The Author Is Speechless-Chapter 172: Delkira’s objections.

Delkira's POV:

I am Delkira, a servant of the lord's castle who has served the master, the great lord Lucifer, for more than six thousand years. When I was a small child, my village got caught up in a demigod war. The war ended sixty years later, leaving nothing but helpless people on the streets. They went away to celebrate their victory by ignoring all the villagers who were the main victim of the war.

All the houses, livestock and forest became one with the ashes. The only remaining things walking around were the refugees from a distant land who took shelter in our village. Various types of diseases spread, the crime rate increased, and child prostitution opened because of the war.

Even though we lived right under the realm of god, we saw no sign of any god. No god paid attention to us even after we, the victims prayed day and night for a ray of mercy.

I was also one of them, laying beside a dirty street, barely covering my body with a dirty rag. I starved days after days by relying only on water and some food that I stole from a corrupted ration sector.

One day, I got caught by a person who worked there and nearly beat me to death. I was thrown into the pit of dead rotten bodies beside the town where all the war criminals were executed and thrown away.

I saw hell, even though the realm of gods was right above us.

After a day, I saw a man walking in the air approaching me. I knew my death was near, so I said, "Please give me a peaceful death so I can rest in peace in heaven. I am innocent."

The man said nothing and picked my dirty body up. He held me in his arms and put me to sleep. I thought I was dead, so I was waiting to see the god of judgement's face. I opened my eyes but what I saw didn't match my assumption. It was a luxurious ceiling, and a man with red eyes looked right into my face.

I was confused.

So I asked, "Is this the afterlife?"

The man laughed and replied, "No, this is my home. From now on, you will be my servant. Make sure to make a good cup of tea in the afternoon everyday. But you need to rest now. Your Qi core was wounded. It will take some time to recover."

The man stood up and left the room.

So many years have passed since the day I became a servant of my lord. I have lived a great life inside my lord's castle, but I have to say something now.

In my whole life, I've never seen something like this.

Delkira stared at Adonis' face who was casually making physical contact with his master. He was fixing his hair, he was helping him to fix his shirt, he was sitting in front of the same table to eat dinner. Not only that, everyone was served the same food and the most unbelievable thing was the food.

It was cooked by Viktor, the lord of the house.

He then saw Adonis casually eating the food that his lord made and saying that he burned the food a bit.

So he said, "Sir Adonis, aren't you ashamed of yourself? I might not be in a place to talk about the rules of this house. But as a servant, I can point out all your faults since you're also a servant. Why are you neglecting your duty as a servant? You must cook food for him and eat only one meal a day. You must never touch your lord because it's disrespectful. How can you sit beside your lord when he's eating? Show some respect."

Viktor didn't respond to his comments and looked at Adonis with an innocent face. He looked like he wanted to see how he reacts to his questions.

Asonis put down his fork beside his plate and said, "My master hates it when someone is standing behind him during his mealtime. He loves to eat with everyone at the same table. He loves to cook meals to show his gratitude towards us. This is his way of respecting his suburbanites. Moreover, I'm not just his servant. I'm his knight and also a brother. I don't know about how the other lords treat their servants but I'm sure my master is very different from them. He is the kindest lord in this whole universe."

Viktor mumbled, 'You're making me blush,' and he took a sip of his wine by looking at him.

Delkira was left with no words. Viktor then said, "This isn't a house where a lord looks down on everyone. This is a house where a family lives. All the members of this house are a part of my family. I'm sure you know how a family works, right?"

Delkira then said, "If everyone is your family, who takes care of the house?"

Mors then replied, "All of us. There is no servant in this household. Oh, I apologise for my late introduction. I'm Mors Grimrose, a demigod of death."

Delkira's eyes nearly reached his forehead.

Ifrit then said, "I'm the formal god of hell and evil. I was banished from the god realm because of a bitch. Nice to meet you."

Adonis then said, "I am Adonis North, a demigod of destruction."

'Destruction?' Delkira mumbled. 'I wasn't aware of this until just now. All of them are hiding their aura. They don't even have a shadow under their feet so I was unable to sense it. They are all demigods except for that girl sitting next to that person named Mors Grimrose. This is a house of horror, a cave of sleeping monsters.'

Delkira then looked at Viktor and suddenly realised something. He knew 'Elerous' who was also known as Viktor E. North was a special person and the current interest of his lord, Lucifer. He knew Viktor was powerful but suddenly he realised that he never asked his master nor the host of the house about his identity.

Viktor's title was unknown to him.

Delkira then asked, "May I ask a question, sir Elerous?"

"Yes. Go ahead."

"What kind of demigod are you?"

Viktor smiled and replied, "That's something that I like to keep a secret from everyone. People tend to get uncomfortable around me when they get to know about my identity. You see, people love to keep secrets and I am very allergic to it."

Delkira was confused.

"Is your title somehow related to mind reading?"

"Hmm, I guess so."

…

The title of a God and Demigod. It is the only thing that differs and describes the type of that god's dominance. A title is like a licence of a god that forms automatically after he reaches a certain level.

A god can't lie about his identity. He can't tell any lie about his identity because somehow, it's magically programmed in their mouth

Even if they want to lie about their identity, their mouth will simply speak the truth automatically.

The truth will always come out.

But there are always some exceptions. A few million years ago, there was a certain god who manipulated that system and successfully shut his mouth when another god asked about his identity.

The trick was simple. 'You don't have to answer the question and reply with a question instead.' This won't trigger the magic spell to work and help the god from keeping his real identity hidden.

This trick became very popular after some years in the realm of gods. It also became a part of entertainment for some years but soon, it got old and everyone went back to their original flow of life. But still, some gods and demigods use this method to hide their true power and hidden intentions.

But Delkira wasn't aware of this fact because he was nothing but a child in the realm of gods. He only served his master for some thousands of years and he was far away from knowing the full history of the gods.

So he asked, "Then, why do you have two names? Lord Mors seems to be addressing you by a different name."

"That's because I still haven't attained my naming ceremony in the naming temple after I was awarded divine Qi."

"You haven't?"

"No, I haven't thought about it yet."

'What a strange person…' Delkira mumbled.

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Viktor's POV:

At that moment, Adonis used telepathy to communicate with Viktor after hearing about his thoughts. He asked, *Master, does that mean your name hasn't been recorded in the list of demigods? When are you going to attain your naming ceremony?*

Viktor took a sip of his wine and said, *Adonis, a name is a very important thing. You know that my soul has changed its body three times. I have more than three names. So, it is still difficult for me to pick a name after going through all of those emotions. And I don't want to set a name yet because I feel like I'm not ready for that ceremony. Moreover, if I pay a visit to the underworld's naming temple, I won't be able to come back soon. The naming ceremony is a long process.*

*But master, you already have a name. You are not three different people. You are Viktor E. North, my one and only master. Even if you change your body countless times, you will still be the same person. So please don't hesitate to go to your naming ceremony. I will accompany you if you want to. And also, we can just leave now because there's nothing left for us to do on earth now. I believe that you've already spent a great amount of time in your deep sleep. You must be bored now.*

Viktor put his wine glass on the table and said, *Then, let's go and save our name on the list, shall we? Since we will be leaving the earth soon, why don't we pay a visit to the underworld before that?*

*Your wish is my command, master.*

Both of them smiled and made everyone confused all of a sudden.