Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 138: Confrontation with the greed (3)

|BOOK-WAYS OF EMPYREAN AND ARTS|

Birth of Seven Sins - GREED :

Greediness is certainly both essential and nonessential.

Desire may vary from person to person. However, Trying to obtain and amass more than necessary is not particularly wicked if it's healthy and morally right. But, doing wicked things to achieve what one desires in a wicked way is surely Sinister.

The desire to have more than what one actually has. It can be wealth, fame, respect, or anything else one could imagine. And the corrupt gods selected an individual who had possessed a strong obsession and greed over things. One who was ready to commit inhumanity without feeling empathy or compassion to achieve what they wanted. And the individual's name was Judas.

The chosen individual's abilities reached the pinnacle within a few days from the pieces of information collected. 

According to the folklore of the Empyrean, Greed was a tyrannical god who was adamant to achieve whatever he wished for. Later the greed led to the downfall of the sins. 

***

The man took a seat next to the two men with a smile.

"What happened? why are you both so angry?"

He said and turned towards the waitress.

"Three beers here."

He said in a loud voice.

"Nate..."

Nate Fraser's lips slightly arched up 

"Yeah?"

Both Gregory and Jack stared at him with their reddened eyes gritting their tooth. They knew they cannot take him down yet, they couldn't control their anger.

" "

Silence remained in the whole bar as the three men gazed at each other emitting threatening pressure around them.

"Sir..."

The waitress hesitantly walked towards the table and placed the tankards on the wooden table.

He politely smiled at the woman and nodded his head as she bowed towards him. He then turned his attention back to the duo.

"Have some."

He pushed the tankards towards Gregory and Jack.

"Sure..."

Jack smiled and picked the tankard and Gregory followed.

"So? I didn't expect you both to see here. This one is my favorite bar. Anyway, What brought you both?"

He asked with a smile which suddenly turned into an intimidating expression.

"Haha, Surely not for revenge right?"

He laughed and asked and turned towards the people who were gazing at them. They immediately shifted their attention back to what they were doing.

"What if I say yes?"

Jack said looking into his eyes. 

Until then only Jack and Gregory were expelling their mana to show hostility but, in a split second. The dim yellow lamps that were attached to the walls and pillars of the bar exploded as Nate raised his tankard and gave a strong tap on the table.

His eyes glinted in green as he expelled mana around him. The dense mana wholly spread around the bar in mere seconds making the people in it faint. 

"I don't think. You both are foolish enough to do that."

He smiled.

"Yeah~ Yeah..."

Gregory smiled uncomfortably and tapped Jack's shoulder. They both were actually barely holding on to their consciousness.

He rose from his seat and stretched his hand.

"I hope you people won't try to do anything ironic. Well, I have things to take care of. Have fun pals."

He said and placed a card on the table.

"You have my permission to tour the city. Don't try to get in my way. And tell the contact lord of the transgressors  to stop the plan."

He said and left the room.

Within seconds they both started to sweat like pigs as they sat quietly for almost two hours in the bar. They realized how far behind they were just in the level of Mana. 

"Did he just fucking warned and spared our lives now?"

Jack said and broke the silence between them.

"It seems so..."

"So what should we do?"

"I don't know... We were not able to do shit. The fuck was that though? He seems far stronger than the rumors... Just the fucking pressure."

With frustration, he sighed and leaned towards the table with both his hands covering his forehead.

"He has surely grown a lot unlike us... I don't think he just walked in here coincidentally."

Gregory uttered and rose from his stool.

"Where are you going?"

"To the weaponry."

He said calmly.

"Are you still going per the plan?"

"Yes? Do we have any other options?"

"Nope..."

He said and followed him.

***

Present,

"Let's walk into this restaurant until we get the signal."

Rafila said to Cinzia as they both walked amidst the turmoil.

The sky ogres were going on a slaughter down everyone that fell on sight. The city was in utter chaos. Few buildings were burning and outlaws were trying to defend themselves. Some patrol soldiers were also defending the people. 

"Hmm?"

Without paying attention to her, Cinzia turned back and found a Mutino flying towards their direction and the one standing on top was Razik. Shooting the Skyogres with his crossbow.

"Is that Varde behind him?"

Rafila asked, noticing the Mutino that was flying in the distance.

" "

Cinzia couldn't come up to answer.

She started to run towards the mutino.

"Cinzia! Stop..."

Rafila yelled and began chasing after her.

As an arrow flew towards Cinzia. Rafila used a shield spell and safely guarded her. It was like Cinzia's legs were moving on her own. Unlike her regular composed self, she was moved by anger. Razik and Varde both were the prime reason for the turmoil in her emotions.

Soon a sky ogre killed Razik's mutino and tried to kill him. But, abruptly he grabbed the sky ogre by its neck and snapped it.

"Cinzia, there is no time for this! Head back!"

"Ohh~ Ohh if it isn't Rafila."

Razik grinned showing all his thirty-two tooths. 

Without wasting any time. Cinzia jumped in the air and  thrusted her spear. Abruptly a straight ray of solid ice suspended out of her spear and darted towards him. Her jade spear turned full blue as she swung falling towards the ground.

Unfortunately, Razik dodged the ice arrow that was darted towards him. Razik's pupils dilated, noticing that she was aiming for Varde from the start. Razik swiftly turned and noticed the Ice arrow that was already dug into his chest.

In that split moment, a tiny drop of tear flowed down from the corner of her eyes as she stared at him with her reddened eyes.

Her hand that clutched the spear was simultaneously infusing her mana into the spear turning it into blue. A faint white fog surrounded the shaft as she pointed it towards him.

"So cold!"

Razik uttered.

In a split second, a fireball and an arrow flew towards him just before he was about to push his leg from the ground. It clearly pierced and collided with him creating a cloud of smoke around his vicinity.

And from the smog came two men running towards Cinzia. The Duo was obviously Jack and Gregory. They were in full leather armor. Jack had a broad sword in his hand and Gregory possessed a mage stave.

"It seems, you've managed to get into the city huh?"

Jack said, looking at Cinzia.

She didn't pay heed to them and swung her spear facing the smog.

A chill ran down their spine as they noticed a dagger that was covered by Razik's dark attribute pointing towards Cinzia's eye. Razik pressed his dagger immensely on the shaft as Cinzia was blocking it.

Immediately Gregory used to fire a ball spell against him.

Razik turned towards him with a vicious smile as the Fireball barely did any damage to him. Though it hit his abdomen, it diminished in an instant shattering his armor.

Followed by him Jack rushed and cut his abdomen. Within a second the skin healed back to normal.

All the four of them looked at him in a daze.

"Greed..."

Rafila mumbled inwardly. Rafila is a bookworm. Who tries to learn new things. She was certainly interested in decoding magic formulas, learning history, and had an interest in alchemy and illusionists.Which was rather why her group possessed members of rare classes like alchemist and illusionist. So, there was no doubt she had learned about Greed's power.

What made her doubt was Razik didn't have any significance or similarities to Judas to be selected as the greed.

"Cinzia, we cannot win against him..."

Rafila yelled and grabbed her hand and started running while Gregory and Jack simultaneously tried to attack him.

"You both leave... We will take care of this shit head."

Jack shouted and stood his ground.

Razik smiled and abruptly stopped chasing after them. 

"Now~now, I thought we were reunited just like old times..."

" "

"He has the power of Greed..."

Rafila uttered, turning back.

Both the men didn't reply back to him; they just stood there clutching their weapons. They stood their ground and decided to confront him regardless of their level difference.

[Private ability: Superlative sensitivity activated] 

Without wasting time any further, Jack decided to make his move using his private ability super reflexiveness to make an equal footing to his supreme agility.

Upon changing a few moves, Jack found a gap and struck his sword into his abdomen abruptly. 

"Is your level eight or something? Your skills have certainly heightened."

Razik gave out some words of appreciation while coughing blood as he continued to thrust the sword even further into with a smile.

Jack's lips arched up as he gained the words of admiration but it was short-lived.

"It's six..."

Before he could finish his sentence. he found the sword broken into two in Razik's hand. He drifted his eyes down and found his body healing up.

"You should have listened to Rafila. This is Greed baby!"

In a moment his dagger grazed past Jack's face. Thanks to Gregory who used a magic missile spell targetting Razik's face.

His head splattered and blood tainted Jack's face.

Abruptly, Jack ran towards Gregory and began running giving him a shoulder.

"Why are you running? He is dead isn't he?"

He said and turned back. The flesh slowly moved on its own and conjoined and restructured his face.

It seemed as though Razik was showing off and playing with them. Because if he chose to kill them he'd have done it already.

"Haha, Running like cowards? Tell that pepper salt bastard to fight me!"

He yelled as they both ran with a mocking smirk and shot arrows on both their legs.

"Kueek!"

They both squealed and dragged their bodies deliberately towards the platform as people were running and screaming around. 

He slowly walked towards them with a smile and grabbed Jack by his hair.

"Goodbye."

He whispered in his ear and slit his throat.

"Fuck!"

Gregory uttered as he placed the dagger on his neck.

"Rest in peace."

In a split moment, he slit his throat.

'Believe in me? Huh? Jack was right about you...'

Gregory thought and closed his eyes recalling Nix's words.