Chapter 115: The Mirage King (2)
“Kukuku… how stupid. How stupid of them, Alber. That they would fall for such an obvious trap.”
“…”
“The weakness of the Order of Death Knights is their nobility. They are… strong against the enemies, but too soft on their allies.” It’s beyond help, Keeper laughed. Alber, walking next to Keeper who was using a cane, didn’t reply.
The Sun had set and the sky was wrapped in a dim light. The undead became active at night. Even if neither of them would turn into ashes the moment they were exposed to the sunlight like vampires, the gap between their abilities during the day and night was quite large for the most demonic beings.
The werewolf that appeared during the day. His words and the actions were clearly a trap. To start with, he had no intentions of even hiding it when he ran away without attacking properly. It was too obvious.
Now that ‘Lycus’, the source of the curse that could create werewolves, was dead, demonic beings such as werewolves became rather rare. The fact that somebody is using him means that whoever’s backing him up is quite powerful.
But Lufry’s group didn’t chase after him. On the contrary, they even gave up on Night Crystal and switched over to dealing with the Death Knight teaming up with the vampire that the werewolf spoke about.
Everything went as the enemy wanted. Furthermore, they were acting while aware of this so they were even more ill-natured.
Next, Keeper remembered the young man he had fought once and laughed. “Kukukukuku… being the enemy of humanity… must be truly hard, End Formet. To think that you would be treated as a nuisance even by your kin.” “… I’ll kill him.” There weren’t many Death Knight who would team up with vampires. Alber, who had her curse stolen, spat in a subdued voice at Kainushi which was laughing with his eyes narrowed. Keeper didn’t know why End would be at a place like this, but he was almost sure that he had most likely followed the Night Crystal. What a strange coincidence it was.