Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 1869: Not Easy

While Natalya entered the resting room as though her head was hurting, Davis left the Alstreim Family’s area and headed towards the Thousand Pill Palace’s seating area, where Dalila Leehan was also just heading back.

Tanya Frostblight, who was also returning after the battle had ended, looked dumbfounded as she slowed down, glancing at the spectacle that ensued as she landed on the Alstreim Family’s seating area.

On the other hand, Dalila Leehan froze mid-air on seeing Davis enter her power.

Davis casually invaded their space as he landed on their zone with his hands behind his back, panning his gaze as he saw everyone become stiff.

Ancestor Krane Parazen’s lips twitched, making him and everyone else wonder why the Emperor of Death carried his shoes here. However, one person hurriedly rushed to him and deeply bowed.

“Oh yes. You are Yahu. Dalila Leehan’s protector.” Davis smiled as he looked at the middle-aged man.

It caused Yahu to become moved that he looked at Davis with wide eyes before fumblingly bowing again.

“This old deacon is honored to have his name remembered by the Emperor of Death.”

Davis shook his head as though it was nothing.

“Did you make any improvements after you ate my Enlightened Martial Surge Pill that increased your Body Tempering Cultivation to Martial Master Stage?”

“Uh, embarrassingly, I couldn’t make any improvements. However, young miss Dalila Leehan has still treated me well.”

“I see.”

Davis couldn’t help but smile at that subtle input. However, he could see that Dalila Leehan was a woman whom he could approve of, taking care of her elders as she should rightfully be instead of cruelly forsaking them.

“Mhm, are you not going to ask why I’m here?”

“This old deacon does not dare ask questions.”

Davis pursed his lips, wondering if someone would initiate a conversation with him as the content was just too sensitive. After all, he was convinced that some people were going to be big mad with his move today.

“Next, Claire Alstreim and Nora Alstreim…”

The next match’s youths were announced at this moment, garnering many people’s attention as they swirled away from the Emperor of Death’s strange action. Ancestor Krane Parazen used this chance to carry his foot through the air and land beside Davis elegantly. However, there was some kind of innate respect embedded in his movements towards Davis.

“Emperor of Death, my Thousand Pill Palace is graced by your presence. However, we don’t understand for what reason your eminence has visited us.”

Ancestor Krane Parazen’s tone indicated that he was the inferior person when he opened his mouth and spoke. It caused Davis to inwardly sigh at the older people treating him with respect, respect to his strength, making him once again learn that although age was a factor, in front of strength, it was still a lesser factor, not worthy unless the other party was one’s ancestor.

“There’s no need to be alarmed. I’m not here as the Emperor of Death. I’m here as a friend who wants to save a friend from selling herself to debt in the name of marriage.”

Ancestor Krane Parazen’s cheeks twitched as he instantly knew that it was because of Dalila Leehan. That lass didn’t keep this matter a secret?

“This… I’m exhilarated to hear such a thing, but can I know who it might be exactly?”

“Ancestor Krane Parazen.” Davis’s expression became amused, “We both know that you are not dumb, so why do you actually want to play dumb in front of me?”

Ancestor Krane Parazen reacted with a wry smile.

“Emperor of Death. A Blood Soul Contract binds me, and I can’t do anything unless the other party retracted it.”

“What?” Davis’s brows went wide in doubt, “You went ahead and mortgaged your own head as a liability to secure Dalila Leehan’s future?”

Ancestor Krane Parazen paused before he nodded his head.

“That is there too, but it is mostly securing a future for the Thousand Pill Palace. Her marriage agreement goes hand in hand with an even more big deal that is still a secret. If we were to dare to go against our words, then chaos would ensue in our relationship as well as destabilize our network of pill markets, which would have a big effect on the growth of the human race against the Calamity Light.”

By the end, Ancestor Krane Parazen’s voice was strained and almost on the level of pleading.

‘Mhm? This doesn’t seem like an easy matter anymore…’

Davis pursed his lips in exasperation.

He reorganized his thoughts and became even more convinced that he wouldn’t make people big mad but mad crazy into attacking him that there might possibly be bloodshed.

“I don’t care.” In the end, Davis had enough of caring about other people’s trouble, “I’m saving her from the position of a friend. If the Glorious Pill Palace agrees to settle this through wealth, fine by me. However, if they refuse to hand her over, then there would be bloodshed because Dalila Leehan is unwilling.”

“What? Dalila Leehan said that she is willing.”

While Ancestor Krane Parazen looked perplexed.

However, Davis came by his side and wrapped his arm around his shoulder as though asserting dominance.

“My pal Krane. Have you heard of the term ‘signed under duress’? It doesn’t count, at least, in my opinion.”

Ancestor Krane Parazen’s expression became constipated as he felt the invisible pressure.

“Emperor of Death, please don’t make this difficult for us…” In the end, his tone sounded pleading.

“Look, I’m not trying to make it difficult for you or anyone here. Let’s just ask Dalila Leehan herself, okay?”

As though he was the bigger person, Davis adopted a convincing tone and gestured towards the side. It was at the same moment that Dalila Leehan slowly landed slightly away from them, looking nervous while slightly panicking in her heart, wondering why Davis was here.

Did Nora already tell him? That was so quick! He had just come back, but he was already put up to this?

Somehow, it made her feel honored and delighted!

“Alright…”

Ancestor Krane Parazen nodded after a few moments of hesitation before he flew towards Dalila Leehan and asked.

“Top Disciple Dalila Leehan. Are you unwilling to fulfill your promises that weighs on the future of the Thousand Pill Palace?”

‘Oye, the right question is whether she is willing to marry into the Glorious Pill Palace or not. Don’t twist the question into making her bear something more than what she agreed to.’

Davis almost rolled his eyes as he inwardly commented but didn’t interfere as he watched Dalila Leehan’s reaction as he was also interested. If she couldn’t even say that she was unwilling now despite him reaching out a helping hand, it was then time for him to turn around and walk away.

Dalila Leehan seemed to be stumped by the question. However, she didn’t lower her head but looked decisive, her eyes gleaming with determination. All that she used to mull over had already been resolved in the time she stayed back, not going out to battle along with the others in the first round.

“I, Dalila Leehan, do not go back on my words. However, it seems like-“

“Dalila, my dear. I’ve brought apothecaries to treat your injuries. Where are you?”

Suddenly, a man wearing luxurious golden robes emerged from the inner layer of the battle arena along with two other women who seemed to be apothecaries and looked around, searching for the person he called out.

When his gaze fell on Dalila Leehan, he smiled and took a step forward but then, his expression froze, his pupils dilated as he saw the Emperor of Death beside her.