Book 14, Fiend β Chapter 14, Fiend Castle
Linley, although not a miser, wasnβt a spendthrift either. Linleyβs group left the hotel, then wandered about Royalwing City for quite some time, visiting over ten hotels before choosing a quiet, elegantly designed hotel.
The price of staying here for a year was 210 inkstones.
After paying 210 inkstones, he received a black talisman. Linleyβs group entered their residence, pushing open the door to their courtyard. In front of them was an elegant residence, with a flower garden taking up a third of the space of their residence.
In the rear was a simple, unadorned, two story building.
Linley and Delia looked at the building, and they couldnβt help but feel satisfied.
βBoss, this courtyard is pretty quiet.β Bebe chortled. βBoss, Iβm going to live upstairs.β Bebe hopped directly onto the second floor. Moments later, Bebe flew back down, his lips pursed. βThis hotel is so stingy. Aside from the bed and chairs, thereβs nothing inside.β
βThis environment is already quite good.β
Linley nodded in satisfaction, and then withdrew four azurite slabs, handing two to Delia and two to Bebe. βBebe, Delia, each of you take two hundred thousand inkstones. In the future, if you need to buy anything, make your own decisions.β
βHeh heh.β Bebe winked, accepting them.
Delia nodded and accepted them as well.
Linley raised his head, looking at the sky. It was currently the afternoon. The blood-red sun still hung high in the air.
βIt is still early. It isnβt even dark yet. Royalwing Cityβs curfew forbids others from being on the streets at midnight. Letβs go out and have a look around.β Linleyβs first thought was of the Fiend Castle. βLetβs head straight to the Fiend Castle and see what the Fiend test is all about.β
βFiend Castle?β Delia and Bebe were both excited.
Without wasting any time, the three of them immediately headed out towards the Fiend Castle!
The ancient Fiend Castle was completely black, especially that enormous carved symbol of the Fiend Castle; that blurry face with that devilish red cyclopean eye. Anyone who saw it would never be able to forget it.
The people who headed to Fiend Castle clearly werenβt as many in number as those who went to Redbud Castle or Blacksand Castle.
However, although the people heading to Fiend Castle were fairly low in number, when they strode on the streets, these people exuded a sort of confidence. The majority of them had Fiend medallions on their chest. Clearlyβ¦
They were all Fiends!
The elites of the Infernal Realm!
Linleyβs group climbed up the stairs, striding into the main hall of the first floor of the Fiend Castle.
βSo quiet.β Bebe said softly.
The main hall on the first floor of the Fiend Castle was very wide. There were very few people here in the main hall, only a few hundred or so. The few hundred people were spaced out in the wide hall, giving a very sparse feeling. Linleyβs group immediately saw the βFiend Applicationβ counter.
That counter had a jade-haired beauty seated behind it. On the shelf behind her, there were many bottles of wine.
βYuna [Youβna], one cup of Olay [Ouβlei] wine, the red bottle!β A bald, black-armored man placed a piece of azurite on the table.
βHey, canβt you see Iβm busy? Wait a second.β The jade-haired beauty ignored him, continuing to chat with the black-haired youth in front of her.β
βAnji, what do I have to say in order to convince you? Last time, over a thousand people participated in the Fiend trials, and only fifty three succeeded. There were twenty eight others who managed to survive, although they didnβt pass the trials. The others, more than nine hundred people, all died! Youβve participated in two trials, and you were lucky enough to survive twice despite failing. You were lucky twice, but are you going to be so lucky a third time?β The jade-haired women urged frantically.
Linleyβs group walked over as well.
The black-haired youth said in a low voice, βYuna, although I know I was lucky the last two times, I donβt want to give up. I almost succeeded the last two times. This time, I will definitely succeed.β
βCanβt you just train for a while longer, increase your strength, then try again?β
Yuna let out a sigh. βIβm responsible for the Fiend applications. I donβt know how many people like you Iβve seen, who want to become Fiends. The chance of death in the Fiend trials is however very high. Generally speaking, only a few dozen in a thousand will succeed, while the total number survivors never number more than a hundred!β
βAnji, go back and train some more. When your power rises to a new level, come again. At that time, I will definitely agree to your registration.β Yuna urged.
βRaise my power?β The black haired youth shook his head. βIβm already a God. I have gained insights into three different profound mysteries of the Laws. But I knowβ¦if I continue to train, the amount of time it would take me to gain insight into a fourth mystery will be unthinkably long. And so what if I do gain insights? My power wonβt improve greatly. Only when I become a Highgod will it improve! But that is too far away.β
βCan it be that I will be forced to fuse with a divine spark? I am not willing. Whatβs more, I donβt have enough money to buy a Highgod spark.β
The black-haired youth looked at the jade-haired woman. βYuna, donβt stop me.β
βHahaβ¦β
Suddenly, the nearby bald, black-armored man started to laugh loudly, his laughter immediately echoing throughout the quiet main hall. Many Fiends looked towards him, who turned his head to look at his friends. βBrothers, come and take a look. This little fellow managed to stay alive in two Fiend trials in a row. He truly is lucky. But now, he is going to take the trials for a third time. Hahaβ¦β
βOh, he survived twice in a row?β Quite a few people came over, all of whom had Fiend medallions on their chest.
βLucky enough to survive twice, and he wants to try again? Is he tired of living?β
These Fiends all laughed calmly as they walked over.
The black-haired man lowered his head, frowning. His entire body quivered slightly.
This was an insult!
βYuna.β The bald, black-armored warrior laughed loudly. βThis little fellow wants to die, so let him. Why urge him otherwise? Let him attend the trials and die.β
βShut your mouth, Crompton [Keβlangβpuβdun]!β Yuna stared at him while barking.
The bald, black-armored warrior was startled, and then enraged. βYuna, how dare you speak to me in such a way!β
βWhat? Canβt I?β Yunaβs chin lifted up slightly, and she stared coldly at the bald black-armored warrior. βCrompton, I insist on talking to you in such a way. What about it?β
βMotherf*cker!β Crompton, enraged, slapped the table, staring at Yuna with a pair of utterly reddened eyes.
Yuna was frightened, but then she summoned her courage and said strongly, βCrompton, what do you think you are doing? This is the Fiend Castle!β Yuna knew that Crompton was a fairly powerful Fiend who was at a Highgod level of power.
βCrompton!β Instantly, some other Fiends walked over and rebuked him, βStop making trouble.β
These Fiends whom Crompton had called over were all Cromptonβs friends.
βHmph.β Crompton snorted coldly, but he also knew that in Royalwing City, he couldnβt commit acts of violence. All he could do was vent.
βYuna, Crompton is just hot-tempered. Right, letβs get a bottle of Olay. Hurry.β A nearby man with long red hair handed the piece of azurite on the counter to Yuna, who accepted the chance to back down from this confrontation. Accepting the azurite, she withdrew a bottle of wine and handed it to them.
At this time, the black-haired youth, Anji, said softly, βYuna, sorry.β
Yuna looked at him, shaking her head and smiling.
βI know my training speed.β The black-haired youth looked at Yuna. βIt took me a hundred thousand years to master these three types of profound mysteries. In the next hundred thousand years, there is no way my power will increase significantly. My remaining money is only enough to permit me to stay in Royalwing City for a few more decades only. I donβt have any more time!β
Yuna glanced at him.
βFine.β In the end, Yuna acquiesced.
βMight I ask, what are the requirements to apply to be a Fiend?β A voice rang out. Linley and the other two walked to the counter.
Yuna glanced at him, and then immediately held her head in her hands. βGood heavens. First we have this God who failed twice but was lucky enough to survive, yet still wants to take the trials again. That was already crazy enough. Donβt tell me that we now have a Demigod who wants to participate the Fiend trials.β
βHey, my Boss asked you a question.β Bebe stared at her.
Yuna looked at Bebe. She couldnβt help but feel puzzled, saying in surprise, βHeβ¦is your Boss?β Yuna could tell that Bebe was a God, while Linley was only a Demigod.
βWhat, something wrong with that?β Bebe asked her in response.
Yuna couldnβt help but be feel stunned.
The nearby Delia laughed and continued, βMiss Yuna, can you tell us what requirements there are for the Fiend trials?β
Yuna said, βThe Fiend trials application doesnβt have any other requirements; as long as you pay ten thousand inkstones, you can participate in the trials. Once you pass, you will be a One Star Fiend. Howeverβ¦although there arenβt any hard and fast rules for participating in the Fiend trialsβ¦sir, I recommend you come participate after reaching the God level. The Demigod level, it isβ¦it is too dangerous.β Looking at Linley, Yuna could only laugh awkwardly.
Yuna spoke the truth.
Linley understood this, because he had heard their earlier conversation.
A thousand people participated in the trials, but only fifty three had succeeded, while less than a hundred had survived in total. This death rate was terrifying. In addition, those who participated should all have been at the God level. One could imagine how terrifyingly dangerous it was.
Crompton had gone to another corner of the main hall with his friends to drink wine. He was currently still extremely angry.
βMotherf*cking filthy whore!β Cromptonβs heart was filled with rage, and he would occasionally glare at Yuna.
βHuh?β Crompton suddenly paused. βBrothers, lookβ¦that brown-haired youth is just a Demigod, right?β
The others were startled as well, all taking a closer look.β
βHey, it really is a Demigod.β Those people were all astonished.
βYou arenβt planning to apply for the Fiend trials now, are you?β Yuna looked at Linleyβs group.
βNo rush. In a while, Iβll return.β Linley said with a calm laugh. Linley now knew how dangerous the Fiend trials were. Even if it was just for Delia and Bebeβs sakes, he couldnβt put himself in danger. In addition, he was more than halfway through gaining insights into the Profound Mysteries of the Essence of the Earth.
Even if he only slowly completed the fusion process, it would only take a few dozen years.
No rush.
As Linleyβs group was preparing to leave, suddenly, a voice rang outβ¦
βIn a while? Hahaβ¦β This sound was extremely ear-piercing.
Linley turned and saw that the leader of a group walking over was that Crompton. Crompton snickered, a contemptuous look in his eyes as he looked at Linley. βHaha, you, a Demigod, want to take the Fiend trials?β Cromptonβs voice was extremely loud.
The hundreds of people in the main hall all turned to look, and quite a few walked over.
βA Demigod is taking the Fiend trials? Have I heard wrongly?β Some people were puzzled as to what was going on.
βIβve heard of Demigods wanting to take the Fiend trials, but that was something from I donβt know how many years ago. Iβve never personally witnessed it.β A red-haired man, carrying a cup of wine, walked over.
These people all turned to look at Linley.
βIs it him? The one who is taking the Fiend trials?β They could tell that the only person present at the Demigod level was Linley.
βRight, itβs this little fellow.β Crompton immediately laughed.
Linleyβs face became exceedingly ugly to behold. Delia and Bebe were also enraged.
βNot just this little brown-haired kid. This black-haired kid. He failed twice in a row in the Fiend trials, but he was incredibly lucky and managed to survive. Now, he wants to try again.β Crompton laughed. βThere are an extraordinary number of fools here today. Do they thinkβ¦that with their power, they can become Fiends? What do they take Fiends for? What a joke!β
The black-haired man was so angry, he clenched his hands into fists as he stared at Crompton.
Linleyβs face was sunken as well.
βF*ck your mother, you bastard!β Bebe bellowed, but Linley immediately grabbed Bebe. βBebe, donβt be rash. Donβt get angry with trash like this. It isnβt worth it!β Linley said. Linley knew that he couldnβt let Bebe commit any acts of violence; if he committed any acts of violence in Royalwing City, he would be finished.
The face of Crompton, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly froze. He turned to look at Linley.
βHey, Crompton, did you hear that? That Demigod called you trash.β Some people nearby fanned the flames.
βWhat did you say?β Cromptonβs face was sinister.
βYou want me to say it again?β Linley had a look on his face, as though he didnβt know whether to laugh or to cry. βI really didnβt expect that there were people in this world who wanted to be cursed out. Fine then, Iβll say it again. I said that youβ¦β Linleyβs face grew cold as he stared at Crompton. βAre trash!β
βLetβs go!β Linley pulled Bebe and Delia by the hands, completely ignoring Crompton as he began heading for the outside.