Chapter 494 A Burden Worth Bearing
Northern observed Revant for a few seconds after speaking, the tender-looking Tyrant for a moment had a line of defiance laced upon his brows.
Then he breathed, closing his eyes for a moment and opening them before saying,
"Yes. I understand from the first moment I opened my eyes. You didn't need to get all defensive. But then, I understand that you..."
He looked at his hands as he continued.
"Even though I don't know so much about myself right now, I immediately know that I am a preeminent being. One whose power is imperious enough for you to feel fear."
He paused, bringing his face to Northern and staring with an almost blank expression, only a small smile lacing his lips.
After which he resumed, "I owe my life to you, my loyalty and obedience. I have peered into your head and determined that you have what it takes to be my master... for now."
Northern frowned at the last two words.
"What does that imply?" he inquired, disturbed.
"It means that should I attain a point where I can break free from you, I won't hesitate to do so. Except if even by then you are worth serving."
Northern curled a corner of his lips and let loose a smidge of a scoff.
"Then should I just get rid of you now?"
"That will mean you are scared of standing up to the challenge to be better. I do not threaten you. Right now, you are quite an astounding existence for a human. But in the end, you are only human. Should I have the power to not serve you, a human, I will not serve you."
"And if I'm a human far stronger than you could ever be by then?"
A small smile adorned Revant's face.
"Now, that's the enthusiasm I seek. I have seen your life in your old world and this new one. And I am sure that there are many unanswered mysteries surrounding your existence. It puts me on my toes. If you are able to meet my expectations and are worth serving, then I will shamelessly serve you regardless of my status in the future."
Northern clicked his tongue distastefully. An irritated expression climbing his face.
"You seem to be mistaken about this. I am the one with the expectations here. And right now, I can't help but feel like you are an unnecessary burden. Perhaps I should just return you to nothing. Just a ball of soul that you were."
The tender Tyrant was silent for a few seconds. Northern's words seemed to have gotten to him and truly made him realize that he really was not in the position to bargain.
Moreover, Northern's eyes as he spoke were evident enough to tell him that Northern was actually going to destroy his body.
Northern was very serious as well.
Revant stood there slightly shaken by the reality that he might go back to being nothing when he just gained life.
A few seconds later, he lowered one leg and dropped down, bowing his head.
"I apologize for my temerity."
Northern observed his demeanor for a while.
'It seems he is humble enough to realize that his pride means nothing right now and could cause destruction for him. However, it does not change what he said earlier. I don't know if I need a servant who will be watching if I am worth serving or not. I might as well destroy him and use his soul for myself thanks to the new abilities I've gotten... but he's a Tyrant...' He sighed.
Like it or not, Revant was a damned precious soul. An existence that will place him on a different stratum than every single existence in this world.
Because never had it been heard that a Tyrant served a human. If he could get Revant fully for himself...
Northern brushed the excitement away, 'I know that bastard has some kind of limited access to my mind. Let's not get him ahead of himself.'
Northern finally laid his gaze on the tender-looking Tyrant and sighed again.
Then suddenly he went blank, paying attention to something. However, it was not within the Limitless Void; it was outside.
A ghastly smile left his face. Then he said:
"I want to know your worth; that will make me decide whether to bear the unnecessary burden of keeping you."
Revant raised his face up to Northern; it was difficult to tell what he was thinking. His blue eyes were almost non-existent, reflecting nothing, showing no emotions.
But his tone was utterly submissive.
Northern did not like it, but he had no choice for now. He just had to decide that this is the one burden that he needed to carry, and it was pretty worth it; he was a Tyrant after all.
"I will indecently vanquish all your foes."
Northern looked at him blankly, "You have not gained enough respect from me to do that much. It seems some riffraff are about to be a bother; deal with them."
Northern hid a small wicked smile; every word, every act towards the tender Tyrant was intentional.
He watched Revant disappear into the embrace of the dark flames before also disappearing.
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A group of dark-clothed individuals landed on the ceiling of the auberge; they moved with so much stealthiness that the slate roof made no creaks as they moved on it.
More of them landed on the roof and slid down the wall of the building, with a refined and practiced finesse.
All of them, amounting to almost twelve, suddenly stopped as a black flame ignited on the roof and slowly died down, to reveal a young man in a black suit.
His suit was unconventional, something they had never seen; it had silver embroideries. His black hair was subtly fluttering in the midnight wind, and his blue eyes glared down at them with intense disgust.
He opened his hands; a blue flame began to flow out of it, forming a rose flower and gaining a refined shape that looked less like a flame.
Almost like the flame had gained physical form.
He raised the blue flower to his face, holding it by the stem, then he blew it.
"Scram."