In a hurry, the middle-aged man who looked disheveled tried to overtake the other survivors. While kept pushing and interrupting in the middle of the crowd walking slowly down the narrow, underground passage. And even though his path was still blocked by the steps of the other survivors, he kept trying to get one step closer to the line leaders at the front end.
The air was very stuffy, and thanks to the torches they used as the only means of lighting in the passage, sweat was pouring down Pelsaert's face as his eyes shook.
"Sir!! Sir!! … Mr. Watanabe !! "
Drep !! Drepp !! Dreppp !!
"Hmm, Mr. Pelsaert? What is wrong?"
Pelsaert was unable to continue speaking due to his exhausted breath from running. But after a few seconds, he sighed he again grabbed the samurai's arm and said it with a regretful face.
"They ... they, the Dekker family are still out there!"
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"Father...! What is this?"
"Father also does not know, son ..."
Thus, Angel replied to his son's question while holding his hand tightly with a face that was sweating profusely.
The three of them, Angel, Edward and Frederica could only be silent when they saw the red waves rolling stagnant in front of them, like a wall towering high into the sky.
Not knowing what to do after running long and exhausted, but at the end of the road they were actually blocked by a roll of red waves blocking their sides as long as they looked.
"Honey, how about this? should we go back to find another one? "
"No, wait, maybe these waves aren't as dangerous as they seem"
While that, Angel began to slowly stretch out his hand, and his finger slowly tried to touch the rolling red waves.
"Stop, ... "
The three of them were shocked and immediately fixed their eyes on the source of the voice.
"I wouldn't do it if I were you ..."
A woman who was holding a bone abacus stood to the right of the three of them while busy counting something.
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Hearing Pelsaert's brief explanation really struck Watanabe. To his surprise, Edward, who had been running with him, was still outside with his parents somewhere. Immediately he was about to run, but immediately Bastion blocked him.
"No sir, let us find them. You sir are needed here more than us. Look backward sir, their eyes who only could place their hopes on you, sir! "
For a moment, Watanabe who looked back became touched, but remembering Edward's innocent smile and frightened face made his grip tremble. Also clearly visible, the face of the samurai was really holding back the worry of this boy acquaintance. However, seeing the people behind him he lifted his hand and placed it on Bastion's shoulder.
"Promise to find it and protect it ...."
"Leave it to me, sir!"
Bastion ran away, followed by his younger brother.
But for the samurai, it was still very heavy until his knees weakened and made him fall on both knees. Tears began to fall and his strength seemed to disappear in the arms of the VOC trade union princess who tried to calm him down.
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"Hoi Belphegor, where the other else?"
"Shut up, I don't know!"
"You!! What did you come here for, huh? "
The chubby demon was just quietly relaxing on top of a rock while throwing a brief snarl glance at Mephisto who jerked him away.
"What's wrong, Mephisto?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little gloomy, Torrentias immediately appeared to interrupt.
"Oh sir Torrenti ..., I mean ... Cornelius. Just enjoy quietly from the most comfortable bench, sir. We will prepare the stage soon. "
Then immediately Mephisto fixed his eyes on Belphegor.
"Hoi lazy, it's your turn to move!"
For a moment Belphegor threw a glance at Mephisto, but then he turned around without saying anything and disappeared.
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On the other side.
They were shocked to see the appearance of Crocell, a demon in the form of a woman whose skin is divided into white and black. The three of them jerked back and took a few steps away.
"Who are you?"
Crocell was silent, while still busy with his abacus.
"Did you the responsible one of bringing all of us to this deserted place !?"
The second question, Angel threw in a bolder tone, Crocell began to pay attention. While lowering her small-chained glasses, she bit glanced curiously at the family.
"No, don't worry about it ... more importantly you have to pay attention to these red waves ... look!"
Instantly the devil was clicking reached out her hand forward, breaking through the waves. And immediately the hands and flesh up to her shoulders were torn apart and carried up.
"... !!"
Frederica immediately closed Edward's eyes, and so did his father. Then Crocell slowly drew closer, and the arm which had been torn apart immediately returned to normal without the slightest injury. Then when she reached the family who had fallen on their backs, she lowered herself in a graceful crouch.
"How is it, do you understand? Those waves are not ordinary waves. In an instant, if you touch them you will be torn apart. "
"You... !! What do you want? What are your plans, and why are you bringing us all to this place !! "
As Angel's sharp gaze threw at Crocell's figure in front of them. But Crocell, who was staring at him calmly, only gave a fleeting smile before then stood up and walked away, in the direction of turning away from the red waves beside them.
And at that moment Angel's eyes watching Crocell walk away immediately widened.
Right in the direction Crocell walked forward he saw ten other figures standing, hovering, sitting, and relaxing , either on a rock or an indentation of bone emerging from the ground.
Two of them are a pair of the human-bodied creature with a bird head, with motifs in their bodies upside down from each other. Then there was a small child with scales and a beaming fish tail sitting on a rock. Then, not far from them there is also a figure of the elderly stout armor complete, a figure gorilla with three mounded head with a human, goat, and bull face. And also a figure with a lion's head who was sitting cross-legged while hovering upsidedown in the air with eyes closed, and beside him was a black human figure, with three dog heads.
Then the last three figures besides the female being who carries the abacus, are a long-eared and green-skinned woman with several emerald crystals growing on her body, a middle-aged man with a rough beard and strange clothes, and a wide witch hat, then someone else is a figure tall with a muscular body and dark skin scaly snake.
They just stayed where they were while continuing to look at the family in their own way.
Then Crocell, who was on the body of a woman with the abacus, began to open a conversation with the other ten figures without paying attention to the Dekker family who were still sitting on the ground.
"How about this? Should we gather them with the others? "
They did not answer, letting the atmosphere fall into silence for a moment while continuing to enjoy watching the family's worried, scared and furious expressions.