DanMachi: Annihilation Maker in DanMachi World! Chapter 52 52: The Good Cop, Bad Cop Effect

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"Where is this? Where are Papa and Mama?" Ais asked in bewildernt.

"Unfortunately, Albert Wallenstein and his contracted Spirit, Aria, are figures from a thousand years ago," Lucian said softly. "You should still have so mory of what happened in between."

Dispelling the ritual's arrays, Lucian walked over slowly. Under his detection magic, Ais's body was perfectly healthy, as if her ti had simply been frozen. It wasn't surprising that Lucian could achieve this, because he was a walking cheat code when it ca to chanics. But the fact that the High Elf from a thousand years ago could also do this made him feel a bit surprised.

However, the focus right now was Ais. Under Lucian's gaze, the intense emotion in Ais's eyes gradually shifted from bewildernt to panic, and then to absolute terror. She rembered. Her father had died, and her mother had been devoured.

The heroes and Spirits, the High Elves, Dwarves, Beastn, Pallum, Amazons... her father's comrades had died one by one, leaving only her in the end. Her once happy life had vanished in an instant. The overwhelming despair turned Ais's eyes dull, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Waaahhh!!!"

"Papa! Mama!!!"

Ais burst into uncontrollable sobs. The overflowing emotions turned into a torrent that crushed Ais's psyche. Seeing the despair etched into the small girl's eyes softened Lucian's heart.

Sigh. Lucian sighed softly, then gently pulled Ais into a hug, letting her lean against his chest. Even though he was just a stranger to her. Even if it was just the goodwill of a stranger, he hoped it could offer her so slight comfort.

In the original story, Ais had cried endlessly, crying all alone, sealing herself away with no one to care for her. Ultimately, under extre despair, her heart had thoroughly turned to ice, transforming her into a 『Doll』 solely focused on revenge.

More often than not, if emotions could be channeled and relieved in ti, preventing a person from going to extres, even the despair of losing everything wouldn't easily crush them. All they needed was a tiny shred of warmth. Thinking this, Lucian activated his Emotion Regulation Magic, soothing Ais's emotional state.

The young girl's feelings were overwhelmingly intense, but fortunately, with the magic's guidance, her physical and ntal state were continuously stabilized despite her non-stop crying. Eventually, her sobs gradually subsided, and Ais quieted down.

"My na is Lucian. I am the God of Forging's Fla, a mber of the Hephaestus Familia."

Lucian gently wiped Ais's cheeks. His shoulder was already soaked with a large wet patch. Just as a trace of shyness began to bloom in Ais, the wet tear stains on his shoulder magically evaporated. Seeing Ais's attention slightly diverted, Lucian also breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

"I'm Ais Wallenstein." Ais pursed her lips slightly, hesitating for a mont before telling Lucian her na.

"Ais," Lucian said gently. "Do you have any plans for the future?"

"Plans?" Ais looked lost.

"If it were ... I would personally take back what I've lost," Lucian said calmly. "Having your life destroyed doesn't an it's the end. Complete erasure is the real end. You're still alive, and the Black Dragon that took away your happy life is also still alive. Doesn't that seem a bit unfair?"

Lucian guided Ais's thoughts. She had currently lost everything, and Lucian wasn't soone close to her; walking into her heart wouldn't be easy. Before that happened, Ais would just be lost, at a loss for what to do, wandering in a daze all day long. Rather than that, it was better to let her strive toward 'revenge' as her goal, just like in the original story. At the very least, it would get her through this period of emotional emptiness, allowing ti to gradually heal her heart.

"Take it back..." Ais murmured, a surge of intense anger and hatred rising in her chest.

She was a naturally highly emotional person to begin with. Even without Lucian's guidance, she would eventually set her sights on the Black Dragon anyway. The hatred flashing in her eyes was almost palpable, making one's heart skip a beat.

"I want revenge!" Ais made up her mind and looked at Lucian. "I want power."

"Alright, I'll help you." Lucian smiled lightly, standing up and taking Ais's small hand. "Let's go. We'll find soone who can give you power."

He would give her the secret room and the relics left by Albert and the others later. Right now, she needed a distraction. Acquiring power was a good way to do that. With this thought, Lucian contacted Hephaestus through his mark and said to Ais.

"A thousand years ago, the gods sealed away their divine power and descended to the Lower World, granting the children of the lower world Falna."

"Falna?" Ais looked at Lucian in confusion.

"Falna is a power similar to a Spirit Blessing. It allows a person to surpass their physical limits and achieve the 『Sublimation of Body and Mind』." Lucian explained.

Hearing this explanation, Ais finally understood, and a glimr of anticipation appeared in her eyes. It didn't take long for Hephaestus to appear in the Divine Court.

"This child is...?" Hephaestus looked at Ais and couldn't help but furrow her brows.

Ais's facial features were extrely delicate; it was obvious at a glance that she was no ordinary child. More importantly, it was her eyes. Eyes filled with extre hatred.

"Ais Wallenstein," Lucian spoke up. "The daughter of the rcenary King, Albert, from a thousand years ago."

Hephaestus instantly understood. "You found her in the Dungeon?"

"Yeah, Ais was sealed in ice by a High Elf a thousand years ago to pass through the millennium." Lucian said, "This child wants power. I want her to beco an adventurer."

Hephaestus kept her brows furrowed. She had already seen through Lucian's intention. Even so—after thinking for a mont, Hephaestus still refused.

"Go find Bheara."

The Hephaestus Familia was a forging faction. She actually wasn't opposed to raising an exploring adventurer, especially since Lucian himself would handle all aspects of it. But the problem was—Ais had major issues. If she were a bit more ntally stable, it might be fine, but Hephaestus did not like Ais's current emotional state.

She was like a sword taken to the extre—too brittle from being too rigid. Hephaestus had no desire whatsoever to let Ais beco an adventurer. Even if it was the best choice, Hephaestus herself was very repulsed by the idea. Furthermore, Ais wasn't without other options. Compared to Hephaestus, a fun-loving deity like Bheara would probably be much happier to take on this task.

"Alright, I understand." Lucian nodded slightly, then contacted Bheara.

"I have other matters to attend to. I'll get back to my work," Hephaestus left.

Ais pursed her lips slightly, growing sowhat nervous. She hadn't thought she would be rejected at first. Having experienced it once, however, made her realize that power was not so easily obtained.

"Don't be nervous." Lucian let go of her hand, then gently patted her head. "I've already made a promise, so I won't give up easily."

Hearing this, Ais felt sowhat reassured, feeling a trace of warmth from Lucian's palm. In reality, Lucian had already guessed that Hephaestus might refuse. The reason he contacted her first was exactly for this mont. Playing the good cop to Hephaestus's bad cop was the perfect way to earn Ais's goodwill, while also serving to slightly distract her.

He had to admit, it was very effective.

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