15 Chapter 15
"Great sage... How long have I been here... in this world?"
[Answer: 21 hours 19 minutes and 56 seconds.]
"Not even a day and I'm already feeling homesick..."
Looking at the roof the crimson-haired daemon sighed. The room was particularly decorated with an ambient theme. Suitable to host daemons, for they were the only residents of this world.
Laying down on his bed Cale recounted all that had happened to him up till now.
The new world.
New identity.
New city.
New-
*Knock-knock*
Hearing the sudden knock at this time of night he was brought out of his stupor. Moving towards the door, Cale was greeted by the disappearing girl Aria.
"Cale-sama... I apologize for disturbing you... I want... I just wanted to check if you are resting well..."
Watching her awkwardly change her sentence he was somewhat amused at her antics. However, he was in no mood to host any conversation.
"Yeah, I am probably going to take a rest..... After all, It was one hell of a day for me."
Hearing him Aria couldn't help but look down. She wanted to spend some time with him but ... guess she was just unlucky... or not?
"Say how about you take me to the arena tomorrow?"
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Earlier today.
Observing all the daemons going in and out of the arena with varying kinds of emotions he too wanted to explore.
Cale was curious and the best way to reduce it was to do what you are simply curious about.
And so he did.
Further enclosing toward the arena of desires he saw the entrance. Shattering the image one develops after hearing the description of this colosseum, the gate was exquisitely simple.
'The gate's quite bland... anyways.'
No decorations at all just a stone gate standing tall to welcome the hopes and woes of everyone.
"It is like a gladiator's arena." Cale muttered while marveling at the simple yet supple design.
The stage however was already occupied. With seats filled up to the brim, the cheering of the audience echoed throughout its entirety.
There were two daemons fighting. It would have been a common sight for the people if not for the fact that the ones fighting were two greater daemons.
Getting hold of a random passer Cale asked "Hey friend, Why are they fighting?"
"Oh, they?" Pointing toward the stage the random guy replied
"They are both competing for the hand of Aria Zarmon. The one who wins the fight will get to propose that hot daemon... Man, I wish I was that strong."
"Oh, oh..."
Seeing the guy walking away with a lewd smile, he couldn't help but remember that clueless pink daemon.
"Oh, that looks like the registration table." On his extreme right, he caught sight of a place with the most crowd.
Turning towards it he wanted to move in its direction. However, before even he could take a step he was stopped by a familiar voice.
"Cale-sama!" After searching for him in the entire city, the butler finally found Cale in the Arena.
'I should have believed my guess rather than listening to young miss' He thought while huffing from tiredness.
"Oh, Butler... I... I thought Aria would be here..." turning his head away Cale spoke in a little embarrassment.
As if he was caught lying.
"Worry not Cale-sama, I have already found her. She just ran off to buy her favorite Lady finger fries." The Butler answered in his (trying to be) elegant manner.
'He believed.' Cale thought.
'He is lying.' Butler thought.
"Anyways Cale-sama, let's get back to the mansion. the lord must not be kept waiting."
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"We have reached our destination Cale-sama. I believe what lies ahead has to be explored by you alone."
*Twitch*
Sigh, rather than replying he decided to enter the room instead.
From the outside, the Zarmon residency looked like just any other noble mansion.
*Click*
As soon he opened the door, Aria jumped from her seat and shouted in excitement.
"Look Papa, This is Cale-sama... My Savior!"
"Look Cale-sama, This is Lord Zarmon... My Father!"
Not wasting any more moment she grabbed Cale's hand, much to the displeasure of her father, and introduced him to her father.
Lord Zarmon observed his every action with keen eyes.
'Great sage control any unwanted expression.'
[Affirmative]
Looking at the Pink colored greater daemon he decided to be a little wary. It never hurts to be anyway.
These old coots are shrewd and he believes he has to be on the safe side.
Nodding toward the lord he greeted "Greetings Lord Zarmon."
"PRESUMPTUOUS!!!"
"How dare you not kneel in front of the lord!"
Veins would have popped on Cale's head if not for the Great Sage enacting immediately. He decided to ignore the Zarmon's guards, for now, however, he marked their faces in his heart.
'I would knock on their doors soon...'
Raising his right hand to warn the guards he said "I apologize, O savior of my foolish daughter... I'll surely punish them in your stead."
"I understand Lord Zarmon" Cale replied with a poker face.
"After all they must protect their Lord's dignity..."
The Zarmon lord sighed and ordered his guard to leave.
"But lord-"
"Leave!"
"I apologize yet once again Cale, If you wan-"
"Nah Nah, it's okay... I understand." He replied again with the same poker face.
"It's all right father... He doesn't mind at all"
Looking at his daughter siding with this newcomer he felt like a knife stabbing his heart
'You foolish daughter...'
"Then I would not follow up on that topic anymore... please take a seat." While showing none of his thoughts on his face Lord Zarmon offered Cale to continue this conversation in a more comfortable manner.
'What should I say now?' Cale thought. He did not know what to say in this awkward moment.
Two poker faces and a bubbly energy ball, An interesting gathering for a meeting.
"I am very thankful to you for saving my daughter Cale. If not for you I ... I don't know what would I have done... I-"
Not being able to digest this lame-acting Cale interrupted him by adding his thoughts. Honestly, he was bored.
"Please ignore this shameful display, Cale... So, What is a daemon from the Red-lineage doing here? "
'Great sage.'
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The sun was shining in all its glory denoting the start of the day.
"Cale-sama, Cale-sama look we have reached the arena..." Aria happily muttered while trying to suppress her infinite excitement
'It is a date right... Me and cale-sama...' However, she finished her thoughts while glaring at the butler that was ordered to follow them.
'and the butler.... humph!'
By now Cale was already used to the antics of this pink-colored energy ball.
So rather than focusing on her, he stared at the arena that was gradually closing in.
With a smirk on his face, he said "Hurry up Aria, Let's get myself registered fast." Finally, he would get to know about the Arena in detail.
"Hai cale-sama... Hurry up, Butler." She responded happily yet glared at the butler who was not even aware of what he did wrong.
Getting into the line for registrations Cale waited while thinking about the battle he'll finally get to fight.
'I would only use physical force to subdue my opponent, otherwise, it would be too easy.'
"Next"
It was finally his turn.
'Why does every single person who does a desk job look like he is fed up with his life?' was the only thought left in his mind after seeing the poor soul.
All the random Daemons he has encountered so far have varied appearances. But for the first time, he has seen one whose entire body screams (When is Friday?)
Without waiting for Cale to say anything he was quickly given a token representing his number and instruction.
"Be on stage when called"
"Oh... wait any rules I need to be aware of?" Cale inquired as a genuine question.
"No rules. Anything goes. Kill, Eat, Fuck, anything... Now shoo... brrrr... Next!"
"Oh" Cale's eyes twitched a little at the detailed explanation. However, he was reminded yet again of the fact that this is a daemon world.
Well anyways.
Turning over the token he saw his number
"So you got Number 69"
"Holy shit!!! When did you come here?" Startled by the sudden voice near his ear Cale looked up to see a familiar face
"I was always here kid." Yes, the one who spoke was his first friend in this forsaken world, Moro.
"Nice number ey kid..." Moro smirked while looking at Cale's token.
"Yeah~ hehe" Cale chuckled.
Quite a chummy environment for them but there was one person who was not happy.
'One more person to ruin my date...' Aria thought.
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"My Lord, why did you stop us? We should have taught him a lesson for disrespecting you!"
"I agree as well my Lord" the other guard chimed in as well.
They both were present when instead of kneeling Cale just nodded as a greeting.
It was unacceptable.
"Calm down... I know what I have to do."
Lord Zarmon was not just a simple Greater Daemon. He increased his influence in the city using his capabilities, and skills.
Extra skill: Premonition
This skill gives him a feeling that his actions would help him or hurt him in any possible way.
'Using this skill I have created this noble house. But if I did something wrong at that time then it would have been for naught... He is dangerous!'
"That Red Daemon is a monster. We should either stay away from him... or put him on a leash."
"Let him do whatever he wants. Do not antagonize him needlessly!" He ordered his guards. Hearing his unquestionable order the two guards soon left after accepting.
Looking at the Arena from his window Zarmon sighed.
'I leave the rest in your hands... Aria.'
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"Ladies and Gentlemen tighten your buttocks. for the next round is about to begin. "
The announcer shouted while enhancing his voice with magic skill, {Common skill: Announce}
"Number 69 and number 420 get on the stage."
"Listen well for I will say it only one time the reward is going to be 500 Gold coins and a special reward from the material world"
*OOHHH YEAH!!!!*x699
"No.69 vs No.420"
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'Finally'
*********That's all Folks*********
Congratulations my brethren for successfully surviving the first day of NNN.
We stand Strong.
Titan
One Power stone = One jug of Daddy's Ale.
Shoot 'em stones.
