The Prophecy Schlacht Left Behind

[Somewhere in the North]

In the abandoned old house, the crisp sound of black Military Boots echoed through the moss-covered ancient stone slabs.

The surrounding walls were covered with ominous runes, faintly emanating an aura of Mana.

The oil paintings that used to hang on the wall also seemed to have been taken down, leaving only obvious marks.

"That Schlacht guy really likes this kind of gloomy style... even when he's dead..."

His wide cloak swayed behind him, occasionally dragging on the ground, yet surprisingly it remained largely untouched by dust.

This is an old house that has been abandoned for a long time and is hidden deep in the mountains. Logically speaking, after being abandoned for so long, it should be desolate and covered with dust and cobwebs.

However, the man's cloak did not get dirty as expected, which means that someone has been taking care of it all along.

He looked around. Although there were many peeling paint pieces on the walls and windows, the interior was generally clean.

"Come out, I've come to find the [Prophecy Book] left behind by Schlacht."

The man's voice was extremely magnetic, answering in the empty room.

Even though there was no one around, he seemed certain that his words would get a response, and naturally walked over and sat down on the sofa.

When he reached out and touched the small table beside him, a hot cup of coffee had been placed there by someone at some point.

"Hmm, it's very strong. You know my taste?"

The man picked it up, took a small sip, smacked his lips, and his eyes lit up.

For someone like him who fights year-round and enjoys fighting, coffee should be as rich and flavorful as blood to suit his taste.

"Schlacht Prophecy long ago that you would come looking for him, so he specifically instructed me to do so. I was just following his instructions."

"Haha, I thought so too."

At this moment, behind the sofa where the man was sitting, stood a handsome man in a black suit. His respectful demeanor made him look like the housekeeper. Both of them had horns on their heads, a symbol of the Demons, indicating that this place had clearly become the Mansion of the Demons.

The man sitting on the sofa was none other than [Bloodstained War God] Rivale, who had attacked Galan and the others earlier.

After leaving [Äußerst], he traveled a long way to get back the North and arrive at this dilapidated Mansion.

"The [Prophecy Book] should be in your hands, right? After all, you were one of Schlacht's confidants before his death, so it's likely that it was left to you in the end."

"Yes."

The butler remained calm and unconcerned, responding affirmatively.

"Give it to me; I need this book to find the answers to some questions."

Rivale held out his hand, gesturing for the other person to take out the book.

After all, the other party was just an unnamed Demons that Schlacht had trained by his side. Faced with such a person, Rivale did not give him any room to maneuver.

Given his status within the Demons, even if he were to kill a few of his own kind, the Demon King wouldn't say anything.

Or rather, it's already a great favor that they didn't directly try to seize it.

Schlacht died many years ago in the battle to annihilate the [Hero of the South]. I also participated in that battle and learned about the [Prophecy Book] left behind by Schlacht before the battle.

Known as "Omniscience and Omnipotence," he possesses the ability to "Future Sight," and has been using this ability to seek a way out for the future of the Demons. In this respect, Schlacht is also a rare anomaly among the Demons, since although Demons imitate human appearances, they have no emotions whatsoever.

Such a lofty goal as "caring about the future of one's race" really doesn't seem like the behavior one would expect from a Demons.

"Lord Rivale, please allow me to refuse your request. Lord Schlacht has said that no one may open this [Prophecy Book] before [that That Day] arrives."

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The butler paused slightly, then bowed and declined Rivale's request, which surprised the latter somewhat.

"You don't seem to have rejected this option, do you? I've traveled a long way to get here, wanting to know an answer, and all I wanted was to take a look at that book and borrow some of Schlacht's power. It's not like I'm not going to give it back to you."

Rivale wore a helpless expression, but a faint Mana emanated from him, making it clear that if he didn't give it to me, he would have no choice but to take it by force.

However, after reflecting on what the butler had just said, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a deeper meaning behind those words.

"No one can open this book before [that That Day] arrives? Does that mean the book only contains information about [that That Day]?"

"My lord, I am not familiar with the contents of the book, but from what Lord Schlacht told me, it seems to be so."

"That's really strange... He told me before that this book contained all the interesting things he saw using his [Future Sight] magic... Are you lying to me?"

One second, Rivale was still pondering the deeper meaning of Livale's words, but the next second he changed his tone and looked sharply at the butler, his Mana no longer concealed, exploding in the room like a cannonball.

The immense Mana, which almost enveloped the entire Mansion, forced the butler standing behind Rivale to kneel on one knee to avoid being directly killed by Rivale's oppressive aura.

Without the concern of Serie, Rivale held nothing back this time, and the pressure he released was incomparable to that of Galan. Even though the butler was mobilizing his own Mana to resist, it was to no avail.

"I didn't come all this way just to listen to your nonsense. Tell me, if it were Schlacht, he would know I was coming to see him today. He must have left you some other instructions."

He knew Schlacht well. As an old friend of hundreds of years, Rivale knew very well that Schlacht would definitely make ample preparations for anything he cared about.

Given that Galan was a special case Time Travel, he didn't believe that the other party would be without any preparation or other records. If he could foresee Galan's existence, then he must have been able to foresee that he would come to this place to find the [Prophecy Book] he left behind and seek answers. Therefore, it was only natural that the butler in front of him should be there to deliver information. Otherwise, he couldn't find a reason to explain why Schlacht would specifically tell him the exact location of this Mansion before that battle.