Records of the Weakest Emperor

Chapter 61: He Must Be Planning Something!

[Now then Ivan, how do you plan on fighting these two?]

[Oh, I forgot. Ivan should be a made-up name. Now, that I think about it, I still don't know your name. Mind telling me your name? I mean, you are going to be my master anyway, so it's completely normal for me to know some details as to who you really are.]

[Well, that does make sense and I would oblige if we are not about to face these two monsters! Don't say anything, you're distracting me!]

Calvin replied with some irritation.

Both of them were telepathically talking right now and since Calvin was quite used to doing that.

He had no qualms on doing it.

But at this moment, he was about to face two Specters, a Moonwraith, and a Bloodwraith. He had no time for leisure since these two could instantly turn intangible and attack him from his blindside.

Thankfully, it seemed as if these two Specters were enjoying the hunt.

They weren't in a hurry and seemed to be even admiring the sight of their prey.

[These guys, they are completely toying with you,] Kevin commented.

[What me? You're a part of this, too! If I die, then do you really think that your plans can succeed?]

Calvin lightly chuckled.

Kevin rolled his eyes at him and said, "Why does it feel as if you're more leisurely than them?"

"Is it because you've fought monsters that are far stronger than these two, or could it be because..." Kevin was about to say that Calvin was just trying to cope in this stressful situation, but Calvin interrupted him by saying.

"Who knows?"

Kevin shook his illusory head and asked, "What are your plans? Are you just going to engage them in a fight like this?"

"Of course, not! That's just suicide!"

"Then what are you trying to do?"

"Just wait..." Calvin lifted a smile and took a piece of crumpled paper from his pocket.

Kevin saw this and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Are you going to ask 'Her' to smite these demons?"

An adept Spiritualist like Calvin could indeed summon the strength of the Seven Gods and Goddesses to smite his enemies so long as they were demons, but the price to pay for that endeavor was three times more than the usual!

In fact, it wouldn't even be called an equivalent exchange anymore!

Spiritualists with enough sacrifice so long as they were targeting the appropriate god for their sacrifice could pretty much do anything possible as long as the god agreed to their request.

However, some gods disdained the use of their divinity for unscrupulous deeds such as hurting mortals and gaining wealth acquired from the expense of others.

Of course, there was a caveat.

One couldn't use the power of the Goddess of Compassion and Light to hurt others unaffiliated with darkness.

But one could use the power of the God of Infighting and War to cause trouble to some extent, depending on the sacrifice and the terms agreed upon by the mortal and the god.

Kevin asked Calvin if he planned on asking the help of the Goddess of Compassion and Light to smite these demons, but he was doubtful since the price that he had to pay for that to happen was far too astronomical.

In fact, the only reason why he asked was that he was somewhat confident that Calvin could somehow pull it off.

But of course, that was because he had considered Calvin's previous identity.

A man who had reached the peak of his Profession was a man with a thousand means and a hundred schemes.

He wouldn't be someone simple.

But Calvin shook his head and replied, "No, I will earn the Goddess's ire if I asked her to smite these weaklings. A Goddess still has some feelings, you know? Even if she did smite them after my sacrifice, she may refuse to hear my future prayers and that would be a problem."

"Um... Yeah..."

That makes sense...

"Then, what do you plan on doing?" Kevin changed the topic.

"I know that I can't directly ask her to smite these demons, but I can ask her to temporarily enhance my physical abilities to beyond that of an average mortal. You can't ask me to fight them with this trashy body, right? Before I knew it, they could decapitate me with a single strike."

Kevin didn't ask anything anymore.

He turned his focus to the upcoming battle while Calvin requested, "Protect me for three seconds."

Kevin replied with no words, but with his actions.

The silver sword in Calvin's hands suddenly floated in the air as if it was being wielded by someone invisible.

"The sword is floating! Interesting! That sword... It's made out of silver! It seems that this outside really came here to kill us! But does he even know who we are?" Sir Reyes boisterously laughed.

As he laughed, a crazy and tyrannical aura burst from his body, and the stench of iron emanated from his figure.

He was obviously the Bloodwraith that Kevin was talking about!

"Hahaha! It seems like this brat from the outside has some tricks up his sleeves! But I wonder, how he will taste? It's been such a long time since we've got something new to consume! This will be a party!" Sir Nick tore his clothes that were already bursting on the seams.

He let out a mad howl and his eyes turned bloodshot.

A shiver ran down Calvin's spine, but he remained steadfast.

He raised his left hand while his right hand held a scalpel that he got from the infirmary.

"I can definitely kill these bastards with Runes, but in order to do that... my body must be physically strong. The body of a mortal won't suffice against these monsters, so I must enhance my physical abilities first!"

"The price that I need to pay in order to ask for some help from 'Her' is really high, but at least it's not as astronomical as the price that the unscrupulous God of Infighting and War would demand. I can pay the price if I asked the Goddess of Compassion and Light to bless me, after all... She's compassionate and that is in her name..."

Calvin gnashed his teeth and sliced open a wound on his wrist using the scalpel.

"Fuck!"

Calvin grasped from the pain.

Meanwhile, Kevin's battle against the two Specters had already begun.

"What the fuck is he doing? Why did he slice his own wrist?" Sir Reyes who was a bloodwraith instantly detected the flavorful smell of blood. However, when he turned to look at Calvin. He was dumbfounded by what he had seen. Calvin sliced his own wrist and was letting himself bleed!

Was he trying to commit suicide?

No, that didn't make sense.

He wouldn't deliberately go to this place carrying that silver sword just to commit suicide in front of the enemy.

In other words, he must be planning something!

Sir Reyes's eyes flashed with viciousness.

When Sir Nick stood in front of the sword, he took advantage of that opportunity to pounce at Calvin.

"Ivan!" Kevin swiftly maneuvered the sword, but Sir Nick stood in front of him and took the blade of the sword.

These two demons were really smart!

The moment they saw the flying sword, they quietly surmised that Calvin must be the person controlling it. In other words, the crux of the matter was Calvin! So long as they killed Calvin, then the sword should stop moving!

The conclusion that the two demons had reached was completely normal for they were ignorant of Calvin's circumstances.

But at this moment, their mistake would cost them an arm and leg.

The demons thought that Calvin should be in a panic right now while trying to defend sir Reyes's attack, so in other words, he should be unable to properly control this flying sword. Unfortunately, they didn't realize that the silver sword wasn't actually in Calvin's control.

Sir Nick stood in the way of the sword and the silver sword decisively cut through to make a path.

"Shit! This sword is strange!" Sir Nick hurriedly leaped in order to dodge the incoming attack, but it was already too late.

The silver sword has sliced through his left arm and completely detached it from his shoulder.

A miserable shriek rang out.

Sir Reyes's movements came to a sudden halt, astonished by sir Nick's scream.

But when he turned around to look at sir Nick's direction. What he saw was a flying silver sword speeding to him. His eyes constricted and perfectly reflected the slowly growing image of the silver sword as it approached his neck.

"Fuck!"

Sir Reyes snapped out of his fear and hurriedly ducked his head out of the way.

Normally, his swift movements due to the fact that he was a Specter should be enough for him to dodge the attack.

But...

He was stunned when he realized that Calvin had sent a punch at his jaw.

The force of the punch clearly didn't belong to an average mortal.

It was far too strong!

It was strong enough that it raised sir Reyes's entire body back to the path of the sword.

"Shit..."

Sir Reyes softly cursed as the silver sword cleaved through his neck and severed his head off his shoulders.

He didn't even have enough time to become intangible and dodge the sword!

Thud!

Just like that, Sir Reyes died.