Chapter 136: The Tale of Svarog
The tension in the air was palpable as Percy stared at the grinning pentapus, contemplating how he’d been played. He didn’t doubt Metatron truly intended to win him over eventually. Still, the ancient titan had plenty to gain even in the meantime.
‘Should I destroy the monkey’s soul before I go?’
Percy was certain Metatron could repair his host’s body and soul if he just abandoned the creature at the verge of death like he usually did. Though he could probably prevent that, by actively using what little fused mana he had left, intentionally tearing the soul to shreds.
But he shook his head.
‘It’s best to not antagonize him directly.’
Metatron wasn’t dumb. If Percy did this right now, the titan might take it personally. At best, he could ensure his future hosts died ‘accidentally’ inside the challenges, and that he didn’t use anything too sensitive while inside the Vault.
‘Actually, is that why he admitted he wants the monkey? So that I wouldn’t dare destroy it?’
The realization sent a chill down Percy’s spine. It appeared that no matter what Metatron did, there was always a deeper meaning behind it. Regardless of what Percy chose, the titan would come out ahead.
“Don’t beat yourself up too much, kid.” Metatron spoke, breaking him out of his thoughts. “I’ve been around for a while longer than you have. Just say the word, and all my knowledge and experience will be at your disposal.”