Chapter 1318 - A Fifty-fifty Decision (1/2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Are you sure you can win?” The Nightmare Lord didn’t avoid his gaze.
They stared at each other for a long time before Roland replied, “Of course I can win this war—give it another century, even if you hide in the Blackstone region, you’ll still be wiped out by humans. But I can’t wait that long, the Oracle’s warning indicates that a crisis is imminent, I must arrive at the Bottomless Land as soon as possible and I need your help to do so.”
“Wh… What?”
“Help me defeat the demons faster—i.e., your Western Front army.” Roland crossed one leg over the other. “For example, tell me how you process God’s Stones of Retaliation, the abilities of the King and the grand lords, the weak points of Spider Demons. This was also why I reached out to you personally. Anything you can think of—”
Bang! Valkries slammed her hand onto the table and coffee splashed out from the cups.
“Don’t get too cocky, human male!” she said, forcefully suppressing her voice. “You can kill me, but don’t expect me to kneel before you and beg for mercy, and even more so, don’t think that I’ll betray my race! Help you defeat the Western Front army? Dream on!”
“Insolence!”
“Do not show such rudeness in front of His Majesty!”
The witches almost yelled in unison and in an instant the two sides were ready to launch into a fight. The temperature of the mood seemed to drop to freezing point.
“What the hell are they doing over at that table?”
The muttering of other people in the restaurant at nearby tables could be heard.
“A couple’s quarrel?”
“Uh… the numbers clearly don’t fit.”
“But speaking of which, the girls beside him are gorgeous!”
“That Peninsula girl is clearly better, okay? Damn that guy, who exactly is he?”
“So envious…”
In his mind, Roland silently rolled his eyes. The murderous intent was practically overflowing all around him; there wasn’t an inkling of romance in it at all! “Enough, let’s all control ourselves.” He pretended to unconcernedly wave his hand for Phyllis and the others to hold their attack, and then leaned back on the bench and looked down at the Nightmare Lord. “Don’t you think that rejecting reality is betraying your race more?”
“Reality?”
“Correct!” Roland voice suddenly turned grim. “If the Oracle’s warning was not a lie, then there are only two paths that lay in front of all civilizations: One is going through with the Battle of Divine Will to the very end. Two is end this never-ending war once and for all through the Realm of Mind! And as for the consequences of your choice, don’t tell me you have no idea!”
Not giving her a chance to retort, he raised his voice a little, “After staying in the Dream World for so long, you should be clear how much I can raise the overall strength of humans. If a new legacy shard doesn’t appear, it is impossible for you to face us with your race’s current strength! If our war drags on for decades, how many people will your race have to sacrifice and how large of a price will you have to pay? Unless, that is what you wish to see?”
“Then they will be dying honorably on the battlefield—”
“No, they’ll be dying for a meaningless lie!” Roland corrected. “And because of the existence of legacy shards, this war will never rest. Hatred and suspicion will spread the flames of war to the Blackstone region, until your race ceases to exist! The only person who can stop that from happening is me. Once I am gone, the eradication of demons will be inevitable. In comparison to losing one front line army, isn’t it obvious which decision will benefit your race more?”
“…” Valkries’ face was ashen, she didn’t say anything.
“In reality, it’s likely that we are almost out of time, if we miss the chance to end the war, then there will be no way out.” He uncrossed his legs, leaned slightly forward and said, “Are you still holding onto your original decision?”
After a long period of silence, the Nightmare Lord said coldly, “Human male, why should I believe you? According to the Oracle’s words, once you become god, who can guarantee that you will let our race off? Just from the words you just said?”
“You have no other choice. On the one hand is the possibility of continuation, and on the other hand is certain doom, that’s all.” Roland softened his tone. “The goal of war has already changed, what was impossible in the past is possible now, as long as you think about it from another perspective, then both races can live on.”
Valkries pressed her lips together and didn’t speak.
Roland didn’t wait until she did. “I know this is a difficult decision, so I don’t expect you to reply immediately. You can go back now.”
She raised her head, not daring to believe her ears. “…That’s it?”
“Otherwise? Should I tie you up and torture you or should I directly kill you? I’ve said so… at least at the moment, you are free.” Roland dug out his phone. “Oh yes, tell me your number so I can inform you about the war on the north side as soon as possible. This might help you make your decision—don’t forget, the future of the demons is in your hands.”
Although completely unwilling, Valkries handed over her phone number in the end.