Chapter 957 Playing Games
Rex heard this and couldn't help but think that the Executor was insinuating something.
It was the way he said it that made Rex think so.
A remarkably powerful backer? Could he be referring to the Hare Full Moon? In a way, the Lunirich Gods could be considered backers. But he knew that I only had two King Marks. Is he suspecting that I possess another King Mark? Could be.
Pondering calmly, that's the most plausible explanation.
Maybe the rumor of his rapid advancement to reach this strong made the Executor think so.
"Don't spout nonsense, I want Gistella back" Rex replied sternly.
Upon hearing this, the Executor's grin turned devilish as he stood up with his arms spread open to the side. "Well, there's no need to rush. How about we have a small welcoming celebration for you accepting my humble request?" He said with an eerily pleasant tone.
A shameless offer, acting as if he was a friend when they were clearly two opposing sides.
"A drink is what you need for your long journey" the Executor added.
Obviously, Rex wouldn't trust anything the Executor offered him, especially a drink that could be poison for all he knows, "I'm here for the war you have against your enemies, and I think there's a need for a briefing, no? I don't think it's the right time for a drink"
Slowly descending from the dais of his throne, he chuckled in hubris.
"Oh, I insist... I also want to show you something interesting, my new pet!" He replied.
Instantly, Rex felt a foreboding feeling from this.
Just as the Executor said that the tension inside the tent instantly reached its zenith.
Rex's presence instantly becomes unsteady, depicting a caged tiger that is about to break out in a simple touch. At the sight of this, King John, Brigitta, and Edward instantly had their minds attuned to intercept if a fight would break out inside this camp.
Even Ryze, standing a couple of steps behind went alert, fearing the worst.
'No, the Executor wouldn't be that barbaric...' Ryze pondered, gulping uneasily at this.
Sensing that the tension climbed, the Executor gestured with his hand, signaling to the guards on the side with a wide smile on his face, "Bring in the best drinks served by my best pet, we have to accommodate our special guest here, and not disappoint, right?"
Upon hearing this, the two guards headed to another cover on the right side of the place.
It seemed to be a cover that led to another room.
Nodding, the two guards reached for the edge of the cover, intending to open it.
During that fleeting moment, time slowed down immensely in his vision. Rex stared at the cover with a widened gaze as his heart began to thump rapidly, the complete worst haunting his mind, eating his sanity like maggots to a corpse.
<Warning! The user's berserk stat is increasing rapidly!>
<Warning! The user's sanity stat is decreasing rapidly!>
A warning notice from the System appeared, but Rex couldn't focus on that.
Calm down. I must regain control. I've lost control once not too long ago, I can't afford to let it happen again, especially here. And if I went berserk here, the Executor would not sit still and seize the opportunity caused by my negligence.
Despite trying his best, his anger didn't wane and kept on increasing.
But if it's really Gistella, if he really did something to her, then I can't... I can't contain this.
In addition to his anger, Rex could also feel that the Sin of Wrath he engraved on himself earlier, located on his left peck was starting to react as his anger boiled within. His breathing became heavy, and adrenaline started being pumped into his bloodstream.
With one swift motion, the cover was opened by the guards.
A silhouette was shown behind the cover.
Rex and Ryze's hearts skipped a beat, and both unconsciously held their breaths.
Since it was dimly lit in the other room, the figure's face remained hidden in the shadows until she entered, carefully carrying a tray of drinks. With agonizing slowness, she moved into the light, revealing her identity.
Upon seeing the woman, Rex could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
It was not Gistella, the pet was not her.
Coming in from the other room is a Demoness based on her appearance, a Succubus, or at least a branch of Demon similar to it. She wore a seductive, form-fitting corset in deep obsidian with red lace trim that enhanced her hourglass figure. Barely-there leather thong panties and thigh-high stockings with garter belts adorned her long legs.
Aside from that, there was an evident collar on her neck, leashing her like a dog.
Despite having most of her skin exposed for everyone to see, she kept her gaze down and her spine straight. The Succubus approached the Executor and held the tray of drinks to him, but her fear was evident as the tray slightly trembled.
With a nasty smile, the Executor looked at her with a condescending gaze.
"Isn't she great? Her reaction that is," He remarked, taking two chalices from the tray and handing Rex one. "Supernaturals, they're nothing more than slaves, that's their sole purpose. But naturally, you and your pack members are above them, strength has always been the ultimate measure from the dawn of time, regardless of the origins"
Upon hearing this, Rex scoffed inwardly.
It was obvious that the Executor was playing games with him.
Back when he met with the Executor for the first time, he clearly stated that Rex's presence was more insulting than the Supernaturals' presence due to the fact that he mixed the human race with the Werewolf race.
An obvious embarrassment for the entire human race from the Executor's point of view.
However, now, he said the opposite thing.
Grabbing one of the chalices without a second of doubt, he looked at its contents before he drank it in one go after checking with the System to find out whether the drink was poisoned or would bring harm to him or not.
Finishing the drink, it tasted sweet, very sweet to be exact.
Rex mused, putting the chalice down, "Let's get down to business, I have no time to waste"
"Of course, you are busy after all, I would too if I were you" the Executor replied sarcastically, he laughed and walked away, gulping down the drink. "My trusted aid, Brigitta and Edward will tell you about the situation"
Although he wanted the Executor to be the one to tell him, he couldn't demand too much.
He was in the backhand at this moment.
With Gistella as the Executor's hostage, he couldn't afford to do anything reckless.
From the Executor's point of view, Rex wouldn't be able to do anything with Gistella within his hands, and if he did then that would mean sentencing her to death. Thus, he acted leisurely and confidently to have the upper hand, and he was right.
Glancing to the side, Edward already gestured to follow him.
Nodding his head, Rex signaled to Ryze to follow suit before they headed to the other room.
Reaching the entrance to the other room on the left, he stopped and turned to look at the Executor who was already sitting on his throne once again, "I meant to ask, just to be sure, can I assume that we are under a temporary cease-fire until this battle is over?"
"What do you think?" the Executor asked back meaningfully.
Rex didn't budge and rebutted, "I want to hear it from your own mouth, as a guarantee"
"Yes," the Executor replied after pausing for a second. "Until the battle is over, we will put aside our conflict. No harm will come to you, at least not a physical one" He added, his eyes glistening mysteriously, hiding a plan that was unknown to anyone.
Keeping his gaze on the Executor for five seconds, Rex then nodded and walked away.
Only when he disappeared that the Executor shift his gaze.
He then whispered under his breath, smiling excitedly, "This is going to be interesting"
Meanwhile, in the other room.
Rex and Ryze stood around the table with a map of the surrounding area spread on it.
Scribble of lines could be seen drawn across the map, a testament of the strategic discussion that held place in this room recently. Obviously, this was the strategy room in preparation for the battle.
Edward stood across and started conveying the situation.
As he fills in Rex with the knowledge they have gathered, it feels surreal for him and Rex.
Discussing a strategy with Rex or being close to him was not something he thought possible after the tragedy, yet here they were. On the other hand, this is also present in Rex's mind, especially the fact that he is now forced to help the Executor.
Rex was not willing, but he had to go through with it for now.
Based on the detection devices and scouts that were sent ahead, they found that the Demons and Vampires were preparing a massive army to intercept the advance of the Executor's army, intending to stop them from moving forward.
Currently, they were about fifteen miles into the Supernaturals' territory.
In front of them lies the Shifting Realm where the Demons and Vampires' army resides.
The Shifting Realm is a magical terrain that compliments the Supernaturals a lot, and the preparation done by the Demons and Vampires made this a hard line to penetrate despite their rigorous attempt.
A couple of skirmishes were sent to test the water, and the result was bad for the humans.
On top of that, the stronger Demons and Vampires couldn't be located.
Most of the important commanders from the human army showed objection to letting the Executor move forward when the stronger Supernaturals couldn't be located or identified, fearing that there might be an ambush around.
The Executor also doesn't want to come out first for the time being.
Even though it was uncharacteristic of the Executor, it was obvious that when the facts were unrefutable, he was able to tone down his arrogance and accept his situation. During the First Breath, no matter how prideful he is, he knows that he could be killed.
He anticipates an ambush as the other high-rank Supernaturals are still not around.
But this made Rex feel safer.
The Executor wouldn't try anything overbearing to me. With the nearing Hare Moon, if he tries to attack me, then there's a chance he might be injured from our fight, and that would provide a perfect chance for the Supernaturals to strike him
Also, even though Edward avoided stating the objective outright, Rex already knew.
From the Shfiting Realm, it's about twenty miles away from the Symposium which is the destination, and going through the army of Demons and Vampires would help the Executor gets ultimately closer to the Symposium.
Elder Tilrith and Nolacula did their part, but I still need to cultivate my cursed source.
Knowing that when he finished helping the Executor, he would be closer to the Symposium, Rex is aware that time is running out for him. If he failed to reach the appropriate curse epiphany set by the Witch, then his plan would fail.
Just as Edward finished his explanation, Rex remained silent and pondered.
I know that the Executor would eventually request me but now doesn't seem to be right.
Based on Edward's explanation, it doesn't seem that the Executor really needed his help, so he was confused as to why the Executor asked for him right now. If there are more than three Elders, then it would make sense, but there are mostly two here.
The Executor is definitely capable of taking on two Elders by himself.
Am I not seeing the situation clearly? In my eyes, the Executor could handle this himself.
Snapping Rex out of his trance, Edward rolled the map as the strategy would be luring the stronger Supernaturals first and locating them. "Okay, we'll be moving in half an hour while the sun is still up. You and I would be leading the charge"
Upon hearing this, Rex nodded before Edward and Brigitta left the room.
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