0.0000001% Demon King - 0DK Chapter 47: The Masterless Ones (3) (Part 2)
“I dare say, there is no one who knows more than I do. Trading information with me… Fine. Let’s hear it.”
“At least listen. Have I ever disappointed you?”
Karos spoke leisurely. Bathesia stared at him in a daze.
‘He’s different.’
Even as a ruler, she couldn’t speak up before Neviros, but Karos maintained his composure and spoke his mind. He stood confidently before the former Great Demon King, expressing his views.
‘Is this really Karos?’
Bathesia watched Karos with a peculiar look. Unaware of her gaze, Karos continued.
“The former Sun God’s hero, Sinclair Sechriad. Do you know where she is?”
“The Sun God’s hero. The strongest human on the surface.”
Neviros murmured Sinclair’s name.
“When you caused trouble at the Sun God’s sanctuary, it was said she denied her god and disappeared. Beyond that, even I do not know.”
“I know where she is.”
“Oh?”
A smile crept onto Neviros’s face.
“W-wait.”
Bathesia, realizing Karos’s intentions, grabbed his collar.
“Karos, that’s…”
It wasn’t known to the demons that Sinclair was with him. If it was revealed, she could be branded a traitor and hunted by the demons, which was why Lillis hadn’t disclosed it.
“It’s okay.”
But Karos held Bathesia’s hand.
“I can tell this old man.”
“Why… Why do you keep calling Sir Neviros an old man! Show some respect!”
“It’s fine. It’s a title I accepted long ago.”
“L-long ago?”
Bathesia’s eyes widened.
“Since when…”
“Since this child first set foot in the Demon Realm. It’s a nostalgic memory now.”
“Set foot in the Demon Realm?”
Bathesia wanted to ask more about the difference in phrasing from “born,” but Karos interrupted their conversation.
“Enough with the unnecessary talk.”
“I see.”
Neviros nodded as if understanding.
“They don’t know.”
“Do they need to?”
“If that is your decision. Now, back to the point. Information about Sinclair is indeed worth trading.”
Neviros, residing in the Demon Realm, had limited information about the surface world. He knew the general situation but not Sinclair’s whereabouts or if she was truly abandoned by her god.
“Simply saying she fled or went north wouldn’t be enough. I need concrete information about her location and condition for it to be a proper trade.”
Neviros smirked wickedly.
“Do you have such information?”
“I do.”
Karos replied immediately. Neviros was momentarily speechless.
“…I thought you would retreat, but you stand firm. Do you really know?”
“Of course.”
“Is the conversation over?”
Growing impatient, Sinclair entered the half-destroyed building. Karos continued.
“Because she’s right here.”
“…”
Neviros was at a loss for words. His piercing gaze fixed on Sinclair, who tilted her head.
“Why is everyone looking at me?”
“…Ha.”
Neviros let out a laugh. Then he burst into laughter, as if from the depths of his soul.
“Hahaha! Hahahaha!”
The laughter, filled with emotion, made Bathesia flinch. Neviros wiped his eyes.
“So that’s how it is.”
“This makes the fourth time I’ve tricked you, old man.”
Karos’s words were met with a chuckle from Neviros.
“You’re the only one crazy enough to bring a former hero to the Demon Realm.”
“Why are you saying this now?”
“Well, you have a point. So, you’re the hero. Sinclair.”
Neviros’s empty eyes turned to Sinclair. He muttered.
“You resemble her.”
“I told you to skip the unnecessary talk.”
“I told you, old age makes one ramble. Now that the trade is sufficient, I’ll answer your question.”
“Hmm… Should we leave?”
Bathesia, who had been standing blankly, raised her hand. But Karos stopped her from leaving.
“There’s no need to leave now that we’ve met. Besides, you should hear this too. Sinclair… is a bit more complicated.”
“It’s okay.”
Bathesia, now composed, spoke to the hesitant Karos.
“She can stay here.”
“You two seem to be getting along well.”
“Somewhat? She and I are both servants, so there’s no need for tension.”
“Then…”
“Alright.”
Neviros’s calm voice echoed in the half-destroyed building.
“Karos, I’ll answer your question about Bathesia’s territory.”
“…Oh.”
Bathesia, who had been holding her breath, looked startled.
“Is that what you asked? For my sake…”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Karos cut her off sharply.
“I’m asking because it’s necessary. The choice depends on the situation with her territory.”
Whether her subordinates were hostile towards Karos for having Bathesia as a servant,
Whether they were searching for Bathesia or ignoring her,
Whether they had taken a new master,
Each of these factors could potentially shatter his foundation, so he had to confirm them.
“So don’t get the wrong idea.”
“Would it kill you to say it’s for me, even as a pretense?”
Bathesia grumbled, but her expression wasn’t dark. There was a faint smile on her lips.
“Still, thanks.”
“Think what you want. So, how about it?”
“I can answer. But it will be a brief answer.”
“I don’t expect more. A simple confirmation is enough.”
“Then I’ll answer your most pressing question first.”
“Bathesia Concretia, her subordinates.”
The number and strength that could challenge the Empire if they wanted to.
“Are they searching for their master?”
Were those who lost their master seeking her or relishing their newfound freedom? Bathesia swallowed nervously. Neviros answered her question.
“No.”
A quiet voice echoed.
“They are not searching for their master.”