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Chapter 700: Backstabbing "Good Brothers"
Chapter 700: Backstabbing "Good Brothers"
Beatrice, the Elven Sword Saint, also known as the "God of War," was naturally much stronger than an ordinary person.
But if her opponent was a wall-hanging like Shadow, not only would she be unable to defeat her, but she also lacked the means to even make Shadow take her seriously.
Just as Night City had the power to grant Alpha and her companions, they also had a way to counter it.
The 'Demon Possessed' were cursed by the demon Diabloros, and those with closer ties to the bloodline of the Three Heroes were more susceptible to becoming Demon Possessed.
The trigger mechanism for the Demon Possessed was unknown, as Clara had been afflicted at a very young age, while Roze had only recently been cursed in the sewers.
Beatrice, being Alpha's aunt and a spitting image of Aurelius, was undoubtedly a Demon Possessed, but her powers were likely suppressed.
So, Night City first artificially triggered the curse within Beatrice and then allowed her to absorb that power.
Finally, they generously granted her a significant portion of their own mana and some elven secrets obtained from Aurelius' soul fragments.
As Beatrice stood up from her half-crouched position, drenched in sweat, and looked at her hands again, her expression was filled with disbelief.
If she hadn't experienced it herself, she would never have imagined that she had undergone such a transformation in just a few minutes! The mana within her surged like a raging river, and for a Demon Swordsman, power was crucial, not just in swordsmanship but also in mana.
Beatrice could confidently say that she could now defeat her former self five times over! With such strength, one could only imagine the might of Night City, who had made her so powerful.
However, just as Beatrice was about to thank Night City, she realized that the figure who had been standing before her was nowhere to be found.
"Shadow... I will defeat you and save my niece and our clan!"
After causing Sid some trouble, Night City's mood, which had been less than pleasant, improved significantly.
We're all good brothers, so it's not fair for me to be the only one having a hard time while you're driving a Land Rover.
On the other side, Sid silently observed the argument between Alekxia and Senior Roze, recording everything with his 'Recording Magic.'
These past few days, Clara had returned to her countryside estate, apparently planning to bring their mother to the capital to discuss her marriage with Night City.
Night City and Clara had grown up together, and their families had long intended for them to marry. However, the capital was filled with seductive vixens, and even Clara felt overwhelmed.
Initially, there was only Alekxia and Roze, but now many nobles had set their sights on Night City's promising future.
In the capital, Clara found herself isolated and without support, as her younger brother was useless and couldn't help. So, she had no choice but to return home for reinforcements.
Night City's cheap father, Baron Gais, had doted on her since childhood, treating her like a daughter.
Clara's mother and Lady Medusa were also close friends, so she believed that bringing them to the capital would give her the upper hand, at least securing the position of the Empress Consort.
Sid added another precious recording to his collection, anticipating an even more exciting bloodbath when Night City's family arrived.
"My foolish Onesan, you're about to lose your family to them.
And you're going back to seek help from your parents, unaware that their parents are offering the throne as a dowry.
"Two 'good brothers' were both plotting to backstab each other. Sid was thinking about when his sister Clara would return to the capital, as he wanted to show her his collection.
Now with the evidence in hand, his Recording Magic had both sound and image. Even if Night City was as silver-tongued as ever, this time, he was determined to make blood flow like a river.
As for Night City, he was wondering when Beatrice would be able to find Shadow.
If Alpha were there at that time, things would get even more interesting.
On one side was his aunt, and on the other was the person he admired. Moreover, his aunt regarded Shadow as a succubus, which would undoubtedly make for an intriguing scene.
'What's going on today? Why are there suddenly so many people looking for me, and they all happen to be quite capable, yet I don't recognize any of them.'
Night City, who was initially thinking about whether he should step in to help when Beatrice fought Shadow, had just walked into an alley when he noticed a figure slowly appearing behind him.
The person was a knight with lilac hair, and they didn't bother to conceal their aura.
Although Night City had noticed them early on, he didn't sense any killing intent or hostility from them. To avoid a misunderstanding like the one with Beatrice, he chose not to acknowledge their presence.
It wasn't until the person had followed him for several hundred meters that Night City realized they were looking for him, which was why they had deliberately entered the deserted alley.
'Night City Omega, the genius Mage Swordsman of the Midgar Kingdom, the human powerhouse who defeated the Elf Hero in the Holy Land, and the one chosen by the Holy Sword.
I am Modred, of the Diabloros Sect, the ninth seat of the Round Table Knights. I wonder if you would be interested in discussing a collaboration?'
Just like with Beatrice, Night City had previously hidden himself, but Modred's search was also in vain.
He had temporarily left the capital and returned to Olyana to make new arrangements.
But just as he was about to depart, a burst of mana that even he found heart-pounding erupted from the God of War Festival arena.
And when he arrived there, he happened to see Night City leaving the arena.
'The Diabloros Sect? The mastermind behind the capital riot and the Demon Incident. I don't have any favorable impressions of you. What makes you think I would collaborate with you?'
Although he had anticipated this and Epsilon had warned him that the Cult was targeting him, Night City hadn't expected their audacity to be so great that they would dare to approach him directly.
The name Modred did remind Night City of a certain rebellious knight, and it confirmed his suspicion that the so-called 'Round Table Knights' might indeed be operating according to the Celtic Myth system.
Killing Modred was an option, but they were currently in the bustling capital.
Night City preferred to engage in conversation for now, hoping to extract more useful intelligence from Modred.
'You are too naive, my lord. Undeniably, there have been conflicts and contradictions between you and our Cult in the past.
But in the end, we are not in a clear opposition, are we? There's no doubt that you are an exceptional knight. But how has the capital and the Midgar Kingdom, which you protect with your life, repaid you? If you join our Diabloros Sect, with your strength, you can immediately obtain a position equal to or even higher than mine. What is there to hesitate about?'"
(End of Chapter)
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