"Got any chocolate? Break me off a piece."
"?"
Lin Keri, who had roamed the streets for decades, was suddenly at a loss. He considered his ability to judge people to be far from rusty, yet as his experienced and sharp eyes stared intently at Lucifer, he couldn't see through the man before him at all.
The instincts honed through countless life-and-death battles were warning him at every moment: Lucifer, the man who was trying to ask him for something, was no simple character. It was feared that this person's power… was no less than his own!
But seeing that Lucifer had no malicious intent, and adhering to the principle that Lungmen has its own ways, Lin Keri couldn't just make trouble for the man for no reason.
"Yes, yes, I'll find some for you."
Lin Keri turned and bent down to get a jar of chocolate, but his eyes never left Lucifer, remaining vigilant. For a master, showing one's back was the most dangerous opening. However, Lucifer still made no move. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the chocolate jar in his hand.
Lin Keri was momentarily baffled.
"…Here's the chocolate you wanted."
"OK, here's your delivery. Please sign for it."
Lucifer placed the goods in front of Lin Keri. And the soft object before him, Lin Keri couldn't possibly associate it with a bomb. Instead, it felt like clothing.
"Oh… that must be the clothes Yuxia bought for me… wait, you're a delivery man?"
The slow-to-react Lin Keri looked up, only to find that Lucifer had already seized the chocolate and was happily munching away.
"Yep. Penguin Logistics. Satisfaction guaranteed."
"Penguin Logistics…"
Speaking of penguins, Lin Keri remembered hearing from Wei Yenwu that there was a Beastlord called the Emperor who was running a logistics company in Lungmen.
But who is this formidable character, Lucifer? When did Lungmen get such a figure?
"Just sign here first. The recipient is Lin, right?"
"Ah… yes…"
Following the steps Lucifer pointed out, Lin Keri, like an old man out of touch with the times, wrote down the name "Lin" stroke by stroke. While writing, Lin Keri asked Lucifer thoughtfully, "Little friend… sir, I have a rather presumptuous question, I'm not sure if I should ask."
"Then don't ask. It would be too presumptuous to say it out loud."
"…Just to satisfy the curiosity of an old man like me. I'm getting on in years, my eyes aren't what they used to be. I really can't see clearly what race you are, sir."
"I'm a genuine Aegir."
Lucifer had expected this. His Lungmen resident ID stated he was an Aegir. An ordinary person would never suspect it. It was just that Lin Keri was no ordinary person. Even if he wasn't a hidden boss of Lungmen, he was at least at the level of an elite mob. But as long as they didn't actually fight, it would still be a bit difficult to see through Lucifer's identity as a Blood Demon.
"Is that so? I thought you were one of those rare Liberi or Sarkaz, hahaha."
Lin Keri laughed heartily. Lucifer maintained his smile and continued to eat his chocolate, neither agreeing nor refuting him. As the laughter slowly died down, the atmosphere in the candy shop began to turn strange.
Only the sound of chocolate being chewed and broken could be heard.
"…Should I get you some more?"
"That would be fine."
Lin Keri took out another jar of chocolate. Watching Lucifer eat this sweet treat like a meal, Lin Keri suddenly felt that Lucifer might be a reincarnated Sankta.
And just as Lucifer tore open a wrapper, he sensed something and turned to look out the door. A blue figure with a black halo and black wings was gazing at Lucifer, and at the chocolate in his hand.
Lin Keri followed his gaze and couldn't help but let his pupils widen slightly. That black halo and grayish-black wings, and the horns that resembled those of a Sarkaz.
That's right, that is…
"A Fallen Angel."
Although Lucifer had seen a Sankta before, regarding the existence of a Fallen Angel, he had only ever seen it in written records. Now, he was seeing one.
That was a being more suited to the name "Lucifer" than he was.
But why did it feel like the gaze from across the street was more desirous of the chocolate in his hand?
"Hey, what are you standing there in a daze for?"
Fiammetta flashed and appeared behind Mostima, her face full of confusion. Mostima, still not back to her senses, remained motionless, her mind absent as she observed Lucifer's figure.
The moment she saw Lucifer, Mostima suddenly felt a call from her bloodline. A feeling in the dark was telling her that he was a "Sarkaz," that he was her "own kind." But besides that, Mostima felt an even greater craving for the chocolate. That was an instinct that a Sankta could not defy.
"Executor, I want to eat chocolate."
"Who allowed you to call me by that name!"
Her keyword triggered, Fiammetta delivered a Hell-Sending Funeral-Service hand chop right onto Mostima's head. Mostima cried out in pain, covering her head, her eyes immediately clearing up.
"But I really want to eat chocolate…"
"Don't even think about it. Our funds are almost empty. I will not agree to spend it on this kind of thing."
Fiammetta coldly refused Mostima's request. Seeing this, Mostima grabbed Fiammetta's hand, a pleading expression on her face.
"Onegai, without chocolate, watashi…"
"Let go of me! You! All you ever think about is yourself?!"
Seeing Mostima's shameless and persistent look, Fiammetta couldn't help but get agitated. She had thought that after a Sankta became a Fallen Angel, their desire for sweets wouldn't be so strong. The result was that the Sankta race, including the Fallen Angels, had never once disappointed her in letting her down.
The funds she and Mostima had brought from Laterano were not much. They had finally made it to Lungmen after a long journey. Before they could even find a job to earn back the money, Mostima was already trying to get her hands on their remaining funds.
"Here, come and eat."
Just as the classic red vs. blue civil war was about to break out, Lucifer's voice interrupted them. He chewed on the chocolate in his mouth, looking as if he were about to reward them with the chocolate in his hand.
"Okay."
Before Fiammetta could politely refuse, Mostima, who was beside her, had already agreed directly.
"Don't just eat things from strangers… how are you already eating?!"
Before Fiammetta could finish her sentence, Mostima had suddenly flashed away and then flashed back to her original spot, now holding the chocolate biscuit that had been in Lucifer's hand just moments ago.
Looking at Mostima's blissful expression, Fiammetta—was furious.
And Lucifer, whose chocolate had been snatched away by Mostima, fell into deep thought, looking at his own palm with confusion.
'Just now, my body felt a delayed, dull sensation. Was it because of that Fallen Angel… no, was it because of that "staff"?'
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