The Demon General Is A Man
A Heavy Invitation
CHAPTER 15: THE HEAVY INVITATION
The door opened with a rumbling sound, and Morgan was thrown into a pitch-black world. But, suddenly, one by one, the crystal lights flashed with a dazzling light, piercing through the darkness that surrounded him. The light illuminated every nook and cranny, revealing the true scene. Morgan was fascinated when he saw the splendor around him, but his gaze was immediately fixed on something that made him feel frightened.
In front of him, satan lined up in various shapes and sizes. Their existence shocked and filled the room with a terrifying presence. However, the main highlight was a huge throne at the end of the room. On the throne, there was a giant figure sitting in a gripping black shadow. Such a powerful aura of evil caused Morgan's body to go limp, and fear crept within him.
Hefei and Frost stood firmly beside the throne, along with two others, one of whom was a woman. A man standing beside Frost stepped forward in front of Morgan. He was wearing black clothes that encircled his body, his eyes were black with a red cornea that exuded an aura of evil. His black robe was surrounded by black smoke floating around him. With a heavy voice, the man began to speak in demonic language,
" Artem lav! " he put his hand on Morgan.
Morgan was confused, not knowing the meaning of the words, but he often heard Asmothia say them.
" Crea salv! "
The man stomped his feet, and suddenly black smoke began to descend from above, attacking Morgan with a mighty force. Morgan's body crashed onto the floor, his head bumped and blood began to flow from his nose. The pressure he felt grew stronger, and his ribs even suffered cracks. The unbearable pain almost made him lose consciousness, but he forced himself to get up. With the last strength, he tried to stand up despite the immense pressure, until he finally knelt down. The cloaked man increased his pressure again, making Morgan who almost managed to stand down fall down again, even spewing blood. Morgan's gaze began to blur, and his eyes slowly closed.
However, suddenly a woman who was near the throne launched a powerful kick at the cloaked man. The man was thrown against the wall with a strong force, until the wall was destroyed. The black smoke began to fade, and the intense pressure finally dissipated. The woman approached Morgan who was on the verge of death, her delicate hand touching her cheek. A bright pink light emanated from his palm, and Morgan's body began to lift into the air. The warmth of that light enveloped his entire body, healing all the wounds he had suffered in an instant.
" Selva, Nyx? " said the cloaked man with an angry tone.
“ Misva, aslvey Thia mon kre vi “ replied the girl.
A heated debate ensued between the woman who had helped Morgan and the cloaked man. Their conversation takes place in a language that Morgan cannot understand, but a mysterious force pervades his body, allowing him to understand their conversation. That power directed his attention to the black shadow figure sitting on the throne, and Morgan could faintly see the evil smile forming on the creature's face.
Morgan felt his hair goosebumps when he saw the face of the creature smiling with a smile filled with evil and greed. Then, there was a loud debate between the two demons that he had understood. While paying attention to the debate, he listened to their conversation.
" Nyx, should we as generals have a higher status than these lowly humans, let alone to the King! " the voice resounded, filled with indisputable arrogance and power.
“ Princess Thia, has given orders to me to protect this human being. Are you going to defy the crown princess? “
Black smoke soared, “ Even so should he kneel before the King! “
“ Didn't you, your majesty didn't say a word? that means this human is indeed innocent, Abyss “
“ Not that time…. “
“ Fuckers! “
In the power of darkness, the Abyss accelerated, emitting black smoke that billowed ferociously. In an instant, he moved with the speed of light towards Nyx. However, before the Abyss could reach its destination, a bright light suddenly descended from left and right, hitting the Abyss' body and producing a violent explosion. The two girls who lead Morgan in the darkness, emerge from the light and stand in front of Nyx, while the Abyss is thrown backwards with a severe wound on his arm.
“ Stop! “
Suddenly, a deafening thunderous voice filled the spacious room. The lights flickered without regularity, creating a tense atmosphere.
Hearing the voice of the black shadow on the throne, everyone in the room simultaneously bent their knees towards the towering throne. Morgan was no exception to kneel down, realizing how strong the pressure of his voice was.
“ Morgan! Do you know who I am? “
“ Ti.. no, I don't know “ Morgan nervous.
“ Did Asmothia not tell you about me? “
Morgan could not think clearly, the sound that was heard made his whole body tremble, “ A. a. I was only told about the Demon King and the general and his army “
“ Are you afraid? “
Morgan was silent, his mouth locked.
“ You, Morgan Wolfe, my weak daughter's servant. I never expected that Asmothia would choose someone like you as her servant. Every time he told a story, it always mentioned a strong and tough servant. Isn't your attitude like this an insult to me? “ The shadow smiled with glowing red eyes.
“ Daughter? so he was Demon King Hellbert? “ said Morgan in his mind
Stand that shadow from his throne, “ Right, I am Hellbert Draconius Vortigernus Infernus Rex Morbithorn Drakarion II, the second Demon King in this kingdom “ Demon King walks ahead of Morgan, the second Demon King in this kingdom, his body that was shrouded in shadows turned human-sized. His all-round armor was covered in gold and the crystal light of adamantite radiated brightly, his face was youthful, eyes were burning red as well as a haughty look, his hair was neatly tied and his side hair was long up to his shoulders.
Morgan was surprised, thinking he had forgotten that the devil could read the hearts and minds of men. Without thinking, spontaneous words came out of his mouth, “ Sorry, Your Excellency Hellbert. I don't mean to insult or disappoint you. I'm just nervous, see great power “
“ Nervous? a nervous man is not worthy of protecting my daughter, from your appearance alone looks so weak and helpless. What can you do? “
Hearing that Morgan immediately remembered his promise to Asmothia, which made him always willing to take care of her. His determination is starting to burn, “ I may not be as great as you would expect, Your Majesty, but I have a sincere loyalty to Asmothia. I will do whatever it takes to protect it “
