Maître d'épée de Rome - Chapitre 223

Lagaope looked at three of them treacherously climbing up the mountain. They helped each other overcome the pain as they climbed slowly.

‘Please… you have to go back down!'

He knew what lived on the mountain and how arrogant the evil beings were. Pheriknoa spoke.

“Whew… we should stop here. We can’t bear it and I don’t think we’ll find anything. "Mais reste

Pheriknoa spoke disappointingly as he glanced around. Kenorod and Seriana nodded. They had reached their limits.

'Bon, bon. Retournez maintenant!'

Lagaope was terrified for them. It seemed like they were going down before anything happened. Lagaope wished his former self to live happily. It was surprising that there were happy times in his life.

Three of them felt a huge wave of energy being sent into their heads. Then a great power exploded out from within. Three of them knew the level of the power.

‘Alpha…’

A powerful being that did not exist in the human race. If there were no Broxians, humans would have gone extinct by now. But the number of Alphas on the mountain top was not just one. At least ten of them sent their power out and a golden figure came up to him.

"Quoi…"

Pheriknoa fainted before he could even protest. His resistance was futile against an Alpha. Then Lagaope became confused as all three of them were captured.

‘Why all three?'

Autant qu'il savait, they only needed to read one person’s memory. But they were capturing all three of them alive.

"Pouah…"

Pheriknoa woke up and realized he was trapped within a small crystal cell. It was a small cell just enough for one man to stand. There was a small screen in front of it. The crystal was opaque so he couldn’t see anything else.

The being on the screen spoke to Pheriknoa. It was the golden figure he saw before he fainted.

"Qui es-tu?! Where are my friends?!"

The figure laughed.

“…game?"

The figure nodded.

‘Sacré bâtard.’

He couldn’t understand what the figure meant by present, but they were playing with their lives. Pheriknoa then realized what they meant by choosing two.

“Under what standards will you pick out two? What will entertain you?"

The figure answered.

‘…’

Pheriknoa gritted his teeth as he looked upon the golden figure. C'était mal. The figure then continued explaining.

The figure disappeared and another screen showed up. It was Seriana and Kenorod.

They all fell silent. Pheriknoa clenched his fist and tried to speak. He was going to say he will die. They were dragged in because of his greed. He needed to take up the responsibility. outre, he couldn’t bear to lose his lover and his best friend. But someone spoke before him.

Pheriknoa flinched but nodded. He loved her so much that he would die in her place. Seriana then continued,

<…what?>

Pheriknoa couldn’t understand what he had heard. He did intend to do that, but it wasn’t something he expected to hear. Then Kenorod also spoke to him calmly.

<…’We’?>

Kenorod then flinched, soupira, and glanced at Seriana. Lagaope was shocked as he soon saw the events unfold.

‘Were those two having an affair?'

And it seemed like Pheriknoa was thinking of the same thing. But he sighed in relief and asked again. His thought to die to save them had dissipated already. Au lieu, it was being replaced with murky feelings.

Seriana spoke emotionlessly.

Kenorod spoke.

Pheriknoa became silent. Kenorod then became frantic and shouted,

Pheriknoa then looked at Kenorod without any emotions.

Kenorod answered.

The golden figure reappeared and spoke. Seriana and Kenorod began yelling frantically.

Pheriknoa’s eyes turned cold as he looked upon them. Mais bientôt, their faces disappeared and the screen turned red with an image of a palm appearing from it. It seemed he would volunteer to die if he laid his hand on it.

Pheriknoa glared at the crystal, but he slowly put his hands on the screen. They were still his lover and friend. They just lost their minds at the fear of death.

‘…dammit.’

Pheriknoa felt everything he had done had been proven to be worthless.

‘How will I die?'

Pheriknoa looked upon the screen and the golden figure came back up.

‘…huh?'

Il a plissé les yeux. The figure certainly seemed very disappointed. He spoke uncomfortably.

Pheriknoa couldn’t understand what it was saying. The golden figure sighed and spoke.

The figure disappeared and Seriana and Kenorod came back up on the screen. It seemed they had given up.

<…what are you two talking about?> Pheriknoa asked with a frown. It seemed like the situation was getting worse. Kenorod grinned as he spoke.

Kenorod sighed as he thought about the War God’s might if he’d seen that he had been captured.

Kenorod spoke but Seriana looked at Pheriknoa and spoke sadly.

<…Huh?>

As Pheriknoa became confused, the crystal that encased the two became covered in intense heat, just like that of an incinerator. Two of them felt the heat and smiled. Then they turned to Pheriknoa.

-You must live. S'il vous plaît.-

With the same words, their crystals were covered in lights.