Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later - Chapter 235
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235 Reason’s Purpose
“…That’s it. I hope you understand that I wouldn’t lie to you. You’re a high-ranking Moon Realm overlord, close to a Void Sovereign, so you know what I mean. It’s up to you to decide.”
Reason straightened its impeccable collar and bowed to Blake and Remides before turning its gaze to the floating projection in the middle of the hall, where William was struggling against three Demon Generals.
Blake watched the tense battle on the screen before turning to Reason and saying, “But I don’t see what you stand to gain by telling us this information. Even if His Excellency Absurdity Jester does some strange things, I doubt He’s a philanthropist. Are you telling us all of this for nothing?”
“My decision to tell you this was entirely personal. And you’re right—no matter how crazy my master is, He wouldn’t choose to reveal such important information to our greatest enemy in the Moon Realm,” Reason replied coolly.
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“That makes even less sense. Aren’t you a Demon General loyal to Valk?” Blake asked from his throne, confusion etched on his face.
“Yes, this misunderstanding arises often. But I don’t understand why you think a Void Sovereign, who represents madness and foolishness, would have a Demon General named Reason,” Reason replied, a hint of mockery in its voice. For the first time, an undetectable smile crossed Reason’s face.
“You call Valk ‘Master.’”
“Well, I suppose human slaves are willing to call their shacklers ‘masters’, right?” Reason continued, dripping with sarcasm.
“I should have become a sword or a bow, but unfortunately for me, Mr. Valk won the bet and I became this.”
“Wait, you mean that your essence…”
“That’s right. Judgment Equipment was made through a series of crazy bets. They are weapons that can harm the Void Sovereigns’ immortal life. Or maybe it’s a concept that goes against Them, or something else? In short, the other 12 Void Sovereigns obediently turned it into a weapon called Judgment Equipment, and only I became a high-level Moon Realm spirit. And let me tell you, your Presiding Judge has terrible taste in names. No need for a stupid name. This is the only thing I’m grateful for not being turned into a weapon.”
Blake ignored the second half of the other guy’s statement and thought for a moment before bringing up the issue.
“If that’s the case, there’s no reason for Valk to make you the Fanatic Theater’s butler.”
After all, who would hand over the surrogate authority of their Moon Realm domain to a Moon Realm existence with completely opposite concepts?
But Reason replied very calmly, “Well, how do you think He should deal with me to better reflect His essence of madness and foolishness? Or rather, if He really thinks of a suitable way to deal with me, He should inherit the name of Reason. Besides, what Lord Valk does most in the Fanatic Theater is constantly overturning the plans I’ve made. I’m just a tool to reflect His madness.”
“So that’s why you shared all this information with us? You’re hoping we’ll be able to stop Valk’s plan?”
Remides finally spoke up, unable to stay silent any longer.
Reason sneered and shook its head.
“Plan? He never had a real plan. Even if he tells you what he’s up to, it will only add more variables to the future and give him more opportunities for surprises.”
The sneer on Reason’s face revealed a hint of resentment.
“Then what do you want?” Blake asked, considering the situation carefully.
“I want to see Him dead.”
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Suddenly, Reason turned into gray crystals and vanished in the hall after bowing to them one last time.
Remides glanced at Blake, who spoke before she could.
“Hold on a moment… this must be some sort of mark that Valk left behind when he brought his circus to Black Crow Gaze. At the time, it was the only one who brought its spawn here, but I didn’t pay much attention to it.”
For a Demon General, or rather, a high-level Moon Realm being with the strength of a Demon General, to be able to openly teleport to the throne hall of Black Crow Gaze, the other party must have left something behind.
With that, Blake stretched out his left hand, turning it into a bird claw and firmly grasping something in the void. A tattered dark-blue elephant doll was suddenly pulled out, letting out a sharp cry like a child.
“Tsk… thank supreme-ruler the Presiding Judge insisted on holding the meeting at the Dawn Fortress, with all those barriers in the conference hall. Otherwise, they would’ve seen right through us.”
Blake clenched his fist tightly as the blue elephant doll burst into fireworks, filling the sky before disappearing.
“If the Presiding Judge finds out about this amateur mistake, I’ll be stuck in confinement.”
Blake chuckled nervously as he watched the fireworks fade away.
Remides looked at him solemnly and asked, “You’ve been imprisoned for more than 800 years. The Presiding Judge won’t find it enough of a punishment for you. Or are you not planning on telling the Presiding Judge what Reason told you?”
Just as Reason had said, it hadn’t come on its master’s orders. It also hoped that the two of them wouldn’t bring up the matter on their master’s orders.
That’s why the other party had chosen this moment, when both masters were distracted, to visit.
Blake remained silent.
“So what it said was true?” Remides pressed.
“My gut tells me it’s probably true,” Blake replied, staring at the fight in the middle of the hall. “The method to truly kill a Void Sovereign. Although we still need to verify some details.”
His voice was hushed, as if he was afraid William might hear him.
Remides likewise whispered, “The Presiding Judge will never go for it. It’s too risky, and the cost is too high.”
There was a moment of silence before Blake asked, “What do you think we should do?”
Remides glanced at the Presiding Judge, who was clearly struggling with his battle, and sighed.
“We should tell the Presiding Judge the truth about everything else except for this method.”
At this, Blake smiled and said, “I agree with you, but if you made this decision based on the current situation, I have to say that the Presiding Judge will definitely come out on top in this battle.”