Become Tyrant On My Own Way
Chapter 208 - RECOGNITION

“Please, please, help me, Miss Cassandra. Please save this child.”

I can see how Shipton's desperate face looks for help to save Noel Dumberman. I wondered, what really happened? Noel Dumberman's injuries are something, but they are not life-threatening. So what caused Madam Shipton to be so sweet?

Based on the saga, Madam Shipton's nature should at least not be evil. He was more towards being easily fooled and manipulated because of his innocence which eventually led him to get lost in the path of the devil. That's what worries me about behind his actions. Never mind, this is a form of Demon King trickery.

After all, we never know how time can change a person's nature especially if it has been going on for more than four hundred years.

Whether Noel Dumberman really needs help or it's some sort of stratagem, I'm really hard to pinpoint.

“This child only wants to help her brother, but it is Lady Isis who has ruined her, Miss Cassandra.”

Isise. The last witch I have never met, as well as the perpetrator who had changed the form of Yasmin into a turtle, the witch object of Isis.

I see, Yasmin just fell silent as she looked at Madam Shipton's kneeling face pleading for help before her with a long expression on her face. I have been able to understand to some degree the almost expressionless expression of Yasmin's face. It was an expression when he really thought of being able to help, but was hindered by something. And that must be me, the reason that makes it so bad to do it.

“Please, save this child. Save Nak Leon from the rage of Lady Isis, Miss Cassandra.”

Tears were increasingly pouring profusely in the wrinkled old eyes of Madam Shipton. But wait... What name was he calling to Noel Dumberman?

“Leon? Why did you call Noel Dumberman as Leon?”

It wasn't me, but it was Alice who finally asked.

Madam Shipton shook her head while still in her sobs.

“Noel Dumberman, no, Noel, was actually just a pseudonym given by Mrs Isis to Nak Leon, then Nak Leon himself added behind her with the word Dumberman, he said as a reminder of his folly in the past. She is actually your younger sister, Nak Helios, who was found by Lady Isis dying in severe injuries eight years ago.”

It felt as if there was a bolt of lightning coming towards my head. What has this witch said? I immediately wanted to slap her mouth trying to spread the lie. But when I recalled that Leon and Noel Dumberman's faces did have a lot of similarities outside of Noel Dumberman's scales, I was confused.

I even thought that Noel Dumberman was Leon, but after knowing his physical ability and connection, he said, I believe to myself that it was wrong that Leon could not possibly be as great and as tough as Noel Dumberman how much he would train.

There is a clear gap between Leon and Noel Dumberman as if comparing a genius with one who has indeed surpassed humanity, cannot be compared. Their fighting characteristics were very different.

It is easier to change the habits of body movements than the fighting characteristics that really rely on the instincts of the sixth sense of man so Leon and Noel Dumberman who are very different fighting characteristics it is certainly a different person.

But the old granny in front of me just told you that Noel Dumberman is Leon?

“Ah.”

Yasmin suddenly expressed as if remembering something important.

“If it was not wrong when Mr. Leon disappeared that day, it happened that Isis also came to see me and said something that he found his replacement youth who was lost because it was captured by me in this place. By matching what Shipton said, it could be if Isis at that time did kidnap Mr. Leon on the day he was pronounced dead.”

I was actually also curious about what part Isis did when she met Yasmin. But more important than that, though,

“The replacement youth who lost because they were taken by you?”

“Ah. I've actually never been interested in Isis' pet boy either, Master. But it seems that the beauty of my face has hypnotized her so much that she expresses her love for me. Isis became angry with me and changed my form into an ice turtle. As for the young man seems to have been killed by Isis himself because he felt his toy was damaged then he tried again to find a new pet youth.”

I really salute Isis who considers the young men as life stock. He really lived as a witch. But no less makes me pangling, can-cananya Yasmin say for herself that her face is beautiful with a flat expression. Well, at least Yasmin should be showing a bashful blush expression right? But since it was Yasmin, it should have been.

So, is Noel Dumberman really Leon? There were still many things I doubted, but in the end I decided to help Noel Dumberman at that time.

“For a while, Yasmin, let's heal Noel Dumberman's wounds first.”

“Wait, Master. I'd better use any dead mana to cure him. That would be much more efficient for Noel Dumberman's body now.”

“No. That's not necessary. We will heal what is sacred of him. Let's use the holy power.”

I also asked Yasmin to support me using her divine power on Noel Dumberman. Instantly the wounds on his inner skin were healed, but the dead mana attached to his scales increasingly moved wildly as it interacted with the sacred power. At least the human part of Noel Dumberman is healed, only the part of the scales that come from the darkness is getting deferiorized.

I decided to call the figure Leon for a while, although I still doubted his identity whether Leon was right or not.

“But I did not expect that there was a time when my identity would be discovered. Madam Shipton has done something unnecessary.”

“So you really admit that you are Leon?”

“…”

But only the look of a sad face emitted by that figure to me without answering my next question.

“You don't want to say anything?”

“Leon you know is long dead, Brother Helios. Because now this body has joined the body of darkness which will slowly only be consumed by him for the sake of the Demon King.”

Though there was no authentic evidence to support it, but somehow I could feel reassured that it was really my brother Leon.

Would I be happy to hug her now if she was Leon?

“Le..”

However, a figure came back from above the air to that place.

Unfortunately, that calmness could not last long. The scourge that Madam Shipton had feared had actually appeared in our place, the witch object Isis.

By meeting him permanently, it means that I have finally met all the great five witch legions of the Demon King with Isis as his last person and the leader of the legion.

This is the first time I've seen him in person even though I've often heard Yasmin mention his name because he's the one responsible for turning Yasmin into an ice turtle once.

Her beauty clearly far exceeded the level of both Angele and Marie. However, when I looked closely at the expression on his face, it instantly felt like an exclamation mark had appeared above my head. Now I understand why the young man chose to leave the owner of Isis to confess his love to Yasmin. Clearly, Yasmin's beauty was far superior compared to Isis.

How to say yes? Although beautiful, there are old shades and horror attached to her face which makes it difficult for men to fantasize her as a woman in their mischievous fantasies. Of course, there are certainly strange men out there who have strange fetishes with typical Isis faces, at least normal young men will never be.

But based on Yasmin's description, Isis's strength can not be compared with just the power of Angele and Marie which is clearly nothing. According to Yasmin, Isis is much stronger than she is. So how strong is he? Is he above me or below me? There was no way to find out other than to fight head-on.

“So in the end you crawled on your brother's feet to seek help huh, Leon?”

To the words spoken by Isis with a very haughty appearance, Leon's teeth were flushed. Whether it was because he felt humiliated or was it an expression of Leon's fear of the absolute figure standing before us at the moment.

I could roughly feel it from the incredible amount of mana dead that was housed within his disgusting witch body, he would probably be the greatest opponent I have faced right now, he said, even more so than the great Emperor Ethanus.

“Hey, Old Grandma. Is it because you are so old that you have forgotten the etiquette of manners? You should know that what to do first for the person you just met?”

As I said those words, Isis's attention was on me. I could clearly see the cross on the temple. As expected, whichever witch is alluded to her age, no one will ever be able to miss it without emotions peaking in their crown. Even Isis' expression was apparently much more attractive than Marie or Angele.

“Ah are you the chosen one? I've been watching you from afar for a long time, but it seems to be our first meeting.”.

“Ish.” I said as soon as possible cut off Isis's conversation on purpose.

“It is fitting that I sometimes shiver myself. Who can bear to be watched by an old grandmother who pretends to be beautiful but ugly in her original appearance.”

“Hmm.”

Isis' expression was indeed something like I expected, but I forgot that there was another witch beside me all along.

Yasmin, it should be from the context of my sentence, you should understand that my insults are not directed at you? So don't have to frown like that, okay?

But without me realizing it, Isis who was angry then quickly floated her object in our direction.