Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 170 Horror Rush, Inexplicable Disappointment (4.1k)

"——I'm sorry, I don't choose any of them."

In the cold and deserted desert, Rush looked up expressionlessly at the big demon who was bowing slightly to her.

Hearing the girl's unhesitating rejection, the young female knight behind her, who was dressed in an apprentice knight's outfit and covered her face with a helmet, subconsciously clenched her teeth.

Hey, hey, hey, the great demon above the Core Casting Level standing in front of them... Even though she heard from His Majesty An that this child is the legendary Demon Duke, she can't be so reckless.

You know, this is a desert where you can't see even a single person for a whole month. So what if you have a noble status?
Who would have known that you would die at the hands of this great devil!
——If I had known earlier, I would not have agreed to Your Majesty An. I thought I had gotten an easy job...

The female knight at the peak of the Mercury Rank secretly groaned in her heart.

"Do I need to hand over spiritual essence, currency... or my body parts to pass through here?" Rush tried to keep himself calm, recalling Caroline's disdainful expression, and sneered: "Devil, you are very brave."

"My dear little ancestor, please stop talking... The two of us combined are not enough to hit him with one punch."

The young knight rolled her eyes in her mind and came to her side, facing the demon.

Then he silently pulled out half of the sword at his waist.

The big demon with gray skin maintained this hunched posture, silent, his eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at the sand.

——It seems that this person is not the young duke who likes to spend money lavishly as rumored, but another...

and many more.

Another one?
The Great Demon was stunned. Recently, apart from the spendthrift son of the Flame Demon, the only young duke invited to this session of the Royal Court Council was...

His heart suddenly tightened.

A name stained with blood popped up in my mind.

—Rush?

The big devil suddenly felt a chill on his neck and swallowed involuntarily.

What a joke.

I was really crazy about gambling. How could I be so stupid as to provoke such a killer?

The two-and-a-half-year-old man suppressed the Molten River, which he had to look at seriously, with just a flip of his hand, and blew up the entire Molten River Army with his own strength...

He even abandoned the army of 10,000 people that he had temporarily assembled on the battlefield, jumped into the ravine alone, and killed the corroded bone dragon living in it, making the dispute between the cult and the royal court here that had lasted for several months meaningless.

And a man like me who has no talent at all, who had spent who knows how many years, and only recently with the help of the aftermath of a legendary demon's breakthrough, barely forged the bottom layer of the core of "Nothingness", yet I dared to provoke this god of death.

The great demon suppressed his urge to flee.

Is it too late to escape now?
——It’s probably too late.

If I run away now, my head will fall to the ground in an instant.

Just like that Ronghe who was disrespectful to Lord Rush.

So the big devil chose to bend his body down a little more than ninety degrees to show his respect and apology: "I am very sorry, Your Majesty Lashi, I have no intention of disrespecting you in the slightest."

The big devil's CPU was spinning rapidly, trying to find a slightly more legitimate reason to allow himself to survive.

"——Nice to meet you. I'm Antonio Lechner, you can just call me Little Antonio."

The trainee knight, who was preparing to fight to the death to buy time for Rush to escape, was stunned to find that the course of events seemed to have undergone some strange changes.

The big demon's eyes were swirling wildly up and down and left and right. He heard that Rush still had no reaction and felt that he was getting closer and closer to the end of his life.

—Come, come, Antonio, think something, say something.

I don't want to die. I have lived for so long, and I don't know how many weak people I have cheated to get to this point. I absolutely don't want to die in such a deserted place for such a ridiculous reason.

"The charging system is only for ordinary demons who want to watch without an invitation, but I was blind and didn't recognize you as the honorable Lord Rush."

"As an apology..."

Antonio's legs went limp and he fell to his knees, holding up with both hands a one-handed sword wrapped in a violet scabbard that had suddenly appeared.

"This is a sword given to me by a master. I think it suits you very well. I hope you are satisfied."

Antonio's heart was bleeding when he handed over the one-handed sword.

——Because this was the goods he received from a forging master after he was promoted to the core-casting stage, with an unknown amount of loan.

It is said that even legendary demons can use it - Antonio's original plan was to use it to increase his own combat power and trap some core-casting demons to quickly recover blood.

But unexpectedly, the sword was given away to someone else for nothing without ever being used once.

In fact, Antonio had thought about killing Rush here.

But this thought only appeared for a moment, and Antonio couldn't help but think of the scene where he was beheaded by Rush with a casual knife.

I definitely don't want to die.

With this thought in mind, Antonio knelt down and presented his loaned future.

Rush pouted and thought seriously, not knowing whether he should take the one-handed sword.

She was a little puzzled - she didn't understand why the demon's attitude changed so quickly, nor did she understand why the demon's attitude changed.

But it seems that this is a good thing for me.

Rush thought, and snorted, imitating Caroline's previous arrogant tone, and took the sword.

——Although you shouldn’t accept gifts from strangers, if you do accept, you should still give a gift in return.

But now the person in front of me seems to be a bad guy, so this rule no longer applies.

——This is what Brother Zhuo said.

As for the trainee knight who was tasked with the escort mission, he was so shocked that his head was about to stick out of his helmet.

The big demon of the Casting Core Stage knelt down and apologized to the little sister who hadn't even stepped into the White Iron Stage...

Is this the set for a stage play?
"Antonio... um, little Antonio."

Rush recalled what Ann had said to her, "If little Rush doesn't want to be looked down upon, he'd better pretend to be indifferent and superior. When you don't know what expression to use, you can learn from sister Caroline."

The girl frowned and imitated Caroline's tone, saying awkwardly: "Stop kneeling on the ground. It's ugly."

Antonio then stood up as if he had been pardoned, bent over and stood beside Rush, rubbing his hands, his shrewd and calm face now filled with a flattering smile.

"Um... when do you think you can go to the royal court with me?"

"Now."

Rush followed the principle of "say less, make fewer mistakes" and was frugal with his words.

Before entering the hidden teleportation altar, she strapped her not-so-long one-handed sword to her waist, then turned around and bowed to the trainee knight who had escorted her all the way here.

"Hard."

"Ah! It's not hard at all!"

After what happened just now, the trainee knight no longer regarded the girl who had been sweetly calling him "Knight Sister" on the road as an ordinary child.

She also bowed slightly to Rush, and watched the girl and the big demon whose back had been bent at some point walk into the altar and disappear from her sight.

"Today is really hell..."

The apprentice knight vowed that he would always remember this day.

After a brief but great sadness, Yuan Qingzhuo let out a long breath, put his hand on his chest, and then looked at the last few options that appeared.

[Demon King: You chose to further purify your Demon Duke bloodline. Under the guidance of the uniquely powerful soul and the Four Abysses, your bloodline has become extremely refined and pure, and you have become the only candidate for the Demon King of the Royal Court. ]

[——The position of the Demon King has been vacant for a thousand years, and the tribe has been in turmoil for a thousand years. Do you think it’s time for a new leader to lead that group of incomprehensible insects?]

Demon King? This position should be reserved for Rush.

Just like what is said after the dash - Yuan Qingzhuo has no interest in leading a group of insects that are fighting each other all day long.

Of course, the more important reason is that this position is reserved for the cute little Rush.

[Brave: You choose to dissolve all of your Demon Duke blood and transform back into a human. This blood will greatly increase your physical fitness and speed of breaking through the limit. ]

【——The future and hope of mankind are nothing more than this. 】

This wave, this wave is a return to pure-blooded humans.

But choosing to melt the Duke's bloodline just to exchange for a simple physical improvement... seems a bit too worthless.

Because Yuan Qingzhuo is not in very poor physical condition at the moment.

[Rebirth: Deeper remodeling of bones and blood, you will become stronger. ]

[——Identity? Appearance? What kind of bloodline?
This kind of thing is fine anyway.

Just to become stronger, that's all. 】

Yuan Qingzhuo did not hesitate and chose the last one that appeared, [Rebirth].

Because the introduction after this option is still quite close to his idea.

The recognition of others, superficial appearance, or human or demonic blood?
Is there really any strong person who would care about something that can only affect the weak, change the weak's thoughts and break the weak's will?

Yuan Qingzhuo doesn't care.

Farandelle never cared.

【You chose "Newborn"! 】

【…】

【Something has happened to your body...】

[Ding! Your physical fitness has reached 10000! ]

Your body is constantly changing...

[You have completed the "Reshaping of Bone and Blood" without any omissions, and thus received the blessing "Mercury·Reshaping of Bone and Blood". ]

[Mercury·Reshape Bone and Blood: Your physique will no longer be constrained. Your physique will improve faster and faster as the external pressure changes. Your growth rate will also increase faster and faster as the external pressure changes.]

[——Everything that doesn't kill me will make me stronger.]

The smoke rose again.

A pile of hot ashes and unburned cigarette butts had accumulated on the pure white hem of Flandre's skirt.

The sparks ignited the plain white cloth, making holes in it one after another.

She silently watched Yuan Qingzhuo's aura rising during the ritual, and for the first time in nearly a hundred years, she felt a little regretful.

Even if it's just a tiny bit.

Forget it.

Flandel clicked his tongue, and unhappily sucked the cigarette between his fingers dry in one gulp, then threw it aside.

If regret would be useful, the seven-fold abyss would never have been formed.

As the trainee judge stared at her intently, Farandel lowered her head and shook off all the cigarette butts and ashes on her skirt.

Then she saw Lord Farandel leaning back in his wheelchair with great exhaustion, the obvious displeasure on his face completely gone.

Instead, there is an impersonal indifference.

"From one second... to two seconds."

Flandel propped her cheek with her hand and closed her eyes in extreme exhaustion. She heard Yuan Qingzhuo's voice in the center of the ritual: "Sister Fa, my promotion is over."

"Really?" Farandel responded with no denying, "Congratulations."

"I still have to thank you Sister Fa for preparing the promotion ceremony for me..."

Yuan Qingzhuo, who had called out his personal dashboard and was checking it, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do I feel like you're not very happy, Sister Fa? Did I do something wrong?"

Farandelle took out another cigarette, put his teeth into it and lit it.

Her voice, which was slightly disappointed, floated up along with the smoke: "Yuan Qingzhuo, you shouldn't have accepted the erosion of the scarlet sun... You didn't even discuss it with me."

【Original Cleansing】

【Age: Five years】

[Rank: Mercury]

[Physique: 10056]

[Spiritual Essence: 9999/9999 (?)]

[Soul Strength: ∞]

[Blessings: Ascetic, Twins on the Other Shore, Reincarnation Time Body, Abyss Beast, Devil's Heart, Invulnerable, Gift of the Burning Sun, Mercury's Sorrow, New Life, Mercury: Reshaping Bone and Blood]

[Achievements: Milk Hunter, Cereal Killer, Fighting God (Unlocked)]

[Number of evolutions: 7]

[Evolution progress bar: 0%]

Flandel's voice washed away the joy that Yuan Qingzhuo felt because of his promotion.

Yuan Qingzhuo was silent for a while, then said to her, "Apart from feeling obviously sad and crying for no apparent reason, being eroded by the scorching sun doesn't seem to have any other side effects."

After hearing Yuan Qingzhuo's words, Flandel's expression did not improve or change at all.

——It seems that Farandel is not worried about himself.

Yuan Qingzhuo was thinking about telling a couple of jokes to liven up the atmosphere when he saw Flandel turn around.

"Let's go."

Her disappointed voice came from the front - and Yuan Qingzhuo didn't even know why Farandel was disappointed.

So, let alone finding the right medicine, there is no way to communicate at all.

——Is it because I have received the blessing of the scorching sun?
By the way, it seemed that just before I received the blessing of the scorching sun, I heard Flandel’s anxious voice of “Don’t—”

Are there any unexpected side effects of the Blessing of the Burning Sun?

But judging from Flandre's attitude, that doesn't seem to be the case.

I don't understand.

With a head full of doubts, Yuan Qingzhuo walked past the trainee judge, nodded slightly at her who was casting a spell and cleaning the ashes, and then caught up with Flandel.

He took the initiative to push the wheelchair for her.

And Flandel showed neither obvious resistance nor affirmation, but just did what he wanted.

The two of them walked in silence for a long time.

After they had traveled most of the way, Yuan Qingzhuo finally couldn't help but speak up: "Sister Fa, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can just say it directly. You don't have to hold it in. If it's my fault, I will correct it!"

"Your fault? No... Yuan Qingzhuo, you are never wrong."

Flandel clenched her fists to support her face and laughed mockingly:
"It's my fault."

(End of this chapter)