I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

"Sorry but don't take it on me," I shook my head, "even when you said it, I couldn't believe you… Don't stare at me like that! If you are in my shoes, how can you believe anything said to you without any evidence? Right?"

I paused for a long moment when she glared fiercely at me. I intentionally said I didn't believe her so I'd push her to spill more beans.

"Good… Then let me tell you things no commoner will know…"

And like an obedient little girl following a wolf, she started to speak up for hours!

I didn't even try to stop her, not even once. I attentively listened, and focused on memorising everything she said.

"Huh! What do you say now? Am I a commoner?" After saying too much, she crossed her arms and said in such a prideful tone.

"Sure, you got little capital to say such a thing about yourself," but I didn't give her the satisfaction she desired. If I said she wasn't a commoner and I believe what she said, how would I exploit her later on for more info?

"You…"

"Sorry but I got an urgent message right now…" just before she'd try to do or say anything else, I hurriedly ran out of the room and closed it behind.

"Let me out! You don't need to lock me up anymore!" she fiercely yelled at my back, yet I never stopped for even a single second and shut the door tight.

I knew if I delayed for even one second, she'd find her way out and then lots of problems would happen.

I wasn't in the mood to deal with the trouble she'd bring. From what she said and revealed in the middle of her rage, she proved to me that there were no such proclaimed restrictions inside her.

She was the one resisting my system's contract power all this time. And during these hours of her talk, she never showed a single resistance against anything.

If such restriction existed, then she'd have gotten punished not only once, but many times already.

Yet nothing happened to her. And that meant my earlier doubts were true.

I didn't want to waste more time on taking care of her. I just heard tons of valuable intel, and I had to thoroughly think about this.

I didn't try to think about anything when she was speaking fearing that I might miss details or anything.

As I left her room, I felt like a long time had passed. But I knew just no more than ten hours passed since I went in to meet up with her.

"Sigh! Meeting up with her was very stressful on me," I shook my head when I returned back to the top of my chariot.

There was less than a day before the start of the all out battle. And to be honest, and after putting aside all the troubles and pressure I felt after meeting her, this meeting was indeed crucial and very important to me.

If I didn't get to hear what she said, and that was just the tip of the iceberg of what she already knew, then I'd have to face lots of trouble later on.

Just going fast through what she told me made me realise how hard it was to deal with those bastards.

According to her, the people who were standing behind all this mess were calling themselves the Holy Ones!

Despite having such a grand and majestic name, they were agents of chaos, the apostles of disaster and death.

Their aim was just like I exactly expected before, to take down the entire cosmos, ruin endless universes, and kill everyone.

In fact they weren't just a single race, and she didn't tell me what origin they came from or where they lived.

We didn't reach that point in our little talk. What she focused mainly on was the enemies I was going to face in this golden quest.

By her words, she said that in each universe similar golden quests situations were present.

She said that a long time ago, the powerhouses in the Holy Ones scanned and studied most of the universes in the cosmos. They ended up marking a few potentially threatening races in each universe.

And then a grand plot was made, and many bad events happened thanks to such a decision.

The Holy Ones aimed to clear away all the marked races as highly dangerous from each universe. They managed to wipe out lots of races, but there was always a group who proved to be so hard to crush.

And these folks were dealt with by the same method, trapping them inside inaccessible places like what I got here.

If the Holy Ones couldn't wipe out a race, they'd make use of many treasures and push those folks with their worlds to a certain region.

That region was already prepared to seclude and trap such races in either closed loops or sealed spaces.

However to make the universal supreme rules comply and accept such great interference, some rules had to be placed. And that was the origin of the golden quests here and at other universes.

Per her words, the Holy Ones made sure to place many layers of obstacles, to force anyone trying to free any of these highly dangerous races to fail in their attempts no matter how hard they tried.

Along the course of endless years, there were few universes who managed to free their trapped races from the clutches of the Holy Ones. and These universes were branded as the Grand Evil Ones.

How ironic! These Holy Ones were thinking themselves as gods, and those who opposed them as evil! But in reality, they were the true embodiment of evil.

How funny their shamelessness level was! They taught me a proper lesson in how to be truly shameless.

As for the current golden quests I was facing, I was depressed to learn that what I was going to face was just the first layer of defences set by the Holy Ones.