The Demon Prince"s words was eye-opening for Leviathan, who had never truly considered this. He had been to lost in his obsession for revenge that he missed out these details."This..." He was speechless and didn"t know how to reply.
"Your Highness is right. There must have been some external a.s.sistance or the Fire G.o.d wouldn"t have made that far. And the Fire Clan wouldn"t possibly have helped him..."
Had he been played like a fiddle and used by some shameless b.a.s.t.a.r.d?
"Or maybe he had some other pervert friends within the clan? Then it could have be managed." Leviathan continued to speculate, while the prince observed silently and munched on his grapes.
"However, Flare once said that the rapist was a loner and barely a.s.sociated with others in the Fire Clan."
The Demon Prince finally started to feel that the trip wasn"t wasted.
"Your Highness, please tell me who the culprit behind the schemes is. This subject would be forever grateful." Leviathan bowed to show his sincerity.
The prince ceased to eat and rolled a purple grape in his palm.
"Pledge your loyalty to me and I shall help you complete your revenge." The grape in his hand started to darken and shrink, before ending as a dark brown slimy ball. He then threw it at the Great Water Demon, who stopped it in the midair with magic.
"To show your sincerity, eat the Gu poison that I have prepared for you." The prince"s amethyst eyes glinted.
"Gu!?" Leviathan had heard rumours of this kind of poison and knew of its scary effects if activated. Thus he wasn"t very eager to accept it.
"Only high level of Poison magic could accomplish this. Who are you really, your Highness?"
Based on Leviathan"s knowledge about the Royal Demon Clan, no one possessed the poison attribute. The members were all performers of Dark magic, so how come this prince use Poison magic?
Furthermore, Poison magic was a rare type of magic that was said to have died out millions of years ago. The immortals of the different realms deemed it to be too grotesque and dangerous to leave to existence. They thus cooperated to completely eradicated the users of the magic.
If the prince was a descendent of the poison users from that time, wouldn"t he be hunted by everyone if he ever was found out?
Leviathan realized the gravity of this information and knew that silence would prove to be golden. If he chose to work under the Demon Prince, he had to keep his mouth shut.
"Does it matter?" The prince asked with slight annoyance.