Chapter 239 The Tenebrous Slade’s fully arrived?
I'll start constant updates soon, my vacation with family is almost over.
....
(POV: Lumiere)
I had never been well-versed in the ways of Demon Kings, but the little knowledge I did possess told me that there were four of them within the Demon Continent.
However, when I heard there were even more formidable Demon Kings existing beyond the boundaries of my reality, I finally understood just how vast and imposing this 'existence' truly was.
"So, what'd you say Lumiere?!" she asked.
Geez, she even knew my name.
This woman standing before me didn't refer to herself as a mere Demon King, but an immortal one.
This title alone meant that she was just as powerful as Vyndariel and buffed up with an immortality skill.
I've met a few immortal beings like— Klaus, All-Father but aside from them, no one else.
And at least they didn't come to me looking for a fight...
Then there was Acrhona, one of the first immortals.
That one was one the literatures Arthur showed me the day I decided to learn "Demon Language".
At present, the resounding crash caused by Dendrossa, the Demon King in question, reverberated throughout the vicinity.
It captured the attention of all those in its wake.
Here I stood, clutching Anastasia in my hands, while the unarmed Dendrossa stood before me, donned in pitch-black armor.
The wicked grin etched across her face showed just how confident she was.
And honestly, she had every right to be confident...
She was overpowered in every sense.
She moved with such speed that even my [Magic Detect] skill failed to detect her presence.
Considering the proficiency of my skill, I should've been able to sense her imposing aura long before she even entered the kingdom.
However, her aura was different from the menacing and mentally crushing energy Eunaria gave off.
I don't know how to say it, but I guess you could say her aura was so strong that you'd easily miss it if you weren't focused enough.
Anastasia trembled in my arms, her face flushed with fear.
I couldn't blame her; the woman before us wasn't just any random NPC.
"Anastasia, are you alright?" I asked her.
Technically, it was a stupid question, she was clearly not alright.
She struggled to form words, her body continuing to shake in my embrace.
It was then that she managed to stutter out a sentence.
She was barely audible.
"Your... your hand, it's touching me..." she murmured.
"Huh...?"
Confusion washed over me as I furrowed my brow, not understanding what she meant.
Sensing my confusion, she took a shaky breath and continued.
"Your hand... it's touching my... my butt," she finally managed to speak.
It hit me like a bolt of lightning.
In a moment of carelessness, my hand had 'accidentally' made contact with her in the best way possible.
Her butt was so soft, but now wasn't the time for that.
There was a problem that needed my attention.
Panic coursed through me, and without thinking, I squeezed her buttocks for a split second.
The unexpected action caused her to let out a soft moan, her surprise echoing in the air.
I couldn't blame myself for doing it a second time.
I was under a lot of pressure and in a sense, her butt was like my stress ball.
Each time I squeezed it, some tension left my joints.
Until...
Time seemed to halt as her hand swiftly connected with my cheek, the slap resonating across the empty space.
I stood there, taking the blow without flinching.
I had to own up and take it like a man.
Slowly, I released Anastasia from my grasp, allowing her to stand on her own.
"S... Sorry for touching your butt..."
And at the same time, I wasn't sorry.
This was the second time I was getting slapped since I entered this school.
It's not fair.
She hesitated, her gaze averted to the side, before finally speaking.
Her voice wavered slightly as she shyly admitted, "I'm... I'm not saying what... what you did was wrong, but don't do it around other people."
"Huh...?"
I was totally confused.
"Other... people...?"
I turned to survey our surroundings, finally noticing the onlookers that had gathered.
Teachers, students, and even Stellaria, hovering gracefully in the air, commanding the BDSM-ish control of her male students.
Those boys just lay there with their butts pointing upwards.
I can't even begin to think about what she'd done to them.
And to be honest, I didn't even want to know.
Dendrossa let out an exasperated scream.
Her voice was loud, even louder than Eris...
Eris...
Come to think of it, this girl and Eris were almost the same, and for one, they acted the same too.
When Eris attacked the Silva Citadel, she crash landed and almost destroyed the landscape.
That was the same thing Dendrossa did.
But at least, she was having some restraint.
Eris crash landed and just kicked Mojito's ass and then proceeded to almost kick my ass.
Almost...
"I'm so bored!" Dendrossa exclaimed, her impatience evident in her tone.
But honestly, I'm not anyone's source of entertainment.
If you're bored, then I shouldn't be the one responsible for that.
"Can't we just start fighting already?" she asked.
I raised an eyebrow, puzzled by her eagerness for confrontation.
"Why do we have to fight?" I questioned, genuinely curious.
Dendrossa turned to me, folding her arms across her chest before bursting into uncontrollable laughter.
It was a laugh that reached the heavens, a dramatic display that left us all speechless, simply staring at her in awe.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally managed to calm herself down.
By this time, all the students were looking at her.
The looks on their faces said one thing— they were completely underwhelmed.
"Fighting is essential, my friend," Dendrossa said, her voice now dripping with seriousness. "It's the core of who we are, the essence of our existence. Everything else comes after it."
So basically, she's never heard of diplomacy.
I sighed, realizing that reasoning with her would be a difficult task.
"Can't we at least talk before resorting to violence?"
I pleaded, hoping to find some common ground.
Once again, Dendrossa's laughter filled the air, echoing in an annoying manner across the ear of everyone standing there.
She either thought I was joking or she just thought I was stupid.
Because no one would laugh that hard after hearing that.
"The way of Tenebrous Slade is to fight first, and then talk," she explained, her eyes glinting mischievously.
I decided to abandon my argument, realizing that persuading her to see reason would be futile.
"But fighting isn't the only way..."
I attempted to protest, but quickly stopped myself.
Those words felt tired and overused.
It wasn't the first time I was saying it, nor was it the second.
And every time I did say it, it resulted in waste of saliva.
They'd never listen to reason, what they wanted was to throw hands.
At this point, why not just do that?
Dendrossa, sensing my defeat, smirked and looked at me, she was excited and I could see that in her red eyes.
"If fighting is truly what you desire, then I have no qualms," I declared.
For some reason, I smiled after those words.
Anastasia, who was silently observing our exchange, hesitantly spoke up.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked, genuine concern etched on her face.
I reassured her with a warm smile and a comforting nod.
"Don't worry, I've got this."
I don't got this, but hey, as a teacher, you shouldn't look like a wimp.
Turning back to Dendrossa, I requested a small favor.
"Could you... just give me a few seconds, and then we can proceed as you wish."
She let out a sigh, her impatience still lingering, but eventually agreed.
"Alright, but make it quick."
"Cool, thanks!"
After I said this, I immediately dashed for Stellaria.
As I approached where Stellaria hovered, she flashed me a peace sign with two fingers.
"Yo," she said.
I shook my head, knowing there was no time for such gestures.
Honestly, Stellaria's confidence was problematic.
She was calm in every situation.
And this made me not fully grab how strong she was.
She didn't flinch in the presence of Imperial Dragons and the same thing here.
But I guess having lived for 4,000 years could make you immune to fear.
"There's no time for that," I replied with a heavy sigh.
Stellaria cocked her head to the side, curiosity evident on her face.
"Why not?" she questioned.
The painful part was that she was genuinely confused.
I brushed a hand through my hair, searching for the right words to articulate my thoughts.
"Oh I don't know," I started sarcastically. "Maybe because there's a friggin' Demon King standing just right over there!"
I pointed at Dendrossa right after.
Dendrossa noticed I pointed at her and she grinned and waved back in an energetic manner.
I smiled awkwardly and waved back at her.
Stellaria interrupted our awkward exchange, reminding me of a crucial detail.
"By the way, can you sense the others?"
"Others?" I repeated.
Just as the question escaped my lips, two figures emerged from swirling black portals beside me.
The first was a woman clad in a flowing white kimono, her long black hair cascading down her back. She possessed a pair of striking red horns atop her head, and her features oozed with elegance and allure.
She had large breasts, that was definitely not easy to miss.
But more importantly, she was by far one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen.
The second figure, however, was a stark contrast, showcasing the stereotypical image of a repulsive demon.
You know, those generic demons you'd find under your bed.
With crimson skin, twisted horns, and a grotesque face, it was clear that this demon was an easy thing to puke at.
"Eh..."
Things just seemed to get worse.
The 𝘮ost uptodat𝑒 novels are pub𝙡ished on fre(e)webno(v)el.𝒸𝑜𝘮