Chapter 1765 - Good Luck Or Bad Luck

Everyone looked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

"Alex!"

Westin jumped up from his chair.

The various representatives were all shocked. Although Alex had returned months ago and appeared at Rodu, he had never shown his face in public, and was very secretive in his movements, which made him difficult to track.

Today, just when they were still puzzled as to why Alex was not around, he arrived.

Josh turned back stiffly to look at Alex, who had walked through the door. He had an unnatural expression, and his eyes darted around.

Richard stood up cautiously with the same expression as he stood beside Josh with his magic caster's staff in his hand.

Alex was undoubtedly the scariest opponent in close combat. No one could escape his sword in a two-meter range, much less a mere magic caster like Richard.

"You haven't changed at all after so many years," Dracula said in astonishment as he looked at Alex.

"Uncle, can you defeat him now?" Camilla asked curiously.

"No," Dracula said truthfully.

"You're the ancestor now!"

"Benson still got hacked in one blow." Dracula shrugged with resignation, and said, "Some people are born unreasonably."

"You're a coward with a legitimate excuse." Camilla nodded. She glanced at Irina. So is she.

Is this Big Sister Irina's man? He's so handsome!!! Connie could not help but make heart-shaped eyes. She had heard legends about Alex since she was young. Even if the orcs were not on good terms with the Roth Empire, that did not affect their respect for Alex.

Father said that he was a human and opponent worthy of respect.

However, her gaze was quickly captured by the figure in Alex's hand.

That's… Big Brother? Connie bit her lip. Irina had already mentioned this to her yesterday. Ferdinand did not die, and would appear in today's meeting as an important witness to the existence of the devil. However, now that she'd seen the frail and skinny Ferdinand, Connie still could help but feel upset.

Ferdinand? Wasn't he dead? Auster was equally shocked. Irina used the Holy Light to purify Ferdinand, who had sold his soul to the devil, causing his plans to be wrecked. He thought that Ferdinand was already dead, and did not expect to see him here once again.

"Alex, long time no see." Josh looked at Alex. His voice was a little hoarse, and although he tried his best to produce a smile, he could not squeeze one out no matter how.

Even if three years had passed, he still felt the immense pressure when once again faced with this man whom he had once pulled down from the peak.

Mag swung Ferdinand to the ground as he calmly told Josh, "You didn't kill me back then. That's being too full of yourself."

"Perhaps this was a misunderstanding." Josh could feel the deathly aura. He subconsciously took half a step back. His throat was so parched he could barely make a sound.

"Heh, misunderstanding?" Mag smiled. This Second Prince is rather humorous.

"Yes. We can resolve this misunderstanding at any time. You are the Roth Empire's general, and the empire needs you now." Josh readjusted himself very quickly. He stood up straight, and looked at Mag cautiously as he said, "Father mentioned that as long as you were willing to return, you would be the Roth Empire's marshal. Above all but one."

Mag looked at Josh who had regained composure. This second prince was indeed good at mind games. He was much stronger psychologically compared to Sean. He could even gloss over a life-and-death vengeance casually with a mistake, and quickly move on to recruitment.

The various representatives all had their motives. The representatives who had taken part in the assassination on that rainy night all averted their gazes at the moment, afraid to meet Alex's eyes. No one would end up well after trifling with this killer.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you today." Mag glanced at Josh. He turned to look at Michael, and said, "Sir, I've brought him over to you."

Josh heaved a sigh of relief silently. He suddenly realized that his back and palms were already soaked in perspiration. After sensing his fear of Alex, he became frustrated. How could he, the mighty second prince, be like this, if not that he was unable to defeat him?

This fellow?! However, before Josh could think further, his gaze was drawn by Ferdinand, who was lying on the ground. A hint of devilish red glow flashed past his eyes. It's a familiar aura! Could he also be…

"Hm?!" Irina looked at Josh. For a split second just now, she seemed to have detected a hit of devilish aura. However, Ferdinand was lying just beside Josh, and it might be that the devilish aura on the former had yet to be completely dispelled.

"This is?" The various representatives all looked at the scrawny youth lying on the ground with bewilderment. Who could this person be that Alex had to personally bring him over?

"Thank you." Michael nodded. He stood up, and said in a resonating voice, "Everyone, the reason for inviting all of you here today, other than to talk about renewing the peace accord, was most importantly to let all of you in on an urgent matter that concerns the survival of each and every race!

"The Roth Empire and forest trolls might have their own thoughts, but what each race on the Norland Continent urgently needs to solve is not the reallocation of territories, but a terrifying existence."

Josh's eyes darted around quickly. He looked away from Ferdinand, but deep inside, he was utterly flustered.

He could ascertain that this person had gotten that same thing that he did. But how did he end up like this? And why did he appear on this occasion?

"A terrifying existence? What's that?" the dwarf representative asked.

Everyone looked at Michael curiously. The representatives sent out by the strongest races on the Norland Continent had all gathered here. The top three of the giant dragons were also seated here. What could be considered a terrifying existence to them?

"It's the devil. A group of devils who had survived from ancient times till now. You could also call them the Great Old Ones. They are very powerful, and could not be killed. They also have a scary ability to bewitch a person," Michael said.

"Devil?"

The various representatives were all bewildered and confused.

"The devils would bewitch individuals to make them offer them their soul. After that, the devil would control the individuals to make them kill each other, turning this world into a living hell," Michael explained patiently. "I know that all of you might not be able to accept this at the moment. Therefore, I've asked Alex to bring this youth, who had offered his soul to the devil, here. He is Ferdinand, the son of Isaiah from the Falk Tribe. Just a month ago at the conferring ceremony, he was exposed by Irina's Holy Light, showing that he had swapped souls with the devil, and was cleansed by the Holy Light. Back then, Chief Auster and Chief Connie were at the scene. They can stand witness to this."

Everyone turned to look at Auster and Connie. Such explosive news was a little beyond their range of acceptance.

"He was once my closest brother, but he was bewitched by the devil to kill all my kin, including himself." Connie took out her grandmother's diary with pain in her eyes. "My grandmother had her guesses about that, but she still fell into evil hands. The devil killed them all."

Although Auster was unhappy that Irina had foiled his plans, he did sense a shiver down his spine upon recalling Ferdinand's creepy performance. He hesitated for a while before nodding, and saying, "I was there on that day. Ferdinand was not behaving like a normal orc. Also, he did have a scary aura on him. It was not just powerful, but also as depressing as an abyss."

"The Devil King will still descend. You fellows will all have to die… all have to die…" Ferdinand, who was lying on the ground, suddenly twisted around in an attempt to stand up. He screeched, and his eyes were glowing with a bright red light. With a mighty kick, Mag subdued him and made him fall back to the ground.

Ferdinand's strange behavior, together with Connie and Auster's statements, made the other representatives feel as though they had fallen into an icy hole.

A terrifying existence was suddenly thrown to them.

"Perhaps… he was just triggered. We would always have a few of these looneys buried every year," the goblin representative said.

Everyone's eyes lit up. That was not impossible.

"I know that everyone might not believe it, so I invited the Hairless Monk back with the intention of getting him to tell you about what happened to the Urba Tribe a century ago." Michael looked at Rex.

The Urba Tribe's case shook the entire continent. Many of those present knew something about the case, and had even gone to the scene to take a look. Recalling that already made them feel like throwing up.

Back then, the conclusion of the case was that the Hairless Monk slaughtered them for revenge. However, there were still many questions unanswered. Therefore, Rex was sent to Bastie Prison.

Everyone heard that he had left Bastie Prison a while ago, and had become the master of the new chief of the Falk Tribe.

"That night, I was on the way to the Urba Tribe, indeed to take revenge on them for bullying my mother and me. However, I merely wanted to teach a few of those that left a deep impression on me a lesson. But the moment I reached the tribe…" Rex recounted what he saw that night.

The creepy ritual, the hysterical orcs of the Urba Tribe, the cannibalistic slaughtering… the horrifying scenes flashed past everyone's head as Rex described what happened. Everyone's face grew pale slowly, and they shook from fear.

Those who had been to the Urba Tribe to take a look could not help but feel nauseous. They finally knew how the creepy wounds on the corpses came about. It was not a one-sided massacre, but a chaotic and hysterical scene of orcs tearing each other apart.

No sentient race could be capable of something so scary…

"The devil bewitched them, and made them kill themselves." Rex finished his account calmly. A drop of cold sweat trickled down his cheek. One could tell that he was actually not calm inside from the protruding veins caused by him clenching his fists too tightly.

It was dead silent in the restaurant. Everyone was flustered.

"I'm not sure we're in good luck or bad luck to have found the devil that was sealed, but the seal is about to lose its effectiveness," Michael said solemnly.