The Seraphic System
Chapter: 67
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(Forbidden Techniques?)
Hestia sat near the hearth, cradling a warm cup of tea in her hands.
Grizella had prepared it for her
The fire crackled softly, casting a golden glow over the area, but it wasn't what held her attention.
Her eyes flicked across the six angels scattered around the room.
One sat at her feet, head resting against her knee, absently tracing patterns into the rug.
Another leaned against the arm of her chair, close enough that she could reach out and run a hand through their hair if she wanted to.
Two of them sat near the table, flipping through books without really reading, while the last two stood near the fireplace, staring into the flames.
She smiled softly. "He'll be here soon."
The one at her feet perked up immediately. "Really?"
"Yes, really."
The one near the fire scoffed. "You've said that before."
Hestia sighed, setting down her tea so she could rest a hand on their shoulder. "And I'll keep saying it until he's here. Because it's true."
Avael pouted.
She reached out and smoothed the hair of the angel leaning against her chair, humming softly.
It wouldn't be long now.
Just as the quiet settled, a new presence made itself known.
A familiar voice, laced with amusement, echoed from the doorway.
"Well, isn't this sweet?"
Hestia didn't even need to turn around.
"Tiamat." She smiled.
The dragoness strolled in, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at her lips. She glanced at the angels lounging around Hestia and chuckled. "Look at you. Acting like a proper little mother hen."
Hestia rolled her eyes, but there was no real heat in it. "Someone has to make sure they don't drive themselves insane waiting."
They all pouted at her comment.
Tiamat hummed, tapping her chin. "Mm. And yet, I can't help but notice that you're the one staring at the door the most."
Tamiel spoke up. "She does that a lot."
Hestia turned and narrowed her eyes at them, but Tiamat just laughed.
"Oh you've really got it back huh? I can't blame you for your taste." Tiamat teased.
Hestia only blushed slightly and didn't respond.
Tiamat merely laughed.
Hestia looked around at the snickering Angels.
"Not a word." She warned them.
They all wisely went quiet.
-{Kai}-
Compared to the rest of the Heavenly Treasury the room containing the forbidden techniques was… Dull. It wasn't unclean but it felt a lot less impressive.
Perhaps it was made that way to emphasise its danger?
The room was modest in size, especially when compared to the vast expanse of the treasure vault.
Dozens of scrolls rested atop slender stone pillars that rose from the floor, each one meticulously arranged. Small titles were embroidered onto the edges of the scrolls, their golden lettering gleaming faintly in the soft ambient light.
Raphael stood behind me, her face comparatively more serious as she curiously scanned the room.
I stepped forward, my attention landing on the nearest pillar. The scroll resting atop it seemed ordinary enough. The title though, gave me an idea as to what technique this was.
Abyss Implode.
Carefully, I picked it up, the parchment smooth and cool against my fingers.
Unrolling it slowly, I read the description inscribed within:
Abyss Implode
An offensive technique that creates a void of pure holy energy, annihilating all matter and energy within its radius. The abyss cannot distinguish between friend or foe and persists long after its creator is gone.
Simply reading the first part within the scroll gave me an instant understanding of what I was going to find down here. Holy power was naturally light in nature, this technique forced it to become dark and destructive for a single spell.
It was something I'd honestly expect a Demon to have more than anything.
The technique didn't merely destroy everything it touched. It consumed everything indiscriminately, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake.
A spell with no loyalty.
Interesting.
There was both excitement and understanding.
Beneath the description was an annotation in script:
Reason for Ban: This technique would lead to widespread destruction and without supreme control will almost definitely end up with the death of the caster.
I rolled the scroll back up slowly.
The sheer destructive power described made me think.
I would be stupid to not listen to God, my predecessor. Who was obviously some sort of Prodigy among Gods.
Even with my regeneration, the idea of using a technique like this felt reckless. Sure, I could recover from wounds that would kill most, but there was no guarantee I'd survive being consumed entirely.
My regeneration wasn't infallible.
I had realised why it was slower than Deadpool's.
That being since it was tied to the VIT stat. Meaning the more I gained in that stat, the more my regeneration would grow. It didn't make me nearly strong enough to be immortal but it was a life safer in drawn-out battles.
Raphael's voice broke the silence behind me, soft but tinged with curiosity. "Abyss Implode… I've never heard of such a wildly named technique. It isn't a part of the angelic arts."
I turned slightly, her gaze meeting mine.
"I can imagine, the description of its usage is certainly not ideal," I replied.
My attention shifted to the next scroll, its title embroidered in sharp, angular script:
Angelic Dominion, Inversion, Blood Bending, Quasar Consumption, Eclipsing Light
I went through many of the scrolls and was left agreeing with God's decision.
Some of these techniques were even downright unnatural and more what I would expect from Demons or just plain dangerous. There were a few that regarded seals that required a master level in sealing to even attempt that interested me.
Besides that, I decided to leave. I wasn't ready to take on any of those techniques.
My eyes flickered to my mana manipulation skill.
[Mana Manipulation] (LVL: 104/200) {Master}
[Mana Manipulation is the ability to harness and control the fundamental essence of magic known as mana. With Mana Manipulation wielding the essence of mana as their own. They can reshape the fabric of reality through their command of mystical energies, channelling the raw power of the universe to create, destroy, heal, protect and kill.]
[Passive effect: Reduces mana cost by 40%]
I think heading over to the normal techniques part of the Heavenly Treasury that Raphael mentioned would be best for now.
I glanced at Raphael and gave a small nod, signalling that it was time to move on.
While the forbidden techniques were fascinating, they were also far too risky for me to even consider at this point. Without another word, we left the room, stepping back into the main part of the Heavenly Treasury.
"What do you wish to see next?" She questioned.
I didn't need to think about it.
"You mentioned that the Heavenly Treasury holds normal techniques?." I questioned back.
Raphael walked beside me, her expression thoughtful.
"The techniques section is much larger," she said after a moment. "Most angelic spells below the high-class level are already taught to the public Angels. They're considered foundational. However, anything beyond that. High-class and ultimate-class techniques are more restricted."
I raised an eyebrow. "Restricted how?"
"High-class spells are limited to those who've proven themselves to be able to handle it. As for ultimate-class techniques, only the Seraphs and ultimate-class Angels have access to those." She informed me.
Her explanation made sense, but it also meant that the truly powerful spells were out of reach for most Angels.
I couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity about what lay ahead.
As we entered the main technique vault, I immediately noticed the stark difference from the previous room.
This area was large and more… grand? The ceiling rises high above us and glows softly with a golden hue.
Rows upon rows of carved pedestals stretched out before us, each one holding a scroll or tome.
"This is… more than I expected," I admitted, my gaze scanning the vast collection. A hint of excitement was evident in my tone.
Raphael nodded, her tone professional. "It's designed this way. Most of what you see here is categorized by rank. Offensive spells, defensive techniques. Anything ultimate-class will be marked separately."
I stepped forward, approaching the nearest pedestal.
The scroll resting on it was labelled as a mid-class defensive spell. I unrolled it briefly, skimming through the description and committing it to memory.
While useful, it wasn't anything groundbreaking for someone at my level. I moved to the next one and did the same, quickly going through several spells in rapid succession.
Raphael stayed silent, letting me work through the techniques. I could feel her watching me, though, likely curious about my reactions.
As I moved on to high-class techniques, the power and complexity of the spells noticeably increased. They required far more focus and control than the mid-class spells, but they weren't unmanageable.
After some time, Raphael finally broke the silence. "Most Angels spend months mastering even one high-class technique," she said. "But from what I've seen of you, I imagine it wouldn't take nearly as long."
I glanced at her. "I suppose we'll find out soon enough."
"I do have to ask, how did the Devils make imagination magic? It seems a lot stronger compared to actually learning spells. What's the benefit of Angelic spells?" I couldn't help asking.
"One simple answer, power and cost." She started.
"The power of a ball of fire created with the same amount of energy as a ball of fire created by imagination magic would be several times stronger than the demonic spell." She informed me. "It's simply worth more to learn than to get such a shortcut for lessened power."
I nodded, that made sense. I certainly wouldn't trade this line of magic for imagination magic. Cost and effect was everything in a battle.
She hesitated for a moment before continuing. " There are only seven angelic techniques within the vault that are considered capable of affecting even God-class beings."
That caught my attention. "seven?"
Raphael nodded. "Yes. And each one is exceptionally difficult to learn. Among the Seraphs, most only manage to master one, sometimes two. Gabriel and Michael are the exceptions since they each know four of the seven."
"And the seventh?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.
Her expression grew more serious. "The seventh is unique. No one has been able to master it. Not even Gabriel or Michael."
I frowned slightly. "Why? Is it too complex?"
"It's more than that," Raphael said. "The spell is said to require absolute mastery of holy energy and light energy. Even the slightest imperfection in the caster's understanding or control renders the technique unusable."
We reached the section where the God-class techniques were stored.
Unlike the other areas, this one was more isolated, with only a few pedestals spread out across the room.
Each one held a single scroll.
Layered detonation.
Generate hundreds of angelic circles, each intricately designed to confine and channel holy energy. These circles draw in ambient light from the surroundings, amplifying its intensity hundreds of times.
The accumulated holy light energy forms a beam of searing plasma light that can be directed with absolute precision toward a chosen target.
Upon impact, the beam erupts into a massive explosion of radiant holy light, annihilating everything in its radius. The technique is remarkably efficient, requiring only three-quarters of the energy typically needed to produce such destruction with conventional light manipulation.
This spell contains a piercing effect good for breaking through defensive magic.
…
That sounded insanely powerful.
I wanted to learn it. I checked the other spells, and despite what I thought they weren't all just sheer destruction spells.
I got to the seventh scroll and opened it.
This was supposedly unlearnable by all the other Arch-Angels.
My eyes widened as I read through it.
This was going to take serious learning, even with all my advantages.
The spell would be worth it.
"I think I'm going to take this," I called out.
Raphael nodded easily, shooting me an excited smile. "If anyone could do it, I feel it would be you. I'm excited to see it completed, Father."
I smiled somewhat bashfully.
"Now where to next?" She questioned.
-Scene Break-
Uriel and Gabriel stood in front of me, their expressions carefully composed but betraying the faint worry behind their eyes.
"You're planning to leave Heaven," Uriel began, his tone measured but firm. "Do you understand the risks, Father? The supernatural world is more dangerous than ever. Even as an Angel, we didn't want to let you go, but as our Father…."
Gabriel nodded, her voice calm but carrying an undertone of concern. "You've barely had time to settle here, and already you're thinking of stepping out into unknown territory. Do you really think it's wise to leave now?"
I raised a hand, cutting off any further protests. "I know it's dangerous. I'm not underestimating the supernatural world, I'm not naive." My words were slightly exasperated. "I'm sure there's quite a bit I don't know, but I don't think it's as volatile as you think."
Uriel frowned. "Maybe. Perhaps it's not as downright dangerous as we say, the point is that there is danger. A real risk, one that doesn't exist inside Heaven. You're taking an unneeded risk."
"Perhaps, but there are matters I need to address and I want to do them alone. I'm confident I'll be fine and if I'm not, I've got allies who will be with me."
I saw them both react to the word 'Allies.' A flash of jealousy appeared through their eyes.
"Matters outside of Heaven?" Uriel pressed. "What could possibly require your attention so urgently that you'd leave your seat of power?"
I met his gaze evenly. "The first would be my other Angels. Six of them, to be precise. Six angels I created outside of Heaven before I even stepped foot here."
They both didn't look surprised.
"So it was you that created the six other Angels we had been planning on broaching the subject " she replied.
"Yes," I confirmed. "They are strong. But they've been left outside of Heaven, waiting for my return. I need to bring them here, where they belong."
Uriel's lips twitched upward in a faint smile, though the concern didn't leave his eyes. "Admittedly, that changes things. But it doesn't change the fact that leaving alone is a risk."
Gabriel stepped forward. "Then let us come with you. It would be safer for everyone involved. Having us by your side would ensure nothing happens."
I shook my head. "No. Your help would be overkill."
Especially if I bring Tiamat.
"If both of you leave, it weakens Heaven's defences too much. I'll handle this alone. My six angels are strong, and together, we'll be more than capable of dealing with any threats." I retorted calmly.
"You don't have to face everything alone, Father," Gabriel insisted. "We're here for a reason. You don't always have to shoulder everything yourself."
"I know," I replied, keeping my voice calm. "And I appreciate it. But this is something I need to do. I won't be gone for long."
Uriel sighed, his shoulders relaxing slightly. "If you're that determined, then we'll respect your decision. But promise us one thing."
"Call us if you're in any trouble," Uriel said firmly. "Don't hesitate. We'll come to you immediately."
Gabriel stepped closer, her expression soft but serious. "And don't take too long, Kaiel. The other Seraphs will get anxious the more we wait and we can't lie if asked."
"I promise," I said, meeting their eyes. "It's not that big of a deal anyway, I'll be quick and back in time for the meeting and when I'm back I'll have something to show you."
I planned on showing them my sub-dimension. Just not right now and there was something else I wanted to do. Some may wonder why I wouldn't take Arch-Seraphs with me. Simply put, I didn't need them.
I wasn't stupid enough to not bring them along if I truly needed it, even if I wanted to keep this trail back to many of my ventures quiet. I had Jeanne, Tiamat and my other Angels to rely on. Maybe even
Hestia, but I didn't want to ask for her help for some strange reason. This was also needed. They needed to get accustomed to me temporarily leaving. I wouldn't be cooped up in Heaven for the next hundred years. It would make my growth incredibly slow.
They reluctantly nodded, stepping back to let me leave.
Pausing, I pulled them both into a hug and felt them freeze up. I hadn't done this for them yet since I felt it was awkward but with the way they were acting, I felt like it was needed.
I pulled back before they could make anything of it and left. I made sure to leave out of range before a rift appeared in front of me.
As I flew above the hill, I immediately noticed the changes. The landscape had expanded far beyond what I remembered.
The barriers that once walled in my sub-dimension were now much farther away, pushing the realm's size to roughly 2,000 square kilometers. That was nearly double the size of New York City.
From this height, I could see mountains rising in the distance, rivers carving through lush forests, and lakes reflecting the light of an unfamiliar sky. The land was no longer as plain as it had been with simple trees.
Strange trees stood tall with silver trunks and golden autumn leaves, their branches large while massive vines draped over the hills, their golden flowers hanging like lanterns. Clusters of Yavannamírë bore vibrant red fruit and was that Athelas which now covered parts of the land?
Among the trees in the very far distance and far away from the general area on the edges of the sub-dimension, I was barely able to spot movement
Were those Ents? My eyes widened slightly as I watched their massive forms blending into the forests as they walked around slowly.
My sub-dimension had bore life? This was huge… I'd have to warn the others. I hoped it wouldn't create anything hostile or these Trees would become a problem.
Perhaps I could speak to them? They were intelligent, right?
In the sky, The Great Eagles soared, their 55-meter wingspans casting shadows over the land. Watcher Hawks darted between them and Near the lakes, swans glided across the water.
I turned my gaze toward the house in the distance. Thankfully It was still intact, standing near Hestia's Hearth, which burned with its eternal flame. But what caught my attention most was the space between the twin trees, Laurelin and Telperion.
They had grown significantly. At their base, a small pond had formed. A pool of what seemed to be liquid light.
My ring had been stored away during my time in Heaven, but considering the changes in my realm, it had likely been enhanced. I had intended to reveal my Angels to Heaven soon, so hiding it was no longer necessary.
This wasn't just a simple expansion. My realm was evolving. These Trees were even more incredible than I had expected. This was the power of a legendary item.
A shadow suddenly came to loom over me, stretching out in front of me as something massive moved behind me. I turned around and was met with two large eyes staring down at me.
Scales glittered under the light that shined from the two massive trees, a massive body coiled out from behind one of the massive Trees that stretched up into the sky.
"You've gotten rather big, Galadriel," I called out.
A large tongue flickered out as the slitted eyes gazed at me with adoration. I noted that her eyes had a silver ring in them and her scales seemed to leak small wisps of mist.
'Appraisal.'
{Name: Galadriel}
{Title: The Heavenly Serpent}
{Race: Astral Serpentral}
{Power level: 6,300}
My eyes widened.
In my time away, Galadriel had stepped into the ultimate class.
Ever since I had gotten her, I had been forced to mind her relatively low power level. She had been excluded from a great many events and battles due to this.
"You've grown strong haven't you?" I said with a smile.
I received a lick to the face.
A lick from a massive tongue that was able to cover my entire body.
"I have to wonder just what you can do now," I mused.
The fact I had become God's Heir and the fact God had disliked snakes wasn't lost on me.
I found myself wrapped up in its body, the once small snake easily able to engulf me in its version of a hug.
It wasn't a moment later that a distortion of wind blew around us and I found a certain Dragon King standing in front of us.
"Kai." She said, giving me a small smile.
I noted how relaxed she seemed to be, but I could still see her desire. She just seemed to be a lot different now.
"Is everything ok?" I questioned, hesitating slightly.
She hummed in response.
"I should probably be asking you that, your change in aura is interesting and I can sense its familiarity too. You've had an eventful time I assume?" She questioned, crossing her arms under her bust.
"…"
"What's going on?" I demanded, my eyes narrowing.
This wasn't the crazy Dragoness I knew.
She laughed. "I've simply reverted back to my normal state. There's no need to worry. I did tell you about my issue..."
I nodded slowly.
That was true.
"That's fine I suppose, I'm guessing that you no longer wish to pursue me romantically?" I asked, my voice only slightly disappointed.
She was a beautiful, extremely powerful Dragon King after all.
It had merely been the craziness that made me hesitate.
She paused, her gaze sharpening, a predatory glint lighting up her eyes. "Surrender? A Dragoness would never relinquish her claim upon her soul mate. I have acknowledged my misstep and accepted my fault. I shall open your eyes to what we could become. Even if you seemed to be going through some sort of transformation into a God. One I knew of very well."
Despite the words she spoke, it wasn't said with any craziness or need. It was merely a factual statement to her. I got a glimpse of the prideful Ancient Dragon King that had existed for thousands of years.
The last part of her statement caught my attention the most.
"How did you know that?" I questioned urgently.
She raised an eyebrow.
"I deduced it from your current state. As an ally of the Devils, I was already aware of the Abrahamic God's death. A fact hidden from many. Initially, I considered the possibility that you were God himself in disguise. However, as I observed more closely, I noticed subtle changes in your aura following your encounter with the True Longinus." She started, her words cool and calm.
"Your aura had a difference in it. It became clear that you must have interacted with something dormant within the Sacred Gear during your battle. Given the magnitude of the transformation and the unique nature of the energy you now exude, it is evident that you've received some sort of spirit inheritance, something God and divine beings can do. But to this level seems like something only He could have left behind." She explained with cold logic.
MindMaven activated and found no problem with her logic. I considered the best way to go about this, my face becoming completely cold.
"Don't be like that." She smiled, trying to lighten the weird mood. "I know you better than anyone, remember? No one else would be able to piece together this string of logic and they won't be able to without past knowledge of you. So your secret is safe."
Galadriel watched us curiously.
I observed her.
"Ok."
That was the best way to go about it.
This was a complicated situation.
Me and Hestia had something going on. Then me and Tiamat had something that was appealing in a different way.
Was it really appropriate for me to start some sort of Harem?
Considering my status and who I lead…
I'd have to think about it later.
For now, I believed I owed her a kiss.
She frowned slightly and I approached her. My hand came up to touch her deceptively soft cheek.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"What are you doing?" She questioned, obviously caught off-guard.
I leaned in and kissed her. She paused for a moment, only to eagerly respond. Her soft lips meshed against mine.
I pulled back.
Her eyes were misty and she stared at me hungrily.
"I believe I owed you that."
She went to reply but multiple flashes of light in the distance caught our attention. It would seem my other Angels finally realised I was back. Judging by the way they tore through the air to get to me.
It didn't take long for them to reach us.
"Father!" Avael was the first to call out, her voice trembling as she launched herself at me.
Before I could fully steady myself, Ariel and Zakiel followed suit, their arms wrapping around me in a tight embrace.
"Father, you're finally here!" Ariel said.
"You've been gone too long," Zakiel added.
Tamiel and Aurel joined in.
"I missed you all too," I replied with a small laugh at their happiness. I wrapped my arms around them.
Six weeks. It had been six weeks since I had last seen them.
Aurel looked up at me, her eyes shimmering with unspoken affection. "I knew you said you were leaving for a while but it's been ages since you've last visited."
I smiled faintly and rested a hand on her head. "I know. I've had much to handle, but I assure you, it won't be much longer now."
Zakiel pulled back slightly. "Longer until what?"
"Soon, I'll be able to introduce you to the rest of the Angels in Heaven. To make a long story short, I've become the King Of Heaven."
Tiamat smiled in amusement, and my Angels set me a flat stare.
They understood the situation of this world, I had given them a text to read about Heaven and the Faith of this world. Since it wasn't quite the same as the world they were created from.
Tamiel slowly nodded. "While I think that I'm missing a lot of important events, we understand Father. We're with you." Her smile slowly turned excited.
"At least I know why they were calling you Father." Tiamat let out a small laugh.
A burst of fire announced the Arrival of a certain Goddess, who had seemingly taken on an older form from the previous one I had seen her in. To say she was beautiful was an understatement. She sent me a bashful but joyful smile.
"Kai." She greeted me warmly.
"Hestia." I greeted equally as warmly, even from the pile of Angels I found myself in. Again.
"It's been far too long," she said, her arms crossing lightly over her chest. Her eyes briefly moved to my Angels, then back to me. "Your Angels were quite restless."
I paused at the mention of them being my Angels.
She smirked.
I raised an eyebrow at that. "I can imagine, I did say I was going to be busy."
I patted Avael and Tamiel on the head.
They all squeezed me tighter.
Hestia let out a small laugh, though it was clear she wasn't entirely amused. "You underestimate the stir your absence caused. Your Angels—" she gestured to the six who were silently watching the exchange, "-missed you incredibly much. It was a good thing I decided to take care of them. I've never had the pleasure of looking after a group of Angels."
I blinked, glancing at the Angels in question. "Is that true?"
Avael nodded quickly, stepping forward. "She's not exaggerating, Father. Lady Hestia has been helping us since the day you left."
Well, isn't that nice of her? I made sure to note the 'Lady' part of that statement. Shooting Hestia an amused look, she blushed slightly in response.
"I didn't tell them to refer to me as that." She quickly defended.
"Sure."
She pouted.
"Still, You didn't have to do that. They're my responsibility."
She tilted her head, her lips curving into a faint smile. "They were your responsibility, but they needed someone when you weren't around. I wasn't going to let them flounder." Her expression softened further as she took a step closer. "They've been through a lot, Kai. You have to. Just consider me their mother or s-something."
She stuttered the last part and we both ended up with a faint rush of heat going to our cheeks.
I promptly moved on.
"I appreciate it," I said sincerely. "I really do. And I'm sorry you had to step in."
Her smile widened just slightly, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. "Don't apologize. It was… nice, actually. But I'd rather you not vanish again for so long."
"I'll try to avoid that," I replied with a small chuckle. "So, what happened while I was gone?"
"Not a lot, though you may want to speak with Medusa. The Tree's blessing has had a strange effect on her eyes. She is back at the house awaiting you." Hestia informed me.
I nodded. "I'll speak to her soon."
I wonder, with her curse. What did the Tree's blessing do?
I grinned faintly. "Speaking of which…" I trailed off as an idea came to mind. "I need your help with something."
Her brow arched. "My help? With what?"
"Something important," I said, keeping my tone vague on purpose. I turned to my Angels and Tiamat. "Can you give us a moment? I promise I'll spend time with all of you once we're done."
Avael exchanged a glance with Ariel, and then all six nodded, their trust in me evident. "We'll be waiting, Father," Tamiel said, smiling warmly.
Even Tiamat, though clearly reluctant, stepped away. "Don't take too long," she muttered before following the Angels.
Now alone with Hestia, I focused on her fully.
"A while ago now, I encountered an Assassin Organisation in the form of one of their Agents who tried to kill me with anti-Angel bullets." I broke the news without any further preamble.
She became serious, her warm eyes narrowing a tad. "Anti-Angels bullets? I don't believe I've heard of such a thing."
That only gave me pause for a moment before I continued.
Strange, I would have thought a long-lived Goddess would know their existence.
"Multiple agents have been sent after me, all with varying special powers. I was finally able to capture one and I've kept it hostage ever since." I explained. "I wish for you to use your ability to sense the truth as I interrogate him."
"Of course, I'd be happy to help." She replied without thought.
"Thank you."
"It's no problem." She smiled. "What do you intend to do once you know this Organisation's position?"
"I plan to get rid of them," I replied truthfully.
She nodded, "Do you need my help?"
I shook my head. "No, that won't be needed."
Hestia frowned slightly. "You do realise I can help?"
"Yes, but I'll have Tiamat and my other angels for backup. That's only if I need help too." I replied easily.
She nodded in acceptance. "If you say so."
I brought the Assassin dubbed 'Mr, Two' out of my inventory for the first time since I had put him within there, his body flopped to the ground.
I didn't waste time, even if he was unconscious.
Roots sprung up and rapidly imprisoned him. Even as a High-class being he would find this hard to even dent let alone escape from. If he tried to start anything with his Sacred Gear, then he would be drained.
I paused, maybe I should have looked into the Sacred Gear system earlier?
If it was being abused by an assassination Organisation of all things it was probably being abused by many beings and other Factions. The biggest beings are the Fallen and the Devils.
Two problems I needed to think about later.
Hestia stood next to me, unbothered by my actions.
Her ability to discern Truth and Falsehoods was going to be handy.
I didn't need to do anything to wake the Assassin up as a few seconds later, he woke up. Much to my surprise. Some sort of fast recovery training? He didn't bother trying to be unconscious as he scanned his surroundings.
His emotionless eyes fell on the two massive trees and widened slightly, a hint of emotion passing through him as two rings formed in his eyes.
I clicked my tongue.
Whoops.
I had forgotten about that.
Oh well.
"Hello, Mr Two." I greeted him, sitting down in front of him.
His face shifted.
Emotion.
His face had more emotion, I had been wondering how I was going to get through that strange lack of emotion that was obviously forced on him.
It wasn't much, but it was a start.
Had the Two Tree's blessings somehow degraded whatever was controlling his emotions? Interesting.
"Where am I?" He questioned, a slight hint of panic in his tone.
Even the smallest bit of emotion was enough. Since I'm assuming it was forced and not done willingly. It was extra effective on him.
This would make everything so much easier.
"You are in my sub-dimension, you have been captured," I confirmed.
He flinched minutely. I could see him trying to regain his cool.
"Do you plan to kill me?" He asked, his voice calm.
"Not Particularly," I replied.
A hint of confusion entered his face.
"I don't exactly care about you, you are a brainwashed puppet. I'm interested in the organisation that sent you. It's obvious you've been mind-controlled or something along those lines." I said, shrugging unbothered.
"I suppose you want me to talk?" He further asked.
"Yep," I affirmed.
"Then you'll let me go?" He asked, a hint of suspicion entering his tone.
"Yeah, if that's what you want," I replied.
That made him pause and had the effect I wanted. Throwing him off-guard.
"What do you mean?" He replied, his eyes narrowing.
"I mean if you just want to be let back into the world with knowledge of the supernatural. I can do that." I responded.
That was a ticket to being poached by another Faction or Pantheon. If not, you'd have to deal with the countless other threats. There was a certain bliss in being unaware. Since no rules were imposed upon you.
Then again, in my opinion knowing was better than not knowing.
I had learnt a little more about the threats within the supernatural worlds, the various monsters that hadn't been shown or put on the little list of the top ten strongest beings.
He would be at high risk of danger but it was doable to survive.
"I feel like the way you are phrasing it is weird like it's a bad thing." He responded.
"I mean, having a life is doable. The supernatural is brutal when it comes to recruitment." I chuckled.
He frowned.
"Fuck." He muttered, his voice flat. "What do I do?"
"We can get to that if you wish anyway. For now, I want to know more about this assassin Organisation that's after me." I drew the attention back to my main issue.
"Tell me what you know."
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