Salvos

Chapter 605: Father-Daughter Talk

605. Father-Daughter Talk

He had dreaded it. He knew it was coming he knew it would happen when he saw his daughter emerging from the ruins of his fallen kingdom alive and changed. He saw the corruption wisping off her. He could sense the change she had undergone.

It was an unsettling feeling, even to him. He was Sal. Or Samuel. Or whatever. He had gone by many names at this point, but it didnt matter. He was the Devil. And yet, he still found his skin crawling at what he detected from his very own daughter.

She had seen the end of the world. The wall of infinite corruption that was eating away at the Netherworld. No not just the Netherworld, but all of the Nexeus.

It came from below the world. The layers of the Netherworld that had been sealed off a place which Sal had once claimed as his own.

However, he has been fooled. And now, very little stood between the Nexeus and its destruction. Ashamed of his failures, the former Devil King swore to himself that he would never return to the ruins below.

But she did.

His daughter did.

She ventured into the ruins of his former kingdom she explored it as he could only watch helplessly from above, hoping that she returned safe. And when she emerged, she was different.

Stronger, certainly. But Sal had expected that much out of her. Something had happened down below something to do with the corruption. He didnt question it. He only continued to observe her until he saw the power she now wielded.

The power of the corruption.

And it clicked in his head.

Salvos had been corrupted. Just like

Dad, are you listening to me?

She spoke up, waving a hand in front of the Devil. He blinked a few times as he broke out of his stupor. Slowly, he nodded, letting the usual smile he wore slip back onto his face.

Ah, of course. You want to talk to me. A father-daughter conversation. But

Sal swept his gaze over the small pocket space. Pitiful in size and composition compared to his own, but rather impressive considering that Salvos was only Level 165 in her Subspecies. The product of a Grand Skill, he surmised.

But it wasnt the glass-like walls that drew his attention. Instead, his eyes flickered as he looked towards the other individuals gathered here in this room.

Four Archdemons that stood awkwardly to the side. Well it was going to be three Archdemons and one Primeval Demon soon, but they would all still be eavesdropping in this conversation. And the Devil wasnt sure if he was comfortable sharing details about his private life to his strangers.

He already found it hard enough knowing that he had to confide with his daughter.

Could we possibly take this conversation elsewhere more private?

Sal asked, turning back to his daughter. But Salvos shook her head.

Nope. I feel like they need to hear this too.

She turned to Haec and held his gaze. He raised a brow in response, and she shook her head.

Not just them. But everyone in the world needs to hear about this.

Aw, but isnt this supposed be a talk between a father and his daughter about his past regrets? Surely you dont want to be privy these strangers about your dads love life too, right?

Sal nodded hopefully at Salvos. But she just cocked her head back at him.

Love life?

She was distracted for a moment, and the Devil smirked. Good, while she isnt paying attention He swept back, ready to make his escape.

And Salvos shook her head.

I dont care about that. What I care about is what youve done.

I

Sal opened his mouth, and she just spoke matter-of-factly.

The world is ending because of you, Dad.

She took a step forward as he paused. To the side, Haec narrowed his eyes, Taburas blinked, and Bertrugil frowned. Aemula just looked around, confused.

Uh what?

She asked, and no one answered. Salvos continued to hold her fathers gaze.

I want you to tell me what happened. Tell us all what happened.

And Sal sighed, acquiescing.

She sputtered, but stumbled over her words. I rolled my eyes and poked my dads side. He yelped as he turned back to me.

Stop scaring her, Dad.

Youre so mean, my daughter. Youre not letting your dear father have his fun

He pouted cutely which was just weird. I shook my head as I turned back to Taburas.

If you dont believe me, you should at least believe him. Hes the Devil! He wouldnt lie!

I waved at my father, and the four Archdemons stared at Sal. Haec scratched his cheek.

I do believe you, Salvos. But you know, telling us to believe the Devil is not as convincing of an argument as you think it is. He has a a reputation.

He does?

I blinked back at my companion. Bertrugil pinched the bridge of his nose.

Hes the Devil. Hes a liar, a deceiver, and a trickster.

I wouldnt say Im all of that

Sal spoke up, waving a hand off.

Im certainly a trickster, but Im not a liar or a deceiver. Come on!

Thats besides the point.

I crossed my arms as I turned to my dad.

He can back me up hes been around for longer than the Demon King. So thats why that dumb, stupid Regnorex doesnt know about it. Hes too young or something.

Taburas bit her lower lip as she glanced between Sal and I. She looked back to her friends for help, but she couldnt find any there. She had no choice but to finally accept what I was saying was true.

...fine. But even if it was all true, what are we supposed to do about it?

Nothing.

I replied with a smile.

Not right now, at least. Its like you said. Were weak, and we cant stop the end of the world. But

I slowly turned around to face the Devil standing next to me. Haec, Taburas, Bertrugil, and Aemula faced him as well, and he tilted his head hesitantly.

Why is everyone looking at me?

He asked in a small voice. I looked at my dad I saw the way he was still trying to avoid the conversation with his little jokes and playful remarks. But I wasnt having it. I looked into the Devils dead eyes and spoke resolutely.

You can do something about the end of the world. You should do something about the end of the world. After all

I trailed off, leaving the words unsaid. But Sal could see it in my eyes. He knew what I meant to say.

That it was his fault. That it was his responsibility.

And my dad just closed his eyes as he craned his head back.

You met him while you were down there, didnt you?

The Devil took a seat, crossing his legs as he massaged his forehead.

Belphegor.

And I nodded.

I did. And he told me everything.

But Sal rebuked my response.

No

He lowered his head once more, meeting my gaze. His eyes were glinting as he spoke.

Belphegor didnt tell you enough.

Sal gestured at the glass-like ground of my pocket space. He looked at all of us Haec, Taburas, Bertrugil, Aemula, and I as he waited expectantly.

So gather around, sit down, and allow me to elucidate you about the end of the world.