For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

  Chapter 39 Reason and Sleep

   "Judgment Four? Is there another sword called Judgment Three?"

   Hearing the name that didn't sound like a weapon, Cass asked half-jokingly.

   But unexpectedly, Nezemar nodded and replied:

"Yes, and not just Judgment Four and Judgment Three, there are twelve Judgment Arms, from Judgment 1 to Judgment Twelve. Holding them is a symbol of membership in the Tribunal, and your ancestor Blake Seba was Holder of Trial Four."

   It stands to reason that Cass should feel very honored.

   But he really couldn't have any real feeling for the ancestor who was active more than a thousand years ago. Even if that person might really be a hero who reached the realm of the gods with skills as this woman said, it would not affect Cass being wanted by the city now.

   So he asked directly:

   "So is there anything special about that sword called Judgment Four?"

   And Nezemar said while bandaging him:

   "Do you remember how many moon monsters you killed?"

   Hearing her asking this question suddenly, Cass replied directly:

   "It's written on the wanted notices all over the streets, there are twenty-eight in total."

   But she just shook her head and said:

   "Unfortunately, the real answer is zero"

   Cass asked suspiciously:

   "Why? I'm pretty sure that every moon monster in the parasite's body has been killed by me."

   At this time, Nezemar was holding Cass's waist with his cold hands, and then wrapped the bandage around his back and tied it in circles. After doing this, she said in a flat tone:

"But they all turned into black salt crystals and dissipated, didn't they? This means that they were just exiled back to the Moon, and their essence will not be affected in the slightest. As long as there is a chance in the future, they can be used countless times. You came to the world through the shell of the world. So you haven't really killed any moon monsters at all."

  Nezmaar's words made Cass feel a little shaken. For so many days, the obsession with revenge has been driving him to keep moving forward. But if the truth is as she said, he is facing a group of monsters that can never be really killed, then wouldn't his persistence be meaningless?

   But Cass calmed down quickly, he took a few deep breaths and asked:

   "So what you said has anything to do with the sword called Judgment Four?"

  Nezmaar put the bandage on completely at this moment. She picked up the handkerchief folded aside and wiped the blood and sweat on her hands, then said plainly:

   "Mortal weapons and magic can't really kill moon monsters, but Judgment Arms is one of the few weapons that can kill them completely."

   After she finished speaking, she put down her handkerchief and got up to leave.

   Cass stopped her.

   "Wait a minute, you haven't told me who summoned those moon monsters."

  Nezmar looked down at him and asked:

   "I can tell you, but have you considered accepting that answer?"

   Cass nodded slowly: "Tell me who it is."

  Nezmaar's lips twitched, and he uttered a name he couldn't believe.

  Simon Ward, Guardian of the Blackwater Province, now the Duke of Thorns.

The name    made Cass stunned for a long time.

   He had thought that it might be a great noble, an archmage, or some other high-ranking person in the city of thorns.

   But he never thought that he would be the man who covered the sky with one hand in the entire Blackwater Province, the tyrant who had ruled the City of Thorns with an iron fist for more than 20 years.

   Maybe I should have thought...

   thought Cass.

  At first, their mercenary group was hired by Duke Simon's faction to go to the Silver Stream Mine to investigate the strange noises heard by the miners, and then all his teammates were killed by those monsters.

   If I hadn't met Liz by chance, I would have died inside.

   Later, with the help of Liz, he infiltrated the Silver Stream Mine again and found the parasitized miner to investigate the truth. But he was attacked by the other party and had no choice but to kill him, and less than a day later he was wanted by the whole city.

   Previously, he only wondered if there was a high-level monster that was also parasitized by that kind of monster, but after learning about the form of the moon monster's existence, it all made sense.

   After a long time, Cass asked.

   "Why did he summon those moon monsters?"

  Nezmar replied:

   "We are also investigating the specific reasons. The most likely guess at the moment is that Duke Simon may want to summon a certain Void King to the world to achieve one of his own purposes."

   "What is the King of Nothingness?"

   Cass asked.

"The peak of the moon realm monsters needs to use the entire moon realm to interpret the existence of their ideas. They can cause suspicion and betrayal in the crowd with just a whisper, and a roar can set off wars and storms, just a thought. can decide the fate of mortals.”

   Cass felt like he was listening to a fairy tale.

   "Can the Duke succeed?"

"Probably."

   "What would happen if he succeeded?"

   "How the process will be depends on which Void King he specifically summons, but the final result should be all life and death."

   "Is there a way to stop him?"

"Have."

"any solution."

   "You need an excellent swordsman and a sword that can completely kill moon monsters, and that's why we're looking for you."

"I?"

  Kas pointed to his nose and said it as if it were funny.

   "Why, just because I can draw that sword?"

   "Swords are important, but more important is the person who wields the sword. You are one of the few people in this city who still has a spirit of resistance."

   "If only the spirit can make things happen, then there will be no so many tragedies in this world."

   "That's facing the difficulties of this world, and for the existence of the Moon Realm, your will is the most important weapon. You can cultivate more, and we will come back to you soon."

  Nezemar turned around and left after speaking. When she walked to the door, she suddenly remembered another urgent matter and Cass stopped her again.

   This time he sat up from the bed regardless of the wound and shouted:

   "Wait a minute, can you take me out of the city now. Go to the Black Pine Forest, there is a cabin near the middle of the forest, my friend still..."

  Nezmael didn't answer or stop, but knocked on the large vase at the door before going out, then closed the door and left.

   Just as Cass was about to get out of bed to catch up, Liz flew out of the vase with a displeased expression.

   Cass looked at her dumbfounded.

"you…"

   Watching Liz fly to his bed with a gloomy face, Cass doesn't seem to be able to say anything other than "you".

   "You take her away first, I'll knock them all down here and come back."

   Liz imitated Cass's line in that tunnel asking them to go first in an exaggerated tone. Then he opened his arms with a gloomy face, and his hands slapped Cass's cheeks with a "pop".

"big liar!"

   Cass looked away with some guilt.

   His current life is essentially lent to him by Liz, but he has been taking risks.

   Although he didn't know how much Liz's life scale powder was consumed in order to maintain his life breath when he was seriously injured, the witch's face was paler than before.

   "How did you get here? Didn't you promise to wait for me in that cabin?"

  Cass changed the subject.

   Unexpectedly, these words completely aroused the emotions of this little witch. She rubbed Cass's face with her hands and said:

"How dare you mention my cabin. After I took the girl through the witch's fog, a few monsters between the dreamland and the mist followed me soon after. I was protecting the girl who fainted. The girl was almost eaten by them while dealing with them, and they destroyed all the gardens that they had built with great difficulty!"

   "Then what happened later?"

   Cass did not push her away as usual, but continued to ask. His voice also sounded a little funny because the other party continued to tug at his cheeks.

   "Later? If the elder sister with the crossbow bolt hadn't rushed over, me and that girl would have died there!"

elder sister?

   Hearing this word, Cass's expression became strange.

   Isn't this witch in front of her already two hundred years old?

   A sharp pain suddenly came from his cheek, and Liz forcefully pulled his face into a long strip.

   "Don't think of something rude to me, I have to be called my sister if they look older than me!"

   But I haven't said anything yet...

  Kas thought a little helplessly, but when he thought that as long as he opened his mouth to speak, the other party would definitely be more angry no matter what he said, he finally chose to shut up and let her pull his own face.

   After the other party had calmed down a bit, Cass asked curiously:

   "So why did you hide in that vase just now?"

   "Don't you want to see your reaction? Let's see how long it will take you to remember that your master may still be waiting for you alone in that log cabin."

   "Just because of this?"

   Cass asked with an incredible look.

   "Why, isn't this reason enough?"

   Liz sat cross-legged in mid-air, with a sullen expression.

"As a result, you didn't think about it until that sister was leaving. Why, you were so fascinated by the blonde beauty that you even forgot who your master is? What do you want me to tell you, if you weren't saved before? Now, when you think about it again at this time, can't you just collect the corpse for me?"

   "If you can't collect the corpse, if you die, I, who are connected to your life, will die immediately."

  Kas said without thinking.

  Liz gritted his teeth and flew up and punched Cass in the chest, which caused him to cough repeatedly.

  Case coughed for a while, then asked as if remembering something:

   "By the way, what about the student of Offa University who was rescued before?"

   Liz's originally arrogant expression suddenly became embarrassed.

   "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

   "What's wrong? Are you still alive?"

   Liz nodded immediately, but there was still an embarrassed expression on her face.

   "To live is to live, that is..."

   "What is it?"

   Cass asked suspiciously.

   "When I used the Witch's Mist before, wasn't I worried that he couldn't let go of his thoughts and the teleportation would fail? So I put her to sleep first."

   Cass nodded, this is a common operation. Before I was used to the teleportation of the Witch's Mist, I often did this.

   "And then I don't know why... She doesn't seem to wake up now..."

   Happy Lantern Festival~

   (end of this chapter)