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Chapter 720 - Guess who’s back, idiot!
🕑 Added 2025-10-23 08:41:44 +0000 UTCAn hour later, Savant is still nowhere to be seen, doing whatever Savant does.
As I head alone toward the meeting spot, I notice a flash of white fur in the bushes as the noble lady’s pet follows me. Fen doesn’t howl or bark, just moves quietly behind. In a way, he almost looks like some spoiled youngest child who escaped his doting mother and is now exploring the outside world for the first time.
I’m just surprised the Magistra hasn’t come to get him yet. Maybe she wants to punish him by leaving him on his own. Maybe she can’t enter. That would be strange, though, since we could.
There’s also the possibility that only Champions aren’t allowed in here, maybe as some agreement between them and the demons. From Vega, I’ve heard that this planet’s Absolute is a demon, so it could make sense.
Or we’ve been lied to, and the illness can spread to Champions, too, and she doesn’t want to risk it. And my paranoid mind keeps going, tossing up more possibilities one after another while I prepare in case there’s a trap waiting for me.
But as far as I can sense, there is no trap, even though they are well prepared. Instead, a group of six people waits for me. Two more men with crystals in the middle of their foreheads, like the man and woman I met before, and two women in white clothes, who I assume are healers.
“That’s it? This is all of you?” I ask as I approach them.
“You have not been informed by the Magistra or her subordinates what to expect here?” the man says suspiciously, showing no trace of the beating he took earlier.
“Maybe we were, maybe we weren’t,” I avoid answering, taking another step closer. “Go on, check your mark.”
Instead of doing it himself, he gestures to the woman beside him. She steps forward while the rest of the group stays silent. The crystal on her forehead lights up, releasing intricate mana wavelengths that I see clearly through my eye trait, though invisible to normal sight.
It doesn’t touch me, and I don’t feel any sense spreading through the area. It looks more like it’s reading something about me directly.
“At first glance, his mark seems original,” the woman says, though she continues her work. “It was placed a day ago by the Magistra herself, most likely. There are no mistakes like those we’ve noticed on the intruders.”
She keeps talking, her words meant for the rest of her group, but I keep watching her closely. Even though they try to hide it, I start noticing it, the same signs Vega had. They don’t seem fully focused or comfortable in their own skin. Their body temperature is elevated. Vega and her group had that same drained color, pale skin, and faint blue veins visible underneath. To an extent, this group has that too. Only the healers seem to be exceptions.
Well, so much for the illness not affecting people above level 100 yet.
A minute later, the woman finally stops. “The mark is genuine.”
“Thank you, Two,” the man says before turning to the other two men. “Three and Four, continue your task. Two, and I will explain the situation.”
The ones called Three and Four don’t say a word. They just turn and move away immediately. Especially Four. His movement catches my attention. He’s trying to hide it from me, but I can tell he’s the strongest of the group, very likely above level 400, and strong enough to take the other three at once if he wanted to.
Interestingly, he also looks the youngest out of them.
The man who seems to be the leader begins to explain, “The virus has been confirmed as man-made, likely created in a lab located in this area. The lab is already destroyed, preventing us from gathering more data. We don’t know if this place was chosen to start the spread or if there was another reason for the lab to be built here. As for the organization responsible, we suspect one formed by an exiled Champion from a neighboring kingdom known for its hatred of demons. His abilities don’t align with this kind of work, so we believe he had help in creating the virus if he did that.”
“Possibly an attendee on a Beyond quest?” I ask.
“It is unlikely, but it is one of the options. Another possibility is an Absolute or a Champion from another planet. Our current Absolute is not exactly known for trying too hard to stop this kind of influence.”
“Hornless Demon, that’s what he’s called, right?” I remember what Vega told me about her planet a long time ago.
“Yes, that’s what most people call him. In short, he’s a former slave who rose to become an Absolute, and a perfectly fitting chaotic representative of his race. As dangerous as this situation is, at least we know he won’t interfere unless the entire demon race is in danger or something truly interesting happens.”
“And your side? I heard about the Bloody Hero and something like the Undying Dragon? But that’s not a real dragon, right?” I ask. Even as I speak, I feel a spark of hope. Vega told me all this back when we first met, and her words stuck in my mind with a powerful dose of curiosity. I want to see a dragon.
“I’m not sure how much the political situation on our planet will help you with your quest, but since it’s not classified information, I’ll tell you. The Bloody Hero is a Champion who once fought the Hornless Demon for the title of Absolute. He lost in the end but survived the battle. These days, he’s retired.”
I blink. “Retired?”
The man nods. “In the truest sense of the word. Our intel says he’s still wounded from that clash and can only unleash his mana a few times before his body tears itself apart. Considering that, and the disappointment from his loss, as well as a kingdom that wanted to use him, he secluded himself in a forest. He built a cottage by the lake, where he insists on fishing every day despite his ongoing lack of success. He’s said to take disciples once in a while, if he feels like it, and is considered a very... interesting person.”
Putting aside the cliché setup, I ask, “And the dragon?”
“It’s just a lesser Tarrasque that made its nest in a nearby kingdom. The common folk started calling it a dragon.”
“How disappointing.”
“It isn’t. A true dragon’s presence here would be catastrophic.”
“As I said,” I reply, repeating myself as we stop in front of the cottage. After I knock, Lily steps out, and I continue, “Your healers can talk with Lily. She’s already been examining people with the illness, so you can compare notes. Is that okay?” I ask, not them, but Lily.
She smiles. “It’s okay. Vega should wake up soon, so be there when she does. I’ll learn as much as I can and then simplify it for you.”
“For some reason, I’m both insulted and very happy.”
“What are you more?”
“I refuse to answer,” I say, and seeing that Lily still holds her axes, I’m sure I don’t need to worry about her. In the worst case, I’ll rush to help.
I watch as she walks toward the two female healers, who stare at her in surprise, and I wonder why. Is it the axes? Her young age? Or something only healers can sense? They bow deeply to her, and even the spy ops man and woman give polite greetings while asking if they can check for Magistra’s mark.
Leaving them to it and planning to come back later with a few more questions, I head inside.
Vega now has much better color, as do the other kids. Her gang consists of a well-dressed demon boy, a half-demon girl with shorter horns and yellow instead of white hair, and a strange dagger at her belt. Then there’s a human girl, about six years old, the youngest of the group, and a demon girl roughly Vega’s age.
Creating a Mana Block 2.0 chair, I pull it close and put more effort into isolating the mana I’m accumulating in my halo, which continues to grow as my Ignition Heart beats steadily. I focus on controlling the heat as well.
[Accumulation - lvl 20 > Accumulation - lvl 21]
It reminds me again how used I’ve gotten to having stronger people around me who can endure this kind of thing, and how easy it would be to hurt someone weaker. Vega is already much stronger than an average human, and the planets we visit are tougher too, especially after a pairing or two. Before returning to Earth, I’ll have to put more effort into refining my control.
I take out a dried, mango-like fruit that had been packaged for me in the manor and move it under Vega’s nose. Anger rises in me when I see her face up close, thinner and paler than before, but I push it down for now and let myself enjoy the presence of my very first disciple.
After doing it for nearly a minute, I start getting impatient and bored. I stop myself from poking her side, taking her condition into account, and instead put the piece of fruit on her nose, then grab more pieces that I start stacking there.
Minion moves a few times, causing the tower of fruit to collapse and scatter across her face and the bed, but I don’t let that stop me. I keep going, building a new one with fresh pieces. I had asked for plenty of fruit to be packaged, so I have more than enough to keep at it.
Just as I start my record attempt of six already stacked pieces, concentrating deeply on balancing the seventh, Vega scrunches her nose and sniffs a few times. The scent of the fruit makes her closed eyelids twitch before she slowly opens them, revealing her pretty red eyes.
Her horns are as small as I remember them, black and pointy, and I doubt they’ll grow much bigger since she’s a half demon. Her light brown hair is longer now, falling past her shoulders, and she’s a little taller too, which somehow makes me feel a bit sad.
They grow up so quickly.
Even before she fully recognizes what’s happening, Vega is already gathering both kinetic energy and mana in preparation, and her senses are the first thing she activates before her eyes even focus on me. Her control almost slips when she realizes who she’s looking at. Multiple scans wash over me, which I allow. She listens to my hearts and even reaches out to touch my chest right above where they beat.
The great Nosescraper of Fruitenburg Keep is now gone, destroyed, but I don’t mind at all.
“Minion, what do we say when we almost die but pull through in the end?” I ask softly.
She blinks, then smiles brightly. “I’ve lived, bitch!”
“Not that.”
“Guess who’s back, idiot!”
“Good one, but still not it.”
“I ain’t done yet?”
“You’re a lost cause,” I sigh and reach to grab one of her horns, shaking her lightly. “Well, don’t strain yourself. I’m here with a friend, and we’ll take care of everything.”
“Are you going to blow up the bad guys?” she asks, trying to focus on me while I shake her head.
“Possibly. Very likely. Yes. Fucking yes. Absolutely. Without question. So, how are...”
I don’t even get to finish. She gets up from the bed and jumps into my arms, pressing herself against me, her ear resting over my chest. She seems to realize it’s a bit harder now that she’s taller, but she doesn’t care and curls up like a small animal, refusing to move.
“What would your minions think if they saw you now?” I ask, looking down at her.
She looks up, confused. “Minions are dumb, Master. It’s expected for them not to understand certain things.”
Having no defense against that kind of logic, I nod. “I guess.”
“Master,” Vega whispers after a minute, her ear still pressed to my chest.
“Yes?”
“You’re really angry. I can hear it in your heartbeat.”
“Don’t worry about it, Minion. Now then, will you eat with me?”
“You aren’t going to go out? Someone’s been knocking on the door for a minute already.”
“Just some random secret ops guys I met along the way. Ignore them. They’ll get bored and leave soon.”
“It isn’t important?”
“Not at all.”
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Comments
PoeticSaint
God. I love how he is with her. Whenever I'm not numb to existence and read their interactions I tear up.... Thank you for enriching my life with this story.
Fdrugc
Tftc Nosescraper of Fruitenburg Keep genius
Lance Beam
TFTC
im_among_you
On one hand, probably, on the other... aren't healers super rare or something?
Manther
Is it weird that I want more Human representation in Vega's cult? That human girl is Vega's healer right? She's definitely the healer.
Krzychu0304
Considering that level 400 was also infected? It's practically certain that Nat will be infected as well. The only question is how it will affect him (heat energy is generally effective in killing microbes).
Ivan Jelenić
Minion is the cutest.
zoarian
What are the chances Nat will also get infected given his shit Constitution? He must have a lot of thermal energy circulating but it'd be funny if there was another issue with his broken body.
Malestan
I love that Nat want Vega to say "I can do this all day !" like a cute little Captain America, but Vega is like "I've lived, bitch !" xD
D Pryor
Is vega secretely rick james hhahaha
Malestan
Family
DocSmitty
I’ve lived, bitch! Best. Line. Ever.
tishane Imperial MageKiller
Don't call bro crippled, he's clearly Handicapped.🤣
Oskar Malim
Nat vs. Crippled champ for the absolute quest?
BlackRazaras
Thanks for the chapter
Nemesis
I just realised that Minion doesn't ask how he is here, she just accepts that he is and moves on. She's just happy her master is here
Florin Cojocaru
Still wonder what having a meal together signifies for Vega
Ronnel
TFTC!!
Opal
Vega gif goes crazy.
Arnon Parenti
Not mad at all, just maybe slightly aggravated to murderous rage.
Arnon Parenti
I say BOoM chacka BoOOOMM
Holger iPhone
The correct answer I guess would be „ I can do this all day“ as he taught her some Books ago?
Tyrant Villager
Vega is a whole mood. “I lived, bitch”, you know Nat is super proud of that one
zoarian
Duh, minionship is a transitive property as proven by the fundamental theorem of minions
Clown Quest
Minion best
zoarian
The build up is strong, I can't wait to see what he's cooking. When Nat is truly angry and has time to scheme you know things are going to get interesting.
Nemesis
I wonder if Nat has a split mind exclusively for permanently remembering cute moments of his minion. Like a camera replacement
TheOne320
Why are they bothering Nat if Lily is standing outside?
Nemesis
So what do you think he was hoping she would say? How about "What doesn't kill me makes me stronger"?
tost
He has Knockthaniel for it....
mitchell kaiser
❤️ I like how Nat doesn’t even notice the knocking.
Josh Cothran
Vega best minion
eroth
Would Vega's minions be Nats grand-minions?
jax rammus
Kawaii vega
Ken Horne
Nat has his priorities in order
Daniel Francis
Wholesome Nat
Andrew
Thank you!
Borbino the great
Love that the first thing he cares about is having a meal with his minion:)
frankie doerr
I feel like Kalwaski from Madagascar going kaboom kaboom and cerim is skipper blowing out my dynamite
ChildConsumerServices
nomnom nomnomnomnomnomnom
Claro reyes
Tftc!
vEnviouz
TFTC!!!
