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DN : [208] Negotiating with Azazel!
🕑 Added 2024-06-09 16:00:04 +0000 UTCSeeing Azazel, who fell silent, August looked at him.
"Hey, are you going to tell me you're the Red Dragon Emperor of this generation?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?"
"'What's the matter' you say? Aren't sacred gears supposed to choose humans? You're a demon, after all."
"I certainly won't be chosen by sacred gear, but who says that if you have sacred gear, you must be chosen by it?"
"You didn't take away the Boosted Gear from someone, did you?"
"Yeah."
In that instant, Azazel was filled with shock.
This guy actually admitted it. Forcibly depriving a human of their sacred gear would lead to the host's immediate death. Are you saying this so casually?
However, what he didn't know was that August genuinely didn't care about such matters.
"You are a demon, and now you took the Boosted Gear, becoming the Red Dragon Emperor, with this gear, which theoretically can infinitely amplify one's own strength. The combination of the two, who knows what kind of monster you will be."
"It's not bad. You think your child is a miracle, just that he encountered me."
"You seem to know something."
"I only know what I want to know."
"It seems that you also have your intelligence network, but it's not surprised. After all, you're Lord of the Demon clan, and having such means is understandable."
"Heh, Azazel, I know far more than you do."
Seeing August's ambiguous smile, Azazel felt as if everything about him had been seen through.
This feeling was really uncomfortable, he didn't like it.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"But go ahead, I can't guarantee I'll answer."
"We have a camaraderie of having drunk together."
"No, it's just you drinking. I haven't."
Looking at the unresponsive August, Azazel also felt helpless. He had never encountered such a person before.
Directly finishing a bottle of expensive wine on the table, as if deliberately retaliating against August.
August was completely indifferent to this. Aside from Sirzechs giving him a billion yen and having the complete Gate of Babylon, August would never run out of money.
In his treasury, there were endless gold coins, countless silver treasures, and various precious gems that August could easily take out by the cartload.
"Speak, what do you want?"
In the end, Azazel still voiced his response.
"I know you're researching artificial sacred gears, and the technology has matured."
"Hmm? You really are well-informed."
"I want you to help me prepare artificial sacred gears suitable for five people."
Upon hearing this request, Azazel's mouth twitched uncontrollably, showing an expression of speechlessness.
Brat, although artificial sacred gears can't compare to real sacred gears, they're not cheap. Asking for five artificial sacred gears right off the bat, this has got to be a joke.
"Don't get angry so quickly. This favor isn't given for free. Consider it me owing you a favor, how about that?"
"A favor?"
Azazel looked at August and began to contemplate.
August was the Lord of the Demon clan and held the title of Duke in the Underworld. Despite his young age, he possessed the highest level of strength and even obtained the Boosted Gear. His potential was evident.
Exchanging a few artificial sacred gears for one favor from August was not a losing deal. Moreover, if August were to grow to a certain extent in the future, the value of this favor would far surpass five artificial sacred gears.
"Alright, I agree, but the answer you give me must satisfy me. Otherwise, you'll owe me two favors."
"Of course."
"Good, it's settled then."
Azazel directly made the decision, feeling exceptionally happy in his heart.
"Cough, well, I have only one question. Do you know the Khaos Brigade?"
"I do."
"Hmm..."
After a while, Azazel, looking at the silent August, suddenly became puzzled.
"Speak, is there more?"
"I've said it all."
"What did you say?"
"What are you asking?"
"Do you know the Khaos Brigade?"
"I said 'I do.'"
"Uh~"
This time, Azazel's mouth twitched, wondering how there could be such shameless people in the world.
August, looking at Azazel at this moment, also chuckled.
"Okay, enough joking. I do know about the Khaos Brigade, but what information about the Khaos Brigade do you want?"
"According to my investigation, is it true that the mastermind behind the Khaos Brigade is an Infinite Dragon God, Ophis?"
"Yes, it's true. The visible boss of the Khaos Brigade is indeed Ophis."
"Hmm? Visible boss?"
"Yes, visible."
"What's going on?"
In that instant, Azazel's face became extremely serious. He had been investigating the Khaos Brigade for a while now, but the information he obtained was not much. Leaving aside other matters, just Ophis alone was enough to make him cautiously deal with it.
"Ophis was driven out of the dimensional gap by Great Red, so she wants to defeat Great Red, return to the dimensional gap, and seeks help by giving 'snakes' to those with power."
"Return to the dimensional gap? What secrets are hidden behind all this?"
"Ophis is too naive, so she was used by someone with malicious intentions. Although they verbally promised to help her, in fact, they only did it for her power, pushing her into the public eye to make it convenient for them to do things behind the scenes."
"This..."
August's words immediately plunged Azazel into contemplation. He pondered whether what August said was true or false.
"Then, do you know who this mastermind is?"
"I do."
"You know again?"
"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"
"Of course, it's allowed. So, who is this person?"
August didn't answer him immediately but instead fixed his gaze on him.
August wasn't a saint, he had already told Azazel the answer he wanted. If he wanted to know more, that was fine too. He was basically open to negotiations.
"Hey, what do you mean? Are you charging me twice?"
"Do me a favor, and I'll tell you."
"Just say it."
He was somewhat afraid of August. This guy was like a little fox, never at a disadvantage.
"As far as I know, your subordinate, Kokabiel, has been acting a bit unruly lately."
"Hmm?"
This shocked Azazel. Kokabiel had ambitious plans and had become impatient recently. This information was something only he, the Grigori Governor, knew. How did the other party find out?
Could it be that even among the fallen angels, there were people who served him?
As the Grigori Governor, he felt an icy chill in his heart. The unknown was always the greatest fear.
