The Archangel of Death - Chapter 354
354: War is coming 354: War is coming Chapter 354 Alastair made his way through the demon king’s palace’s halls, making his way to his chamber when he saw someone standing in his way.
While the black-haired man who was just standing, looking outside the balcony, seemed to be minding his own business, he was actually waiting for Alastair.
He was outside his room after all.
“What do you want?” Alastair asked as he approached the black-haired handsome man, a human of indescribable charm.
The black-haired man turned to look at him, his deep dark eyes looked into Alastair’s as he said, “Just hoping for a friendly chat.” “We have chatted then.
You may leave,” Alastair said and made his way to his room as the black-haired man spoke, “Your wife is saying.” Alastair stopped.
His hand that was reaching for the door handle stopped.
While his entire being froze, a terrifying wave of mana spread throughout the area.
The mana of an SSS ranked being.
It was purer and a lot more terrifying than other SSS ranked blessed.
That was Alastair’s unique nature after all.
Demons couldn’t wield divinity.
However, due to his being an apostle, as well as a demon, his power was a little unique.
While he couldn’t wield divinity, unlike other demons, he wasn’t harmed by it as well.
Not to mention, his demonic energy had changed to something else entirely.
While it was still demonic energy and very pure, it was also something else.
Something more divine.
The black-haired man was a little on guard.
He didn’t have to be on guard even against Astaroth, the divine-ranked demon king, but the mana emanating from Alastair was, for some reason, a reason to be afraid.
Still, he wasn’t afraid.
Sure, he would be in for a tough fight but he wouldn’t be the one to lose.
Still, there was no need to make an enemy out of someone strong.
Even if he was strong, Alastair had the support of the supreme beings of that world.
He needed to be wary of him just for that reason.
“Now, now, calm down,” The black-haired man said before he stepped forward and said, “I’m just saying that there’s a way of helping her.” In an instant, the mana emitting from Alastair disappeared but he didn’t say anything.
He remained quiet for a while before he opened the door and entered without a word.
The black-haired man sighed and left the place, “What a fool.” As for Alastair, as he entered, he saw a woman lying on the bed weakly, her complexion awfully pale.
His heart churned when he saw her like that.
The usual cheerfulness was nowhere to be seen.
All that could be seen was… “Do not look at me like that.” She said, her voice weak as well, “You scare me.” “How so?” Alastair asked.
“I fear you will do something wrong,” The elven woman said with a weak smile.
Her smile was to make Alastair feel better but it did quite the opposite job.
It only hurt him more.
“Leave us,” He said to all the female attendants in the room.
They all bowed, whether elves or demons and left the room, leaving the couple all alone.
“We should consider—” Alastair began to say when the woman interrupted him, “I was thinking.
Once she is born, you should take a break from all of this.
A short reprieve to the residence of your aunt.
You can tell her the name of your daughter.” Alastair stopped.
He wanted to point out the details of that plan.
First of all, his aunt was long gone.
Sure, he would still show her his daughter someday but that someday might never come.
And the detail that hurt him the most was that there was no mention of the girl’s mother in that picture.
She had accepted her death.
“I cannot lose you,” Alastair said, a smile on his face.
A defeated smile.
“And I cannot lose my daughter.
If one of us must live, I would rather it be her,” The elven woman replied, tearing apart Alastair’s heart again.
He just wanted to leave.
Wanted to leave everything that was going on in the empire, in the world.
Take his wife and leave.
Go somewhere quiet.
Live his life with her.
“You know you cannot afford to do that,” The elven woman said with a smile, as if aware of her thoughts.
She had accepted her death.
All that was left to do was to make sure her daughter was born and die.
And then, life would go on.
Alastair would live.
Her daughter would live.
To her, that was enough.
To Alastair, that was painful.
And just like that, Alastair left once again.
~~ “I visited your son.
He’s a… proud one,” The black-haired man entered the chambers of the demon king who was busy with some matters of his own.
“Leave him alone.
He fails to understand that it is not the girl we need but the communion of elves and demons.
Once she dies, they will offer us someone else.” Astaroth, without a shred of sympathy in his heart, said without even raising his head from the documents.
“Hmmm…” The black-haired man mused before he said, “I don’t think it will be easy.
He seems in love.
It is difficult for a man in love to move on that easily.” “Sometimes the words you use go beyond me,” Astaroth said before he added, “No need to worry about him.
He fell in love with her because she was beautiful.
The next one the elves will offer will be equally beautiful as well.” “Hmmm…” The black-haired man mused once again.
It seemed like the father didn’t know his son that well.
If he did, he wouldn’t be so calm at the moment.
‘Well, not that it’s any of my business,’ The black-haired man thought and asked Astaroth, “Have you found her?” “I have not.
Those bastards are keeping her hidden.
Even my brother, the apostle, cannot locate her.” Astaroth said while he clenched his fists in anger.
The prophecy will soon be fulfilled.
If the demons didn’t find their target before that, they would lose everything.
The war would be just the beginning.
One by one, their lands and their freedom, all would be taken away.
“I wish I could help.
But for now, we need to prepare for the other thing, don’t we?” The black-haired man said.
“All preparations are almost done.
With the treasure you gave us, teleporting the entire army there wouldn’t be so difficult.
We just need to wait until the treaty between the elves and the humans expires.” Astaroth said.
“Or you can create a condition in which it expires… a little bit sooner,” The black-haired man said.
“What do you mean?” Astaroth asked.
“I’m just saying that the elves won’t miss one or two of their elders even if they were to be… assassinated.” The black-haired man said before he left the room, leaving Astaroth to comprehend the advice.
~~ Three days later, in the Cortum empire, the meeting of the world’s leader was held.
Everyone was present at the table and there was one thing that was common between all of them.
Somber.
The seriousness of the current matter in the room was somewhat stifling.
Everyone sat with a serious look on their face, not knowing how to begin.
Seeing no one willing to speak, Rafael spoke, “I think we all know what needs to be done.” “It is not that simple, elder,” Monica replied, her headache at the worst as well. Well, the issue was indeed very serious.
Three of the elven elders from the council had been killed the humans who did it were caught.
Before they could be interrogated, they took their own life but just the fact that they were humans was enough for the elves to point the fingers towards them, the representatives of humanity.
‘We didn’t do it.’ They couldn’t just come out and say it wasn’t them because the elves had done their own research and had tied the assassins back to humanity.
One of them was said to be from the Ravenknight kingdom, one of them was said to be from the Seven Kingdom alliance, and the last one, the one who led the party was said to be from the Cortum empire.
With all that evidence at hand, the humans couldn’t prove themselves innocent no matter what they did.
“Haa…” Orion sighed, his old age suddenly catching up to him as he said, “For now just try to explain things to them.
Tell them that we gain nothing from a war with them so it could not have been us.
We are being framed.
Relay that message.” “But,” While everyone thought he would stop, he continued, “Place a strict watch over all borders.
We need to guard them all.
Remain in contact always.
We never know where we would need to move.” The intentions of this order were clear.
Prepare for war.
~~ The meeting ended with more preparation ordered.
Orion and his crew walked back to their office.
Orion said to Bayren, “Call the fifth prince back.
It is time for a new emperor.” “At once, Your Majesty,” Bayren replied and left.
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