Chapter 956: Let’s Make A Deal
<span style="font-weight:400">I furrowed my brows as I read over the reports that Tsubaki handed me. It was somewhat unnerving that there had been such a problem within Lorek and Spica without us noticing earlier, but it was a relief that Terra had managed to get it cleared up within the means avable to her. Well… relief is a strong word, given the casualties involved, but I knew that it could have been far worse if she hadn’t acted as she did.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How is everything elseing along?” I asked, setting down the pages that she had handed me and looking at Tsubaki directly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dana has since returned to Olympus and resumed work on the Sky Chariot project. Aznod has requested purchase of multiple high-level restricted ingredients from the market, and Lifre is…”
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<span style="font-weight:400">“It should be somewhere around here, right?” Lifre asked herself, standing above a ck canyon that seemed to descend into an infinite darkness below. Well, not strictly herself, as the one she was talking to was a clone standing next to her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Should be, it feels like the right ce.” The clone nodded her head. “Want me to take the lead to search, dispensable avatar and all that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What?!” Lifre looked at her clone in shock. “And let you have the thrill of exploration without me?!” The clone gave a knowing grin, both of them jumping into the giant crack at the same time.
<span style="font-weight:400">The wind rustled against their bodies as they fell, far beyond what should have been reasonable, long past hitting terminal velocity. They were on the fifty-fifth floor of Fyor, the highest level that was currently avable, so any canyon or mountain was at least thousands of timesrger than its counterpart in other worlds.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two let out joyfulughs as they descended, until they saw glittering blue stones below. Realizing that this was likely to be what they were looking for, white wings spread out from their backs, catching the wind and slowing them enough for their ki to allow them to stop in midair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This thing should have some special properties, right?” The clone asked as Lifre went over to harvest the glowing gems.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Think so! My adventure led me here, after all.” One of Lifre’s arms transformed into a curved spike, crashing down against the wall to dislodge the gem. “Oh, I can’t wait to get back and let Tubby examine this!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just don’t let him hear you call him that.” The clone said with a knowing grin, before her ears perked up, and she looked down below. “It looks like our adventurees with a bit of danger this time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh?” Lifre’s grin stretched across her face, looking down into the darkness. After a moment, she could hear the sounds of ws scraping across stone, heavy steps bringing a giant beast up higher at a rapid pace. “You y healer, this time. I want to do the fight myself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The clone rolled her eyes with a nod, moving to stand back. Lifre held her hand high in the air, golden armor forming over her body. A glistening sword appeared in her hand, which she aimed down below. “Start the adventure.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Background music!” The clone called out, a harp appearing in her hands. She began to strum a tune, the sound echoing out and causing Lifre’s body to glow.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifre could feel the enhancement from her clone, eyes narrowed as she shed her sword. The sword’s light condensed along its edge, traveling down the canyon and illuminating it. Soon, it struck a massive, ck-scaled and winged serpent, its ws digging into the cliff face as it climbed. Lifre’s eyes went wide when she saw the sheer size of the opponent.
<span style="font-weight:400">The draconic beast below had to be at least a hundred kilometers wide, judging by the brief illumination. “Oh boy, we’re fighting a real boss this time!” Lifre called out, her wings pping and carrying her higher into the air. Her clone naturally followed suit, the two of them knowing that they would need quite a lot of space if they wanted to fight freely. Although the canyon would make the enemy more cramped due to its size, it also gave them nowhere to dodge.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Enter, the wicked army, those who serve as the goal of heroes. Without a viin, no story may beplete.” Lifre’s hand went above her head, conjuring her library. The gates of the library slowly opened as the beast’s figure shot up from the canyon. If this were Desbar, its body would block out the sky, covering smaller countries.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifre nced back towards the library as the giant ck dragon rose overhead, anxiously awaiting to see what would be pulled this time. Previously, she had been fortunate enough to wee the King of Beasts. This time, ck chains began to slowly drop from the mouth of the library.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh no… it’s him.” Lifre’s expression darkened as a shrillugh echoed from the library. Admittedly, this was one of the strongest existences that she had written. However, there was a price to pay when it came to calling upon this strength.
<span style="font-weight:400">A feminine figure wrapped entirely in ck chains floated out of the library, its arms and legs bound to its sides. One eye was covered by its ck hair, the other staring straight at Lifre. “The storyteller calls us! She greets us! She wants our power, our strength! But is she willing to barter? Is she willing to unbind the shackles?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The woman’s voice was high-pitched, like nails on a chalkboard. Lifre nced between the giant dragon and the Cackling Demon, not sure which of the two was more difficult to deal with. “What would it take for you to help me kill that?” She asked, pointing her sword at the dragon above.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Cackling Demon’s head tilted upwards with an unnatural crack, before she began to giggle. “The arm that wees death, the eye that sees the end.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Two shackles… the arm and the eye.” Lifre’s expression twisted at that. The cackling demon epted various forms of payment, but each shackle had a level that the price must reach. In the story Lifre wrote, the most simple form of payment was a blood sacrifice, but obviously Lifre wasn’t going to do that. The next best payment was treasure.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can keep the materials from the enemy!” Lifre shouted as the dragon twisted its body, swooping down towards Lifre and opening its giant jaws.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was the clicking of metal, and a dark giggle that filled the air. “The payment is epted.” The sky ckened as chains spread out across the horizon, thick shackles binding the neck and limbs of the draconic beast.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Cackling Demon was a Goddess of Contracts, Shackles, and Chains. If a deal was proposed and measured to be of equal value to the service requested, she could unbind various body parts that had been sealed with extraordinary powers. Lifre looked over at the woman, her eye no longer obscured by her hair. Instead, it revealed an endless abyss, from which countless chains seemed to emerge.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her right arm had simrly been released from the chains, reaching up towards the draconic figure. Her hand seemed infinitely smallpared to the body of the dragon, and yet Lifre’s eyes widened, rushing back away from the duo.
<span style="font-weight:400">ck chains surged from the woman’s palm, stretching out and attaching to the various teeth and spikes along the dragon’s head. She slowly pulled her hand back, the chains tightening as the dragon struggled. “Oh? It is about to break free…” The Cackling Demon let out a shrillugh. “Is it stronger than I thought? No, the eye that measures worth won’t make such a mistake. It’s just too big. In that case…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her right arm exploded, an unfathomable number of chains filling the air between her and the dragon. The chains binding its arms began to creak and snap one by one, but these new chains were more powerful, having been condensed from the ‘sacrifice’ of her arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is it really a good idea to let <i><span style="font-weight:400">her</i><span style="font-weight:400"> out?” Lifre’s clone whispered after flying near the original. “She’s not as bad as some of the others in terms of morality, but…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I know.” Lifre nodded her head with a grim expression. The Cackling Demon had her own brand of insanity. As long as someone offered a suitable price, it didn’t matter what she was asked to do. She would even turn on Lifre herself if someone paid her enough. “Thankfully, there’s nobody else around for her to make a deal with.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was somewhat harsh to call the Cackling Demon a viin in the first ce. In fact, the reason that she had be the antagonist in the first ce was that someone had made a deal with her to destroy the world. The price for that deal was almost unimaginable, his own death being nothing more than a down payment. Still, it was enough to fully unshackle the woman.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifre could see through the dense cluster of chains, dozens more were surging into the dragon’s mouth, through its throat andtching onto its internals with ck hooks. “I’m collecting my payment.” The Cackling Demon said, the chains suddenly contracting and drawing the dragon towards her body. As it approached, it seemed to shrink down, sucked in by the chains holding it in ce.
<span style="font-weight:400">There appeared to be some kind of vortex in the Cackling Demon’s shoulder, and the dragon vanished into it. A momentter, a new arm burst forth, this one covered in ck scales and with sharp ws on the end. “Mmm, this will do nicely!” She said with a shrillugh, her chains retracting back into her arm and eye, shackles binding her once more. “Do call me out again some time. I do love our little chats.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifre’s eyes widened at that, watching the chains pull the Cackling Demon back into the library. Before anything else, Lifre rushed into the library, scouring the shelves to look for the book that the viiness was pulled from. Once she found the Cackling Demon’s Tale, she opened it up and began to rifle through the pages.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What… how…” Lifre looked down at the description of the dark goddess. In her introduction to the story, it now mentioned her ck, draconic arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She can change her own story?” The clone asked from next to Lifre, her eyes trembling. They had suspected as much when the Cackling Demon referenced their past talks. Normally, the creatures that Lifre summoned wouldn’t be able to remember the previous events when they appeared, each time being their first meeting in the outside world.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lifre bit her lips softly, realizing that she would have to be a lot more careful when making deals with this particr viiness in the future.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“In short, she’s being Lifre.” I summarized with a nod of my head, letting out a light sigh. “Was the gem at least worth the trouble?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Apparently, it is suitable as a high tier crafting material.” Tsubaki confirmed. “Lady Ryone says that she can use it to make an enchanted staff on par with a divine relic.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyes twitched a bit when I heard that, but I wasn’t too surprised. This was Lifre that we were talking about, after all. “Ask her to mark down the location of the gems, and we can collect more of them in the future if we need to. Otherwise… just make sure that she’s more careful with any viins that she writes up in the future. Thest thing that we need is some monster that isn’t bound by the rules she sets.”