Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 522 Coincidence
Raphael suddenly snapped his fingers, and Corella, who had been lying on the ground and tied up with the activated rope, disappeared into the depths of the underworld with a burst of fire and scattered sparks. Only the activated rope, which had suddenly lost its target and was twisting in confusion, was left in its place.

"what have you done?"

Noshir immediately clenched his axe and prepared for battle, but Raphael just waved his hand casually and explained.

"Calm down, you manic gentleman. I am just clearing out some irrelevant people first. After all, our next conversation is still relatively private."

Noshir frowned slightly, raised his hand to summon back the activated rope, and then asked.

"Where did you leave her?"

Raphael also responded.

"I don't know either. This place has been emitting a unique magical fluctuation that interferes with the effect of the teleportation spell. The reason why I was able to get here so quickly from hell is because the little mouse set up a stable beacon for me in advance, but the little mouse himself did not have such a good treatment."

"So I don't know where she will be thrown, but it doesn't matter. After she dies, her soul will return to my home to be reborn. Then I will have a lot of time to arrange her future fate. But now, let's get back to the topic."

Raphael turned to look at Noshir.

"Because what I am about to tell you is my deepest hidden ambition. Before today, no one in this world knew about this ambition except me. But now, I will share this deepest secret with you in order to gain your trust."

"Really? Then I should say I'm honored."

"Even if it's just for the sake of politeness, you should really say so, but who cares about these things nowadays?"

Raphael kept that smile, and then suddenly, an extreme desire and a hint of deeply hidden madness emerged on his face. He opened his mouth slowly and spoke to Nosir word by word.

"Ever since the Nine Layers of Hell were born, for countless millions of years, the devils have been engaged in an endless, meaningless, and hopeless battle! Our Lord of Hell has never fulfilled his responsibilities as a ruler. He just sits stiffly on his throne, wantonly squandering his supreme power, leaving the entire Nine Layers of Hell in such a half-dead state."

"He should have been able to do better. He should have been able to rely on his supreme ruling power to unite the entire Nine Layers of Hell, completely put an end to the eternal war, and lead the devil to a more glorious future. But he didn't do that!"

"This is a waste, a shameful waste! Our precious strength should not be wasted in such a meaningless place, and the supreme power should not be squandered so excessively! There is no doubt that in these tens of thousands of years, our Lord of Hell has proved that he is not worthy of leading the entire hell."

"The Nine Hells need a new Demon King! And that Demon King is me! I will lead the entire Nine Hells and stride towards a brand new, glorious and great future! But to do this, I need power far beyond what I have now!"

"...That's why you want the crown of Karsus." Noshil said emotionlessly so that Raphael could continue the topic. However, Raphael did not care about these trivial matters. He just continued to express his arrogance.

"That's right! It is ancient and mysterious, filled with miraculous magic. On the day Karsus fell, I was there. I wanted to take the crown myself, but Mephisto suddenly appeared and snatched it from me!"

A hint of anger appeared on Raphael's face again.

"I was angry—but only for about ten years. Since then I have been watching, quietly watching for the crown's movements, waiting for a mistake, an accident, or an unexpected event to free the crown from the hands of that stingy person."

Having said this, Raphael sighed again.

"I thought I was well prepared, but when the accident really happened, I realized how inadequate my preparation was. I waited for more than 1000 years for that opportunity, but when the crown really disappeared from Mephisto's treasure house, I lost track of the crown at the same time... I lost it."

"You can't imagine how angry I was at that time. I thought I might never find the crown in my lifetime, but I didn't expect that I would encounter two chosen ones during a pursuit to vent my anger. One of them was even my former slave. But what surprised me even more, and even more unbelievable, was that I actually got a clue about the crown from that slave."

Raphael smiled silently when he said this. The coincidences in this world are truly amazing, but Noshil did not have any extra reaction to Raphael's words.

In this world, no one understands Raphael's ambitions better than Noshil. He also knows that once Raphael really gets the crown, he will be able to gain extremely powerful power with this thing.

However, even if he obtained power comparable to that of a god through the crown, Nosil did not think that he could realize his ambition of unifying hell with it. The Nine Hells already had their own masters. Unless Asmodeus was dead or blind, he would never allow Raphael to commit such a rebellious act.

This rebellion will eventually develop into a battle between two gods, and Raphael's chance of winning is very slim, unless he can find the other two artifacts lost by Karsus in some unknown corner. Only when the three artifacts are combined will Raphael have a slight chance of defeating or drawing with Asmodeus.

And Noshir would not even allow this to happen. After all, he would never take the initiative to hand over the crown to Raphael. His ambition was doomed to fail.

Raphael had no idea what Noshier was thinking at the moment, he just continued speaking.

"I didn't expect that the two people in front of me were the murderers behind the theft of the crown. I also didn't expect that they had only obtained the crown for a few days, and these incompetent guys let this artifact slip away from them."

"This tortuous experience really put my heart to the test. I angrily asked them about the whereabouts of the crown. Fortunately, these guys at least knew who had the crown. Otherwise, I would really doubt whether these idiots have the qualifications to live in this world."

(End of this chapter)