Abnormal Moon

But Roy grinned, a scornful smile spreading across his face.

This smile was completely different from his usual infectious and gentle smile; they were practically the two extremes.

"Your frequent outbursts and tormenting me, is this what you call getting along, what you call friendship, Angolan Manuel?"

"Well, how should I put it? It was a last resort!"

The silhouette, barely visible, shrugged, its tone one of utter helplessness.

"If I don't fight back and you keep using those demonic eyes of yours, won't you just steal the Athena's Grail? I'm a warrior of pure love, I refuse to be a minotaur!"

He did not deny the identity Roy had pointed out.

He was shrouded in darkness, like the deepest evil in the world.

Its name is Angolan Mainyu.

It was he who hid inside the Greater Grail and continuously sent curses to Roy over the past three years.

"Ahem, let's leave that aside for now."

Angolan Manuel coughed lightly, changing the subject in an obvious and clumsy way.

"Hey Roy, how about you join forces with me and become my Master?"

"I reject."

Roy's face showed obvious disgust.

"You didn't even think about it?!"

Angolan Manuel gasped, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Don't say that. Let me finish what I have to say. Uh, where was I again... Ah, right, I'm your companion, the one who understands you the most. Yes, right here."

“I understand you. Being falsely accused of saving the world and being bullied and ravaged by those villains in the name of goodwill must have filled your heart with hatred for humanity, right?”

"I am the same, branded with the illusory crime of all the evil in this world, and tortured and killed by those villains who claim to be for the world and for humanity in the name of good intentions!"

"The hearts of humans in this world are blacker than black holes that absorb all light. They shamelessly commit heinous crimes under the guise of righteousness. We are all victims of the evil inherent in human nature. I am the same as you. I am the person who understands you the most in this world. We are the best match!"

"So make a contract with me!"

Angolan Manuel spoke with great enthusiasm and extended his hand to him.

Angra Mainyu, the apex evil god in the Zoroastrian dualism of good and evil, is known as the Demon King and is believed to be responsible for all evil deeds in the human world.

In reality, however, he was just an ordinary young man born in ancient Persia in the sixth century BC. He was given the name of the evil god Angra Mainyu by the villagers and was chosen as a sacrifice to prove the goodness of mankind and to vent the evil of mankind. He was unreasonably locked on the mountaintop, his hands and feet were cut off, his eyes were gouged out, and he died after experiencing all kinds of pain.

"Lend me your malice. Don't you wish all of humanity would die out? But there are still about 100 million humans left in this world. Don't you want to kill them all? As revenge against those wicked humans, as long as you sign a contract with me, and use your malice to drive the Greater Grail, you can kill every single human in the world without leaving a single one alive. It won't end halfway like last time. Isn't that the ending you were hoping for?"

Angolan Manuel's tone was utterly unpersuasive, and as far as oratory was concerned, he was undoubtedly third-rate; he had no talent for it.

He was simply using honest, straightforward language to incite his evil thoughts, trying to dig out the countless negative emotions that had accumulated in his heart from the bottomless pit.

"Is this why you brought me here?"

Roy remained indifferent, his face revealing no emotion.

"Yes."

Angolan Manuel nodded straightforwardly.

"Zoken Matou was still somewhat useful, but unfortunately, he died before he could completely destroy the exorcism barrier. He died as soon as he came back, how ridiculous!"

Is this guy also connected to Zouken Matou?

However, that has nothing to do with the present situation.

“Angola Mainyu, you said you know me best, right?”

Roy's expression revealed a deep disdain.

“If you really knew me, you wouldn’t say these things.”

"Indeed, I wish I could kill all of humanity in the world. Even now, this malice is still lurking in my heart. One day, if I'm not careful, it might erupt and cause a great disaster."

"But unfortunately, destroying all of humanity has never been my wish... no, my wish has never been just to destroy all of humanity."

"Don't be so arrogant, you don't understand me at all!"

Chapter 77 Always Together

"I was sent by Lord Ji'emon to serve you."

A gentle voice rang out in the empty hospital room.

This ward is very spacious and houses only one patient. It is isolated from bacterial interference and contains no sharp instruments, making it as safe as a VIP single room in a major hospital before a major disaster.

The patient staying here wore a specially made semi-transparent silk hospital gown, which looked very large on his thin body. Through the clothes, you could see large and small scars on his body. They were not children's random scribbles, but rather scars filled with a kind of deliberate regularity.

What's even more striking is that his eyes are wrapped with more than a dozen bandages.

"How could someone do such a thing..."

The owner of that gentle voice was shocked by his current miserable state and seemed to clench his teeth.

The patient in bed couldn't see the face of the person who made the voice, but could tell from the voice that it belonged to a very young woman.

"It's okay, I'll always be with you. I can do anything for you. Let me be your eyes!"

"Get out."

The patient lay quietly on the bed, uttering cold words.

"Would you like something to eat? Or do you need to use the restroom first?"

The owner of the voice was getting closer and closer; she seemed to be walking to the bedside.

"I brought you food, let me feed you, come on, ah—"

Something was placed on the bedside table.

The person coaxed him to eat in a very patient tone.

The patient remained silent for a while.

He sat up in bed, without opening his mouth, but reached out to the table beside the bed and touched the tray containing the food.

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?!"

With a forceful sweep, he knocked the tray off the table, where it clanged loudly against the floor. This simple action left him breathless.

Food was spilled all over the floor where he couldn't see it.

The person paused for a moment, then squatted down and silently put the food into the trash can.

"I'm right outside. You can call me if you need anything."

"Do I need you to die?"

The patient uttered malicious words.

The person did not reply.

She paused for a moment, then opened the door and left.

The patient lay back down on the hospital bed.

Deprived of his sight and surrounded by darkness, his blood gradually became tainted with violent tendencies, and he would often angrily overturn the things beside his bed.

I don't know how much time passed, but the door to the ward was opened again.

"I brought you a Walkman."

That gentle voice rang out again.

Following that, a tune with the characteristics of the Showa era began to play. The singer must have been a very famous female star; he remembered the voice.

She deliberately placed her Walkman a certain distance away from the bed.

Hearing the singing, he realized he wasn't alone in the dark world, and his anger subsided somewhat.

“I brought you food again. Let me feed you. You haven’t eaten for a long time.”

"go out."

"...Remember to call me when you want to eat, I'll always be here for you."

The person who made the voice was silent for a moment, and then the door was closed.

The patient hadn't eaten anything all day.

Upon hearing this news, the magicians arrived.

When he came to his senses again, he immediately felt a feeling of fullness in his stomach.

He was hypnotized and ate during the hypnosis.

It doesn't matter.

He has long been used to it.

When the woman brought the food over again, he knocked it over once more.