall, silver-haired man in an all black suit, wearing white gloves and possessing a black cross-earring, followed by a tall bluish-silver haired lady in a black dress and heels, wearing a blindfold...
Who the fuck were these Gods!?!
Everyone except Gileus thought.
Did somebody call supermodels instead of their employers? Where were snobby wealthy brats that they had hoped for? How come they encountered a power couple like that?
Arm-in-arm with his wife, Lith walked towards the small group of five, who seemed to be in a shocked state, as if they were watching something horrific.
"You're the mercenaries from the Clementine Guild?" Lith asked calmly.
To the mercenaries, except Gileus, his voice felt authoritative and domineering. They automatically felt as if they were peasants in front of royalty. It was hard to understand how they felt so inferior, and for now, they tried to suppress these feelings and acted professionally.
"That's right, sir." Kenny bowed slightly and said. He had no idea why he so respectfully bowed.
The other members, including Gileus, also gave the two a light, respectful bow.
Lith gave them a curt nod and said, "Let's get going then. Introduction can be done on the way."
No time was wasted and they all left for the 12th Pillar's territory using a gate, vanishing from their spots.
.....
Royal Castle, Nightingale.
Sweat formed on his forehead as these secrets slowly unraveled before him. What did she mean by supposed to grow? Did she know all along about his existence? What? How was that possible? He had done his best to not get under her radar!
Lilith leaned to the side, supported her face on her fist, and continued, "You were useless, and with how things are going on, I'm sure you're useless to the clan too."
[Danger!]
[Danger!]
[Danger!]
[Host's identity has been found out!]
[Self-destructing in 3...]
"Oh?" Lilith raised herself and cocked an eyebrow. "You're finally showing your true colors?"
Lucas was about to break down from the mental pain he was getting. Being sandwiched between the conflict of two powerhouses was never a great feeling...
[...2...]
The countdown felt like a grim reaper's blade slowly coming at his throat. Lucas could feel his end being near.
While watching the fiasco unfold, in an absolutely unhurried motion, Lilith extended her hand out and did a grabbing motion.
"Not so fast."
A head-splitting pain ran through Lucas's very essence as he got to his knees and screamed:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh—!"
A blue colored orb slowly oozed out of his body while he writhed in pain and agony, shaking like a worm that was sprinkled with salt.
The orb manifested above Lilith's palm after a few seconds and gently bobbed up and down while Lucas passed out from the sheer pain.
Looking at the bob, Lilith slowly closed her palm and said, "There won't be a need for this."
BURST—!
The orb exploded and with it, the last remnants of Lucas's system vanished. An anti-climatic end to the years of planning and adventures that the system was preparing with Lucas to stop the apocalypse.
With the system gone, Lilith looked at the passed out Lucas and said, "Wake him up. He's not totally useless yet..."