I intended to relocate near the area where it wasn't restricted by the skill but, in the middle of teleporting, I felt like death's scythe was pointing at my neck.
At that moment, I knew something bad was happening soon.
“ke heh. An uninvited guest came in front of me. How discourteous despite having the title of a saint.”
“.....”
Standing in front of me was a Demon King. Known for its harmonic melody that follows her, her name is Belen. The princess of purgatory. I was brought to a wide hall inside a castle.
Two words was enough to describe her. A Gothic lolita that symbolize death.
“Why did you bring me here, Raven princess?”
“keh. You're the one who came here unwanted.” The gothic lolita princess answered me, not concerned and uninterested.
“The location I precisely chose is not your domain princess.”
“how cumbersome. I despise to see a creature like you. Keh, perhaps you came here for a war declaration?”
Sweat started to crawl in my skin as I was talking to someone who definitely can destroy a world.
Even if both of us have the same position— Demon King and a Saint, Despite how small this princess was, she's way stronger than me ten fold.
“Pardon me princess, but I already signed a peace treaty agreement so I would suggest not to fight.”
“keh. But I never signed any agreement?”
This is troublesome. I never expected to meet the purgatory princess. As far as I know, the princess will kill someone if left bored.
She already said ‘how cumbersome’ the moment she saw my face... What can I do....
“RELOCATE!”
I shouted desperately hoping that I'll escape. Though I vanished a second ago, I returned back to the place.
Seeing these careless movements I made, the princess was looking at me horribly.
“keeh. You cannot. No matter what you'll do, you can never leave my domain unless I say so.”
“What do you want from me?”
The princess then took a little step forward at me and I could hear the chorus of cawing sound from crows although there were no birds in the place.
“He rides a pale horse, and a variety of music is heard before him. One shall wear a silver ring to honor him as a king.”
“You know this passage right?” She added, lifting one of the corners of her pink colored lips.
“I know.” I answered. “He had eighty five legions of demons. The king, he is known as, Beleth.”
“Keheh. As expected from a saint.
I always have wondered, why can't I go to the Vatican?
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The Marionette's Puppeteer (Volume 2)
FantasyA lot of things happened. Be it a good or bad. But mostly all the things were bad. Yeah. When I came to this world, I met many dangerous things, encountered bandits, barbarian, battled with a PseudoChristos Witch and made some friends. But that was...
