246 Old Gu. (1/2)

What was once the Emperor ruling the Silverbird Kingdom was now only some bloody mess that even some Beasts might frown upon.

It was more than 30 years that he had been tormented because of this person, he had to get his anger out in some way.

He wasn't even able to kill the main culprit, his 'father' who had severed his limbs in the first place. After that, he had already taken his revenge on his 'uncle' but it hadn't given him any satisfaction that he thought it would either.

Even now, as he gazed at the mess in front of him, he didn't feel any happier or light as he thought he would.

The hollow feeling inside of him did not seem to have filled even a drop. After a moment, a sigh escaped from his cold lips, and out of nowhere,

Meow!

Jinx appeared rubbing the side of her body against Ozul's feet affectionately. He did not understand the reason behind it but his mood improved to a considerable level.

As he bent down to pat Jinx, he remembered how she had been staring at him without any intentions of helping when he had laid there on the ground without any strength to do anything against that old ancestor.

'Still... For some reason, I cannot get myself to dislike or be suspicious of you...' he thought while warmly stroking her head.

”Haha! Young man, didn't you promise him to give him a painless and quick death if he answered your questions? You even promised to let him keep his dignity in death, heh. This pool of blood sure doesn't say dignity.”

Suddenly Ozul heard the old man's voice from beside him. He wasn't even able to sense his presence until he spoke!

By now, Ozul was already starting to get used to his sarcastic comments.

The old man shook his head while clicking his tongue, ”TcheTche... I thought you would keep your words. It's a pity, Young man. I thought you were an honest man...”

Ozul didn't wait for him to finish his nonsense and neared the puddle of blood to look for Luthien's hands.

Once he found them, he used Ball of Purity to get them out of the mess and took off all the rings that were on the fingers.

At least a few of these should be Spatial Rings, and since Luthien was the Emperor of the Silverbird Kingdom, he would surely have heaps of valuables inside his Spatial Rings.

He only found five rings and two of them were useless for him. Only three of them were Spatial Rings. He didn't check their content and just put them in his Spatial Pouch.

After that, Ozul turned around and walked away with Jinx gracefully following behind him. The old man didn't mind that he was being ignored for so long and also walked behind them.

Behind him, the old man's face again lit up in a toothy smile. Ozul's words perfectly described how this world worked.

The strong ruled the weak. Whoever lost was not only the loser but also the villain. In history, everyone would learn how evil would always lose and justice always prevailed, but the reality remained that whoever lost became the villain, and whoever won would become the winner.

After all, the one who lost wouldn't be alive to deny any false claims.

Although Ozul had given Luthien a torturous death, he was not alive to complain to anyone.

. . .

After the two had flown to a relatively barren land with almost no vegetation in sight, much less other humans, Ozul stopped and turned around to face the old man.

”Tell me, who are you?” he said while keeping his eyes on every movement made by the old man.

The old man scratched the back of his hand to ease away the itching before he answered, ”Haha. Don't get impatient, young man. You can just call me Old Gu for now.”

Ozul squinted his eyes at Old Gu but did not press him for any answers. He had a feeling that he stood no chance whatsoever against this old man.

A few moments later, Old Gu continued, ”You are a candidate, and you only have to know that much for now. Haha! I have already found other candidates, however, it would take me a little time to gather all of them in the Neutral Lands. Weird name if I say so myself.”

”Why have you been following me then?” Ozul asked as the old man had been following behind him for quite a while now.

He had just thought that this old man had something to tell him important or talk with him about something, but he refused to tell anything other than informing him that he was some kind of a candidate.

Ozul wasn't even given the explanation or any choice about this candidate thing, but he could make out from his words that there were other candidates as well.