I'm Really Not the Lord of the Abyss - Chapter 11

Lu Mi had followed that figure into the small garden.

He had arranged to meet with the Headhunting Company at the southwest corner, so when Lu Mi noticed that the person was heading directly to the southeast, he had already started to doubt if he had mistaken the person.

After all, no one had stipulated that others couldn’t wear owl masks, and there were even several at the dance just now.

However, there was not a single one who would come to the small garden at this time slot.

Lu Mi had looked back at the palace in the distance.

At that time, the king was giving a speech, and no one would leave the palace at this time, which was quite disrespectful to the monarch of a country.

The bright lights inside the palace, like a huge light source, were drowned out by the heavy shadows of the trees. Only the faint light combined with the street lights illuminated the surroundings, and unknown insects flickered with mottled black spots under the light, with the sound of insects chirping.

For some reason, he felt that the atmosphere was quite bad at the moment.

The figure walking in front was short and fat, and although he clearly noticed that someone was following him, he showed no reaction.

Lu Mi, looking at the person hurrying on ahead, slowed down his pace, wondering whether he should go back and wait until 21:00.

He was seriously thinking that he had indeed mistaken the person, and suspected that he had smelled the scent of trouble.

However, before he could act, the short and fat man in front who had been silent suddenly stopped.

By this time, they had already reached a rather secluded corner in the garden.

The short and fat man slowly turned around and finally said, “Since you’re still alive, why haven’t you responded to my messages? Have you realized that you’ve messed everything up and are afraid of being punished by that lord, so you dare not come out?”

Lu Mi didn’t expect to hear this as soon as he came up–ah, werewolf self-destruct?

(t/n: Werewolf self-destruct- in the Werewolf game, refers to the behavior of a werewolf choosing to directly hand over cards at a certain stage during the day, allowing the game to skip the subsequent daytime process and go directly to night )

Although he didn’t know who “that lord” was, given the situation, don’t tell him that “that lord” was secretly raising funds to do good deeds.

Before Lu Mi could speak, the short and fat man suddenly furrowed his brows, staring at him through a mask.

“Something’s not right…” The man’s smug and mocking expression faded, “You’re not him, who are you!?”

Even though the young man in front of him was wearing a mask, just by his figure, the man could clearly determine that he was definitely not the person he was supposed to meet.

Damn it! He hadn’t expected this situation at all!

Who would see a stranger in the middle of the night and silently follow them into a small garden all by themselves? How did this person think, with no sense of caution at all!

Fortunately, he hadn’t leaked any key information!

The man looked into the young man’s eyes, a hint of ferocity subtly showing.

Lu Mi wanted to accuse the other party of blaming others first, since everyone had mistaken the person, there was no need to blame each other.

The silver-eyed young man lazily lifted his eyelids, seemingly completely unaware of the malice on the other party, “I just wanted to ask, you’re not an invited person, are you?”

“…” The short and fat man cautiously put his hand into his pocket, touched the cold muzzle of the laser gun, couldn’t help but feel relieved, then sneered, “Whether I am or not, are you a member of the kingdom’s army, why do you care so much!”

The man slowly gripped the laser gun, ready to counterattack at any time.

Who knew that the silver-eyed young man, hearing his words, would show a look of sudden realization, then nodded, “You make sense, this matter really isn’t my business.”

Having said that, the silver-eyed young man turned around, leaving his back defenseless to him, apparently really planning to leave.

…This!

Really damn inexplicable!

The man broke out in a cold sweat, really wanting to curse on the spot.

But before he could vent his frustration, that familiar voice suddenly appeared again at his ear.

“I thought about it, and I’m still quite curious…”

The short and fat man froze completely. He slowly looked up, only to see the silver-eyed young man who had walked away, somehow returned to his side again.

What’s going on? Fear emerged in the short and fat man’s eyes. He hadn’t noticed the other party’s approaching presence at all!

“Can you tell me in detail,” the silver-eyed young man smiled slightly, “that lord you mentioned about.”

Not knowing if it was an illusion caused by the light and shadow, the short and fat man felt that the young man’s shadow under the moonlight suddenly twisted, vaguely outlining a terrifying phantom.

For a moment, the man seemed to see a pair of scarlet pupils flashing in the shadow…

As if a horrifying monster was staring at him from within.

It was a non-human creature, even its breath was mixed with the coldness of death.

It was watching him, from the shadows, from the pitch-black night, from every dark corner…!

“You, you…” The man’s legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

A beautiful blue stone rolled out from him, flashing a brilliant luster in the night.

The silver-eyed young man bent down to pick it up, looking at it against the moon, “What is this?” It seemed a bit familiar?

On the other side, the king who had just finished his speech in the palace stepped down.

The old man had politely declined all those who invited him, waving his hand, “I’m old, I won’t join in your young people’s gathering, as long as everyone is having fun, that’s good.”

Seeing this, everyone had dispersed in an accommodating manner.

The old man looked at this scene, which was completely different from the nobles who usually gathered around him, eager to make their presence felt, and couldn’t help but sigh again.

He hadn’t let his guards follow him, seemingly unintentionally passing by a long table in the corner, he glanced at the young man standing at the front of the table with an empty cup.

As they passed each other, the old man’s lips moved imperceptibly, “Let’s talk.”

Donald stood still.

It was Sikes on the side who patted his shoulder and said, “Go ahead.”

As the busiest person in the K8 branch, Sikes naturally knew the information of the official employees in his branch very well.

Sikes had long vaguely seen that Donald probably had a deep relationship with the royal family of the Blue Steel Empire, so he didn’t refuse Donald’s request to come and support at the beginning.

But now it seemed that the hidden story was probably more complicated than he thought.

Donald tightened his grip on the cup in his hand, then put it down abruptly, took a deep breath and chased after him.

By the time he walked out of the banquet hall, he saw the old man had dismissed those around him, walking on the path of the small garden like an ordinary person.

Donald pursed his lips, silently following behind.

About a minute later, the old man sighed, “It’s been ten years since you last came to the palace, hasn’t it?”

“…”

Not getting a response, the old man didn’t mind, “If it weren’t for the incident in the royal city this time, you probably wouldn’t have come back at all.”

“I…” Donald looked at this person who was both familiar and strange after many years, and for a moment didn’t know how to speak. In the end, all he could ask was, “How is your health?”

“It’s okay, I can hold on for a few more years. Now that everyone thinks that the Blue Steel Empire is finished, if I die, I’m afraid it will inevitably cause chaos.”

Donald fell silent again.

The old man glanced at him and began, “I’m not blaming you, it’s ultimately your father—”

“Who was it that said he wanted to go find the legendary god, said there was a prophecy showing that the empire would face a huge crisis in the future, unless it received the protection of the god again to avoid destruction… Believing in such naive and elusive stories, walking away.”

“And you, when you were over ten years old outside, were sent to me by someone.”

“But who knew you were just like your father, also unwilling to stay here. The only good thing, probably, is that compared to your father’s current whereabouts unknown, at least you can let me know you’re alive.”

Donald didn’t say a word throughout, until the old man finished speaking, then he retorted unwillingly, “That’s not just a story! The more I act as an extraordinary, the more I understand the vastness of this world, above the sky, below the sea, and… the abyss that no human has ever set foot in! There are so many amazing things in this world, a hundred years ago the ancestors of the Blue Steel Empire were just particularly lucky, before they had the ability to explore, the mystery came to them first. They seized it, so they exchanged for a hundred years of stability for the empire.”

At this moment, the young man completely forgot the embarrassment brought by his identity, his eyes were shining with an astonishing brilliance, as if he was seeing faith.

“So it must exist, the gods… and even the power that surpasses the gods! My father and I, and countless extraordinaries, are all striving forward in the torrent in order to chase and witness that miraculous moment!”

As he said this, a silver-blue brilliance flashed across Donald’s mind. It was just a pity that later on, no matter how he asked those closest to the scene, he didn’t get any more useful information.

The old man looked at the young man’s obsessed expression as if he were possessed, and immediately wanted to shatter his illusion–this ruthlessness came not only from himself, but also from the despair and unwillingness of the royal families of the Blue Steel Empire who had not received a response for generations.

The old man said in a hoarse voice, “The ‘gods’ in that mural don’t exist at all…”

Bang!

A sudden gunshot made the old man’s words come to an abrupt halt.

Donald sidestepped to block the old man, “It’s dangerous, please step back!”

Then, he looked seriously towards the small woods where the gunshot came from, his brows furrowed tightly.

Meanwhile, in the small woods, there was a scene that was unimaginable.

Lu Mi looked at the short and fat man who had fainted on the ground and sighed softly, “Alon, your reaction just now was too intense.”

If he hadn’t stopped him in time, the demon’s chains would not have just seriously injured the man, but would have pierced his heart directly.

“He was disrespectful to you at first, and just now he tried to hurt you.”

Lu Mi: “It’s probably because he was too scared, tense emotions often lose control when they reach their limit, besides his attack posed no threat to me, I can handle it myself.”

At least he would control his strength, after all, he still planned to leave a living mouth for the Blue Steel Empire, so that they would have an entry point for investigation, this was still their own business after all.

“Of course I believe in your strength, but if I’m here yet my master still needs to personally clean up these bugs, it’s simply an insult to the lord I serve. This incompetence, supposing other ‘people’ would know, they would laugh out loud.”

Not to mention laughing, if the other existences on the Book of Keys knew, perhaps their reactions would be different, but the Shadow Demon who had not fulfilled his duty to seize the initiative–was definitely more bad than good.

Of course, before being killed by other existences, the probability of the demon killing himself because of his own disqualification was even greater.

Lu Mi: …He should have gotten used to it by now.

The silver-eyed young man directly skipped over this.

The short and fat man had just intended to attack him with the laser gun in his pocket, perhaps it couldn’t be considered an attack, but a chaotic venting behavior caused by the collision of the pressure to not want to reveal more information and the pressure to face Lu Mi under extreme fear.

Lu Mi turned over the man’s pocket again and found another detonator–the same model as the one previously installed in the palace basement.

In this way, this person was likely to be in the same group as the two people in the underground tunnel. Even tonight, the short and fat man was trying to meet the two people who had lost contact through a special contact channel, but he didn’t expect that they had already been killed by the demon.

To sum it up, there were two groups of people who had directly and indirectly fallen into Lu Mi’s hands.

…I wonder what “that lord” would think if he knew about this.

But no matter who the other party was, hiding behind the scenes so securely, but letting his subordinates stir up trouble outside, causing ordinary citizens like him to be forced to run around, losing the opportunity to be a salted fish–it’s simply hateful!

Lu Mi squinted his eyes slightly, suddenly hearing footsteps coming from far to near. He immediately pointed his fair fingertip at the forehead of the short and fat man, blurring this part of his memory.

But the speed of the people coming was still faster than he had imagined.

Even, Lu Mi felt a familiar breath from one of them: How terrible, although he was wearing a mask, with the precedent of the short and fat man, it was hard to guarantee that the other party wouldn’t see something from his figure.

In the blink of an eye, he made a choice.

“Alon.”

With the young man’s call, the demon that had been lurking in the shadows for a long time immediately broke out.

The pitch-black wings opened instantly, stretching out, like a suddenly spread night sky, completely covering the young man’s figure.

So, when Donald and the old man pushed away the obstructing bushes and finally came out, what they saw was a scene like falling into a dream–

A creature with pure black wings, not human at all, stood in the pitch-black night, but exuded an existence that was impossible to ignore.

For a moment, it seemed as if everything had fallen into the deep night, everything was sinking, everything was twisting.

Those who had mistakenly entered here felt as if they were no longer in the mortal world, but had stepped into a dark kingdom.

Like a hero who had crossed mountains and rivers, drifting down the river of resentment, then floating in a daze over the river of lamentation, passing through the river of fire, the river of forgetfulness, and finally falling into the legendary underworld.

This dangerous and mysterious kingdom, even the moonlight kissing the earth could not touch, could only be reduced to obscurity.

And who was stationed here?

The pitch-black wings, the scarlet pupils should belong to the Grim Reaper who reaps life.

But this “god” was not alone.

There was another unknown existence in his arms.

Outsiders could only see the exposed one fair finger that was protected under the wings.

With that lustrous, moonlit fingertip pointing down.

In an instant, the world began to shake.

The shadows of the trees were shaking, the shadows of the buildings were shaking, the sound of the chains flowing came from every shadow.

These things instantly converged into a huge sea of shadows, but like a red carpet laid out in front of the throne, welcoming their king to ascend to the highest steps.

The Grim Reaper was counting the remaining life of each person, then leading the souls heading to the end into the river of the underworld.

He was so cruel, yet at this moment, like a guardian of the king, he sank with his lord into the pitch-black sea of shadows under his feet.

The old and a young human could not make a sound at all.

They didn’t know if their voices had been taken away, or–after witnessing a brand new legend a hundred years later, all emotions poured into the tears that flowed down, so that they completely lost control of their tight throats.

Fear? Joy? Excitement? Trembling?

They had long lost judgment of everything.

Until all the shadows returned to their places, the fluttering night wind gradually calmed down, there was no one in front of them, as if everything before was an illusion.

But they knew it was definitely not an illusion.

Donald: “Just now…”

He wanted to say something on the one hand, and prove something on the other–you see, that legend is clearly true! The gods have appeared again!

He had completely gained the confidence to refute, but he lost to his incoherent speech under his boiling blood at this moment, and his fingertips were still trembling with his body’s convulsions.

And the old man had long stopped caring, only murmuring in a daze.

“A hundred years ago, we worshipped the gods. And now…”

“The gods have actually submitted to others, that person, has reached above the legend…”

As if in an unprecedented shock, for the first time, he realized an incredibly shocking and natural thing.

Above the gods, there is also a god.