Cursed Thrones
Chapter 45 - Anger

"I can be free, right?" ask Aeshma through the black heart in Aldebaran's hand.

"If you can survive, the body is entirely yours."

Aldebaran simply gave a blank look at the black heart. Without the slightest expression on his face. Before finally putting the heart on the table.

With light footsteps, he sat down on a chair to watch the unrest that was about to occur in this city.

"Master, are you sure? Releasing the Aeshma in the middle of the city like this?" taila also without a change in expression on her face.

"Just relax, I'll pull him back before he dies."

"But that's not what I worry about...."

Naila himself worries about the destruction of this city, considering that Aeshma is one of the ancient demons under Hecate directly.

Even though he did not have his real body, his soul was still intact. His strength might be enough to ravage this city.

On the other side....

The Aeshma has now gained complete control of Ronald's body. Turning that human body into a full-fledged demon.

His appearance was truly monstrous with the hallmarks of the demon race being very clear.

"Haha.... Ahahaha!!!"

Everyone who was still around the place immediately ran away in a storm. Leaving behind some confused city guard soldiers.

On the one hand, they were also very frightened over what was in front of them.

But on the other hand, they also have a duty to protect the citizens of this city. Can't run away and leave their main task.

"Aarrhgh.... Errgh!!!" shouted one of the soldiers who ran forward. Closer to the demon figure.

But in a moment....

'Blaaaaarrr!!!'

The demon swung his arm rapidly. Making the head of the soldier who was protected by the iron helmet completely detached. Before it was finally lifted up by the Devil, it was directed right above his mouth.

'Tie up! Tikk!!'

Blood drops from the soldier's head flowed right into Aeshma's mouth. With a long tongue, he seemed to enjoy the blood.

"Well, that's refreshing. I don't know when was the last time I drank human blood?" ask Aeshma to herself.

A moment after gulping down that fresh blood, his body again changed little by little. As if to return to its original form.

His strength began to recover.

And in the midst of this sea of people called the city, Aeshma was very sure. That he would be able to rise up completely.

But....

'Bab!!!'

An arrow suddenly pierced through Aeshma's body right in her chest.

No blood dripping. There was no screaming of pain from him. Just a bewildered look aimed at the arrow. Before finally staring right at the figure of the culprit.

Cecilia.

"Hmm? Why would an Elf side with a human? You're all more...."

Suddenly, both of Aeshma's eyes widened. I can't believe what I saw in front of him.

"You-you...."

Cecilia, Hella and Brian who saw the reaction were a little confused. But one thing was certain, the demon before them was not a figure that could be reconciled with.

They each prepared their own weapons. Even Hella had started chanting the spell at the end of his magic wand.

"How dare you.... Staining the blood of our Master.... Die.... No, it's too easy.... Should punish those who stain His blood...."

Instantly there was an expression of anger and madness so extraordinary on Aeshma's face.

With those hateful gazes, Aeshma darted swiftly towards Cecilia.

'KRAAASSSHHH!!!'

Aeshma's right hand pierced right into Cecilia's chest.

"Kughh!!!"

Without having a chance to react in the slightest, Cecilia spewed blood from her mouth. Blood from his chest that was now hollow also immediately poured out profusely.

Quickly, Aeshma retracted her hand. Grasping Cecilia's heart tightly before squeezing it to its complete destruction.

'Brruuukkk!!!'

"Cecilia!" hella cried out in panic to see the body of Cecilia who had fallen just like that.

'BRAAAAKKK!!!'

Aeshma flung her wings, hitting right in Hella's face. With that hard black bone, her wings crushed Hella's head completely.

Killed instantly.

"Whispering" Aeshma said briefly before turning her eyes to Brian in the distance.

"Well.... What's...."

His body was trembling nonstop. He had never felt this scared and helpless before.

Looking at the demonic figure before him, he could only stand still while grasping his greatsword.

"And you. What are you?" ask Aeshma while walking slowly towards Brian. He put on a clearly visible face of confusion.

It was as if he could not understand what was seen in front of him.

It was obvious that Brian was only a human. In addition, he also had Hecate blood in it. They also come from a different world.

Three things should be quite common and can be clearly understood by anyone in this world.

Butwhy?

Brian could not understand the meaning of the demonic question before him. I also don't have time to relax to think about it.

"Surprisingly, I kissed my Master's blood on your body. And your soul is not of this world. Are you a hero from another world?" ask Aeshma who is getting closer.

Without an answer, Brian just stepped back slowly. Trying to get away from the terror in front of him.

"But why is it so weak? To my knowledge, heroes from other worlds have always obtained powerful blessings from the Goddess of Light. But this?"

Aeshma was standing right in front of Brian. He tilted his head several times, trying to see Brian more clearly.

It's just....

There was something on the man's body, which he could not understand at all. Something he doesn't recognize at all.

Realizing death may have been right before him, Brian could only hope for one thing. The strong desire of the Orlog to survive.

That was Brian's only hope.

But the thing is, Orlog has not spoken since. Did He give up? Will he not try to save himself?

Like when it was almost slaughtered by that herd of Goblins?

Aeshma's face is right in front of Brian's. His dark red eyes that were above the black sclera seemed to be filled with question marks.

Looking straight into Brian's eyes.

"You.... Actually what?"

'Bzzztt!!!'

Distortions began to appear before Brian. His whole view seemed to have been deformed.

Color starts to fade. The light began to disappear. The movement began to stop.

The figure of the devil in front of Brian now only looks like a copy of the image in black and white.

In a state still filled with fear and confusion, a voice that was no longer unfamiliar to him reappeared.

"I told you to run, right?"

Orlog's voice sounded so heavy and filled with anger.

Orlog simply did not want to use his strength before his soul fully recovered. But somehow, Brian is always cornered in situations that endanger his own safety.

"Sorry...."

That was the only reply Brian could give. He realized how big of a mistake he made for not listening to Orlog.

Now, for the second time....

Brian must see Cecilia's death. His body was at the end of his sight. With that black and white color, he could no longer see his elegance.

Only a grayish-black liquid flowed from his chest.

But it's not just Cecilia. Even Hella was involved in it. With a smashed face and blood still flowing.

"I say once again, run."

With that sentence, the distortion that occurred before Brian became even more severe.

At first a demonic figure was seen before Brian who walked backwards. Step by step, he was getting away.

Second by second, his movements were getting faster. Resolve the whole thing that just happened.

Including the incident where Hella and Cecilia were killed.

But....

The time decline is slowing. And it finally came to a halt shortly after the Aeshma began to take over Ronald's body.

Before the end, the entire distortion before Brian began to disappear. The colors also re-energize this black and white world.

"Run away." said Orlog once again after the time went back.

Without a hint of hesitation, Brian immediately ran towards Cecilia who was preparing to pull her bow.

"Fast to get out of here!" he screamed in despair.

"Eh but...."

"There's no time! Hurry along!" reply while pulling the two away as far away from this place as possible.

In the end, the two complied and immediately ran away. Even with question marks in their heads.

Hella who caught a glimpse of Brian's face began to wonder.

'What happened to him? Why make a face like that?'

Right now, Brian was making a face filled with fear. Also with an expression full of sadness.

Even tears seemed to be dripping down his cheeks as they continued to run. Leave this cursed place.

......***......

On the other side....

Aldebaran sees Brian's group run away from the demon.

"A good choice to escape. No problem, I don't care about you either. At least I can call Aeshma and...."

'Deg!'

Suddenly, his heart beat very fast for a moment. All of this was caused by a mysterious wave of magic.

That faint enough jolt could be felt by almost everyone who had quite high magic energy.

Like a wave, it weakens as it gets further away from its center.

And for Aldebaran standing right in front of the original center of the wave, he felt it very clearly.

For the first time, he made an expression on his face. With both eyes wide open, and a gaping mouth.

"Mr Aldebaran.... This.." said Naila also with an almost similar expression.

"No way.... Inhere? In a place like this? Whereabouts? Magic is this strong.... Ancient magic like this.... Don't say.." said Aldebaran, who began to panic.

Aldebaran turned his gaze in various directions. Trying to find a pile of some books he brought.

In a hurry, he flipped through the pages of the various books. Trying to find an explanation for what he just felt.

Naila who only served as his servant helped him to clear the book that had been turned over.

But after a few minutes....

"nothing.... There's no explanation.... This is impossible.... There is still an ancient magic equivalent to the relics of the Goddess of Light in this world? A magic I don't know about?" aldebaran

"But magic like that, why is it here? And who's using it?" ask Naila curious.

No matter how hard Aldebaran thought and searched, he could not find the source.

Only, one thing is certain.

Now Aldebaran is beginning to realize that there is still an ancient power left.

Increasingly reveal the existence of Orlog in this world.