The Demon’s Menu

Special Agent?

Avent lowered his head to look at Hoson, who had fallen to the ground, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

It wasn’t disdain for special agents.

It was simply disdain for Hoson himself.

Avent understood very well that what Hoson wanted to become was not just what was so-called a special agent.

It was...

A chip!

A chip that could keep the other party alive, and even better, in that place.

Because there had been too long a disconnection between that place and here, they needed a ’person’ who knew about the affairs here.

"Rest assured, when I inform them about the situation here, I will certainly hold some things back, and then, when the opportunity arises, I will tell you some of the affairs from there, of course, for safety, I will also keep some to myself."

"You see, isn’t that fair?"

As he spoke, Hoson sat cross-legged, trying to appear less awkward.

"Fair?"

"If it wasn’t now that killing you was no longer useful, you would have been dead countless times over."

Avent said coldly.

"Of course, of course!"

"I believe you can’t wait to kill me."

"But cooperation is the best option for us now."

Hoson waved his hands, a simple gesture that made him gasp for breath.

Then, the Grand Pontiff, who had just sacrificed most of the ’Sanctuary’, turned his head towards Ang City.

"Where is ’he’ now?"

"Exploring the world... I have already explored every place that can be explored."

"Where could he be?"

Hoson asked himself rhetorically.

Following that, Hoson laughed again.

"To show my sincerity, I will tell you a piece of news first."

"Lawrence has planted a ’bomb’ in Ang City!"

After speaking, Hoson deliberately paused to look at Avent.

Seeing that Avent’s eyes remained calm, without any ripples, Hoson was slightly taken aback.

Then, the Grand Pontiff immediately realized something. Find exclusive stories on empire

"Edmund?"

"That Edmund whom Lawrence considers his greatest enemy?"

"What an excellent man."

"Too bad there’s no chance to meet him now."

With those words, Hoson did not look at Avent again; he gazed into the night sky, then once more towards Ang City, his eyes fixed on the city shimmering with lights and flames in the night, murmuring to himself:

"If one place drives me out, another welcomes me."

"Avent, we..."

"See you in heaven!"

As he finished speaking, the breath of the Grand Pontiff ceased completely, and his body visibly turned to ashes at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

Avent watched the pile of ashes and, after a moment of silence, he raised his head to scan the night sky.

Or rather, somewhere even further than the night sky.

However, he did not feel an ounce of envy, intrigue, or curiosity.

What he wanted now was for his son to get married quickly and have eleven or twelve healthy babies with Ms. Jennifer, for them to build a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city, to farm, to herd, to fish, and if any of them could inherit his swordsmanship, that would be more than he could ask for.

As for heaven?

Nonsense!

It was worthless in his eyes.

Yet, what needed to be annihilated still had to be annihilated.

Otherwise...

He would never have peace of mind.

Avent scanned the night sky again, his eyes frosting over.

Did they really think his Sword Intent was so easy to resist?

With a flick of his cloak, in the unique rustling sound of the fabric, Avent turned and disappeared into the darkness.

He took note of the matters concerning heaven.

Later, he would deal with them one by one.

But right now?

The affairs of Ang City were more important.

Especially with his son undertaking a critical mission.

...

Edmund looked at the screen, where the battle was turning in their favor due to the contributions of Aras, Dibala, Siba, and Aio. Kite, and he let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Give me a hot cocoa."

Edmund said.

Immediately, a member of the reserves brought over the hot cocoa that had been prepared in advance to Edmund.

Thick and loaded with a large amount of protein powder, the hot cocoa was difficult for the average person to swallow.

But for Edmund, it was far from enough.

"Another cup."

After downing three cups in succession, Edmund began to feel the stabbing pain in his brain subside a little.

He rubbed his temples, continuing to ease the pain.

About two minutes later, the ’others’ in his mind took a temporary rest.

But one did not.

One that completely mimicked ’Lauren.’

’Have I reached my limit?’

’How disappointing.’

’To think I saw you as a great adversary, laying out trap after trap.’

The ’Lauren’ looked at him with scorn.

’Thank you.’

’I just want to live a life as lazy as a salted fish.’

’Lying there, doing nothing, that sounds pretty good to me!’

’I’ve already tried my best to lower my presence, why do you still force me?’

He questioned back.

’Because...’

’As long as you live, I can’t sleep or eat in peace!’

The ’Lauren’ said, staring at him malevolently.

’You didn’t become one of my people.’

’And you repeatedly rejected my invitations.’

’Yet you display such exceptional Talent and that laughable sense of justice.’

’How could I possibly not destroy someone like you?’

’Unfortunately, not only are you exceptionally gifted, but also extremely lucky, eluding my schemes time after time. Shaun’s assassination attempt was a joke, only making you alert, letting you escape to Ang City.’

’It’s truly a pity.’

’Lauren’ said coldly, with a hint of regret on his face.

He remained silent.

At this moment, with his absolute rationality, stripped of human emotions, he was merely analyzing and summarizing, non-stop.

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