Lucifer: Godless Reawakening-Chapter 254: Presence needed

A brief silence settled between them as William leaned back in his chair, waiting for the man to continue.

Rowman finally spoke. "In exchange for helping us clear the northern sector, please state the compensation you expect."

William did not answer immediately. His gaze shifted to the sheet of paper floating between them.

"What is this?"

"My skill," Rowman replied evenly. "Contract. It forms a binding agreement between two parties. If either side violates the terms, the skill activates punishment. Severe physical pain. In extreme cases, it can be fatal."

William stared at him for a long moment.

Then he asked flatly, "And you truly believe I would sign that?"

Rowman gave a small shrug. "I assumed you might hesitate to negotiate otherwise."

A wry smile tugged at William’s lips. "So your word alone holds no weight, Sir Strategist?"

"It does," Rowman answered calmly. "This was simply the fastest way to conclude negotiations. The sooner we finish here, the sooner we can move to the site."

William’s brow lifted slightly. "You intend to take me there today?"

Rowman nodded once. "I was ordered to resolve the situation within two days. The deadline is today."

He exhaled softly.

"I would have approached you earlier. Unfortunately, your whereabouts were unknown. I had to wait until you returned to the academy."

It was hardly surprising. William had been expected at the Hall’s headquarters, but instead he had gone straight to the Tower after the mission. That delay had led to this rushed approach.

Leaning forward, resting his forearms on his knees, William said calmly, "I can’t leave today. I just returned this morning and need rest. The earliest I can depart is tomorrow morning."

The soldier standing to the left shifted slightly. William felt the subtle change in his stance, the faint hardening of his gaze.

Rowman, however, remained composed. "Very well. I will arrange transportation for tomorrow."

He paused before continuing, "Now, please state your compensation."

William hummed thoughtfully. "You’re aware of the dungeon I destroyed recently?"

Rowman nodded.

"Have the capital fund its reconstruction."

The cost of rebuilding a dungeon was astronomical. William didn’t want to place that burden on his father.

For the capital, however, it would be little more than a manageable expense.

"I understand," Rowman replied. "It will be handled."

William continued, "Second, I want assurance that I won’t be summoned every time a Death Sink manifests somewhere in the world. Incidents have been resolved without my intervention before."

Rowman inclined his head slightly. "I understand your concern. However, in situations that escalate to a matter of national security, your involvement may be mandated. You are aware you cannot defy such laws."

William scoffed lightly. "Yeah, I know. But only when it’s truly beyond control."

Rowman nodded in agreement.

William continued, his tone firm. "I will not disclose the method I use to lure high ranked devils. That is non negotiable."

"I understand," Rowman replied without hesitation. "Anything further?"

William considered it.

The matter of funds had already been handled. The Great Hall had provided him with some funds and the minister were overseeing the dungeon’s reconstruction. Monetary reward was unnecessary.

After a brief pause, he shook his head. "No. That will be all. I will meet you tomorrow morning at the academy’s entrance."

He rose from his seat.

Just as his hand touched the doorknob, Rowman spoke again.

"You are a better person than I had assumed, Junior Delimore."

William let out a quiet chuckle. "Then you must have heard about me from the wrong people."

With that, he stepped out of the office, carrying the treasure box using telekinesis.

His gaze briefly met the Headmaster’s before he turned and made his way back toward the dormitory.

Once William left, Rowman leaned back in his chair.

"You seemed rather agitated just now, Gary."

The soldier did not hesitate. "That boy does not grasp the severity of the situation. He speaks of rest while soldiers are dying every day on the northern front."

His jaw tightened.

"We have made countless sacrifices in the past few days. Families are living in fear. And he delays because he just returned from a mission?"

Munrow exhaled slowly. "You misjudged him."

Gary frowned. "Sir?"

"You assume he is indifferent to the lives being lost," Munrow continued calmly. "But the moment I clarified what was truly at stake, his reluctance shifted." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Gary’s confusion deepened. "I do not follow."

Munrow glanced at the chair William had occupied moments ago.

"From the moment I met him, I knew pressuring him would achieve nothing. He does not bend under authority. But when he understood the gravity of the situation, he was almost prepared to leave immediately, without even negotiating."

Gary blinked. "Then why did he still ask for time?"

Munrow’s lips curved faintly. "Perhaps you will understand that once you are in love."

Gary grumbled under his breath.

But he understood.

...

Far from the academy, along the coastline, stood a prosperous city famed for its seafood and bustling trade routes.

At its center rose a grand mansion belonging to the region’s ruler.

Inside his office sat that very ruler, brows drawn into a tight frown.

The short man standing before him, the Count’s advisor, spoke hesitantly. "My lord... this..."

Carter gave a low hum. "It seems my presence has been requested at Gahtua Island."

Luther shifted uneasily. "That place is practically a hellhole right now, my lord. Ever since you became Count, the capital has never asked you to leave the County to handle something of this magnitude."

"It must be severe if they are calling me," Carter replied calmly.

The letter in his hand suddenly ignited, turning to ash as he finished reading

Luther’s unease deepened. "My lord, I do not doubt your strength. But you have an entire land to govern. And under these circumstances, they are sending you there..."

The blond man exhaled slowly. "Circumstances have changed, Luther. The monsters there are on the verge of evolving. Once they do, they will begin leaving the island."

His gaze hardened.

"And if that happens, our people will be the first to suffer."

Luther fell silent.

The city itself stood along the coast. If the creatures of Gahtua Island truly began migrating, the County would be their first target.

Carter rose from his seat, the decision already made.

"Prepare my luggage, Luther," he said calmly. "It seems I will be away for quite some time."

Luther bowed and didn’t say anything as Carter left the room.

The man stared at the ashes on the ground, a heavy feeling settling on his chest.

He has heard about the situation on the island. Not only were there more than a dozen Death Sinks awaiting the Count there but there was something more unsettling about that place.

Rumors were that those who went to that place never returned. Despite their ranks or abilities.

Looking at the doorCarter just crossed, Luther couldn’t help but mutter, "I hope you conquer this challenge as always, my lord. I wish you a safe journey ahead."

However, little did he or anyone expected how this journey was going to change Carter’s life.

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