Re-Awakening: I Became a Pay To Win Boss Monster-Chapter 191: Start of the Summit

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Chapter 191: Start of the Summit

Qiqi tilted her head, puzzled. “…Apple juice? I don’t think so?”

“Rael…” Linlin muttered. “Is something wrong with her?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” Rael replied flatly, yet he slowly nodded, making sure Linlin got the hint.

And as she suddenly froze, he could assume she got it.

He looked back at Qiqi and handed her the potion.

“D-Drink it,” Linlin urged with a soft smile, which made Qiqi even more reluctant.

“You know what…? I don’t think I’m thirsty—UMPH!”

Before she could dismiss the potion, Rael simply pried her mouth open and poured it down her throat.

He tried doing it the nice way, but it clearly wasn’t working.

“Rael, what do you think you’re doing?” Linlin jumped up in surprise but didn’t stop him.

Qiqi’s body twitched uncontrollably as her hair shifted between white and green. At the same time, a sort of evil energy began to leave her body, causing the air to crackle. Eventually, her resistance ceased, and she gently dropped to the ground before falling asleep.

“Done,” Rael announced with a sigh.

The risk of her becoming one of the Evangelists had decreased drastically just now.

Everyone who wanted, or didn’t want, to become an Evangelist had to go through one of these trials.

The initial trial was a simple dream where they were shown the leader of the Evangelists, Veyl’aruun.

It was an eldritch being, from what Rael could recall, and not much was known about it. However, that being’s name kept echoing inside the minds of those it had come into contact with.

And if they called out that being’s name, then their minds get corrupted, memories altered, until eventually, they go through another stage of the ritual… Rael trailed off. But since it hadn’t spiraled that far, we’re fine.

Linlin crouched down and grabbed Qiqi. “Is she…?”

“She’s fine now, so follow me out. I only have about three minutes left before the summit begins,” Rael replied, beginning to move out of the sewers.

Linlin tossed Qiqi over her shoulder and did the same.

He didn’t care much about the bodies of the Evangelists. After all, while they might look human, they weren’t actually human.

Their bodies decomposed quicker since they relied on blood to survive. Because of that, he expected them to turn to dust within the next five minutes.

Anyways… Evangelists and the Holy Kingdom. I wonder if they’re connected? Rael pondered as he finally reached the manhole and jumped out.

Linlin was right behind him, yet it seemed like she had something to say.

“What is it?” Rael asked impatiently. “No, forget it… just tell me afterwards. I’m busy now.”

Just as he began to walk away, her faint, almost inaudible voice rang out.

“Thank you… I don’t know what I might’ve done if my sister had died because I said a few stupid words I didn’t mean…”

Rael halted, turning his head to face her. “Value what you have. You can lose everything in the blink of an eye. Good luck, Linlin. I hope I’ll see you by the time the summit actually starts.”

With that, he sped up his pace toward the royal palace.

He had really underestimated his speed, as with one step, he was able to cover several kilometer—far more than his car could, and definitely faster than he ran with Linlin.

Therefore, in less than five seconds, he arrived at the palace. Dozens of people were already gathered, yet none could come in.

Even so, Rael kicked off the ground, landing on the rooftop of the palace. He had never imagined travel to be so easy.

But I guess that’s one of the perks of being somewhat strong. Though if I were to go to the other continent now, I’d get one-tapped. Not fun, Rael thought as his gaze locked onto a particular courtyard Zafira had mentioned.

He noticed several dozen people already gathered there, each one wearing regal clothes of different colors and designs. They huddled around a giant round table.

And then there was Zafira, sitting alone on one side of the table, looking the most beautiful as always.

But… why are they all gathered here already?

Without wasting any more time, he kicked off the palace’s rooftop and, to everyone’s surprise, crashed down right beside the table.

“G-Guards! Intruder!”

Immediately, the six paladins dashed in front of Rael, their swords hovering closely by his neck.

But when the dust settled, each of the paladins froze upon noticing the glint in Rael’s eyes.

“Who do you think you’re pointing a sword at? Move,” Rael said coldly, and flicked the paladins away with surprising strength.

Each ruler looked at him with a different expression. Shock, irritation, curiosity.

Yet the one ruler that stood out the most was someone he didn’t even expect to see in the first place.

A woman with two black goat-like horns sticking out of the sides of her head. She wore rather revealing clothes, but from her presence alone, one could deduce she was a ruler of some sort.

And in this case, she was the ruler of the Demonic Lands.

So they even have demons in these talks? This seems serious… Rael pondered as he ignored the gazes of everyone present and arrived beside Zafira.

He innocently sat down and adjusted his clothes before confidently placing both of his hands on the table.

“So, what did I miss?” Rael asked calmly.

“Rael…” Zafira muttered, leaning into his ear. “King Arthur, the ruler of the Holy Kingdom, had some important news to announce. He skipped the introductions of all the rulers, so even I barely arrived on time myself. Sorry for not messaging you about it.”

Rael shook his head. “It’s fine, but did he already announce it?”

“No,” Zafira replied, and switched her gaze over to King Arthur on the opposite end of the table. “He was about to start, but you interrupted.”

“Great…” Rael trailed off and leaned back in his chair.

“Now that everyone’s in attendance, I believe you can make your announcement now, Ruler of the Holy Kingdom,” Rael said with a wide smile.

And in the next moment, the burly, middle-aged man stood up from his seat. He had golden hair and eyes, yet a surprisingly pale complexion.

Nonetheless, he cleared his throat, and in a cold, emotionless voice, he spoke.