I, Viego, conquer Terra!

More importantly, Viego has no habit of letting his enemies go. Every time he fights with someone, he will inevitably leave a pile of corpses behind...

Viego was worried that this would make her feel more guilty, or force Gwen to change quickly, or she would be forced to part ways with him, or she would be forced to change her mind and become indifferent to death...

No matter which one it is, he doesn't want to see it. The growth environment of children should be more beautiful and kind, otherwise they might become crazy like W after they "grow up"...

Therefore, if you really want Gwen to grow up, travel on the land, and see the world, Shining or Mudstone are better choices than following him.

"I...?" Gwen lowered her head and stared at the corner of Viego's clothes in her hand.

"...I don't know, Viego."

"It's okay, we can think about it slowly. Whether you want to follow me, or go see the world on your own, or go with Shining, Mudstone and the others, I respect your decision." Viego touched the top of her head.

"Gwen, this temporary separation is only for a better reunion next time. Just like W and I will go our separate ways tomorrow, Shining and Lizzie will also embark on a new journey after resolving Kazdel's troubles. But this is all temporary, and we will still meet again in the future."

"Hmm..." Gwen nodded half-confusedly and half-thoughtfully, and the next moment she turned around and hugged Viego, with a warm smile in her voice.

"Thank you, Viego."

I'll think about the rest later, Gwen thought.

At least for now, she just wanted to cherish the time she had with Viego.

......

In the distance, in the capital of Kazdel.

Tresis sat high on the throne and asked the Pardoner beside him softly, "You said that after the report of the defeat of the coalition army came, Quesatusta had already left the capital?"

It was already several days after the defeat of the coalition forces. Tracy had anticipated the defeat of the coalition forces, so he was not angry about it.

The few noble families that sent out troops were all those wavering ones who tried to gain benefits from the royal struggle. It was their troops that were lost, not to mention that most of them were only captured by the Tower of Babel and had the possibility of redemption.

Therefore, the royal court actually suffered no losses in this battle—at least, Theresis suffered no losses.

But the leader of the Pardoners, Quisatusta, had left the royal city a few days ago, but Tresis only learned the news several days later.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. Lord Quesatusta left the city alone, so we couldn't know about it right away..." The Pardoner lowered his eyebrows and said, "He only left a message that he had left, waiting for us to find out."

"Heh..." Tresis chuckled and asked, "Where do you think Quesatusta will go?"

"...Your Highness, among the team of pardoners that was annihilated by Viego some time ago, there was a vessel that Lord Quesatusta valued very much." The Pardoner responded in a low voice.

There are also factions among the Absolvers. To be more precise, one part is loyal to Quesatusta, and the other part is loyal to Tresis - or Kazdel.

At this time, the Pardoner next to Tracys belonged to the faction loyal to Kazdel.

"Oh...Is that so?" Tracy responded casually.

Kwisatusta, the current leader of the Absolutioners, or...

The long-time leader of the Pardoner organization?

Tracy knew his origins and his ambitions, but he didn't care.

Because Tresis was confident that he could suppress Quesatusta's ambitions, his confidence as a king made him disdain to compete with Quesatusta through small tricks.

but...

This time, the Pardoner went too far.

From sending a team to assassinate Viego, pushing a potentially neutral entity into opposition, to secretly leaving the capital and failing to report his dereliction of duty.

It seemed that he didn't take the "king" seriously at all.

Tracy laughed sarcastically.

Of course he knew why Quesatusta was so anxious.

Viego, the mysterious man who suddenly appeared in Kazdel. He is not afraid of pain and death, and can "plunder" the lives of others as "nutrients".

It was said that when he first appeared in Kazdel, he fell from the sky and landed directly on the chaotic battlefield of mercenaries, and was taken away by members of Hedley's mercenary group.

A few days ago, a spy from Babel Tower sent back a message that no intelligence about Viego was found in Babel Tower's archives or action records, and it is suspected that the news was blocked by Babel Tower's top management.

Judging from the battle report of the Allied Forces this time, the speed at which that man became stronger was terrifying. There were Sarkaz sorcerers in the Allied Forces who said that the black fog controlled by that man carried a strong breath of death.

...No, to be precise, it's not getting stronger.

It's more like regaining its lost power.

Its origin is mysterious, it lost its power and gradually regained it, its power carries the breath of death, it is not afraid of pain, it has no blood, and the Tower of Babel where Princess Theresa is located is very secretive about it.

These intelligences were collected again after the news of the coalition forces' defeat came, as the royal court paid more attention to Viego.

What does this all sound like?

——An ancient demon king who has returned from the long river of history, or a similar existence from another race? Or a monster that has awakened from its slumber?

No wonder Quisatusta was so anxious.

The "sister" he regarded as the hope for the continuation of his bloodline was in the annihilated Sarkaz team.

The female Absolutioner is still alive and her amulet is not broken, but she has never returned to the Absolutioner Organization. Subsequent intelligence came saying that she was seen in Scar Mall, traveling with Viego.

Originally it didn't matter.

But as pieces of information about Viego surfaced one after another, people gradually pieced together a glimpse of his full background...

Kwisatusta could no longer sit still.

Viego's origin and power are too mysterious for people to help but think about it.

His "sister", whom he regards as the "hope of the family", is now with the man named Viego. No wonder he is so anxious.

If the blood of the "White-horned Devil" is polluted...

"what."

Tracy suddenly laughed, thinking that things were becoming interesting.

He stood up from his throne.

"Your Highness?!" The pardoner beside him exclaimed in horror. "You also want to..."

"During my absence, the operations of the Military Committee will be under the command of Manfred. All other matters will remain the same. If necessary, please contact me through the communicator." Tracys said casually:

"Get me an ordinary vehicle with no markings, and I'll go for a walk."

“...Yes.” The pardoner restrained his expression and lowered his head in response.

The will of His Highness Tracys should be the will of Kazdel.

No need to question, just obey.

All the Sarkaz who are loyal to Kazdel and the royal court will believe it from the bottom of their hearts.

——Tracys will lead them to victory and the future.

......

A few days later.

Scar Mall.

Shining pushed open the door of the room and saw a blonde Sarkaz girl sitting at the desk quietly flipping through a book. The corners of her lips couldn't help but slightly raise, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Liz." She walked over to Liz. "It's time to start practicing Originium techniques today."

While waiting for Viego's return, Shining also found something to do - teaching Liz common sense and some simple knowledge related to Originium skills.

The blonde girl's eyes were clear and as quiet as a forest. She looked at Shining and nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Shining laughed.

But there was not much joy in her heart.

Instead, it's more...

Guilt, bitterness, and sin.

Only Shining herself knows that what she did is actually more like—

Atonement.

She was also a member of the Pardoners and a member of the organization that harmed Liz.

She...is not innocent.

"Quisasina." The man's soft voice came from the door.

Shining stood up suddenly, turned around in horror, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the staff in his arms.

She stared at the man with white hair and white horns, and a handsome but plain face in front of the door.

——That's her younger brother, or...

her father.

"You've been away from home for too long, Kwisashina." Kwisatusta said lightly:

"Maybe it's time to come home with me - and take the girl behind you with you."

Chapter 117 "Make way, lowly people."

Liz looked at everything happening in front of her uneasily, clenched her hands subconsciously, and the image of another white-haired man appeared in her mind.

Lord Viego...

Shining had a solemn expression and remained silent, staring at Quesatusta as if facing a formidable enemy.

She could feel the pressure coming from Quesatusta.

The man in front of her is much stronger than her.

That is the foundation that time and a long "life" have brought him.

The Shining can’t compare.

But she couldn't just give up.

Shining raised his staff, gathering strength in the scabbard.

The inverted triangle mark on the inside of her wrist felt slightly cold, and the blessing from the king she was loyal to slowly dissipated. A dark mist lingered around the Sarkaz, and the white horns on the top of his head were stained with gray mist.

"Quisasina, you..." Quisastusta's eyes were filled with shock and anger. "You actually... How dare you, how dare you tarnish your noble bloodline?!"

He also grasped the hilt of the sword-shaped staff at his waist, which looked like an ancient tree branch, with anger and confusion. "How can we let outsiders touch our bloodline...?! I thought you would rebel, but I didn't expect you to actually dare...!"

"...defiled?" Shining whispered softly.

Are you rebellious?

"Heh..." She tightened her palms, and then...

He drew his sword without hesitation and slashed at his so-called relative in front of him!

Kwisatusta also drew his sword.

The dark light, no longer white and bright, overflowed, along with the black fog that condensed to the extreme, colliding with the bright morning light ahead!

"...I don't think so." The firm murmured words were lost in the colliding light of the sky.

The black mist lingered around Shining, making her feel extremely safe, as if the man's figure was standing behind her, hugging her body, covering her palms, injecting that unparalleled power into her sword, and giving her enough strength to support her "rebellion".

Lord Viego...

I am glad to have met you, and I am glad that I can give you my body, my loyalty, and my will.

Shining frowned, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he swung the sword in his hand again, and the black fog surged forward like a tide!

The bright morning light was then drowned out.

Kwisatusta put away his sword and stared at Shining with an unsightly expression, looking at the black mist lingering around her and her dark horns that showed that her bloodline was "tainted" and no longer pure white.

I was actually suppressed?

Even if he didn't use his full strength, he shouldn't be suppressed by Quesasina.

Was it because of the man who defiled her... He gave Quesasina his power?

Or maybe he has even gone a step further and completely transformed Quesasina into his...

Dependents...?