Chapter 93: Do You Believe in the Devil?

After an unknown period of time, Molmo slowly opened his eyes.

The moon was hanging high in the sky, and it was scattering a faint layer of moonlight over the earth.

Molmo was somewhat surprised.

He hurriedly asked the youth beside him.

“What’s wrong with me?”

“How long has it been?”

The young man shrugged.

“What a shame. Had you remained in that state for a bit longer, you might’ve reached the peak of your potential.”

Following this, the young man continued walking back to the mansion.

Molmo was confused by the words of the young man. He scratched his head in confusion.

‘What potential?’

‘What was he going on about?’

Molmo dared not ponder any longer and hurriedly followed the young man.

The door to the mansion was massive, and it towered about 2 to 3 meters tall.

The gate was made of fine steel, and there were all kinds of complicated patterns engraved on it.

At first glance, it seemed to be telling the tale of the family to outsiders.

The door slowly swung open, but all it revealed was a pitch black darkness.

Beside the massive door stood two stone statues.

One was a man. He was naked, and there were veins popping out all across his body. he seemed to embody great strength.

The other was a woman. Her graceful body was wreathed in leaves, and there was some sort of substance within her hands.

While Molmo was busy staring at the sculptures, the young man proceeded into the mansion.

Molmo quickly followed.

However, his thoughts still lingered on the two sculptures. He felt that there were secrets hidden within them.

However, as he was on the cusp of gaining power to defeat dragons, he needed to put behind those thoughts momentarily.

Upon stepping foot into the mansion, the door behind him immediately slammed shut!

A booming bang rang out, and it had given Molmo quite a jump.

The surrounding lights suddenly lit up following this.

The lights revealed an extremely luxurious interior to Molmo.

“Let’s go, father is still waiting for us.”

The young man glanced at Molmo and urged.

“Okay, okay!”

Molmo trotted to the young man’s side.

The mansion was massive, and the two of them walked for several minutes before reaching a grayish-black door.

The door was unlike the luxurious decorations that surrounded the interior. It seemed to have existed for much longer, and there were several snake-like engravings carved across it.

A sinister aura seemed to linger upon it.

The young man stopped before the door and turned around to look at Molmo.

“Father is inside. You can enter.”

“Oh, okay!”

Molmo nodded. After taking a deep breath, he then pushed the door open and entered.

He was not worried of what Osse would think of him.

After all, he was poor. Although he possessed some weapons to hunt and fill his family’s bellies, he had nothing else of value to his name.

Bluntly put, Molmo had lived a poor life, and he did not possess anything of value.

If Osse wanted to rob someone, Molmo was definitely not his target.

If Osse wanted to kill Molmo, he would not have waited until now.

After all, with the strength he possessed, Osse could have killed Molmo any time he wanted.

Going to such great lengths just to kill an insignificant speck of dust like Molmo would be a waste of Osse’s time.

As such, rather than fearful, Molmo was instead curious as to why a commoner like himself would suddenly gain Osse’s favor.

Creak!

The door seemed to be a little rusty. Molmo had to put in quite a bit of muscle to push open the grayish black iron door.

The moment the iron door was pushed open, an unpleasant and ear-piercing creak was immediately heard.

The room was not as bright as the corridor outside.

A few oil lamps with magic imprints engraved on them hung on the wall. The flames within them emitted a faint glow.

The room looked extremely strange to Molmo. Rather than being a secret room, it looked more like a religious site.

Not just any religious site, however, as it looked more like a cult than anything else.

Molmo subconsciously gulped.

Had he been the Molmo from before, he would have already taken a step back and given up.

However, that Molmo was long gone. The current Molmo was merely a vessel for exacting revenge on the dragon that killed his father.

In the middle of the room was a familiar-looking middle-aged man.

He was dressed in black, and he had his hands behind his back.

He was none other than Osse Kakadores.

He was the head of the Kakadores family, and he was the person Molmo wanted to meet.

“Oho, it seems that you’re not spineless.”

“Though the anger burning within you might be instilling you with courage.”

Osse was surprised when he saw Molmo entering the room without showing any signs of fear.

“I Want revenge, Mr. Osse.”

Molmo frowned and clenched his fists.

“I came as promised. Please grant me the power to take revenge on the Red Dragon!”

Molmo shouted.

His voice was thunderous and powerful, and it did not contain a single shred of hesitation.

Osse nodded.

“Calm down. I promised you, didn’t I?”

“Though I must say, your display earlier was rather surprising.”

“I didn’t expect someone with this level of affinity for magic to exist within Bohr Village. Had you received the proper education when you were young, your strength might rival even mine.”

Osse said with some regret.

He was speaking the truth.

He did not expect Molmo to possess such great talent in magic. However, as a result of the passage of time, what could have been a genius mage who possessed enough power to shake the Moldos Mountains had remained no more than an ordinary person.

Had Osse or the previous family head discovered Molmo’s talent earlier and properly groomed him, the Kakadores family would have gained a powerful mage within their ranks.

Oss wiped away the distracting thoughts in his heart and said calmly to Molmo in front of him.

“Molmo, do you believe in the Devil?”

Osse’s question was rather abrupt.

Molmo was caught off guard by it.

“The Devil?”

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