《The devil [1] (Lumity/the owl house Fanfiction)》50
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Luz's POV;
Glancing down, I saw what looked like blood.
Humming, I glanced down on the other to see the chains were destroyed and I was holding an ogre's decapitated head.
"Oh..." I chirped before looking over to see the other ogre growl and swing what looked like a giant sword at me.
I glanced down to see that he was successful in ripping my clothes but not in scarring me.
I suppose holy equipments are the only things that can penetrate my skin for wounds.
"I'll ask again... Do you by any chance know any demon named King?" I said.
For a moment, I think he considered something here. Something that made him drop his weapon and kneel on both knees in front of me.
[Everyone that works here has families, Luz, that's just one of them.]
Is that so..? This is hard to comprehend, just how am I supposed to take care of them just to find King in all of this places?? Call out to him?
[Wouldn't be too bad.]
Oh... Oh, yeah... Calling out to him is better than anything else, but I'm getting way too tired of everything here, I'd rather have this ogre do it instead.
"You... Find me a demon named King and bring him to me, if you dare find help, I'll come after your dear family." I said.
[You don't even know where he lives...]
I killed an ogre with my bare hands here, there's a high chance he believes a lie like that, ok? Now shut up.
...
What if King's hurt?
[That's likely to happen.]
Do you think that ogre will be back? He might've fled.
[He'll be back... His presence is still in here and there's only one way back up top if he wanted to escape.]
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Well... You have a point in the only escape here. It's not a wonder that these slaves seem like they've been down here for quite a while now.
But isn't it weird that they're all here? Shouldn't they have some kind of leader over them??
[They do.]
Oh, wait! Really?
[Yes, and they're coming closer with the ogre.]
I frowned.
Does that mean the ogre brought the leader instead of King?
[Very likely, but I can't be sure, there's another presence along them here.]
"Here he is."
I stood up when the ogre spoke.
Glancing over, I saw what looked like the leader.
"Who are you?" I asked even though I knew the answer already.
"Why, I'm the leader. Isn't it a lovely view from you here??"
Huh... For a woman, she sounds like a frail old lady from the north.
"I see... Do you know anybody named King?" I said.
She took a moment of silence before raising what looked like a leash and pulled someone from behind them.
My eyes widened.
[Luz, keep it together.]
I am... I am... Shut up..!
"King?" I called out.
King looked... Horrible.
He doesn't look thinner, he looks the same as I remembered, but his proud joyful king like expression was not the same anymore.
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