I could not believe my eyes. Ever since I have become a deviant, sensing aether flow or seeing different colours of aether pertaining to the ability of a person it felt quite unusual . Thinking back was just a little immature girl just a month ago so much changed and I cannot exactly say for the better.
"This kid…he has such a bright red aether flowing through him," I said to Cronus pointing towards the dark cell where a child crouched with his head between his thighs.
"Hmmm…it is fire aether maybe he is someone who could manipulate fire," Cronus said, his hands still holding the little fingers of Elizabeth.
"Only Lisbeth knows how to manipulate fire. It was specifically written that she was the only person left in this whole world who had this power. On several occasions, it was written how useful and unique her power was." I said.
"Do you mean that this child will die ?... And that Lisbeth would be the only person left to have such a power?" Cronus asked me, considering the amount of importance my words had on the situation.
"I need that child…if we cultivate his powers early on then the ruthless power of Lisbeth will not be needed."
There was one thing that author wrote regarding Lisbeth's power. She was the strongest fire manipulator in history and this child might not even match Lisbeth's aether flow, however, her power held no restraint. When she used her power…both the enemy and the allied side lose out their knights. Such a destructive and uncontrolled power was only written to amplify the importance of female lead while occasionally throwing some romantic scenes with the King who somehow despite being a human knew how to calm her down.
"Let us take him too then…" Cronus said and went inside the cell.
I did not know what happened inside the dark cell but Elizabeth and I could hear occasional screams and loud banging noises. Sometimes sparks of fire or cuss from both sides were heard.
"Are they fighting ?" Elizabeth asked me looking completely surprised.
"I do not know…"
"Let us move then…" Cronus said bringing the child like a potato sack.
"Shit! …you knocked him unconscious" I said. He clearly chose a different route from when he was with Elizabeth.
"You will understand when this little bastard will wake up."
We started moving....when footsteps were heard. They were hurried and impatient.
"Where are the buyers!!" a voice was heard.
It was Ronald Polimont…
"You take the kids and move into the carriage. I will take care of it . Also, make sure your face is not seen since you are from a distinguished family ." Cronus said.
"Elizabeth…Is Ronald a deviant ?" I asked.
" Yes but very weak." She said.
"Fine then…Let us move out of the prison first ."
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(3rd Person POV)
Cronus saw Aria and the kids move out from the door. He was a contracted demon whose duty was to save his master he needed to do the same when Ares was there. He was shackled with mere spells and trickery to work against his will, on the whims and fancies of a greedy noble, a power-hungry mage who would kill anyone to be on the top. Sometimes he even wondered if he was a demon or it was really them. He thought it was the same for Aria, a sheltered noble. He needed to save the same kind of person who was willing to kill thousands of people. Someone who lives at expense of others.
However this time it was different. In that brief moment he spent with Elizabeth, Aria who was not good with kids due to her trauma still tried to do her best. Her hands were shaking and she looked visibly awkward but she still tried to make the young child comfortable enough to take her out on her own violation.
At that moment he knew that the lady he was serving was truly kind, someone who might act tough and think of using others but in reality she would just help them and ask for help in return …it was late to show sympathy since it was him who left her to die in her past life …but now it was time for him to help her, to aid her in her quest and to shield her.
Cronus was sure that now that Aria was different from her ancestor despite looking so similar in appearance.
She will never dispose of a person just because they have served their purpose. She might say that she will kill a person but he knew that she would never do so …not because she was afraid of doing so because she knew that this might just hurt her and those around her.
"Then let me help you…"
Ronald Polimont might be a weak deviant but he had the most modern and lethal weapons imported from all around the world. Some weapons could kill people from a large distance or destroy large areas. He knew with such an enemy either Aria or the kids might get hurt in the process thus being here and covering for them would be the best option.
Cronus waited for the people to come inside the prison complex ….he rolled up his sleeves where black marks appeared. They were chants written in ancient script that slowly covered his chest under his shirt, slowly peeking from his nape. It covered his neck and cheeks.
Seventeen people came into view…they were armed with swords, while others were mid-class deviants. Ronald Polimont also came into view armed with a gun.
"Attack this deviant! And find that bitch !..." Ronald shouted to his guards.
"Stop.."
The time stopped and everyone stood on their tracks.
Cronus conveniently went ahead to snap off their necks except for Ronald whom he intended to save for the last .
The time started after ten seconds…
Ronald watched all his guards fall down with their necks snapped.
What happened?
"Who…Who are you! You did this right? With the help of that bitch??" He shouted in a panicked voice.
"Who knows ?.... How about you ask God instead. ?"
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Few minutes later first knight Squadron who came with the Bellhouse knights after raiding the upper floor were shocked to see the pile of dead bodies...Ronald Polimont one of the greatest merchants was lying dead inside one of the cell. He was brutally murdered by the deviant slaves as he was thrown inside like food for the caged beasts.
"Hey...the man told me that you would save us ...is that true?' One of the boys said. His cheeks were covered.
"Yeah...however I wonder who exactly wanted saving."