Chapter 796: Ashmedai’s Prized Vessel
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Ashmedai, who already knew what Ethan was nning to do, couldn''t help but smirk as he sat on his hellish throne.
He had been paying close attention to the young man as ofte, and was very interested in his confrontation with the Demigod, who was located in the Lands of the Milesians.
"Mortals really are interesting," Ashmedai said before swirling the cup of wine in his hand. "Isn''t that right, d?"
The Vampire Progenitor, who was also holding a ss filled not with wine but blood, nodded. "So, this is the child you''ve been raising secretly, huh?" d inquired. "Aren''t you worried I might spread this information to others?"
"I''m not worried in the slightest," Ashmedai answered casually. "I only invited you here so that we can ensure that your son and my precious vessel will not kill each other, yes?"
"I really pity Balthazar''s lot for making a pact with you."n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om
"Oh,e on. Him and his family signing a pact with me is the best thing that happened in their lives."
The Vampire Progenitor didn''t agree or disagree with Ashemdai''s words.
Balthazar Valentin was one of the few individuals d had recognized among mortals.
Even now, the previous Demon Lord of Midgard was busy protecting theirnds in the Lands of Saraqael.
Since the Vampires, the Demons, and the Archdevils were allies, they made it a point to preventrge-scale conflict between their forces.
Godfrey and Ethan were the respective Champions of the Vampire Progenitor and Ashemdai.
As such, although they would allow the two to beat the crap out of each other, they wouldy down the groundwork to prevent their deaths from happening.
Thest thing they wanted to happen was for their two factions to start a war against each other, especially since it would be something that they could prevent.
Right now, Ashmedai and d had their hands full with the Progenitors from other nes of existence.
Erras, who was currently imprisoned in Ashmedai''s Domain, was a bargaining chip that Ashmedai could use to strike a deal with the Progenitors of Chaos, who were one of their most persistent enemies.
"Still, who do you think will win?" Ashmedai asked.
"My son, of course," d replied before taking a sip of the blood in his ss. "There''s nopetition."
Ashmedaiughed because he was of the same opinion.
However, that didn''t mean that Ethan didn''t stand a chance against the Vampire Demigod.
In fact, this was a perfect opportunity to see the young man fight using his full strength. ''Since you''re always worried that the Progenitors will find you once your Magic Circuits is fully healed, fighting against Godfrey will allow you to see your chances of winning against them.'' Ashmedai mused.
Ashmedai had no doubt in his mind that there woulde a time when Ethan would reim the power that he had lost.
And when that happens, he would be the most coveted vessel in the world.
Of course, Ashmedai was one of those who wished to make Ethan his vessel.
The only difference between him and the other Progenitors was that he was Ethan''s Patron God, which meant that his blood was running through the young man''s veins.
If worsees to worst, he would forcefully summon Ethan to his Domain and hide him away for several years until themotion died down a bit.
But as Ashmedai was thinking about these thoughts, d broke the silence and voiced out his thoughts on another pressing concern.
"Arawn is stirring the waters," d said. "I don''t like the fact that he''s having a say in the affairs of the Fomorians. He''s even bold enough to include my son in his schemes. Looks like his horns had grown a bit longer for the past hundred years."
"Indeed." Ashmedai nodded. "That guy is one troublesome fellow. Right now, he is only stirring the waters, but if he actively participates in this uing conflict, it will not end well for both of our Champions."
"Then how should we deal with him?" d inquired.
"We can''t," Ashmedai answered. "You already know why we can''t."
The Vampire Progenitor frowned because their hands were tied when it came to Arawn.
"So are we just going to watch and let him cause trouble?" d didn''t like the fact that someone was manipting his son to do the dirty work for the Fomorians.
"Don''t worry. The people of Midgard and the Shire Continent aren''t that weak," Ashmedai replied. "I''m sure that they will be able to handle Arawn... probably."
"Probably?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
Ashmedai chuckled because he knew why d was feeling antsy about Arawn, the King of Anwnn.
The Lord of every lost breath beyond the mortal ins, and the King of a kingdom that bordered life and death.
As such, many refer to him as the Death God, or simply the God of Death.
"After Godfrey''s and Ethan''s battle, we should educate them about Arawn," Ashmedai said. "That way, that scheming fox will not have his way."
d nodded because this was something that he nned to do even if Ashmedai didn''t tell
him.
For now, he would observe the battle between his son and the young man whom he was seeing for the first time.
He didn''t n to tell Godfrey that someone was going to break down his doors and attack him when he least expected it.
His son had be toox for the past hundreds of years, thinking that no one in Midgard would dare get in his way.
''I just hope that this young man will be able to teach my son a lesson,'' d thought. ''If not, he would be the one learning a painful lesson instead.''
Due to Godfrey being a Vampire Lord, he was physically stronger than most mortals. Although the title of strongest wouldn''t fall into his head, Godfrey was still strong enough to make those who knew of his existence think thrice before antagonizing him.
This was also why he epted Ashmedai''s invitation to visit his hellish domain to discuss this battle between their Champions.
Both were curious on who was going to win.
Both of them had no ns of lifting a finger to interfere in the battle unless death was an
imminent conclusion.
For now, he would simply watch, wait, and see for himself if Ashmedai''s prized vessel would live up to his expectations.