The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 682 - 706: Three Desires

Chapter 682: Chapter 706: Three Desires

Lancelot and his companions exchanged surprised glances. The attitude of the succubus named Ilina towards Visuvius seemed somewhat different from the rumors.

“We are mercenaries, fighting is our job.” Lancelot chose his words carefully, due to the ambiguous attitude of the other party, working hard to keep the conversation going. “Surely, you are aware this place is the Abyss, where demons killed in battle do not truly die but resurrect in their native plane…”

“Hmph, sending a demon back to Barto Hell in that manner is not much better than actually killing them.” The succubus rolled her head around in boredom, “But you are correct, in war you either kill the enemy or get killed by the enemy. It’s not your fault that my kin failed to kill you.”

“Thank you for your understanding.” Lancelot let out a slight breath of relief, “Before we came, we’d heard that Lord Destruction Flame was very fond of you…Maybe that is just what people perceive?”

“Appearances? Are you questioning me?” The fallen angel sat up straight, showing off her impressive figure and delicate features to the people below, “Tell me, what have you seen?”

“Your beauty is beyond reproach.” Lancelot admitted generously, “I mean, your view of Visuvius may differ from what people believe.”

“Hmph, in the great eyes of Destruction Flame, I am a beautiful, shiny, unique trophy, something to flaunt his achievements and power. With just a little more pandering, that egomaniac would obviously like me all the more…”

“But as I understand…” Lancelot crossed his arms in front of his chest, “Visuvius later had nearly no restrictions on you, if you wanted to escape, there seemed to be plenty of opportunities.”

“I have my reasons for staying, and they are none of your business.” The succubus glared at Lancelot coldly, then stood up from her seat. Suddenly, she emitted an imposing aura. The previously seen despondency and negativity had vanished, replaced by an aggressive fighting spirit, as if she had transformed into a gleaming longsword.

“Let me guess your intention in seeking me out… Is it to ask how to infiltrate the Flame Palace to destroy the defensive formation submerged in the Lava Lake?” The succubus flapped her wings, leaping from the spectator’s seat into the center of the arena, “Too few demons have made it into the city. Once that formation is broken, with the current numbers, it will be impossible to withstand the demons’ assault…”

“It appears you have foreseen this.” Lancelot spoke slowly, “If you are willing to help us…”

“I am not.” Irina refused him bluntly, “Helping you holds no benefit for me.”

“I don’t understand.” Lancelot shook his head, “You didn’t leave when you had the chance to escape, and after the city was besieged, you didn’t seek out your own kind. May I assume, the demons who breached the Volcano Fortress are not your friends?”

“Of course not.” The succubus’s lips curled with a mocking smile, “You have no idea how brutal demons can be towards ‘fallen’ kin… especially when the fallen one is an Enreyes.”

“If that’s the case, why not help the alliance reclaim the Volcano Fortress?” Lancelot spread his hands earnestly, “Although it’s unlikely the demons will find this place for now, if the city remains in their hands, you will eventually be captured.”

“So what if I am?” The succubus stood in front of Lancelot, looking directly into the human knight’s eyes, “Helping you holds no benefit for me.”

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“Alright.” Lancelot finally understood her implication, “What do we need to do for you to be willing to help?”

“This is the correct attitude when asking for help,” the Demon of Desire said with a weird smile, turning to walk to one side. She continued, “Satisfy my three desires, and I’ll give you the information you seek. How does that sound?”

“Desires?” Lancelot and his companions exchanged glances. “What kind of desires?”

“Desires I can’t satisfy in this city,” Irina replied as she patted a giant weapon rack in the corner, which was filled with various training weapons. “What do you prefer? A hand-and-a-half sword?”

“Yes, thank you.” Lancelot nodded, catching the weapon thrown to him. “So the first challenge is to defeat you, right?”

“Not necessarily. It’ll count if you make me happy with the fight,” the Demon of Desire shrugged and adopted a battle stance. “But if you die before I’m satisfied, then I’ll kill your companions one by one until I’m content. If anyone is still alive at that point, I’ll tell them what my second desire is.”

“You!” Bruto couldn’t hold back and a warhammer appeared in the Dwarf’s hands. “Big brother, let’s take her on together, and after she’s beaten down, we’ll see if she talks!”

The others also drew their weapons, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Lancelot opened his left hand and pressed down in the air, a gesture for everyone to relax.

“I want to challenge her alone. Bruto, Alamir, you must remember that I once had an encounter with Enruiyesi. That was pure luck that I barely escaped,” he tapped the heavy blunt sword with his heel, placing it on his shoulder. “Although it didn’t become a psychological shadow for me, I keep recalling the fight, thinking about whether there was a better choice for a certain attack or a defense…”

“Big brother, no need to say more, I understand,” Bruto put away his hammer and turned to walk towards the stands. “You’ll be fine. We’ll just enjoy the show from up there!”

“Thank you.” Lancelot nodded to his companions, then turned to look at the Demon of Desire dozens of feet away and said in a polite tone, “Ladies first, please begin.”

The impatient Demon of Desire answered with an attack. With a light leap, she jumped more than ten feet into the air and with a flap of her wings, pounced like a cheetah leaping from a tree. Lancelot was familiar with this signature dive-bombing attack. Back then, the Demon used this strategy repeatedly to charge at him, and due to his lack of strength, he would be overwhelmed in the subsequent changes of the assault, even getting hit so hard that he spat blood.

But times have changed!

Facing the Demon’s stunning blow, Lancelot stood his ground firmly. A moderate amount of True Yuan flowed from his Dantian into his meridians, and the blunt sword in his hand traced a near complete counterclockwise arc before crashing with a loud boom against the enemy’s weapon.

The force of the Human Knight’s sword obviously exceeded the Demon’s expectations. She shook violently in the air, while the Human Knight had already rotated his sword and stabbed again at her abdomen. The speed of this thrust was so fast that the Demon had no time to defend and could only struggle to twist her body aside.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred. The Human Knight’s thrust clearly missed, but his body followed the momentum and leapt up, letting go of the sword, allowing it to skewer the ceiling. Irina was startled by his strange behavior, but her complexion changed dramatically the next second—

An icy iron hand had already grabbed her ankle, followed by an immense force she couldn’t resist.