Novel Full Chapter 877 DON’T TOUCH MY SPAWNS
Chapter 877 DON’T TOUCH MY SPAWNS
DRYSTAN’S heart broke while watching Vitu kiss Princess Neoma and Commander Yoan goodnight.
He didn’t mean to spy on the family’s intimate final moment.
It was just his job to collect Vitu’s soul after the Imperial Princess and the Divine Lord entered their Eternal Slumber, hence he needed to see what was happening inside the Eternal Flame’s domain.
[But this isn’t something I should be watching.]
Seeing Vitu kiss his “sleeping” parents’ foreheads almost made Drystan burst into tears, so he immediately turned off the screening device.
[My spawns have left the world before me for good…]
Princess Neoma and Commander Yoan were both his precious children.
Drystan guided the two in the first timeline.
Then, when Princess Neoma and Commander Yoan were “exiled” to the Eternal Flame’s domain, he watched the two build their small but happy family with Vitu. He never took his eyes off his spawns.
After all, Drystan wanted his children to be happy.
[At least, I know that Princess Neoma and Commander Yoan left the world together.]
Ah, he felt like crying again.
“My king, we have a problem.”
Drystan, who just had barely stopped himself from crying, turned to Iris. “What happened?”
“The Ancient Devil has entered the Underworld.”
“What?”
“According to the spies that we planted in the Underworld, the Ancient Devil arrived with the female Silver Fox that brought an army of undead Silver Foxes.”
Those were the crows.
[Then…?]
“That damned old pathetic bastard joined hands with Helstor this time.”
“With Helstor?” Iris asked, surprised. “Not Callisto de Luca?”
“A conservative like Callisto de Luca has nothing to offer to the peculiar Ancient Devil who wants nothing else in the world but to relieve his boredom. He’ll find Callisto de Luca’s narrow-mindedness boring,” Drystan said, huffing. “You see, the Ancient Devil has the attention span of a child. He can’t die even if he wants to, so he tries to find a new purpose in life every day. But he gets bored easily. The last time he found something that caught interest was when Yoan asked him to turn back time.”
“Is that why the Ancient Devil is so invested in Princess Neoma and the Divine Lord?”
“Who knows? Even though I’ve known that old pathetic bastard for centuries now, I still can’t figure out how he thinks,” Drystan said, sighing. “Anyway, I’m going up.”
Iris’ eyes widened in surprise. “You’ll die if you fight the Ancient Devil, my king.”
“I appreciate your unwavering faith in me, Iris,” he said sarcastically, then he clicked his tongue. “Just how weak do you think I am? I’m still a god, you know?”
“But I haven’t seen you pick up your weapon in centuries, my king.”
Uhm, yeah.
There was nothing or no one to fight in Hell. Moreover, he had been buried with paperworks ever since he was crowned the king in that place.
Even so…
“I can’t let the Ancient Devil get in the way of my spawns,” Drystan said determinedly. “I won’t let the little princess and the divine lord suffer in this timeline.”
“Will you be fine, my king?” Iris asked worriedly. “You’ve only held a pen for the past centuries. Moreover, you don’t even work out. The closest thing to exercise that you’ve done in the past years was taking a walk with Lord Vitu. I’m worried that you might crack your bones as soon as you arrive in the Underworld…”
[This woman is really testing my patience…]
“Stop nagging me and open our communication devices,” he said. “We need to inform Trevor Kesser of what’s happening.”
“Trevor Kesser?” Iris asked curiously. “Is it because it’s his house?”
“He shouldn’t get distracted,” Drystan said, looking up at the “sky” above them. “Trevor Kesser must only focus on gathering the ingredients needed for the little princess’ revival.”
***
<“I’M SORRY, but I’m not returning to the palace, Your Imperial Majesty.”>
To say that Nikolai was shocked by Trevor’s response would be an understatement.
Even Melvin Lucchesi and Geoffrey Kinsley, who was in his office with him, were obviously shocked.
It took them a while to contact Trevor through an audio communication device.
And as soon as they got a hold of him…
“Have you gone mad, Trevor Kesser?” Nikolai growled at the demon. “I know that you only follow Neoma’s orders. However, you should also know that if something bad happens to Hanna, then Neoma will get mad at us.”
<“Don’t worry, Your Imperial Majesty. The Crown Princess will be fine. I just received a message from the King of Hell.”>
“The King of Hell?”
<“Yes, Your Imperial Majesty. The King of Hell informed me that he’ll personally rescue the Crown Princess. He wants me to focus on my task since reviving Princess Neoma comes first.”>
He was relieved to hear that.
Even so, he was still worried.
<“But I know it’s hard to entrust Princess Hanna’s safety to a stranger. Hence, I already sent the demon cat there. He’s an expert in trespassing my territory using sly tricks.”>
The ‘demon cat?’
“Ah,” Nikolai said when he realized who Trevor was talking about. “You must be talking about Gin, the humanoid cat.”
***
DRYSTAN clicked his tongue when he arrived at Trevor Kesser’s mansion and realized how grave the situation was.
The Ancient Devil almost succeeded in stabbing Hanna Quinzel with a poisonous rose.
He stomped his foot on the floor, then snapped his fingers to pull Hanna Quinzel away from the Ancient Devil.
Then he stood protectively in front of the Crown Princess.
[I’m glad I decided to come here in person.]
Drystan clicked his tongue again while giving the Ancient Devil a look of pure disapproval. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size, you pathetic old bastard?”
“Drystan?” the Ancient Devil looked surprised when he recognized him. “What is the King of Hell doing here?”
“What do you think?”
The Ancient Devil laughed while crushing the blue rose in his hand. “Are you so bored that you decided to come up here and play with me?”
“Who would want to play with an old bastard like you?”
“Hey, we’re the same age.”
“You’re a century older than me, old man.”
“It’s just a century– don’t overreact.”
Drystan clicked his tongue again, annoyed that he was having a stupid small talk with the bastard. “Are you here to stop the little princess from getting revived?”
“Are you stupid? I want nothing else in the world but to see Princess Neoma alive and kicking again.”
“Then you’re here to kill the Crown Princess?”
“Well, I suppose killing her is one way to stop her from returning to the outside world.”
Ah.
So, the Ancient Devil’s goal was to keep Hanna Quinzel in the Underworld.
[I want to quickly send the Crown Princess to the outside world, but it won’t be easy since the Ancient Devil has blocked all the portals here.]
Hence, for now…
“Hanna Quinzel, I’m sorry but I can’t send you back to the palace yet,” Drystan said, stomping his feet on the ground again. “For now, we have to survive while waiting for reinforcements.”
He then snapped his fingers before the Crown Princess could even respond.
And, just like that, Hanna Quinzel disappeared.
The Ancient Devil laughed at Drystan’s futile attempt to send Hanna Quinzel somewhere else. “Is that it? You only sent the Crown Princess to the front yard.”
“Well, as long as Hanna Quinzel is away from you, she’ll be safe,” Drystan said, pulling out his two white riffles that appeared out of thin air. He immediately grabbed his big guns and didn’t hesitate to fire rapidly at the Ancient Devil. “Now, let my bullets speak for me.”
***
“LEWIS, don’t bother!”
Huh?
Lewis was surprised when two “children” appeared in front of him.
Although it had been years since he last saw the two, he would never forget them because the two used to bully him.
[And Princess Neoma saved me from these kids.]
“It’s me, Byron Thompson!”
“It’s me, Harry Alberts!”
Yes, those were the fake identities of the noble children who used to bully him when he was a kid. 𝗼𝐯𝗹．𝐞𝘁
Byron Thompson and Harry Alberts were actually…
“H1 and H2?” Lewis asked, confused. “Aren’t you the Helldog with two heads that Princess Neoma raised before?”
The two children answered at the same time.
“Yes, that’s us!”
Lewis felt weird looking at the two children in disguise. “I see. Princess Neoma will be glad that you’re still alive. But why are you here?”
“We’re here to let you know that the King of Hell saved Princess Hanna!”
“So, don’t worry about the Crown Princess.”
“It’s impossible,” Lewis said, his voice almost a whisper. “I can never not worry about Princess Hanna.”
The two children only tilted their heads in confusion.
“Lewis!”
Hmm?
Lewis looked up and was surprised when he saw Hanna falling from the sky. He automatically opened his arms in an attempt to catch her.
[Why is there an angel in the Underworld?]
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