Cursed Immortality

In the Grand Chapel of the Cardinal Spirit Church, there was a majestic golden state of the Holy Justice God. It was a being with a blindfold wrapped around its eyes, and its majestic three pairs of wings were spreading above the sky. In its hands were a spear and a sword. A trace of unknown radiance was emitting from the statue of the Holy Justice God.

However, in this holy place that the Faery Humans were supposed to protect with their lives, an empty throne was sitting right on the same platform as the statue of the Holy Justice God, which was a complete blasphemy to the God's prestige since this throne on the same platform could very well mean that whoever sat on it would be equal to the Holy Justice God.

Consequently, the two cloaked people present in the chapel have the exact thoughts at this moment.

"What a daring fellow!" A melodious woman's voice rang from the tall, cloaked figure.

"Heh, you sounded impressed." The midget cloaked figure, Diminutive, sneered slightly with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"At least he has the guts to declare his intentions openly, unlike a certain coward." The woman, who was none other than Queen using a soul puppet, disdainfully retorted without a hint of fear.

"A hero died early, leaving behind a legend, while a coward lives to choreograph a legend." Diminutive chuckled coldly.

"Well said."

Before the Queen could retort, another cold yet impassive voice rang behind the high prayer platform, instantly drawing Diminutive and the Queen's attention.

From the secret entrance behind the platform, a giant figure wearing a hooded dark windbreaker entered the chapel and then directly jumped on the high platform and sat on the giant throne without even glancing at the grand statue behind him.

In fact, the radiance emitting from the statue makes the giant sitting on the golden throne look extremely holy with a touch of sinister air.

Jacob glanced at Diminutive for a moment before finally observing the newcomer with him. He seemed to have no fear of this cunning goblin, which piqued his interest in this 'leader' of the Treaty.

As for the throne he was sitting on, Jacob wasn't the one who put it there, but it was Autarch who arranged a 'fitting seat' for Jacob to meet others, and Jacob didn't think much of it at all.

But Jacob or anyone present in this place failed to notice that the moment Jacob sat on that throne, the radiance emitting from the state of the Holy Justice God suddenly lost something peculiar within.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Crimson. It means a lot to be acknowledged by someone like you." Diminutive quickly bowed his head slightly as if he was completely submissive to Jacob, but Jacob would rather believe a liar than believe this guy.

As for the name 'Crimson,' it was naturally given to them by Jacob. After thinking about how he was collecting blood, so he decided to use something related to blood. He also didn't sign his name on the oath contract; he didn't need to because a physical contract needs the blood and life signature of the party who signed it, and it doesn't matter if the name they used was fake or real.

That's why Diminutive couldn't play any tricks in this contract. Although his main body wasn't there, the soul puppet had a trace of his life signature, and Jacob clearly stated that Diminutive had to use his life signature first and then complete the contract by using his real blood, which contained his unique life signature. He himself was completely unrestrained by such things.

When Jacob doesn't reply to Diminutive's flattery, he doesn't mind it at all and introduces his companion beside him since he can sense that Jacob's eyes are on her.

"Let me introduce you to this fair lady, Veronica. Alongside me, she's the real leader of the Treaty of Legends, and I'm not lying when I say that she built the entire organization from scratch and has kept it together all this time.

"She can also be considered half of my student and successor. She was eager to meet with His Excellency Crimson from the moment she heard about your gallant and heroic character. Please feel free to instruct her in any way you want. I promise you that you'll be satisfied with her performance." Diminutive introduced the Queen or Veronica like some kind of precious item on sale, making the fierce woman's heart sink a little as she viciously glared at Diminutive.

'Is he making me look like some kind of slut, so this person thinks little of me and no longer takes me seriously? No, knowing him, he's planning even more deeply. Could it be he wanted to incur his lust, and since he knows that I would resist at all cost, which might make him displeased, he'll use force? Once that happened...' A chill went down Veronica's spine as she instantly thought that Diminutive was planning to use her as bait to test Jacob's real prowess and, while doing so, hers as well!

She instantly started to regret her decision to come together with Diminutive and saw him being suppressed by this mysterious person named Crimson.

If she had known that Diminutive would be even more despicable, even going as far as selling her to Jacob just so he could measure his strength, she would've been even more careful. Just like that, the little bit of trust and goodwill she had in Diminutive vanished in smoke. "Are you a pimp, now? Oh, I mean, a procurer? Because I can clearly see this lady over here isn't even least bit entertained with your sales pitch, or perhaps did you take her for your family's women?" Jacob suddenly spoke in an icy tone, making Veronica instantly look at him in astonishment before a weird expression flashed past her eyes when she comprehended what this person was actually implying.

She had never thought that this dignified person would be so brazen. What was most unbelievable was that he was actually taking her side while bluntly berating Diminutive, who he knew was stronger than hers.

Not to mention, Diminutive was left speechless and couldn't comprehend what Jacob had said for a long time before it finally dawned on him, and his hidden expression warped a little. But before he could say anything, Jacob spoke again in a threatening tone, "If you want to test me come at me anytime instead of being a pimp. Don't test me with these paltry tricks, or trust me, until you start gathering blood for me, the contract is still valid.

"How about we cancel it, and you can come at me with your real body or try playing all the tricks in your book, and I'll show you what I got?

"Or, as you said, 'A hero died early, leaving behind a legend, while a coward lives to choreograph a legend.' But let me add something more: 'To choreograph a legend, the coward needs to be a king. 'So, tell me, goblin, are you a King?

Jacob's arrogant and overbearing words were like a thunderous declaration of might against Diminutive. He was bluntly putting him down and forcing him to take action, simply accept his defeat, or at least make his attempts to test him more discreet next time.

Because Jacob knew that if he didn't react in any way or play along with Diminutive, this guy would become daring with his lack of response, so taking an overbearing attitude was actually a good way to show that he wasn't afraid of him at all and instead wanted him to take action.

This way, a person like Diminutive would think even more carefully before messing with or trying anything funny, just like he did right now.

Another reason for doing it was, Veronica, he could clearly sense that these two weren't in sync at all, in fact, Veronica contained clear hostility against Diminutive, and after he put her up for show, Jacob even sense hidden killing intent appearing within her.

So, by taking her side while treating Diminutive like a dog, he was also earning himself a pawn right beside Diminutive.

"It seemed that my little joke greatly displeased Mister Crimson, so I apologized to you. I don't want anything to happen to our cooperation just because of this little joke of mine." Diminutive didn't lose his calm despite Jacob's clear act of provocation, despite the poison hidden deep within his icy cold eyes. He even changed his way of addressing Jacob.

'What a snake... but I had to admit, I had never seen him so rattled up by someone and completely helpless!' Veronica's eyes flashed with a hint of gloating as she felt extremely refreshed while her evaluation of Jacob raised by another level.

However, despite Diminutive retreating and deciding to bid his time to strike at another appropriate situation, all of this doesn't matter anymore to Jacob.

Jacob was now at ease against Diminutive all because of Nyx's awakening. Now, even if Diminutive had tricks up his sleeves, he was completely at Jacob's mercy!

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