The Archangel of Death - Chapter 308

308: The great devil 308: The great devil Chapter 308 Tense.

This situation could be said to be tense, extremely tense, actually.

Not for me but for my comrades who were sitting with their breaths bated.

The pressure falling on us from all sides was something else entirely.

Where were we right now?

Well, we were in the middle of the heavenly demon sect, in the main palace, with all the elders gathered, with all the officials gathered, with all the subordinate clans gathered, with all the main disciples gathered, and most importantly of all, the heavenly demon himself, or should I say herself, sitting on her throne in front of us.

The pressure from the elders and the clan heads was something else to behold.

But if that wasn’t something, then the silent pressure from the heavenly demon who was looking at us with an unreadable gaze.

Nothing could be discerned from that gaze.

Of course, for them.

For me, I could tell straight away what she was thinking.

She didn’t care whether the legend of the great devil was true or not.

Whether we were from another land far, far away.

No.

All she cared about was whether or not the inheritance left behind by the great demon was valuable or not.

Whether or not we were just a guest, or here to cause trouble to her sect.

With these questions in her mind, she looked at me, the one at the forefront, and asked, “Where is the inheritance of the deity Da Mo?” Deity.

Funny word for a person who abandoned them but they seemed to be still treating him with respect.

Even her.

No matter who the previous sect owner was, the masters of the sect, whether former or current, were the same in rank.

It meant if the first sect master and the current one sat together, they would have to treat each other as equals.

Not one was higher in rank than the other and if the junior wanted to treat the other amicably, then it was his or her choice, however, no one could make him or her respect the former master.

This woman, however, respected the great devil.

And so did the rest of the people in the court.

I looked at her, my eyes not hiding what I saw.

She needed to conceal her emotions but not me.

I wasn’t the one revealing anything here after all.

I had already revealed everything that I needed to.

What I hadn’t was the truth but not the truth they were supposed to know so what I told them was the truth even though it wasn’t the truth.

My eyes held admiration.

Marvel, actually, but admiration could be mistaken for it.

This woman was talented.

Even more talented than Hyun Woo, my second disciple ever was.

He was talented, not as talented as Alex or Rose, but he was talented nonetheless.

However, the woman in front of me wasn’t even Alex talented but Rose talented.

Her talent was something else.

At such a young age, without my guidance, that was a significant achievement and should be admired by many.

Even I couldn’t help but admit that it was amazing.

I didn’t instantly bring it out and just looked at her for a while which seemed to have upset some of the people in the court, especially the elders of the disciples and elders.

I, however, didn’t bother with them.

Why should I?

Didn’t the woman from earlier, who was surprisingly the sole disciple of the shadow elder, a faction that acted as the intelligence faction of the sect, say that I was a guest?

I was a guest and so were those with me.

Of course, I should be respectful to the master of the house but I should also be treated with respect worth of hospitality.

That woman on the throne knew that as well which was why she remained silent and our eyes remained connected for a while before she said, “I am Yan Tae Yong.

The 27th leader of the heavenly demon sect.

Outsider, introduce yourself.” “I am Adrian Smith.

You can address me by my first name, sect master.” I introduced myself.

The other didn’t know what was happening and they were just tense but I didn’t signal for them to introduce themselves.

It didn’t matter.

She only introduced herself, not her subordinates.

That meant I had to introduce just myself, not the others.

“Tell me, Adrian, what do you wish for in return for bringing us the sacred inheritance from our great grandmaster?” Tae Yong asked me.

I smiled and said, “I wish for your guidance.” Everyone’s gaze at me turned to full hostility.

It made sense.

After all, I wasn’t just an outsider, but not even a person of Murim.

How could I even ask for such a thing?

“When your elder came to our land, we welcomed him and considered him one of us.

We taught him everything he needed to know and everything he needed to live on our land.

I’m sure the descendants of such a person wouldn’t be so ungrateful.” As I finished what I had to say, the gaze of hostility from all around either lessened, intensified, or completely vanished.

Like I said before; no one understood honor better than martial artists and no one in the entire world knew how to forsake it better.

For now, they knew it better than anyone so when I stroked that honor, some got angry, some felt ashamed and some agreed with me.

But it didn’t matter what they thought.

All decision-making lay on Tae Yong’s shoulders.

If she were to say that I was disrespecting her and calling her ungrateful, she would have me executed, and if she thought otherwise, then she would treat me well.

It all depended on her mood.

I just hoped it wasn’t one of those days.

Otherwise, I was screwed.

She once again looked at me calmly, her eyes still as still waters and her gaze unwavering, her expression undiscernible, devoid of any emotion.

“Let me offer you my apologies then,” Tae Yong’s next words, however, froze the entire court.

Everyone looked at her with their eyes open wide, their belief completely changed.

The heavenly demon, a being that was solely made of power and nothing else in the world of Murim, never did one thing and that was to admit they were at fault.

Their subordinates could be at fault, their disciples could be at fault, and their people could be at fault, but they, the heavenly demons could never be wrong.

If they said left was right, then it was right.

Others would have to change their beliefs, not them.

Here she was, apologizing, not to just anyone but to an outsider to whom she had no obligation to do so.

[You’re fu*ked] ‘Fu*ked indeed.’ Why?

Well, if the subtle, almost invisible smile of mockery was any indication of this woman pulling my leg, then my leg was pulled.

So hard it came off.

By apologizing to me, this woman declared me an open enemy of the sect.

Our sect master had to apologize to this guy?

The nerve of this man.

Let’s kill him.

One way or another.

Like I said, the heavenly demon was akin to a deity to these people.

Making their deity bow their head wasn’t something these devout believers could bear.

They would rip the person who did so or die trying.

And who was that person?

[You!] The glee in your voice stings.

I had to stay here along with the rest of my team.

We wouldn’t be in the company of the sect master all the time and in her absence, these guys wouldn’t be so amicable.

In a world where a fight can break out just because one person looked at the other one funny, my sin was far more worse than that and the magnitude of the fights would be amazing as well.

‘She got me.’ [She got you!] Stop being so happy and let me finish.

‘She almost got me.’ “Before that, may I relay a request if I may be so brazen?” I asked.

I could have said ‘Insolent’ but that would have been too submissive.

Besides, I was going to be brazen.

“What is it?” She asked.

I smiled while pulling something out of thin air.

While it didn’t surprise those who were with me, it immensely surprised the others in the court.

Even Tae Yong.

I controlled the notebook with my SP and it floated in the air towards Tae Yong.

“What I want to ask in return for the delivery of this book is your guidance in the sword.” I said before I added, “And the request I have is very simple.” Tae Yong took the book and opened it, without even waiting for me to state my request.

She read the book and her eyes went wide.

Wider than they could have.

It surprised everyone in the court as they hadn’t seen the expression of shock on their sect master’s face, probably ever.

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