NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6.1: Increase His Affection!
Location: Hades’ rundown house at Hailer Pass.
The morning of the second day after their escape.
Hades stood at the entrance, contemplating how to start a conversation without being misunderstood. With Mortarion’s peculiar personality, one wrong word could lead to a grudge held for ten years.
This reminded Hades of his old irksome boss, who had such a twisted mindset that even saying “The printer’s out of paper” could be interpreted as an insult.
Why do other time travelers get to fight monsters and level up, while he has to figure out how to chat?
Well, when under someone’s roof, you have to lower your head.
Hades’ Chatting 101, commencing now.
He knew Mortarion definitely wanted to talk about something now. All Hades had to do was ask a few simple questions and let Mortarion talk to himself.
“Will those Overlords come down?”
“They will… those bastards, their pitiful lives depend on their so-called authority.”
“And now, the so-called waste from the lower levels has trampled on their pride. They won’t let this slide.”
Mortarion gritted his teeth, looking like he wanted to grab a sword and chop off those Overlords’ heads right now.
“Are you planning to face them alone?”
“…..”
“The flames of the oppressed burn in the heart of every slave…”
“…Given time, I will ignite the flames of rebellion in everyone’s heart, overthrow these tyrants. Victory will belong to humanity.”
Hades shrugged,
“You’ll have time.”
But… When you finally face your foster father, time will be running out.
“Not necessarily,” Mortarion stared intently at the mountains beyond. “My foster father might come for revenge now, but I’m not sure. He’s very cunning and won’t act rashly.”
In reality, if Mortarion’s alien foster father, Necare, chose to take immediate revenge, this little village would be instantly reduced to rubble by a barrage of highly concentrated cannon fire.
Mortarion knew his foster father well. He never took risks. When fighting other Overlords, unless he chose to toy with Mortarion by throwing him onto the battlefield, Necare would typically launch a saturation bombardment on the enemy and then use physic to drive masses of puppets to deplete the enemy’s resources.
He never personally entered the battlefield, even though Necare was the strongest sorcerer on this planet.
“So you’re waiting for him now, afraid he’ll attack the village?”
“…Yes.”
“I’m waiting for his revenge. I betrayed him, not you.”
“If he comes for revenge, he should come after me, not you.”
Uh.. There’s a chance he would come after us too, Hades thought with embarrassment, we did blow up his vehicle after all.
“But we also escaped, right?”
Mortarion glanced down at Hades again.
No choice, Mortarion was too tall, and Hades was too short.
“He won’t care about the lower-level…”
But he might slaughter these villagers in front of me to torment Mortarion.
Perhaps he should leave here.
But what if he leaves and his foster father attacks the village afterward?
Hades looked at Mortarion, feeling somewhat mocked. Indeed, as a human, do you remember how many small loaves of bread you’ve eaten?
Of course, he understood Mortarion’s concerns were valid. If he hadn’t known the script, he would have feared the Overlords attacking too.
But they didn’t.
Actually, this was very suspicious, as if intentionally designed to let Mortarion experience human life. And not to mention, in the original story, it was the psyker Typhon who rescued Mortarion.
Actually… this might be…
Stop!
Hades forcefully halted his thoughts; he didn’t want to be noticed.