Chapter 303: 303 Attending Matters (3)

Even though Beelzebub was 'asleep', he wasn't shown any leniency by the progenitors. As soon as Ashton entered the chamber that had been turned into a prison cell, the heavy aura of Beelzebub greeted him. The air was so dense, that even Ashton had difficulty in breathing.

In the end, he decided it was best to turn his werewolf genes off so that he wouldn't need to breathe anymore. He was chained from the head to the toe, and these weren't the usual metal chains either. But chains made out of what Ashton mistook as light.

"These chains exert the gravitational pull equivalent to ten times of the earth. These aren't the strongest resticting device available, but it was the costliest one we could smuggle." Lycaon described the use of the chains to Ashton.

However, there was a slight issue. Sensing the threthening environment around, Sven and Celeste immediately jumped out of Ashton's shadow on his own accord and stood in front of him, guarding their master against the threat of a... sleeping Xyran.

"Your summons seem to hold you in a high regard." Lycaon approved Sven's reaction.

The Death Baron was not aware that the 'threat', he wanted to protect his lord from had already been neutralised. Well, sort of. Upon realising that, he couldn't help but be a bit embarrassed.

As for Celeste, she only needed a reason to get berated by Ashton. Thus, rather than being embarrassed, she was excited instead. The Progneitors saw it and shared awkward gazes amngst themselves. While Aamon chuckled.

"No need to feel weird, Sven and you too, Celeste." Ashton let out the fakest laugh he ever had, "You did the right thing. You can go back now."

"As your command," Sven replied and hurriedly assimilated himself with Ashton's shadow followed by Celeste's sulking figure.

"Your summon, the knight, has keen sense of duty. If you don't mind, I would like to train him myself." Frank immediately blurted out.

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Ashton thought his request was a bit weird. But what he did not know was, that Frank had been disappointed when he returned to earth. He had expected to see at least a few hundred grade-C undead and had hoped to take them under his wing.

Much to his utter disappointment, even the strongest of them was merely an E-ranker. A few of them were D-ranked, thus that itself wasn't a problem as he could still train them. However, none of them had much potential to evolve. As for those who did, they were busy wasting it away.

The Progenitors might have wanted their world to be at peace, but the undead had turned into a species of lazy bastards. Unlike the Vampires and the Werewolves who due to differences between each other, were always training, trying to one up each other.

Nevertheless, that wasn't the case for Sven. Thus when Frank saw him, he decided he was a suitable candidate to be trained by him. He had the levels as well as the potential he was looking for, other than Ashton, of course.

"That's his choice to make. If he wants to, then I wouldn't stop him." Ashton replied with an expressionless face, "For now, we should focus on the task at hand."

[Before summoning Raphael, tell them to leave first. All of them.]

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Ashton agreed and asked them to leave. Aamon, Lycaon and Frank... all of them were a bit taken aback by such an absurd request. He might have been stronger than them for a fraction of a second, but they were by far stronger than him right now.

Not to mention, if Beelzebub woke up, there was no way in hell Ashton would be able to stop him. They weren't sure about it, but he could even break free from the chains and cause problems. They simply had to be there, just in case things got out of hand.

"That wasn't a request, esteemed leaders." Ashton politely made it clear to them, "Please don't take this to heart, but I'm sure you have your own secrets to guard. Just like I have mine. So please, step outside for a bit."

It seemed Frank and Lycaon were about to argue but Aamon placed his hands on their shoulders and shook his head. He was just as clueless as the rest of them, but he assumed Ashton's new admin, whoever he was, must be guiding him to do what he was doing.

Lucifer had not informed him who the admin after him was, but he had told him to trust the Admin. So that's what he was doing now... placing his faith in what Lucifer told him.

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[Let's begin...]

Astaroth mumbled and Raphael materialised in Ashton's hands out of thin air.

[Don't worry, Raphael won't deduct your HP for being used. The brat would charge me instead since I'm the legitimate owner, not you. That is, if I managed to get a body for myself first.]

'I wasn't worried in that regard.' Ashton sighed before bringing the big black sword right in front of his face, 'This sword... I don't know why but it feels a bit too heavy.'

[It's because you don't have the complete ownership of it. Soon you'll have your own Mournblade and that... might be a broken one too, just like this planet of yours.]

Ashton smiled before swinging the Raphael around a bit, in order to get used to it. But as he did, Beelzebub woke up. Their eyes met and the hair on the back of Ashton's neck all stood right up.

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He knew Beelzebub was pathetically weak right now, but the bloodthirsty gaze in his eyes was enough to force Ashton to take a couple of steps back. Obviously, Ashton did it subconsciously, and when he realised his mistake he immediately corrected it by staring Beelzebub right back.

"You chose an amusing host, brother." Beelzebub scoffed, "Just like yourself... pathetically weak and ugly."

"Looks like no one ever showed you a mirror." Ashton shrugged his shoulders, "or else you would know what 'Ugly' meant- wait, are you sure? Fine."

Suddenly Ashton's eyes began to glow. His entire persona changed and his voice got heavier. Someone else was in-charge of his body now.

"Maybe I should show you who is 'pathetically weak' between us?" Astaroth's voice boomed over Beelzebub's, "Brother..."

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