𝔬𝒱𝗅xt.𝐜𝒐𝗆

“Actually… H-Hey, you don’t happen to have a Dark Dragon’s Reverse Scale, Essence of The Night Sky, or the Soul of A Branded King… do you?” I nervously chuckled since I felt this was the proper direction to take.

“What? Do you need them to evolve or something? Those are quite the specific items…” She smirked, wrapping her arm around my shoulders, causing me to receive the hateful glare of Noah once again. But after she finished polishing the crater I had created and detaining the mass of black liquid, she stormed over to me and pushed me out of the way.

“Y-Your Highness, I did everything you asked me to,” She stood patiently before the queen who looked ticked off at the woman’s rash actions. “S-So… Do you think I can get a… umm… a reward? Maybe… hehehe… just maybe?”

I nearly died of cringe as the girl twirled her hair and twisted her foot left and right. She attempted to act bashful and draw the queen in with her innocent look, but as she continued to embarrass herself, the queen let out a long sigh of exhaustion.

“I’m sure I sent you on a mission before. How brazen of you to be lazing around here, drawing in prey while that man is currently escaping with our best soul nourishment… or are you telling me that you’re not as capable as I thought you were.”

“I-I’m sorry…” She muttered, before disappearing into thin air. Not only was her entire body gone, but her presence was completely undetectable to any part of my expansive senses.

“What’s up with that face?” The queen turned towards me.

“You guys are so… *sigh*… never mind, um… what do we do from here?”

“We’ll return to my palace. I can acquire those items as long as you fulfill one thing for me. In fact, you can fulfill right now. You just have to answer one simple question… but if you’re uncomfortable with answering that question, then please feel free to not answer.”

“Why? Because you’ll be finding it out either way through some mind-reading skill?”

The queen didn’t respond but gave me a light smile that told me everything I needed to know. As soon as I thought of the answer to the question, she would be able to read my mind and get the answers she wanted so badly.

“Okay, what is it? As long as it doesn’t go too far?”

“Do you know why you came here?”

“To train,” I simply responded, causing the woman to burst out laughing. It almost ran off into something hysterical as she covered her mouth and wiped the small tears of laughter running from her face. “What? Am I wrong or something?”

“Yes, you’re very wrong… it seems that Master of yours isn’t so benevolent.”

“There is no need to point out the obvious.”

“If you want, I can tell you of everything he’s holding back. I’m sure he’s listening into this but he has yet to stop us once more with one of those feeble clones of his… but just to make sure, follow me to my palace. I’ll tell you everything there… about the gods of your eon.”

…

(Bella POV)

“Huff… huff… huff… huff… I’m… gonna go insane,” I muttered, gripping onto my face while I pressed the top of my head and my knees into the soft soil covered by a thin layer of grass below me.

The surrounding murky water serving as an abyssal blanket nearly brought my mind to insanity. The only thing keeping me together was the vibrant blades of grass poking me from underneath. And if it wasn’t for those, I probably would have been gnawing on my own fingers or even my own toes at this point.

『Status』

Name: Bella Wony

Race: Demon

Class: Wielder of The Demonic Flame (Destined: Savior of The Promethean Flame)

Level: 50

/50 (200

/200) XP Needed

HP: 100

/100 MP: 90

/90 SP: 40

/40 – Above Human

Strength: 90 – Above Human

Defense: 80 – Above Human

Magic: 350 – Above Human

Speed: 80 – Above Human

Skills: Magic Staff Coating Magic Staff Enhancement Enflamed Presence

Mystical Pressure of The Mana Core Haste Empower Eagle Eye Will of Flames

Web of the Wony’s Burning Heart Summon: Lesser Fire Spirits

Wielder of The Demonic Flame Skills: Heat Control Flame Assimilation Demon Eyes

Advanced Demonic Fire Magic Demonic Flame Body

Passive Skills: Rich Mindset Affable Connection Making Skills Warming Noble Presence

Constitution of a Tarturling Prisoner of Tartarus Iron Speech Demon’s Gluttonous Stomach Potion Organs Silver Tongue Golden Tongue of A Fallen Noble

Rune Path: Eyes of Seduction Throne World: Plane of Demonic Flames Locked Locked Locked Locked

Equipment: Magic Ring Storage Ring Magic Staff

…

My status was still stuck in place, practically unable to move from where it was set. I was beginning to wonder if I had made the wrong decision of coming with Cy as Beezlebub was no more than a teacher who liked to torture his students. He had barely taught me anything and had only granted me a place of training that ate away at my mind.

Of course, at the start, I recognized what he wanted me to do. He wanted me to meditate and learn more about the mana and most likely the system in general, but there was something else that came with the mana swirling around me.

It was painfully dark and ate away at my sanity with each drop that I fused into my own mana veins. It was like the incarnation of evil that I had flowing through my body and with each passing second, I could feel its dark claws rip away at my mind.

My mind was in tatters and it wasn’t going to be long before I fell into the pits of insanity. Meditation was something that couldn’t even help me at this point since I would be absorbing the very thing making me feel this way.

“You **ing demon lord… at least give me some pointers,” I groaned, my saliva drooling onto the dirt and seeping into its arid dryness.