Parallel Vol. 4 [LEGACY EDITION]

Chapter 42.2: My World

VWOOOM!

A massive pressure burst out of Drixali and crushed down upon everyone within sight. The centaurs' blood boiled as they experienced an instinctual fear borne from generations of worship.

Drixali was none other than their god and there was nothing mortals feared more than the wrath of the gods. Even more so when it was a god they worshipped. The centaur's legs buckled under the pressure and, unable to bear the weight, they knelt on the ground and prostrated, as if trying to make themselves as small as possible.

One person, however, remained standing in the midst of the pressure. Shadow coldly glared at Drixali as he stood his ground. Blood leaked out of the corners of the assassin's mouth, but he otherwise did not show any signs of discomfort.

Drixali's gaze narrowed when he spotted Shadow. He took a step toward the assassin, eyes glowing as he warned, "You dare remain standi—"

"Give it up, Drixali," Kashi interrupted as he blocked the demon's path with an outstretched arm. "You are incapable of bending his will." The daeben released a sigh as he looked at the kneeling centaurs. "Also, could you release them? These are the leaders of proud warriors who just fought and bled to defend their homes and legacy. It's a disservice to the fallen to disgrace them so."

Drixali looked unconvinced but reluctantly released his pressure. Anyway, these centaurs were his worshippers in the end. He could garner much animosity towards them. The only reason he exuded that pressure was to ingrain into the centaurs the fact that they must place Kashi above himself in their minds.

In other words, if the centaurs truly worshipped Drixali, then as his new master, they should in turn worship Kashi – or at the very least, treat his words as law.

Kashi, of course, was well aware of Drixali's thought process, which was why he did not immediately rebuke his actions. However, Kashi did not let the pressure last too long for two reasons. First, it would reduce the chances of any animosity arising in the centaurs' hearts, and secondly, the centaurs would view him as a benevolent man who did not take advantage of the weak.

As to whether Kashi was truly such a benevolent man... Well, the truth was relative to the person being asked.

Shadow ignored Drixali and walked over to Kashi, cold eyes looking over the daeben, "Are you alright? You seem different."

"Sharp as always," Kashi complimented with a chuckle as he patted Shadow's shoulder. "I'm perfectly fine. Let's just say I got an unexpected boon."

"You and your secrets," remarked the assassin with an eye roll. Shadow then jerked his head in Drixali's direction. "So, what's the deal with him?"

"He's their god apparently," Kashi nonchalantly replied.

"Their god?" Shadow exclaimed as his neutral expression finally cracked. The young man stared at Kashi as if looking at some otherworldly monster. "You just said god, right? Why is a god working for you!?"

"Well, he's actually a demon to be more precise," Kashi explained and then added with a puffed chest. "And, naturally, he's working for me 'cause I'm very persuasive."

Shadow ignored Kashi and sent a pitying glance Drixali's way. "I do not know what he did, but you have my condolences."

"Hey, Shadow!" Kashi protested, "Don't badmouth your guildleader!"

"Thank you, Shadow-kun, I will make the best of my situation," Drixali responded with a slight bow.

"You. Don't badmouth your master!" Kashi scolded Drixali with a stern gaze, but the centaur demon only chuckled in response.