Book 4: Chapter 40: A Bet

Book 4: Chapter 40: A Bet

Scarlet

Oh? This ought to be interesting I hear Tar mutter in my mind.

First, would a representative for the humans and for the demons come up here? I ask, my voice echoing throughout the battlefield. Then in just a single instant, someone appears next to us. Someone that I recognize from TV.

Satan.

And Im not the only one as everyone down on the battlefield starts muttering to themselves as well, the demons out of loyalty and fear, and the humans out of fear and, well, fear.

Red steps forwards with his helmet held underneath his arm, the man still wearing the same red armor he has been wearing all night as he says, Ill be the representative for the humans. He glances at the people down below while adding, If thats alright with you lot.

Hundreds of thousands of people begin reassuring him that its alright, to my amusement. Then I realize that he just spoke to everyone without a microphone.

Is this microphone even necessary?

No, its not, Red says, bringing my gaze to find him staring at me with a smirk on his face, his eyes alternating between mine and the microphone.

Asshole.

It would be my pleasure to serve as the demons representative, Your Highness, Satan says, bringing both my and Reds attention back to him to find the man bowing slightly. And something I just noticed is that he looks rather similar to Vorgrim, the Lord of Hellfire.

Both Satan and Reds eyes widen in shock, neither of them apparently expecting such a bold bet from me right now. But the humans down below seem to be considering it. And it doesnt take long for some cheers to break out, making the hint of a smile appear on my face.

Then most of the human Guardians down there all begin cheering.

Which makes sense. Everyone at this point realizes that Earth, the humans, we have absolutely no chance at victory against the demons. All weve been doing is fighting in desperation to survive ever since the Class V Fracture that opened up in the capital and brought me to Tartarus.

The only real progress weve gotten was when I got here, and that was partially because they didnt want to hurt the blood lycan attacking them, couldnt send their Class V forces away from the main battlefield and from dealing with our Class Vs, and didnt know where I would strike. Not to mention my plagues.

After several seconds filled with nothing but the Guardians cheers, Satan finally regains his composure and asks, The bet doesnt sound too outrageous, but it is missing something. His eyes narrow. Youve stated what the demons will do if you manage to succeed, but what will the humans do if you fail?

That silences the Guardians watching us rather quickly.

Then everyone just watches on without saying a word as I smirk.

I saw this one coming a while ago. If theres one thing I know the demons want, its that.

Youre really going to bet that for this? You cant exactly take it back, you know that right? Tar says, not actually sounding worried despite his words. Probably because he believes in me to win this bet. I mean, something could always go wrong

Yeah, but I believe in myself.

You asked what the humans will do if we fail? I ask, still smirking and blatantly ignoring the camera flash I see out of the corner of my eye. Thats simple.

I cross my arms as I answer, If we fail, then I will move to live in Tartarus permanently as the Princess of the demons and will no longer assist the humans. Then I tilt my head, still smirking at the shocked look on the demons face. That enough for you?