Chapter 549: The Sovereign’s Son

Luke sat at a long dining table with the demon lords, eating across from a beautiful blond elf. Artemis though not the Artemis he usually dealt with.

“Can you pass me that… thing?” he asked, pointing at a bowl of something that looked like orange gelatin.

“No,” she replied. Same voice as the necklace Artemis, but completely emotionless. Her expression was blank, a picture of stoic disdain.

“It is unpleasant to be in your presence,” the elf added. “Human. Mortal.”

He had been sitting with them for barely ten minutes and already knew every being at that table was divine level Rank S.

“The food tastes awful,” the butler doll announced.

“You… do not eat,” said Serious Laugh, a humanoid shadow given form.

Luke had begun piecing together who they all were. The cursed doll was an automaton like Anne, but where Anne resembled a near-human android, this one looked like a child’s wooden toy dressed in a butler’s suit.

The reptilian demon lord shoveled food with his claws, never taking his eyes off Luke. The water goddess seemed lost in her own world, while the spirit woman at the far end chewed her meal while glaring at him, simmering with silent hostility.

“I am not a general,” Samael commented quietly to Luke. “My station is religious within the order. Not because I’m weaker. Quite the opposite. I stand above them. With the Originals.”

“Originals” was the title given to Azazel’s founding group those who began conquering alongside him.

“Elder Samael, I expected the chosen one to be… more imposing,” the reptile demon said. The others called him Kor.

“Humans do not vary much in appearance, Kor,” remarked the Lady of Time.

Kor slammed a fist on the table, splashing soup across his plate.

“You spilled,” the cursed doll C3 observed.

“I am not satisfied with this,” Kor growled. “Of everyone in the multiverse, this is who was chosen? Even one of us would make more sense. But him? I disagree.”

“It cannot be changed,” Artemis said. “Unfortunately.”

She barely touched her food, idly turning her spoon in the bowl.

“If you’re unhappy, feel free to complain to your sovereign,” Luke said.

Kor’s eyes widened. Shock flickered across the entire table.

“Bold, little man,” Kor hissed.

“He’s correct,” Samael said with a sharp smile that felt anything but friendly. “And I will not tolerate dissent toward our sovereign’s decision while I’m present.”

The table fell silent again.

“Of course, Elder,” Kor murmured.

Then he faced Luke. “How many planets have you taken?”

“None,” Luke said.

Kor blinked. “None? How many kingdoms have you conquered?”

“Also none.”

Kor let out a harsh laugh. “Elder Samael, forgive me, but I cannot believe the chosen one has achieved nothing. Even blessed by the sovereign, he has done nothing.”

“As I explained,” Samael replied, “he comes from a newly integrated universe.”

“Then he truly hasn’t accomplished anything,” Artemis said. “If he was unworthy before, now…”

She trailed off.

“I’ve committed genocide,” Luke said simply.

“Genocide?”

“I wiped out an entire race,” he answered, taking another bite of something that resembled meat.

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All eyes turned to the cursed doll.

“The human is not lying,” C3 confirmed.

Now every gaze returned to Luke, curiosity replacing disdain. Because he had, in fact, done it: he had killed the last two angels that still existed.

“I assure you, the race I wiped out was made of creatures none of you have ever seen,” Luke said.

“He’s not lying,” the puppet added.

“A race we’ve never seen?” asked Gali, the gray-skinned humanoid form of a Moon Panther.

“Impossible,” Kor growled. “I’ve lived through Eras. There is no race I do not know.”

“That’s because I killed them,” Luke replied, deliberately provoking.

Kor stared at him for a long moment, then went back to eating in silence.

“And afterward,” Luke continued, “I resurrected one of them and recruited her as my soldier. She’ll serve me until the end of my life.”

He was talking about Angie.

“He’s speaking the truth,” the puppet confirmed.