Note:- this chapter is mostly just a lore drop about the fanfic and about the few things I changed. If you aren't interested, you can always skip because it would mostly be just Yap.
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Thud
"Wait-wait-Wait!!" Asta interrupts the story, "why the heck are we listening to a story? Hell where in hell is the narrator's voice even coming from!?"
Conrad gives Asta a annoying side-eye gaze, smacking him in the back of his head. "Shut up..! Turns to the statue What happened next?"
The statue coughs for the aesthetics, continuing the story where it was interrupted.
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"That sounds.... Just like the devils!"
Smack.
Conrad smacks Asta once more for interrupting the story again. The wizard king than mercilessly tore his own sleeve and shoved the cloth into Asta's mouth.
"Say one more word and I am gonna murder you! Right here! Right now!" Conrad said to Asta, receiving a subtle and reparative in return before he turned back to the statue once more.
" Ahem. as I was sayingβ "
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.... Huff.
"Then about five hundred years ago, a blonde brat managed to crack down my barrier and found this buried city. " The angel spoke with enthusiasm, " I gifted him that sword hilt *points at Elsdocia hanging at Asta's waist* It was a key to the new barrier the brat helped in making."
... Conrad gives Elsdocia with a suspicious look before turning back to angel. "So...You gave the first wizard king, Lemiel. The hilt of Elsdocia as a gift?"
"maybe...More of a surveillance tool to spy on his creativity and his successors, but you could say it was a gift."
The blunt truth left Asta and Conrad flabbergasted. The angel wasn't even bothering to hide her intentions.
However the next moment a few words left her mouth that turned the situation upside down.
"So how about a deal you two?" She gave the two of them an offer. "I just happen to be troubled with a bunch of problems and you two happen to be the best solutions to them."
"Problems?" Asta focuses on the problem part.
"Solutions?" Conrad followed behind.
The angel nods, extending her hands towards the two of them.
"The sealed dimension of the so-called Devils are at it's limits and the people above that are war hungry aren't exactly helping in keeping peace above... *Angel slow turns to the pulsing sphere* Become my arms in fixing this and I will help you complete your dreams."
Immediately, The chamber descends into a situation of suspense and doubts. The Wizard king and the hybrid Asta together narrow their eyes at Angel. Their minds were immediately filled with thousands of questions, questions they couldn't help but ask.