Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 345 He knew Amon was unreliable

Just then, Antigonus felt someone poking his back, which almost made him jump up. Looking over in horror, Antigonus saw a strange yet familiar figure. He immediately shrank back, wishing he could shrink to half his size.

"Are you awake or not?" Roland looked at Antigonus, who seemed to want to disappear immediately, and deliberately said, stroking his chin, "Ah, it seems you're not awake yet. Then you'll have to do another treatment..."

"No, no, no! I'm awake now, I'm very awake, I've never been this awake before."

These words were quite alarming. Antigonus didn't hesitate for a second before speaking up, and even the wolf-like insects on his body formed the word "awake" at that moment, showing a strong will to survive.

"Pfft!" Seeing this, Roland couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and looked at Antigonus, saying, "Now that you're awake, why are you still acting like this wolf in sheep's clothing?"

Antigonus: ...

That's because He was frightened before He could regain His human form!
Antigonus felt wronged, but he dared not say it. He could only silently control the spirit insects and quickly restored his face.

And so a shiny, imposing wolf appeared on the throne.

"Wow!" Roland's eyes lit up. He looked the handsome wolf up and down, his hands itching, and couldn't help but ask, "Can I touch it?"

Antigonus remained silent, it was unclear whether he was refusing or acquiescing.

At this moment, Amon raised his hand to push up his monocle and said, "I never thought that the famous Duke Antigonus would stoop so low as to sell his lust for a living. Alas!" He even sighed dramatically, as if he were very sorry.

It was only then that Antigonus noticed the presence of an old friend. His enormous wolf eyes looked over with a fierce glint in them, as if he were about to pounce and bite the other's throat, delivering a fatal blow.

However, the next second, a hand pressed down on the wolf's head.

"Yes, that's the look in his eyes, so handsome! I've wanted to have a big, fierce, and handsome dog for a long time."

While tugging at the head of a certain demonic wolf, Rolin couldn't help but sigh.

He really loves furry things, whether they are cute kittens or fierce dogs.

Antigonus's fierce gaze instantly transformed into one of utter despair. He glanced furtively at Rolin, who was completely absorbed in petting the dog, and after confirming that Rolin was too preoccupied to notice his little actions, Antigonus gave Amon a look.

After all, they were angels who had worked for Thudor together. Although Antigonus and Amon didn't have a particularly good relationship, there was still some tacit understanding between them. So Amon successfully received the look and understood what the other party meant—"What do you know about this Lord? What is your relationship with Him? And what is the current situation?"

But receiving a look doesn't mean Amon has to respond, especially since Amon is quite certain that Rolin will have seen all their little actions. So Amon simply pinched his monocle and gave Antigonus a helpless look.

Antigonus: ...

Damn it! He knew Amon was unreliable. The unreliable Amon refused to provide information to help his poor former colleague, which frustrated Antigonus. However, he wasn't the kind of fool who could only rely on others when in trouble. So, after Amon refused to help, Antigonus quickly put his mind to work and began to think based on the available information.

First, Antigonus was certain that the guy who called himself Lucifer was a terrifying individual. The other's power still lingered within him, and the faint madness he exuded made him uneasy. Furthermore, the will of the Celestial, which should have been mostly awakened but was now dormant again, made Antigonus realize just how terrifying this guy was.

Antigonus was no ignorant novice. He had dealt with even Sequence 0 beings quite a bit, and he had also encountered beings at the semi-Old One level—although he had only witnessed the Sun God's actions from afar, Antigonus had indeed seen power at that level.

This is why Antigonus understands even more the significance of Lucifer's suppression of the Celestial's will and his forced awakening of Him; the Celestial is definitely no less powerful than the beings of the past.

Moreover... Antigonus felt the lingering madness in his soul, and it was this madness that awakened him and suppressed the will of the Celestial.

Antigonus himself was a master of puppetry, so he could probably sense that this power could do more than just suppress the Celestial. If the Celestial was willing, it would be easy for him to use it to control him.

It's just that the other party didn't do that.

This is why Antigonus always obediently lets the other party pet him like a dog; he knows very well that as long as the other party is willing, he has no way to resist.

Since that's the case, it's better to be more compliant on our own.

After analyzing the opponent's strength, Antigonus couldn't help but analyze the opponent's purpose. He secretly glanced at Rolin, who was still engrossed in petting the dog, and muttered to himself.

Could it be that the other party saved Him just to keep a pet?
No, no, no, how could that be? He is, after all, the King of Angels!
Antigonus rejected this absurd possibility, and only then did He suddenly remember something and freeze.

Wait, save Him... what happened before that?
Long-forgotten memories finally resurfaced at this moment. Antigonus opened his eyes wide and belatedly realized what was going on.

He looked around and saw that the familiar palace was as it always was, except that there were many unfamiliar puppets on the roof.

No, it couldn't be called unfamiliar. Antigonus looked up at the roof and remembered those absurd dreams, and the glimpses of reality he had seen in them.

Antigonus also recalled the night that caused him to lose everything, the day he lost his country, his followers, his sister, and himself, due to insufficient anchoring, he lost control and became a monster.

It turns out that the monster that took over His favorite chair was Himself!
Antigonus thought in a daze, and he finally understood where the sorrow in those dreams came from: it was the mournful howl of the demon wolf that had lost everything.

“…I remember now, the night has locked me here.” Antigonus looked at Rolin, who had stopped being engrossed in petting the dog and was now quietly watching him.

"So why are you here?" Antigonus asked, finally realizing what he had lost. At that moment, the little wolf shed his docile appearance and revealed a slightly dangerous and fierce glint.

(End of this chapter)