The Duke's Passion

Chapter 701  Look up

"That one tastes better than Maleficent. Shall we continue?"

Heliot let out a shallow breath and his sword disintegrated like sand. His actions cause Samael's brows to raise.

"There's no point." The wind calmed down as the sand thinned out. "I admit defeat."

"So soon?"

"I am not foolish enough to continue a battle, knowing the outcome," Heliot explained with his usual toneless voice and glanced at Lilou. "They said people would protect their beloved and keep them away from harm. I wonder how can you bring her here knowing it isn't an ideal place for such a silly girl like her."

"You'll regret that in the future." Samael chuckled as he gazed down at Lilou, who was still clinging to him tightly. "Even if, let's say, it is dangerous, it is not for me."

He raised his head and smiled at Heliot. "So, will you look after her? I will clean up the mess I brought here so we can call it quits."

"My people had already shed blood."

"I'll heal them. Although I cannot do anything about it if they lost a limb, a drop of my blood is enough for other injuries."

Heliot remained silent as he measured the sincerity in Samael's eyes. It was hard to size someone up like him since Samael was not someone anyone could just read. He was the perfect example of what Heliot disliked about a person; he was too unpredictable and emotional.

"We'll talk about it once you wiped them all out." He rocked his head and pivoted on his heel, walking towards the other side of the wall. Meanwhile, Samael gazed down at Lilou.

"Hey," he called gently and shook her slightly, but Lilou only tightened her limbs around his neck. "It's fine now."

Lilou snuck a look at him and cautiously looked around. The first thing she saw was Heliot walking away and the thinning sand in the air.

'What just happened?' she wondered and looked at Samael, wide-eyed. She was too scared that she was having an inner meltdown. Her brain kept yelling at her while she prayed to all the gods she knew to get out of this alive. In other words, she didn't hear Samael and Heliot's conversation properly, as she was busy praying for her life.

"He conceded." Samael winked, causing her eyes to dilate even wider.

"What?"

"Heh... I'm strong." A smug grin dominated his face as he shrugged. "He got scared, so it's over even before I can do something."

Lilou looked at him with doubt and caution in her eyes. Samael looked dangerous at first look, but honestly, what she had seen Heliot do was something she had never seen before. Then, this duke here was claiming Heliot just conceded? Not that she was unhappy about it, but how? Or rather, she was suspicious about what sort of tricks did he pull out to settle the situation.

"Shall we stay like this? I do not mind." She snapped out of her thoughts when he flashed her a bright smile, squeezing her waist slightly. "I like staying with you. I can fight with you in my arms."

"Let me go." She patted his shoulder.

"As you wish."

"Wait!" Lilou clutched his shoulder in panic as he bent over, halting him. "It's really safe now, right?"

Samael chuckled. "No, it's not."

Her expression died as she tapped his shoulder. "Put me down."

This time, his laughter was louder as he put her down. It would've been nice if she believed him, but well, Lilou saw through his lie quickly.

"Let's go?" He offered his hand to her.

"I don't need to hold your hand," she mumbled while looking back at him cautiously. "Who knows if you will drag me over the wall?"

He chuckled once again. "Alright. Just keep close. Heliot will watch over you while I clean the mess I brought here."

With that being said, Lilou followed him closely from behind until the two of them stood beside Heliot. Lilou glanced at Heliot's side, seeing him wear his usual solemn expression.

"Even if their limbs were severed, they would continue fighting." Heliot broke the silence as he kept his gaze ahead. "Severing all their limbs... they will use their mouth to bite. But what is dreadful of all is that they suck life forces instead of blood."

"Well, Quentin will not be called a mad genius for nothing." Samael shrugged as he gazed in the direction where Heliot was staring. "Before the regression, his people aren't like this. But it seemed he found answers in hell. Hah... he probably had a splendid mansion in the pits of fire."

Lilou furrowed her brows as the two talked casually. She cautiously took a step forward and peeked over the wall, only to have her eyes dilated in horror. Outside the border was... a disaster. People... mindless monsters with pupils as red as fresh blood and sclera as black as an ink. Their veins were protruding and she could see clearly that their veins were akin to tattoos because of their dark colors.

But that wasn't the scariest sight of all because even if their limbs were severed, they were charging at the soldiers unhesitatingly. The blood splatter around only brought this undeniable dread to her heart, making her hold her breath.

 "This is..."

"The undead, my love." Samael cocked his head back, eyes on her. "I remember you making a mountain of their bodies in the past. Good times."

"What?"

"Heh. Don't worry." He set his eyes back ahead without much change in his reaction. He then stretched his neck from one side to the other, producing cracks while he continued.

"I simply didn't have the time to deal with them the past several days, but now..." Samael held his hand together and stretched them forward. "... I really need to do some stretching to quench my worldly desires."

Samael flashed her a smile. "I'll be back," and then turned to Heliot and slapped his bicep mildly. "Take care of her for a while... but don't touch her or I'll cut your hand."

With that being said, Samael jumped over the wall excitedly while Heliot's face remained poker face. Meanwhile, Lilou scrunched her nose up because Samael was screaming, "look up and repent to the beautiful goddess over there!"