Chapter 150: Devilius
In an old, dimly lit, basement, was nothing more than an empty room with a few crates scattered around. However, hidden in the shadows was a figure of a young man, carrying a silver-haired young girl.
The figure was none other than the devil boy, and he had Elven Princess Alisa in his arms. He carefully put the princess down on the floor, her body was still unconscious, and her breathing was steady, and the dark aura was still surrounding her.
’Hah... Finally, we are alone.’ He had escaped from the knight boy, and he had finally managed to bring the princess to the meeting point. ’And that guard who was following me must have crashed into the tower looking at how he hasn’t appeared yet. Good.’
"Hey boss, where are you? I’m here." The devil boy called out to the muscular man, the leader of the group. But, he got no response.
’Huh? Why is boss not responding? Is he not here yet?’ He looked around the room, searching for any signs of the muscular man, but there was none. ’Maybe, he is still busy with the guards? Tch, how troublesome.’
"Hah... I should just wait for him to come here." And with that, he sat on the floor and rested his back on the wall, his gaze focused on the sleeping princess.
’Hmm... She is so cute. I bet her family will pay a huge amount of money for her.’ As he stared at the sleeping princess, he started to think about the reward he was going to get from the muscular man.
’I will be rich! I will finally be able to leave the orphanage and live my own life.’ He smiled, his expression filled with anticipation. But it wasn’t long before his smile faded, his gaze turning somber.
’I wonder, why am I doing this? Am I really doing the right thing?’ For a brief moment, the devil boy wondered if he was doing the right thing, if kidnapping the princess was the right choice.
’But then, maybe, I will be able to have friends and a good life if I’m rich.’ He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. ’No, this is the right thing to do. It’s for the greater good.’
He continued to sit there, his gaze fixed on the princess. ’Sorry! I just want to have a better life. Please, forgive me.’ And with that, the devil boy remained seated on the cold, hard floor, his thoughts drifting away, lost in the darkness of his mind.
’I want to have my revenge, I want to have friends, and I want to feel love. So, please forgive me for this.’ ’Please... forgive me...’