Miju, the host of the auction house, was wandering restlessly.
Darius still hadnât returned. With that skill, even if the thieves were caught, he could have caught them right away.
âWhy isnât he coming back?!â
Within hours his eyes were turning red and the flaky skin was making him old. If he couldnât get the auction items back, he was dead. Death wasnât sure, but he would be tortured.
Considering the cruelty of Gehennaâs owner, it was quite possible.
Why was he feeling a cold sensation in his throat?
âMr. Miju!â
One of the attendants called him. MIju bit his nails and looked at the caller.
âWhat?â
âMr. Darius is coming back.â
âOh! Really?â
The man who was a champion for over 10 years in the arena, had returned.
He must have returned with his hands full of auction items. There was no need to worry now. Darius wasnât a nasty man, but was one of the strongest in the world. Since he went out, the auction items had to have been retrieved.
.
He felt bad for worrying a moment back. However, at the next words of the attendant, Miju bit back his smile.
â⊠said he missed them.â
âHuh? Haha? What was that? I was so excited that I couldnât hear it.â
âMissed them⊠they were quick people.â
Miju scratched his forehead and smiled. He didnât understand what was being told. Darius missed the opponent? Even a kid wouldnât find it acceptable.
How many people were faster than Darius?
A Magician who teleports will also be slower than Darius. It was clear that this attendant was making a bad joke.
âLook at this man. Did you think that I would laugh at that joke? I am not that kind of a person. Bring Mr. Darius.â
âThatâŠâ
The attendant looked and gulped.
Miju smiled. And then he shouted on top of his voice.
âGo ahead and get him!!!!â
âNo need to shout. I am already here.â
Seeing the shadow falling, Miju looked back. Darius, the blind man with huge muscles, stood with his arms crossed.
Normally, he should have been intimidated, but Miju was losing it.
âY-You! You fucking bastard was that true?â
âI am sorry. They were so fast that I missed them.â
âNow⊠now⊠what nonsense was that!!â
âIâll give back the payment given. If you need more you can ask. Because this time it was my mistake.â
âThat, that isâŠ.â
Mijuâs back felt stiff. His blood pressure rose and his vision was turning hazy. The urge to stick a sword in Dariusâ heart was raging.
âSimply? You simply missed them and you think this matter will be resolved?â
Miju was losing it. He kept taking deep breaths to calm himself.
Although he couldnât see, Darius was feeling the state of Miju.
âYou. Right now. Do you realize just how much we must have lost? What the hell did you think we hired you for?â
âWhich is why I am saying sorry. And that I will return the money given. And I will give you additional pay as a penalty for what I did.â
âIs talking all youâŠâ
âWhat should we do if you donât get to finish those words?â
Miju flinched at Dariusâ words. He knew what it meant.
âIsnât Gehenna scary?â
âHmm. I feel bad for the boss.â
âBad? If you are feeling so bad, do you think the boss will say something like- âOh, is that so?â when we say his items are gone?â
Gehenna Bernstein, a vicious person who returned anything he got a thousand times worse.
Not one or two people had fallen in his hands. It was the same for even the people who reached Master class.
But Darius chuckled.
âWhy? Why are you laughing?â
âI am sorry. I shouldnât be laughing.â
âWhat?â
âI want to ask too.â
Darius smiled and wiped the tears from his eyes.
âAm I supposed to be afraid?â
Miju closed his eyes at the question. Gehenna Bernstein was one of the world's leading back alley tycoons, and was known to be the âHand of darknessâ, a being who ruled the back alleys of the northern continent.
No matter how strong Darius was, he was just one person.
âGehenna's boss is a scary person. He pays back the grudges several times more and is the most cruel person. But before that...â
Miju looked at Darius and said.
âHe is a businessman. He is a person who hates losing moneyâŠâ
He tried to smile and said.
âYou will have to pay ten times the price of todayâs auction. Will you be able to do that?â
Miju couldnât do anything.
Darius patted Mijuâs shoulder and left the auction house without a word. Miju, whose legs felt weak, looked into the air as he wiped his neck.
The day he would die was coming soon.
Jamie didnât know how to take it.
Small. Not just small. Small enough to be a little larger than an 8 year oldâs palm.
The voice was cute and the two horns were even cuter.
The three round eyes were so bright that if Sarah watched it, she would want to cuddle it.
Jamie, who wasnât interested in cute things, could see it, but what about other people seeing it?
âWhat are you looking at?!â
Behemoth huffed and shouted.
The Behemoth was a huge fire breathing beast which Diablo Volfir worked hard to create. It wasnât a little bull like it was now.
â⊠small.â
While everyone was silent, Han said it which only made the Behemoth angry.
âWhat did you say right now?!â
âUmmâŠâ
Could this little creature be the culprit who destroyed Kelton Mountain?
Han couldnât believe it.
Same with the others. Behemoth snorted and then a small fire erupted.
âHuh! This body was originally very, very, huge!â
âThen why are you small now?â
âEverything has a story. But donât ask. And who the hell are you?â
Behemoth was asleep. However, the sealed place vibrated loudly and cracks formed. And when he woke up, the seals were lifted and these new people were standing.
The first people he saw.
âHow many years have I been asleep?â
His last memory was the contract with an elf.
Behemoth recalled the conversation he had.
-Someday, those who will wake you up might appear. Probably.
-Probably what?
-It doesnât have to be that. Because I donât want you to be woken up.
-Elf. Such blatant honesty isnât good.
-Huhu. But when you wake up again, it means the world is in danger.
-Huh. Whatever happens is good. I am tired of waiting, I canât wait any longer and Iâd rather not wake up.
-66,666 years. I hope that day doesn't come.
-I hate that honesty.
That was it, and he was sealed.
âAre you the ones the elf spoke of?â
âSeeing you remember that, you must remember the promise too.â
Han asked with a smile.
Izaya took a short step ahead and spoke.
âFirstly, you have been asleep for a thousand years.â
âThousand years. It isnât a short period.â
âAnyway, we are here to fulfil the promise the great magician elf, Shiora made.â
âShiora. Okay. That was the name.â
The behemoth nodded his head. And told Izaya,
âBut the promise was conditional.â
âConditional?â
Izaya looked at Han, who didn't seem to know it.
Behemoth frowned with his three eyes.
âDo you not know of the Day of Revelation?â
âDay of Revelation?â
âDay of⊠revelation?â
Han and Izaya were hearing it for the first time. Not to mention Jamie and Siegfried.
âIt wasn't mentioned to us.â
âRight. We were only told to wake you up and youâd help achieve the Frontierâs purpose.â
âThen you people donât know the revelation that HE would be back to the world after 66,666 years!!â
Jamieâs eyes widened at it.
He never expected the time coming out of Behemothâs mouth would be this.
66,666 years.
The time it took Diablo Volfir to reincarnate as Jamie Welton. To pinpoint the time. The Day of Revelation hinted at Diabloâs return.
â⊠I didnât hear of it.â
âThe year 66,666? What are those words? Did the world exist before that?â
When Han spoke with a tone of disbelief, Siegfried felt the same.
âIf humans existed 60,000 years ago, wouldnât mankind have already gone to space?â
âRight. Haha! Thinking of it makes me laugh! Who would come up with such a number?â
âThat was what Shiora said.â
Han stopped laughing at Behemothâs words. If he continued to laugh that would be a disrespect to the honor of the founder.
Han felt grateful that Braha wasnât present then.
âTch tch. Pathetic people. I thought you were good people since you were descendants of that elf, but you people arenât worth it! Why the hell did you wake me up?! Waiting for him is already hard enough, so I am going to sleep for the rest of my life!â
Behemoth looked at them with a dissatisfied face until he looked at someone.
Jamie Welton was standing there.
âUhâŠ?â
And then titled his head. Jamie gulped at those actions.
âDid he find it out?â
Unlike Black, Behemoth wasnât entirely connected to him.
Behemoth couldnât have known Jamie right away. Unless it was from black mana.
However, Behemoth started moving towards Jamie.
âYah, little cow! What is it?â
Han asked why Behemoth was acting like that, but he didnât answer.
Behemoth stopped right in front of Jamieâs face. Behemothâs eyes began to tremble as he looked at Jamie.
âN-No wayâŠâ
He didnât know it at first.
He was distracted as the people appeared out of the blue. And then he felt angry that the kids didnât know of the Day of Revelation.
And then looking around this child who caught his attention.
The familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.
Behemoth came closer to check the person and...
Shh!
The shape of Jamieâs mouth is almost in the shape of sorrow which accumulated over tens of thousands of years.
âIt has been a long time, Behemoth. I am backâŠâ