In The Royal City Of Blood II

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The bag was suddenly pulled off of my head and I found myself tied to a chair in a dark room. Around me, six cloaked men were discussing.

"Are you sure this will work?!"

"It must work, high priest!"

"We need to force him to reveal the truth!"

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Their discussions continued for a while as I hummed a song from Earth, a La*a d*l r*y song to be exact.

'I wonder, do I grant humanity hope at the cost of war, or do I leave them in peace and chains?' I asked in my mind.

[Master will make the right choice!]

'Thanks, Nyx, oh and run some calculations for me, what are my chances at defeating Adam as I am now?'

[The master's chances are 0.0000000000000000000000…..]

'That's enough, I understand.' I stopped Nyx once the string of zeroes was too long to read.

I conversed with Nyx until eventually they finished their discussions and all looked towards me.