A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 61 System Save Me!!!

"It's not a defection."

Quinn said with reason, "I was never on the side of the demons. I was simply forcibly abducted onto the ship by the Demon King. I've only been in this world for a month and have never done anything to harm humanity. I know surrender requires sincerity—I can tell you everything I know, even if it means being a double agent or backstabbing the Demon King. As long as my safety is guaranteed, I'm willing to do it."

"Oh, what kind of information?"

"Tell me whatever information you want." Quinn said affirmatively.

So she asked leisurely, "Who was the traitor who helped you get into the academy?"

Quinn was silent for a moment.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I need to see your sincerity first."

"Ha, ha, ha. How adorable." She stroked Quinn's cheek. "Earthling, have you told anyone else that you want to switch sides?"

".No."

"Then your caution saved you. If you had betrayed the Demon King, you would have died long ago."

".What's the meaning?"

Quinn looked at the scarlet contract rune in the spirit in front of him, and had a bad guess in his mind.

She explained to Quinn meaningfully:

"This thing is called the 'Command Seal'. It can force you to act three times, no matter what—including suicide. Everything you see and say will be synchronized with the Demon King at all times. Therefore, He doesn't need to send anyone to supervise you. If you dare to overstep your bounds, He can strangle you with a flick of his finger."

Quinn felt a chill run down his spine.

No, what trench summoning of heroic spirits? Are you dragging me to fight in the Holy Grail War?
A surge of anger rose within Quinn.

Even when the Demon King stepped on his head, he wasn't that angry - mainly because he was confused at that time and didn't understand the situation, unlike now.

It's your business if you hate humans and heroes. I didn't kill your parents. Is it necessary for you to give me this kind of thing to monitor me all day long?

Calculating the time, it should be New Year's Day on Earth. If it weren't for the Demon King, he would be lying in bed enjoying his rare vacation instead of being held captive by a monster that was probably over a thousand years old.

"There aren't many places that can sever the connection between the Command Seal and the Demon Lord, and Grindelwald happens to be one of them." She touched the back of Quinn's head and said, "If what you just said was said in the outside world, you would be dead now - bang, the head exploded."

Quinn took a deep breath.

"You said that Merlin's ashes were taken away by the last hero. Then you must know him, right? I can cooperate with him and pretend to kill the hero to make the devil careless, and then..."

Her hand gently slid down from his head, and before Quinn could finish his words, she grabbed his throat and pinched it.

"Dear Earthling, you seem to have made three mistakes."

"Ahem."

Her grip wasn't very strong, but because it pinched Quinn's Adam's apple and trachea, he still couldn't breathe.

"First, you are worthless. What do humans need you for? Backstab the Demon King? Just you? And how can you think that humans are afraid of the Demon King? The previous one was the most powerful Demon King in history, but he was still defeated by the hero, not to mention this weakest little guy in history."

"Secondly, even if you possess value, no one or any force would accept your surrender. Kingdoms, city-states, cults, academies—you probably don't fully understand the blood feud between humans and demons. Do you know why even Grindelwald created a dedicated demon defense department? There's no compromise between humans and demons, only a fight to the death. From the moment you emerged from the demon clan, you were destined to be unacceptable to humans."

“Third, who told you?”

Her tone was extremely cold.

"I'm human now?"

Quinn was about to suffocate. She wasn't on the human side?!
"Although I don't care who survives between humans and demons, the human hero is still useful to me. To be on the safe side, I will help him get rid of this little trouble of yours."

She had no intention of letting go and was planning to strangle Quinn to death.

Quinn's mind raced. What other options were there to survive?
She didn't intend to negotiate with herself.

I couldn't move my body and couldn't take out the gun.

Is it possible that Ankuya will come to save him?

Even the Demon King couldn't sense what was happening in this space, let alone Ankuya. Furthermore, even if Ankuya came, it would be useless against a monster that had likely lived for over a thousand years. He had no idea what was in the painting.

'System!! Starting future prompts!!!'

After nearly a month, the familiar prompt box appeared in front of Quinn again -

What tips do you need?

Quinn was about to be strangled to death, and replied concisely:

'Save me.'

【Ding! 】

This time the system dinged in less than 0.1 seconds, much faster than the time in the Goblin Cave.

[The system has completed the future calculation of 'Save the Host'. Do you want to view the prompt?]

【Warning: If you choose to view, you will pay the price. 】

He didn't hesitate: 'Check!'

Paying a price may mean losing your life, but not paying a price will definitely mean losing your life. Any normal person would know what to choose.

Please say "I know Yang Jingyu" in Chinese.

"me--"

Quinn tried her best to speak, squeezing out the last breath in her chest: "I know Yang Jingyu--" Just when she said the word "Jing", she suddenly let go of her hand.

Quinn gasped for air.

The faceless woman waited silently for him to recover before asking:

"You know him?"

Nonsense, of course I know him. I just met him. Isn’t it engraved on the tombstone in front? Who doesn’t know the Brave Merlin in this academy?

Quinn can remember the name of his playmate when he was three years old, his nickname, his birthday, and where he lived.

But he definitely didn't know any "Yang Jingyu" and didn't even have any impression of the name.

".know."

Now it’s like a gangster is pointing a gun to your head and asking you if you have money. What else can you answer except “Yes, I have money! I have money!”
Surprisingly, the woman didn't ask Quinn for specific details about "Yang Jingyu" to verify his authenticity. Instead, she asked in Chinese: "What is your Earth name?"

"My Earth's name. My Earth's name is."

Quinn thought, what the hell, how am I supposed to know my name?
The dog's system, Jun's name?

"My name on Earth is Quinn." Quinn said resignedly.

It’s not really a lie. How come a screen name isn’t considered an Earth name?
The woman fell completely silent.

I don’t know if her Chinese proficiency is high enough to tell that the pronunciation of “Quin” is obviously not Chinese.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

Time passes minute by minute.

Quinn was too nervous just now and didn't pay attention to the time. Have ten minutes passed?

She finally spoke.

".The Demon King said he would let you go back if you killed the hero?"

"That's what she said." Quinn naturally didn't believe it completely. "As for whether she will keep her promise, I don't know her well enough to be sure."

"The Demon King will fulfill his promise, including the gold you requested."

She suddenly pulled Quinn hard, and the transparent soul along with the Command Spell was pulled back into Quinn's body.

"The Hero's Contract is a two-way street. You can't break it, and she must pay you back. If you can kill the Hero someday, then returning to Earth is indeed possible. So, would you like to make a deal?"

Quinn secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Did the system really save him?

"What kind of deal? You want me to deal with the demons? Then first help me cancel this damn contract."

"The Hero's Contract cannot be dissolved, not even by the gods. Either you ascend to Sequence and burn the Command Seals in your body, or pray to the Demon King to unilaterally set you free. And as I said, I don't care what happens to the demons or humans in the future. I just want you to take something back with you when you return to Earth."

"What is that?" Quinn asked warily.

Don't be a facehugger.

"If you live to see that day, I'll tell you what it is." The woman asked calmly, "Are you interested?"

"If you can bring him, no problem." Quinn paused. "Since our interests are aligned, will you help me deal with the other traveler? At least tell me who he is?"

"Oh, that's a pity."

She said slowly, "The Seventh Hero also made this deal with me, so he got Merlin's ashes. It doesn't matter which of you survives. To be honest, I don't think you have much chance of winning, but I won't tell him about you either."

Damn, eat from both ends?

But Quinn didn't dare to have any opinions, because this guy was obviously from a powerful background.

Leticia? Or Grindelwald's teacher? If not, she was even more untouchable, as she was able to sneak into Grindelwald's Merlin's Tomb under the noses of the world's top arcanists.

"There are still two copies of the Hero's ashes in human hands. One is kept in the Central Dogma of Saint Camelot, and the other is used as fertilizer for Philip's Holy Tree. You probably can't get either. However, the ashes are not necessarily needed to prepare the Hero Sequence 9 potion. All you need is 'proof of the existence of the Savior'—"

"Proof that the Savior existed?"

Quinn saw her old hands again, pointing them towards the starry sky and clasping her palms.

The world suddenly went dark.

The stars in the sky suddenly fell like heavy rain, and the brilliant light spread out, and finally turned into firefly-like light spots, which she "caught" and threw into the Coke.

Her voice suddenly became a little lonely. "This is the last of his magic power. As far as potions are concerned, the effect should be better than ashes."

Quinn felt himself able to move.

He turned his head subconsciously, and there was nothing behind him.

Only a gust of wind carried her gradually drifting voice: "Drink, if you win, I will come to you to complete the deal."

Who is she? A ghost?

Quinn picked up the cup of Coke. The liquid didn't change much, but glowed slightly, as if too much fluorescent agent was added to the Coke.

He looked at the bubbles rising from the cup and had an inexplicable premonition - after drinking this potion, his life would never return to its original track.

"Heh, if you save your whole family, you can't go back anyway."

Quinn laughed at himself, raised his glass to the bright moon, and drank the Coke in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)