Chapter 79

Dota 79

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While Nero and Anastashia were dropped on a proper place, that could not be said to Bea who found herself in the presence of a pervert. "Ohh, a new face. Who are you albino-lady?" that voice grabbed Bea's attention as she turned towards it. What greeted him is the close face of a middle age handsome man with a goatee.

Without her consent Bea's fist moved on its own connecting with the man's face sending him flying.

BOOOM!!

The man was dropped to a table full of materials forcing the table to break. "Ouch, ouch, quite a feisty one. Wait damn, that hurts!" he first tried to brush the attack but when he realized that his face was in pain, it amazed him. Know that this person is one with high standing, he has the strength that helped him survived in this dangerous world.

That is why it is a huge shock when a simple punch managed to put a bruise on his face, a commendable feat if he must say. The man stood up clenching his jaw that somehow got numb from the hit, "You're strong little albino" he said praising the girl for her outstanding power. "Master, it seems like I encountered a disgusting situation" Bea muttered dreading about this.

"Master? You called me your master? How romantic! Unfortunately I am not interested in little girls" the man with a goatee dramatically shook his head as if regretting something special. His action certainly brought the animosity of Bea, "Where is this, pervert? Who are you?" Bea asked narrowing her eyes at the man who seemed nonchalant with everything.

"How rude, isn't it normal to introduce yourself before asking someone their name? Well, that doesn't matter anymore. You can call me Azazel" the man who claimed to be Azazel smiled reaching out his hand for a handshake. His curiosity about this girl skyrocketed the moment he analyzed her race, it was not in his dictionary!

"Azazel…? As in the Azazel in the bible?" Bea muttered digesting the information that she just received. "Yeah, the one and only. Anyway, won't you introduce yourself already? I did mine" Azazel prompted Bea to do hers wanting to know what this woman's name is. His interest only involved in her race nothing else because he can see that she is devoted to someone else, and getting into that is not in his hobbies.

Bea shook her head erasing those thoughts before formally introducing herself. "Automaton of Lawrence Ranvil, name's Bea" Bea said bowing slightly to show some respect, she judged that this man is fairly important basing on how he act. Bea is well verse on people because of her innate curiosity about them, she really wanted to get closer to Lawrence resulting to this knowledge.

"Ohh! Automaton huh, do you mean the one you can see in movies or so? some kind of handmade doll? How come you have sentience if you were a doll? Did your master place a soul in this machine forcing it to gain one?" Azazel could not keep his interest in check so he unknowingly started asking a lot of questions making Bea frown.

Perhaps sensing her displeasure Azazel backed down with his hand raised in the air, "Woah, woah, chill man. Just curious" he said diffusing the situation. "I was created as a homunculus at first but master has blessed me with his grace transforming my body into that of a superior species, the automaton. It is said that it originated from the first light of the whole universe" Bea just wanted to explain her circumstances at first but could not help but bragged about her master.

Azazel did not stop her ramblings because it released a lot of new things he never heard before! First light of the universe? Don't know anything about that. Automaton race? More mystery. Specially the master that she keeps mentioning, it must be a unique individual for he was able to elevate a race of a person.

After Bea stopped talking, Azazel finally spoke. "Your whole being interest me girl, can you help me in my research?" he stopped beating around the bush and went with his purpose of conversing. "I see, you are a researcher type then. I suppose I should use this to my advantage" Bea said ignoring the twitching face of Azazel.

"I guess I should properly introduce myself so you will not misunderstand. I am Azazel, the Governor of the Fallen Angels. I held the highest rank within my race, it is not detrimental to be under me. Guessing from your clueless face, you should not be from here" Azazel formally introduced himself releasing the wings behind his back.

Bea widened his eyes slightly at the sight. The wings were pitch black, it didn't fail to fascinate Bea. 'This world… is different' she thought arriving at a decision. "Governor of Fallens, I wish to make a request to you" Bea said with serious eyes. This Azazel has a high meaning that he could receive various information on a daily basis, it would be easier to ask for his help in searching for her companions. She is already missing her master after all.

Azazel smirked upon confirming that negotiation is possible, he is glad that he was not outright rejected. "Speak, I'll decide after hearing your request, don't raise your hope too much though because I am known as a guy with a heart of a stone" Azazel said with a charming smile entering his own world. Bea deadpanned at that, it was a disgusting sight.

She concluded that this man is a lost cause and she doesn't need to consider every words that escape his mouth. In her mind, Azazel words composed of 20% truth and 80% bullshit. "I want to search for my companions, I want to use your intelligence network for that" Bea stated her request, she didn't think of concealing anything as this man was shrewd.

"Hnm, this is a difficult request. Many people are wary of me since I am still a representative after all, I can't easily dispatch my people as it would garner suspicions… I wonder what should I do" Azazel seemed to think hard about the matter while speaking the cons of it. Bea felt like she will literally explode any minute now.

She doesn't really like interacting with these type of people, they are the most problematic to handle. "Don't fool me fallen. As if you are that weak, I know that my earlier blow did nothing but put a bruise on your face. if you are that strong then only a few could resist you" Bea stated showing her deadpan at Azazel.

Azazel only chuckled apparently not expecting such lame acting to work, "I got found out huh? Fine, I'll help you, tell me who are you looking for and his description" he sighed taking a notebook and pen ready to write. "Great, hmm as for your reward… I'll lend you this to study" Bea thought for a while before taking out a creepy mask.

This creepy looking mask would be better in the hands of cults, that is how disturbing it was, specially the dark aura it was emitting. Normal people would have been frightened of the item but regrettably it is Azazel we are talking about. Faster than Bea's eyes could perceive, the mask on her hands vanished swiftly.

It appeared on the hands of Azazel who started inspecting the thing, he looked fascinated by it. "What is this? It looks ominous as hell. What does it do?" Azazel's researcher spirit was ignited by the new item he received, its structure is fairly different from that of a Sacred Gear making his knowledge useless, this excited him.

Bea scrunched her face in annoyance, "It's called Morbid Mask, one of the many items that Master has passed on me. He considered it trash but I think otherwise. I don't know its history but Master mentioned that it can do lifesteal. Like the terms in game, you should know that right?" she doesn't know why she mentioned the last part but it is just her gut feeling.

With that description being released, Azazel's eyes twinkled brightly. He looked at the item with adoration. "Lifesteal! It is uncommon I see, however there are several of Sacred Gears that can do the same. It is not enough" he said shaking his head. There are enough Sacred Gears out there with the same function, he does not need it.

Azazel is more interested in the system of Bea's body. It's a new species after all! One that has never been encountered before, how could he not be curious.

Bea considered his words and took another item. She snatched the Morbid Mask from Azazel's hand and merged it with the new item. Azazel watched in astonishment as the two items synthesize forming a new item. This time it is more menacing than the first one. Bea gave Azazel a look as the man literally drooled in anticipation. "So?" she asked tilting her head. There was no other answer, "Deal!!"

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