"Oh, don't misunderstand," Vertex explained, his voice low. "Those are just Baelthorn's clones. He's not really here. He has the ability to clone himself infinitely, so he uses it to run his business all around the world."
"Clone himself infinitely?" Asher repeated. He really underestimated how powerful these Demon Kings were.
"That's just the rumor," Vertex said with a shrug. "But there are tens of thousands of his clones all over the demon world, so it's not that far-fetched."
(You don't really have to be that shocked. The universe is a vast place. It's not uncommon for so beings to have certain types of powers that are hard to believe,) Pantheon's voice echoed in his head.
Asher replied ntally, a hint of curiosity in his thoughts. "How about ? Do I have so kind of cheat ability too after becoming a dragon?"
Pantheon's chuckled lightly. (Is being able to travel between worlds not enough?)
"I could do that with enough effort and ti," Asher sighed heavily, feeling the familiar hunger for power stir within him.
His new bloodline, ever restless, pushed him toward greater strength, always demanding more.
It was the price he had to pay after becoming a half-dragon.
(You don't have to worry. You'll gain more powerful and insane abilities as you mature and et certain requirents,)
"How about giving a clue?" Asher asked, a hint of impatience showing in his voice.
(Don't be too greedy. You'll learn it when you deserve it,)
Asher controlled his breathing, realizing he wouldn't get any more answers for now.
He was a bit triggered by Baelthorn's abilities, but after a mont of thinking, he cald himself down.
Refocusing his attention on the cockroach demon, Asher pushed the thoughts of power and abilities aside for the ti being.
Vertex's loose mouth made him the perfect candidate to gather information from.
"I'm not interested in joining your group, but I can pay you a lot if you answer so of my questions," Asher offered.
Vertex looked around the room, his sharp eyes scanning the other patrons. Satisfied that no one was listening too closely, he leaned in slightly and replied,
"Let's talk sowhere more private."
Asher gave a brief nod and let the cockroach demon lead the way.
They stepped out of the pub and walked down an alley, turning five corners before reaching a nondescript door. Discover hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire
Vertex opened it, and what greeted them was a room filled with old furniture. The dim lighting revealed dusty shelves and worn chairs—an old office, long forgotten by ti.
"Please co in," Vertex said, gesturing toward the room. "I own this place—well, our old group owns it, but as you heard at the bar, I was the only survivor." He stepped inside, his voice carrying a tinge of bitterness.
Asher could tell that Vertex didn't an to abandon his comrades. The cockroach demon was left with no choice—either run away or die with them.
It wasn't the decision of a coward, but one made out of survival instinct.
Stepping into the room, Asher took a mont to survey his surroundings.
He moved to one of the sofas and sat down, the cushions creaking under his weight. The dim light from a single lamp overhead cast long shadows across the room, giving it a quiet atmosphere.
Vertex lingered by the door for a mont, watching Asher settle in before closing it behind him and then sitting across from him.
"So, what do you want to know, and how do you plan to pay ?"
"Using this," Asher said, reaching into his robe and pulling out a selection of magic items.
The mont he did, Vertex's eyes narrowed, sensing the energy radiating from them.
The items were very valuable—daggers, earrings, pendants, and bracers, each one pulsing with magical power.
Vertex's gaze shifted from the items to Asher, suspicion flickering in the demon's eyes.
There was no way a low-rank demon could have access to such powerful items, let alone give them away for sothing as simple as information.
"A... Are you going to kill ?" Vertex stuttered, his voice filled with unease. He regretted leading a stranger to his ho.
"Why would I do that?" Asher replied casually, his voice calm as he placed the items on the table between them.
"This is a fair exchange. You give information, I give you all these items."
"But..." Vertex trailed off, his eyes flicking nervously between the items and Asher. "These items are too valuable. I don't think I have information that's worth this much."
Asher shook his head slightly. He really didn't care about the items—at least, not as much as Vertex seed to think.
Regardless, now that he showed them, it would be unwise and a hassle to go back on his words.
"Just answer my question."
Vertex nodded hurriedly, a flicker of fear crossing his face. He knew refusing further would likely end badly for him.
"Alright, alright," he muttered, "I'll answer everything." He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, and braced for whatever ca next.
He would answer all question to the best of his ability and hope for the best.
Asher nodded in satisfaction, leaning back in his seat, his eyes never leaving Vertex.
"First off, I want to know if Lucy Morningstar is currently in the city right now."
"Lucy Morningstar, you an the ruler of this place?" Vertex clarified.
"That's right," Asher confird with a nod.
It took a couple of seconds for the demon to answer. "I think so. There's a big event tomorrow, so not just her—her fiancee is here too."
"Fiancee?" Asher's voice changed, his aura turning colder as he leaned in.
His dragon bloodline stirred sothing deeper within him—not just greed, but possessiveness.
Dragons were known to be territorial creatures, and the idea of soone else claiming what he consider his only added fuel to the fire.
The atmosphere in the room shifted. The air thickened with Asher's presence, and for a brief mont, the room felt oppressive, like the walls were closing in.
Vertex trembled, unable to ignore the gnawing feeling that this wasn't just any demon across from him—he was face-to-face with soone far more dangerous, soone whose power could crush him in an instant.
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