My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten Chapter 159 Roots and Connections Part 2

Ronald's expression darkened, his fists tightening. With a heavy heart, he began to speak.

"At first, we had no idea what was happening, but after six months of that constant pollution, everything started to change. The plants, the animals, even people. It was like the world was mutating." He paused, his expression hardening as he tried to find the right words.

"Animals turned into monsters, plants beca sentient, and even sea creatures started acting out."

No words were exchanged for a few seconds.

"Then, around 2026, the demons ca through. They began taking over, forcing humanity into a corner. We fought back, using weapons, but it wasn't enough."

Ronald's voice faltered, and he looked away, his fists clenching. The mories clearly still haunted him.

"How did you survive?"

Ronald's eyes darkened as he looked down.

"That's when the Awakeners showed up. Humans who gained powers. They could stand toe-to-toe with the demons. But even with them, the battle raged on without end." His voice cracked slightly.

Asher took a mont to process everything—it was just too much to take in.

"Then, are you an Awakened?"

"No," Ronald shook his head. "This type of strength is normal for humans now. Awakeners are much stronger."

"I see,"

The response annoyed Ronald a bit.

"Why are you too calm?" he demanded, his eyes narrowing. "Our world was taken over, you know!"

While he could understand Ronald's frustration, he knew that overreacting wouldn't fix anything.

"Let's get back to a more important topic—how did you end up here in the first place?"

From the man's tone, it was only logical to assu that this world was sohow more connected to his old world than he had realized.

"I don't even know," Ronald shook his head.

"I just woke up here out of nowhere, alongside other people. "

"That doesn't make sense," Asher muttered, more to himself than to Ronald.

Unfortunately, the topic was too complicated, so he decided to ask a different question.

"How did you know we're from the sa world? None of the other slaves noticed ."

"Well… " Ronald scratched his head, "I actually saw your picture,"

"My picture ?" Asher narrowed his eyes, he wanted more information about it.

"I work as an information broker in one of these so-called guilds," Ronald explained. "I rember seeing a missing person bounty with your description. The color of your hair and eyes might be different, but the outline and features of your face are the sa. Before becoming an information broker, I was also a forensic artist, so I'm really good at rembering faces."

"Soone is searching for ?"

"Yeah, and it's a very wealthy person. The reward for finding you was 5 billion credits. That's a lot, even with inflation."

"5 billion credits?" he repeated, startled by the amount. There was only one person he knew who could afford that.

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"Do you know anyone by the na of Lucy ? "

The mont Ronald heard the na, he started trembling, his body going stiff. He fell to his knees, hands instinctively covering his head .

"Oh my god, why do you know that wretched na? That woman… she…"

"She what?" Asher hurriedly asked. He had a bad feeling about where this was headed.

"She's the one leading the Demon Army attacking the south coast—Lucy Morningstar," Ronald gasped. "Along with her partner, Zagan."

The revelation hit Asher like a cold bucket of water, his heart racing as the words sank in. He was more disturbed by the fact that she had a partner than the idea of her leading the demon army.

'Did she cheat on ?' he wondered, the thought hard to believe. Given how much she had claid to love him, it was too unreal to process.

But the person before him had no reason to lie .

"Give a mont," he muttered, turning away to gather his thoughts. If this had been the old him, he would have just let it go and chalked it up to experience. But now, he couldn't shake the feeling of regret, knowing that she was in the hands of another man.

The thought made him sick, and a surge of anger rose within him—he wanted to beat the crap out of this Zagan guy.

When his emotions reached a certain point, his mind went blank, calming him down.

'No, I can't be this selfish,' he reminded himself, shaking his head. Killing the new lover of his ex out of jealousy was beneath him.

'But I still need to understand why she chose another man. I deserve to know her reasons.'

As for whether he would try to get back with her, that was another question. In his heart, Index was already number one.

"Are you going to help us?" Ronald spoke up, his voice trembling with urgency. He was clearly on the edge, desperate for so kind of hope.

"These people seem to respect you. Maybe if you told them to free us, they would listen," he pleaded, hope flickering in his eyes.

Asher didn't answer imdiately.

"How powerful is this Zagan ? Tell his strongest feat," he asked, ignoring the request. Freeing the slaves wasn't a priority in his mind for now.

The man sensing his blatant lack of concern decided to answer the question first.

"Zagan is powerful enough to kill tens of thousands on his own," Ronald explained, his voice filled with fear, the weight of his words evident. In his eyes, Zagan was the personification of a nightmare—a being that was not ant to be defeated by re mortals.

Just the na itself would send people into sleepless nights, terrified that he might appear out of nowhere.

'Just tens of thousands?' Asher raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. 'That's not a big feat at all. I could cast a spell that would kill a hundred thousand, just by creating a hurricane that would wipe out everything in its path.'

He wasn't exaggerating—while it required a long casting ti, it demonstrated just how much he could accomplish with sufficient preparation.

"So, are you going to help us?" Ronald broke the silence again, his impatience growing.

"I will, but not yet. I can't create a commotion right now because I'm planning of using this portal to travel—"

"You can make it work so we can go back to our world?" Ronald interrupted.

While that wasn't exactly Asher's plan, the idea wasn't entirely off the table. It wouldn't hurt to test the portal by teleporting back to his old world before attempting the far more complicated task of reaching the Void.

"Yes,"

Ronald's eyes lit up with a glimr of hope, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long ti. His hands trembled slightly, and the despair etched into his face eased, if only a little.

"Thank you so much!" he knelt, bowing his head deeply in gratitude, his voice trembling with emotion.

"No need to thank ," Asher replied firmly. "Just keep this between us. We can't afford to attract attention."

He paused, glancing toward the door as if ensuring no one overheard. "I'll also make sure the others go easier on you."

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Authors Note: (IMPORTANT)

To avoid violent reactions, Ronald just said, "Partner" . It was just Asher who assud things.