Chapter 24 - Apostle of the Demon God

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Red-eyed monsters. At those words, Albert couldn’t help but recall the chaotic battle he had once been through.

He had encountered red-eyed monsters once before during an escort mission by the border.

No matter what kind of monster it was, all of them had red eyes.

At that time, an investigation was carried out to find the cause of the monsters’ mutation. Albert remembered that…

“This is bad. There are Apostles of the Demon God nearby. We have to inform the Divine Temple about this.”

Peace and tranquility never lasted long in this world. Chaos, terror, and disorder were the unchanging theme of this world.

In the beginning, there was no magic in this world, much less other power structures.

Absolute oaths were the only theme and essence of this world.

However, at some point in time, many spatial fractures appeared. It was an invasion from another world, and it changed this world beyond recognition.

Thus began the battle between civilizations from different worlds.

Amongst them were the Apostles of Demon Gods who came from a world of chaos and destruction.

Their appearance brought disaster to this world.

“Hurry up and run. If necessary, Gared, Barron, leave me behind and go on ahead by yourselves.”

Albert gripped the shoulders of the other two, hard, with both hands and said solemnly,

“We have to bring this information back at all costs.”

Gared and Barron were stunned by Albert’s actions.

Looking at their Captain, they realized that things might not be as simple as they thought.

“What’s going on?”

“What does Apostles of the Demon Gods mean?”

Gared and Barron were both young knights, so they did not know about the war that had happened on this land.

They did not know about the Demon God.

Albert thought for a moment and decided to brief the two of them.

“The Apostles of the Demon Gods are enemies of humanity. In the past, under the leadership of the Demon Gods, these apostles invaded mankind and attempted to occupy this land.”

Albert shrugged and said,

“As you can see, humans won. And the most obvious change left behind by that war, do you know what it is?”

“It’s magic,” Albert said before either of them could answer.

Gared and Barron were astounded.

These days, magic was a primary branch of cultivation. As long as one was willing to work hard at it, they would definitely be able to gain some kind of achievements in the field.

It wasn’t just empty talk. Historically, many great sorcerers were mediocre, even clumsy and awkward in their youth.

However, after continuous hard work and practice, they eventually became great sorcerers who were well-respected.

There were even a few who were still alive till this day.

That said, they did not expect that there to be such a big secret behind the field of magic.

As they carried Albert quickly towards town, they pricked up their ears to listen to Albert talk about the past.

“Be it the Demon Gods or their Apostles, as the progenitor of magic, high-level spells and spellcasting were instinctive to them.”

“That’s terrifying.”

All of the mages who could do what Albert just described were well-known legends.

“Hence, every Apostle is equivalent in power to a Great Sorcerer. This was only the tip of the iceberg however, because their most terrifying power comes from their bloodline…”

At that, Albert seemed to have thought of something. But he quickly shook his head and pushed away the distracting thoughts to prevent his will from wavering.

Even so, he still felt a mouthful of blood well up from within.

It was the backlash from his oath.

“I hope we won’t encounter any Apostles this time.”

The only response he got from the other two was silence. It wasn’t hard for them to tell, based on the flush on Albert’s face, his current condition.

An enemy that could make Albert cower in fear must be an enemy that was strong beyond their imagination.

It was then that Albert began regretting coming to this place. He looked at the two men beside him.

They were both young men with great potential, the future pillars of the Divine Temple.

The Temple had entrusted the two of them in his care because they trusted him. But he had failed the Temple. For his own selfish desires, he had put these two in danger.

“If it comes down to it, I will do everything I can to send these two back to the Divine Temple in one piece.”

While Albert and the others fled, George and Celia were playing with the newest member of their party, Siluca.

“Mommy, is the food not ready yet?”

George sat cross-legged, playing with Siluca’s wings as the newly-hatched dragon sat in his lap.

Hearing George’s words, Siluca raised her head and chirped in agreement.

“Roar!“

“Coming. Food’s coming!!”

Celia glanced helplessly at George, who was playing around with Siluca.

She stirred the pot with the ladle in her hand, and soon the aroma of the food wafted out. At that, Siluca’s chirping became even more cheerful.

In the cozy atmosphere, everyone wore a blissful smile on their face.

With the help of the magic pot, the soup was soon ready.

Celia handed the bowl to George, who lifted it to Siluca’s mouth first.

“Here, try it. Do you like it?”

Magic pots can extract and prepare the essence of ingredients.

Therefore, the food it made could be considered a form of pure energy devoid of any impurities.

Siluca stuck out its tongue and took a tentative lick.

Upon its first taste, Siluca put on a complicated expression.

It looked at the soup in front of it as if it simultaneously wanted to avoid it but also continue drinking it.

“Do you like it or hate it?”

“Maybe it’s because the soup’s too hot?”

George’s first instinct was to reject Celia’s conjecture.

It seemed ridiculous to think that a dragon would be afraid of heat.

“No way, it’s a dragon!”

Despite his doubts, George still channeled magic into the bowl to adjust the temperature of the soup.

Soon, the steam emitting from the soup disappeared and was replaced by cold air.

Feeling the change in the soup, Siluca leaned over in delight and kept lapping up the soup.

“Huh, you were right.” George was surprised.

Celia commented deep in thought,

“Even though it’s a dragon, it’s also weaker than we’d assume since it’s a newborn.”

“Mm.”

With that, the three of them continued their meal together and enjoyed a moment of peace.

“It seems there’s no time for you guys to keep relaxing.”

Upon hearing Dionmya’s voice, Celia’s expression changed slightly before returning to normal.

“What is it, Master?”

“A troublesome fellow has arrived.”

Knowing that Celia didn’t understand, Dionmya launched into an explanation.

“It’s an Apostle of the Devil. You can think of them as a powerful monster that’s physically strong and also terrifyingly good at magic..”