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Basara was now faced with a situation quite tricky, to say the least.

But even though his chance of living through this were incredibly low, his head was still cold and his mind focused.

Basara knew that panicking now wouldn’t help at all. It was better to focus on the matter at hand and try to find a solution.

[Basara…]

Ddraig muttered worriedly, wondering if this new host of his would kick the bucket this fast.

Now that Ornis had released his power, Ddraig knew that it was impossible for Basara to win as he was now.

While it seemed to only be equal to some minor god, a god was still a god after all. Even the weakest was enough to face a Maou.

Basara still wasn’t up to this level, even with his Balance breaker.

“When did you replace him?”

Basara assessed that while the god named Ornis was powerful, this power also made him quite arrogant. This was why, Basara asked with ‘nervous’ expression.

He knew very well how psychopaths like this bastard worked.

They loved showing their superiority when facing someone weaker than them. If he didn’t play the game of the frightened boy, he might not get enough information.

Furthermore…There was something he wished to confirm. Something very important that would affect how he would move.

While Basara’s acting skills were nothing to write home about, Ornis was still fooled.

It wasn’t because he really believed Baara, but it was simply that in his mind, this was the normal reaction.

Furthermore, since he knew who the parents of Basara were, it gave him an intense euphoria. This was perhaps the highest peak of his life.

Killing the son of one of the ten gods.

Just thinking about this made him want to moan in ecstasy. The only sad thing was that there was no one to share this moment with him.

"If you are talking about that filthy human, I replaced him long ago. Even before you appeared in this town."

Ornis chuckled. Humans were really filthy. Ornis thought amusedly.

When he killed the teacher, it was after the man had tried to molest a female student.

It was funny that a teacher, who was supposed to protect students, would go on his way to hurt them in such a way.

Of course, after replacing him Ornis did not continue this conduct.

Not because of justice or any such thing. But simply because he was devoted to only one person.

Lord Afureia.

Thinking about the target of his affection. The source of his faith and admiration.

Then remembering how this person was tainted by this little Bastard.

Ornis suddenly lost all good humor. He gritted his teeth in anger and spat.

"Basara Toujou. You are something that should not exist. A filth. A taint for the noble blood of Etoulde. It will be my pleasure to make you suffer as much as possible before killing you."

He was truly full of anger and jealousy.

This was why.

He couldn't simply kill the boy.

Afureia wasn't as powerful as she was when they were in ExE and he had been preparing this trap for days.

She would need more than thirty minutes to find this hidden pocket dimension. This was more than enough time for him to enjoy torturing this boy before ending him.

Basara meanwhile was shocked.

When Ornis first Called him Taboo of the three races, Basara thought he was referring to his Human/Dragon/Devil blood.

But now…

'Do not be distracted!'

Many things suddenly made sense. But now wasn't the time to think about them.

He had something way more urgent to worry about since he confirmed the information he wanted from Ornis.

Basara knew his parents well. Even though they acted as if they left him to himself, it was impossible for it to be truly the case.

If they left with a rest of mind it means that there was something or someone to protect him. At first Basara thought it was Lucia but soon denied this idea.

But now, Basara knew who it could be.

Someone who had always been rather caring for him.

Someone who always brought him a feeling of nostalgia.

Someone who was full of mystery.

Chisato.

The presence of Ornis was all the proof he needed. This might be a leap of logic but he was sure of two things.

One, Chisato and his parents knew each other. He was most likely related to her.

Two, Chisato was at least as strong or most likely stronger than this god here.

Then all he had to do was hold on and hope that she managed to find him fast.

Perhaps he was wrong.

Perhaps his reasoning was erroneous.

But what else could he do?

At least he had some hope now and he would fight for this hope.

This was the only way for him to live.

At least, if he was right, the difficulty went from impossible to slightly possible.

{Ddraig I will need your help.}

Ddraig stayed silent for a while as Basara delivered his thoughts and speculation.

In the end, he came to one conclusion.

[Basara…Do you want to bet?]

{What?}

[If you simply have to hold on…Then I might have a way. But it could prove to be dangerous.]

Basara stayed silent. Since they were speaking with their thoughts this discussion of theirs was going at an incredible pace.

{I don't think I have any other choices, right?}

Ddraig hesitated again. This power was something that doomed all his previous holders.

But all of them were only humans at the end.

Meanwhile, Basara was completely different.

A Dragon, a Devil and most likely a God.

[Even though you might lose control?]

This was another reason he was hesitant. He knew how much Basara loathed this loss of control. A trauma that haunted him still to this day.

{From what you said there is a chance I won't lose control, right?}

[... Indeed. There is a chance. A small chance.]

{Then let's bet my life on this, Partner.}

Ddraig laughed heartily.

Indeed. A host of his should be bold and daring.

All he had to do was believe in his partner.

[Very well, let me teach you the chant to a forbidden technique.]

This was do or die.

(AN: Not much happened but I am excited about next chapter.)