assistirfilmes Chapter 969- Acquiring Few Henchmen (3)
Chapter 969- Acquiring Few Henchmen (3)
Chapter 969- Acquiring Few Henchmen (3)
"I'd advise you to step back, unless you want to test your luck against someone far beyond your rank."
"What did you say?"
The Demon Earl grit his teeth so hard that one could even hear them cracking. He was about to flip out in anger when Simon said the following words.
"Why do you think I'm not on a mission from a high ranking demon?"...
"Why you ask? That's because..."
He didn't let the Demon earl finish and continued "It's because I'm a human?"
Looking down on humans was practically ingrained in every demon. Especially now during times of war, the hatred was at its peak. But Simon could see something more from Melkan in front of him.
It was insecurity, fear and unwillingness to accept that someone is superior to you. There are always bound to be idiots with overinflated egos but no substance to back it up, the demon Earl in front of him was one of them.
"Since you think I'm just a mere slave, why don't you come with me and verify the fact yourself".
Melkan was silent, his expression shifting between suspicion and hesitation. He seemed to be deliberating whether Simon was really telling the truth. He could see the calm confidence in the latter's gaze—there was no trace of fear, no hint of deception.
Simon did not wait for the other party's answer, he turned around and made his way to Duke Vordanaz's camp.
Melkan and his entourage begrudgingly followed behind.
Simon replied but the infernal knights refused to move out of his way. Seconds passed in tense silence, just when it seemed like they would be shoved away, the infernal knights suddenly moved out of the way and pointed with their hands.
"This way, lord Vordanaz is expecting you". One of the knights intoned.
Simon smirked and cast a glance behind him. At this moment, the faces of the demon earl and his henchmen were a sight to see. It was almost comical how the Demon Earl's face was frozen in shock, his eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.
His subordinates were no better, their earlier sneers replaced by expressions of stunned disbelief. Simon could practically read their thoughts:
How could a human, a mere mortal, receive an invitation from a Duke?
But Simon didn't spare them a second thought. He had more important matters to address. He walked confidently into the stronghold.
Inside his camp or rather stronghold, Vordanaz was waiting for them. Seated on his seat, his presence dominated the room.
When Simon entered, a pleased smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"So you came, Simon, I knew you would. Have you decided to join my side after all?" His voice echoed throughout the chamber, filled with self-assured arrogance.
"Yes, joining me is the right decision. A strong man like you should be on my side. When you deflected my attacks, I realized you were different from those pathetic ones who scurry about, content with their mediocrity. You are meant to soar higher, to rise above the masses."
"You've made the right choice, Simon. Power, immortality, status—whatever you desire, I can grant it. You've seen the might I command, the influence I wield. Swear loyalty to me, and you'll have everything you've ever wanted."
In the back, Melkan and his entourage stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide and jaws slack. They couldn't believe what they were hearing.
A human had fought against a Demon Duke and survived his attacks? If anyone else had told this story, they would have laughed them off as a fool or a liar. But this was Vordanaz himself speaking—there was no way he would lie about such a thing.
It was unfathomable.