Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 1033: What Are You Scheming, Demon?



"What are your thoughts about Baradiel?" Ethan inquired. "You should know a bit about her, right?"

"Well, the only thing I know about her was that thousands of years ago, she covered the world in ice," Illumina inquired. "After that, the Younger Dryas came with a great flood that nearly erased all life on land.

"Baradiel is powerful even among Progenitors because she ruled over the element of ice. She didn't have a following, but races worshiped her like the Fairy King, Oberon, and the Fairy Queen, Titania.

"Some have said that she didn't really belong to this world and had fallen from the Heavens, forever banished in this world. There are even rumors that she was a Progenitor from another world who happened to have fallen in battle against the Progenitors from our world."

Ethan's eyes widened in shock because he didn't think about this angle.

Seeing his expression, Illumina began to tell him more of the rumors about Baradiel, which she couldn't confirm if it was fact or fiction.

As the two of them chatted, the same person they were talking about slowly opened her eyes inside Nicole's room in the Eques Manor.

"Why are you here?" Baradiel asked in an irritated tone.

"Oh, dear. Are you on your period or something?" a handsome devil asked with a smile. "When Hecate visits you, the two of you would sometimes chat for hours. When I come to visit, you immediately want me to leave. I'm hurt-"

Baradiel summoned an Ice Sword and placed its tip on the handsome demon's neck.

"If you want to get hurt, I can grant that wish of yours."

"Such discrimination. I have rights too, you know?"

Baradiel snorted and even pushed the tip of her sword against the handsome demon's neck, pushing against the skin, but not forceful enough to draw blood.

"Speak." Baradiel growled. "Why are you here, Ashmedai?"

The Patron of the Valentin Family looked at the ice-cold woman before heaving out an over dramatic sigh.

"Really, you need to fix that attitude of yours," Ashmedai replied. "I'm actually a very happy- go-lucky fellow, but that doesn't mean that you can treat me like thi-Oi!"

Ashmedai retreated a step back just in time to prevent his neck from getting stabbed by the Ice Sword in Baradiel's hand.

Clearly, she didn't like seeing Ashmedai and couldn't wait to kick him out of her room.

Placing a palm on his forehead, the Progenitor once again sighed before shaking his head helplessly.

"Fine, I'll tell you why I am here," Ashemdai said.

However, before saying anything, he waved his hand around the room, placing several seals over it, preventing anyone from being able to eavesdrop on their conversation in any way.

Clearly, whatever Ashmedai planned to tell Baradiel was extremely confidential, so he didn't want anyone, especially the other Progenitors, to hear what he wanted to discuss with her.

Baradiel frowned but didn't make any move to stop Ashmedai from whatever he was doing. Even so, she still held the Ice Sword in her hand, ready to stab the annoying demon who had just disturbed her rest.

"Finally, we can talk properly." After inspecting his handiwork, Ashmedai was convinced that no one would be able to interrupt his talk with Baradiel. "I'm sure you're wondering why someone as handsome, important, amazing, and fabulous as a Progenitor like me is doing here, right?"

Baradiel didn't reply and simply summoned more Ice Swords, which encircled the handsome demon, ready to stab him if he spoke any more nonsense.

Sensing that the ice-cold beauty truly had a short temper, Ashmedai no longer delayed and cut to the chase.

As he stated the reason why he came to see her, the coldness in Baradiel's eyes melted away, replaced by doubtful expression.

"Don't be quick to reject this offer," Ashmedai, who saw that Baradiel was on the verge of attacking him, raised his hand in surrender. "I mean, think about it. If we do it like this, you, me, and everyone will be happy. There is no downside. It's a win-win for everyone. Don't you agree?"

Baradiel, who was quick to doubt the Demon's words, scoffed.

"What are you scheming, Demon?" Baradiel asked. "Hecate can't hold a candle against your deviousness."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Ashmedai chuckled. "So, what do you think?"

"I think you're tired of living. Should I help you pass on to the Circle of Reincarnation?" Baradiel answered.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry," Ashmedai shrugged off Baradiel's threat, as if it was just a passing breeze. "You can give me your answer anytime. However, remember this you won't get a better offer than this."

After saying those words, Ashmedai waved his hand, and vanished into particles of light.

A few minutes passed, and Baradiel continued to stare at the spot where Ashmedai had been standing earlier.

One of the most dangerous, unpredictable, and sly Progenitors of Midgard had given her an offer that made her hesitate.

Originally, she would have flatly rejected such a proposal.

But after thinking about it, she realized that Ashmedai was right.

There were indeed no downsides... unless the Progenitor of Desires planned to do something that she was unable to detect in his words earlier.

'Just what is he planning?' Baradiel frowned.

Even so, she was starting to consider Ashmedai's proposal.

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense to her.

Also, if things went according to plan, all the previous problems she had would be solved.

Although she would suffer a bit, the end result was extremely beneficial to her, which made her more interested in the idea.

Even so, she didn't fully trust Ashmedai, for she knew that he had a way with words.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'I guess I'll discuss this with Hecate later,' Baradiel thought.

But even though she was planning to get a second opinion, she was already leaning toward accepting Ashmedai's offer.

'I need to get some insurance just in case,' Baradiel mused. 'Trusting that demon is like

gambling with one's life.'

She didn't really trust Ashmedai, but she trusted Hecate to a certain extent.

With the help of the Progenitor of Magic, Baradiel would be able to unearth whatever schemes Ashmedai had set in place before he came to give her his proposal.