Chapter 236 |
“Hehe, you don't understand the value of this human at all. You will only ruin my precious specimen.”
Artis laughed twice, walked up to Dekan step by step, and said coldly as she looked at him.
She now found this little succubus particularly ridiculous.
So ignorant as to dare to talk back to her.
If not for having to abide by their agreement, she would have wanted to just drive away this succubus she found so disgusting.
But now, she had to give the little succubus a fair chance to challenge her.
“Tsk, I'm not going to kill him. I've always been kind-hearted.”
Dekan glanced at Morion, a look that made Morion feel uncomfortable all over, and he averted his gaze.
“Treating him as food or a slave, is that it? On the lower levels, you might not even be able to protect yourself. Once you encounter danger, a human is nothing more than your cannon fodder.”
“I won't let him die. What right do you have to talk to me? When his research value is exhausted, won't you kill him?”
Dekan did not back down at all, retorting with a cold smile and his hands on his hips.
“No, I never kill humans, nor have I ever harmed humans. That is the difference between you and me.”
“Heh, I could say I'm a human too, would you believe me?”
…
The two demons went back and forth, their anger gradually rising.
If they continued to argue, they might not be able to stop themselves from fighting.
But they both knew they couldn't fight.
So their anger had no outlet, and the more they argued, the more aggressive their words became.
Morion sat on the sofa, his scalp tingling as he listened.
How the hell did this argument even start?
Morion didn't know why Dekan had suddenly gotten so worked up.
But upon careful thought.
Morion realized it was probably because "calling Dekan a demon" made Dekan very unhappy.
Furthermore.
Artis was already annoyed with Dekan from the start.
Or perhaps their personalities were just such that they would never back down and were bound to argue if they met.
So they started arguing.
“You two, stop arguing.”
He finally couldn't help but interrupt the two demons' argument.
Morion felt very strange.
Why would a male human one day have to mediate an argument between two female demons?
If this was also called a Shura field, it was too bizarre.
Wait…
It seems it's not two females, one of them is a male demon in disguise.
Even weirder.
Hiss…
Dekan seems to be a human, right?
Morion, who was usually so logical, felt a little confused at this moment.
Although he had always believed that one should assume other people's race and gender based on their own thoughts.
But he couldn't say for sure what Dekan was now.
If he were given a death-choice question now, asking him to judge Dekan's name, race, or gender, he would rather die than guess.
However, when the arguing figures heard Morion's voice.
Artis & Dekan: “You shut up!!”
The two voices came out almost in unison.
It stunned Morion.
He couldn't help but feel fortunate now that he had managed to trick Artis before Dekan arrived.
Otherwise, when Dekan met Artis, they would definitely fight to the death.
And he would be forced to face this 8th-rank great demon together with Dekan.
He really would rather die than do that.
No sane person would want to deal with an 8th-rank demon.
And according to what he knew, Artis was very difficult to deal with.
Her frontal combat power might be far inferior to other 8th-rank Wardens.
But for two support-type players like Dekan and Morion who liked to play dirty, a knowledgeable, rational demon who was good at spells like Artis was actually harder to deal with.
However, Artis and Dekan seemed to be done arguing.
“Since you say you understand humans well, that's perfect. If you want to take a prisoner from the fourth level, the content will be related to human studies. I hope you can win as you said.”
Artis said.
She, who had almost no expression before, was now looking at Dekan with complete disdain.
“Hehe, human studies? You think you can beat me? Then let's give it a try!”
Dekan found it simply absurd and laughable.
Although he had learned a little about it at the Demon Academy, that demons would study a comprehensive course called human studies.
But.
He was a human himself!
How could he not beat a demon?!
If he lost this, wouldn't he lose face throughout the Central Kingdoms along with the broadcast range?
He might as well just write "I am a demon" on his back from now on!
This was a matter of dignity; he absolutely could not lose.
“How exactly do we compete?”
Dekan asked.
Dekan couldn't wait to see the look of defeat on Artis' face.
He was sure that this female demon wouldn't fight him for the time being.
Artis was a reasonable, alternative kind of demon.
And she was too obsessed with being reasonable.
Perhaps she could even achieve harmonious coexistence with humans.
Even if her attitude towards humans was twisted.
The friendliness she showed Morion was not because she saw humans as friends, but as livestock or experimental subjects.
But compared to other demons, she was much better.
Dekan found it hard to define her as good or evil.
The urge to beat her was purely because he felt Artis deserved a beating, not the kind of feeling of wanting to torture a villain.
For this kind of person.
Dekan didn't have much desire to torture her.
More than that, he wanted to defeat her soundly!
Artis waved her hand lightly, and a row of books on the wall seemed to have heard her summons, coming to her hand in response to the pull of her magic.
Then she waved her hand again, and the row of books stood neatly on her spacious long table.
Upon closer inspection, these were not books.
But boxes containing documents.
Artis began to speak:
“This is the assessment for the fourth level. We will compete in knowledge, best of three. Both you and the prisoner you want to take with you can choose to challenge me.”
Hearing Artis' words, Dekan and Morion exchanged a glance.
The competition on this level was no longer a martial contest, but a literary one!
Although Artis was a demon who had lived for a thousand years and was knowledgeable, even a great human scholar from the real world might not dare to accept a literary contest in human studies with her.
But Dekan glanced at the subjects.
As someone who had hidden his true identity as a human.
He held an advantage that Artis could not possess.
There were subjects where Artis had almost no chance of winning against him!
For example, 【Human Ethics】!
After Dekan and Morion exchanged glances and nodded to each other, they couldn't help but smile.
Suddenly, there was a feeling of brothers who had gone through thick and thin together, meeting again with a smile that wiped away all grudges.
With the two of them joining forces, victory was certain!
Although according to Artis, the two of them couldn't cooperate and cheat in the exam.
But they could take turns.
Their strengths were slightly different.
So they were allowed to be teammates. The already solid literary contest was now like a sleeping dragon meeting a phoenix chick.