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Demon's Journey Chapter 71
“Colonel Simon still has not returned, but he is close to catching the cook,” an angel said, approaching Michael and saluting. “Squads eight and four have suffered some casualties, while a quarter of the troops are still poisoned. The angels who ambushed us have already fled the area.” The angel had no armor and had a white blindfold covering his eyes. He wore brown robes and wielded a simple wooden staff. The angel’s voice deepened. “But there was two people I could not see through—excluding you of course.”Palan tilted his head at the angel and waved his hand in front of the angel’s face. There was no reaction. Palan turned to Raea with an eyebrow raised. “Who’s the blind guy?” he asked. Raea scratched her head and shrugged, turning towards Michael.“This is Pyre,” Michael said, gesturing towards the blindfolded angel. Pyre nodded his head. The general’s gaze was distant as he ruminated on the blindfolded angel’s words.Pyre turned towards Palan. “You must be General Elrith’s little
Demon's Journey Chapter 72
“Palan?” Cleo asked as she poked the demon’s unconscious body. She tilted her head and blinked at him. It was the first time she saw him sleep while lying down. He was always sitting up, but now he was lying on his stomach with his face planted into the floor of the tent. His arms were spread out to the sides, and his legs were slightly parted. In front of his head, there was a perfectly spherical rock. Cleo’s tail swished as she glanced at Uzziel. He was dozing off with his chin resting against his chest.The blanket stirred behind Cleo, and she picked up the rock and stored it inside her pouch. Moments later, she heard Raea groan. “Raea,” Cleo said and tore the blanket off of the sleepy-eyed angel. “Something’s wrong with Palan.” Raea became instantly alert as her heart missed a beat.“What happened?” she asked as she scrambled towards Palan.“I don’t know,” Cleo said and flipped Palan’s body over. His eyes were dull and unfocused, constantly moving around but focusing on nothing. C
Demon's Journey Chapter 73
Palan stared up at the sky with his back on the ground. He only wore a pair of leather pants, putting on armor was too difficult for him in his current state. Raea and Cleo were packing the tent. After some fussing and arguing, the two managed to roll it up although it was larger than the rest of the soldiers’. Cleo lifted the bundle above her head and trotted off to the elephants, placing it inside their mobile storage chests. Raea approached Palan, casting a shadow over his face. “I never realized how difficult it was to pack a tent,” she said. “Thank you for always doing it.” She offered Palan her hand.Palan snorted. “Pitching the tent is ten times harder,” he said and made no motion to grab Raea’s hand. She didn’t seem to mind and placed her arms at her sides while sitting down next to him. Palan stared at the first sun. “The sun is almost at its peak.”“You can still rest for a few minutes,” Raea said, glancing at the suns’ positions in the sky. Palan grunted. “Do you need me to
Demon's Journey Chapter 74
“Hey, old man, you’re an angel of knowledge, right?” Palan asked, staring up at the sky. His body protested every time the storage chest jolted, but it was far better than walking by himself.“That is correct,” the blindfolded angel said and took out a pipe hidden in his robes. He pulled out a red orb and placed it near the opening of the pipe, lighting the contents on fire. Raea gaped at him and stared at the orb as Pyre placed it back into his robe. Pyre took a long drag on his pipe and exhaled, blowing out a fine cloud of purple smoke. “Would you like some?”“Absolutely not!” Raea said. “Where did you even get an orb of wrath from? And inhaling these kinds of substances will surely decrease your lifespan.”Pyre shrugged. “What about you, Palan?”“I never consume things other people give me,” the demon said.“Makes sense,” Pyre said. “Demons are very cautious folk, except for the gluttons. The fact that they can digest anything without getting sick probably helps.” Cleo was gazing u
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“Interesting?” Raea asked. “Shouldn’t we be concerned?” She frowned at Pyre’s smiling face as the soldiers bustled and regrouped in front of the elephants. Michael started to approach Raea’s group.“When you reach my age,” Pyre said and tucked his pipe away, “most things just cease to matter. I’m most likely going to die within the next decade. Minor things like rebellions don’t affect me; I wouldn’t even care if the capital was overturned and ran by demons.” Michael stood on a layer of wind and floated up to the top of the storage chest. He walked behind Pyre.“Pyre,” Michael said.The blindfolded angel continued to look off the edge of the storage chest. “Michael,” he said. “I borrowed Miss Caelum as a guide. I hope you don’t mind.”“I don’t,” Michael said, not sparing a glance at Raea. “I need your opinion on where to go from here.” Pyre raised an eyebrow. “Ishim’s side clearly has the advantage of the terrain. Our troops are a higher caliber than his however. The problem is we don
Demon's Journey Chapter 76
“I can finally move,” Palan said as he sat up in bed. He clenched and unclenched his hands while laughing. Cleo climbed off of Palan’s legs and rubbed her eyes. She let out a yelp and curled up into a ball as a loud banging sound resounded through her ears. Powder fell off of Palan’s fist as he brought his hand to his side. There was a new fist-shaped hole in the wall next to him.Raea sat up in her bed across the room. “Palan?!” she asked as she threw off her blanket. “What happened?”“What’s going on?” a sleepy voice said. The door opened and Pyre stepped inside the room. The army had traveled to the outpost under much harassment and occupied it quite easily because it was empty. Uzziel was willingly replaced by Pyre as Raea and Palan’s watcher. “Young people are so lively.” Pyre yawned and pulled up a seat. He sat down and took out his pipe.Palan glared at Raea as she approached him. His contractor hesitated before speaking, “You’ve recuperated? That’s great.” Palan’s face hardene
Demon's Journey Chapter 77
“This doesn’t feel right, Ross,” an armored angel said. He was holding a shovel that had dirt on the tip. Next to him, an angel was leaning against a tree with a shovel by his side. Sweat dripped from his brow, and he used the back of his sleeve to wipe his forehead.“That’s because it’s not, Kore,” the angel called Ross said. He sighed as he stared down at the mound in the earth between them. “This isn’t what we signed up for, but what can we do?”“Why don’t we run away?”Ross snorted. “And get captured by Solra’s dog?” he asked and shook his head. “Let’s just hope this all blows over peacefully. We can just say Captain Ishim forced us to fight for him once we lose the war.”“But what if Captain Ishim wins against General Michael?” Kore asked and glanced at the end of his shovel. “Then everyone is going to be executed by the council. Let’s run, Ross. We can make it. The outpost isn’t that far from here. We can alert the general, maybe even—““Stop,” Ross said and threw his shovel ont
Demon's Journey Chapter 78
“What are you staring at?” Palan asked as he bared his teeth at the guards standing on the watchtowers of the outpost walls. Palan wondered why Ishim’s army abandoned the fortified area for a glade in the middle of the wilderness but shook his head and inhaled as his ribs throbbed.“Should we let him in?” one guard asked the other. “Wasn’t Jeb supposed to be looking for him?” The guard leaned over the railing and shouted down at Palan, “Where’s Jeb?”“What kind of name is Jeb?” Palan said and snarled. “Open the gates, or I’ll open them myself!”“I think we should open the gate,” the other guard said and readjusted the handkerchief hanging around his neck. “He’s the mini-tyrant’s demon after all.”“Mini-tyrant?”“Yeah,” the handkerchiefed angel said. “You know, the Tyrant’s little sister. People are calling her the mini-tyrant now. I heard that she got into a fight with Uzziel over the quality of the food and killed his demon.”“Over food? Just what I expect from that man’s little sist