268 Dekan has an invincible Master
“Speaking of which, Master, do you know what the Demon King is?”
Dekan lay on the ground, hugging the back of his head, his legs crossed, eyes closed, looking surprisingly relaxed, as if enjoying a leisurely Sunday afternoon reclining on a grassy lawn.
Panicking wouldn’t help in this seemingly unsolvable situation.
It would be better to analyze the suspicions he had in his heart.
“In my surviving memories, the Demon King is undoubtedly the strongest being of the Demon Realm, someone who must obtain the recognition of the Demon Realm’s will to become the Demon King.”
The master replied.
Dekan nodded after listening, then asked again:
“Master, do you remember up to which generation the Demon King was in your era?”
If the master had truly been here, then the Demon Realm in this worldview would be the master’s hometown.
Based on the intelligence obtained from the last Shadow World in the Holy Country, the master’s active era should be quite close to the timeline of the Holy Country-Demon Realm War.
“I don’t remember… Anyway, I am not the Demon King, and none of the graves outside belong to me.”
The master replied.
She didn’t want to be the Demon King at all.
All she desired was to savor fine food.
“Hmm, I know.”
Dekan was very sure that there was no trace of the master’s magical aura on these tombstones.
Thus, he could dig up graves with peace of mind.
Otherwise, it would mean betraying his master.
“Are you suspecting I am the current Demon King?”
The master asked.
She understood Dekan’s implication.
Dekan wanted to break free from Warden Karlst’s environment, and to achieve that, he needed to significantly strengthen himself so that Karlst’s power would no longer be enough to imprison him for long.
And on the eighth level, there was a method to enhance one’s strength—
Gaining recognition from the Demon King to control Demon King’s Power.
However, his connection with the Demon King’s Tomb had been severed.
He could no longer “ask” for help from any Demon King.
The only chance of success is if a hidden Demon King could provide him with reinforcement.
So, it was only natural for Dekan to start suspecting whether the master could possibly be the Demon King.
“… If I were the current Demon King, how could I possibly be in such a harmonious relationship with Bishop Ruen of the Holy Ritual Church?”
In the fragments of her memories, the master had once talked calmly with Ruen at the northern border of the Holy Country.
That state didn’t resemble that of enemies.
Instead, it seemed like they could actually be good friends who could get along well.
That absolutely doesn’t fit the description of the current Demon King who initiated the war between the Demon Realm and the Holy Country.
Moreover, when Dekan asked for intelligence from Altice in the fourth level, he also learned that the current Demon King’s features were completely different from the master.
“You are not one of the Demon Kings from past generations, nor are you the current Demon King.”
When Dekan said this, he opened his golden demon eyes, belonging to the master, and said lightly:
“But that doesn’t mean you can’t be the Demon King.”
It seemed Dekan already had an idea.
He wanted to attempt something and therefore asked:
“Master, I analyzed the rituals on the Demon King’s tombstone a while ago. Although I could only discern the most superficial part of this ritual, I share it with you now?”
It might just take a key to awaken the master’s memories.
If Dekan’s conjecture was accurate,
Then the ritual he previously extracted from the Demon King’s tombstone could possibly be the crucial element to trigger the master’s recall of the past.
“Hmm.”
After the master consented, Dekan transmitted the ritual he had decoded from the tombstone to the master.
Thereafter, there was silence for a few minutes.
However,
As Dekan had anticipated.
The moment the master obtained this ritual, she effortlessly constructed it as if it were an innate ability she was born with!
Then came the perfect supplementation and execution.
Dekan observed the master’s actions attentively, waiting silently for her to complete the ritual without any modification.
Finally, the master successfully reproduced it!
“Why… do I know this ritual…”
The master murmured faintly, dazed.
She finally believed that she must have once mastered this complicated ritual, like an instinctive talent, which is why she could effortlessly reconstruct it by reflex.
“Master, follow this feeling and see if you can find the memories you previously wanted to recall but couldn’t hold onto.”
Dekan said softly.
“This segment of the ritual… is the [Demon King’s Seal]…”
“It can imprint one’s will, even one’s soul, onto inanimate objects…”
“It is the… starting point of the principle of Magic Cards…”
As the master spoke in broken sentences,
The lost memories she was trying to grasp finally pieced themselves together.
But with these recollections came more questions.
She increasingly realized how much she needed to remember.
Yet these lost memories simply couldn’t be spontaneously regained.
Dekan waited until the master had calmed her thoughts and then asked:
“Master, can this magic only be mastered by the Demon King?”
The master paused in silence for a while and then confirmed:
“…Hm.”
“Sure enough, this layer was quite simple after all.”
When Dekan initially felt stuck, the thought had already crossed his mind.
It wasn’t that the path had ended, it was time to turn around.
Since everything he did so far was flawless.
Dekan stood up, stretched, and his gaze towards the Illusory Barrier grew increasingly serious.
It was time to get back to work.
“Alright, Master, it’s time for us to control the body together. You handle the presence, and I’ll manage the expression.”
…
Outside the Illusory Barrier.
Warden Karlst, who was too tired to care about Dekan anymore, looked at the ruined Demon King’s Tomb that Dekan had destroyed, and felt a headache coming.
This mess seemed impossible to clean up correctly.
Simply abandoning the Demon King’s Tomb like dry waste would definitely be seen as disrespectful.
But symbolically sticking it back in place and pretending nothing happened?
That would be even weirder.
It was definitely still disrespectful.
There was nothing left but to clean away these party props and wait for the Demon King to return to decide on the proper course of action.
However.
Just as Karlst was about to start cleaning,
His expression suddenly changed drastically, as if encountering something completely unexpected.
Because he felt his magical power suddenly begin to escape from him uncontrollably!
The illusion that had originally held the fourth-rank Dekan now felt as if it were housing a seventh-rank powerhouse!
And after another second, the magical power consumption doubled.
At this rate, even if it weren’t until the Demon King’s return, Karlst’s energy would be depleted in just a few hours!
Regardless of how hard Karlst tried, he couldn’t figure out why Dekan had suddenly grown stronger.
But keeping Dekan imprisoned at this juncture was equivalent to pointlessly wasting magical power!
He needed to understand the reason behind this sudden change immediately!
Karlst refocused his attention on the Illusory Barrier area.
However, the sight in the barrier caused Karlst’s pupils to contract uncontrollably.
The originally somewhat deranged Little Succubus had entirely shed all her previous demeanor at this moment.
Her aura now resembled that of a fierce ghost from the nine abysses, with a cold and ruthless icy atmosphere permeating the entire space, making Karlst feel fear and even a hint of suffocation despite the distance.
