Inhuman Warlock

"I didn't lose any ability. And Xaen isn't a friend," Lucifer replied. "I healed myself."

"So we didn't need to call him?" Milena asked.

"Were you looking for praise for calling him? You're lucky nothing went wrong. Otherwise, I would've had some neck in my hands," Lucifer let out, sighing.

"Ah, why is it that this new Lucifer seems the same as the old one." Milena sighed. "I guess I was a bit too optimistic about your words."

"Anyways, what's the next plan?" she asked. "Warlock Council remaining members went into hiding. What happened here isn't a secret anymore. They're like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode."

"Any plan to get them out of their holes?"

"Plans, huh. I don't think you need to worry about that. The plan will come to us personally," Lucifer said, seemingly amused. "In fact, I'm surprised it's not already here."

"What do you mean?" Milena asked, seemingly confused.

Lucifer didn't reply. He simply turned his focus back to the food that was just placed on the table.

"Order whatever you want. It's on me today," he told the lady before he started eating.

"Hmm? Who are they?" Kellian suddenly exclaimed, standing up.

"Who?" Lucifer asked, looking out the window. He couldn't find anyone.

"I saw two people fly towards the headquarters on a skateboard. They certainly weren't one of our men. A Warlock Council leader?"

"Were they dressed in white?" Lucifer asked, amused.

"Yeah. Dressed in all white. Do you know them?" Kellian asked.

"It seems like the guests are here. They're slow."

"You deleted all the security footage from the systems of the city, right? No Cameras are on?"

"I did as you said right after we took control. There is no footage of anything."

"Good. Can you go and entertain them a bit? Tell them that the Warlock Council has fallen and the remnants have gone into hiding. And you're the leader of the resistance."

"They might show you my image. Tell them I'm one of the remnants of the Warlock Council who went into hiding with them."

Kellian looked at Lucifer in surprise. He was confused about what was happening, but he nodded.

He turned into a shadow and disappeared. In the meantime, Lucifer continued eating.

"Are you going to tell me who they are?" Milena asked Lucifer. "You seem to know them. Are they your friend?"

"They're the plan I was talking about," Lucifer lazily said. "At least a part of the plan. And no, they're not my friends. If anything, they're here to kill me."

He talked so casually about people coming here to kill him that Milena doubted his words momentarily.

"Are you serious? They're here to kill you?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

"How should I know." Lucifer shrugged. "But if I were to take a guess, maybe it's because I destroyed an academy in their empire and brought something important back. But then again, it's only my guess."

"Maybe they're really not here to kill me. They might be my fans, here for autographs."

Milena looked blankly at Lucifer. Was this guy trying sarcasm?

"Do you destroy their academy, and they're here to kill you. So, what's the plan? Why would you use them?" Milena asked, but she remembered what Lucifer had told Kellian to tell the guests.

"Argh! I get it! If they think you're the Warlock Council remnant and the city is under a different control, they won't kill you! And instead, they'll try to look for the remnants! Am I right?" she asked.

Lucifer continued eating. After he finished the plate, he finally answered. "Maybe, or maybe not."

He told the waitress to bring more.

....

The two men from the Atlantic flew above the city, observing the surroundings. They could see that some destruction had taken place in the city. Roads still weren't repaired, and it was clear that some buildings were missing.

"It seems that a large-scale battle took place here," the young man in the back said, observing the surroundings.

"What else can you expect? These Variants are no less than monsters. All they do is fight and kill. That's why it was a great decision for us Atlantians to migrate; otherwise, we'd be at their mercy as well," the Minister replied.

"That tower is still standing. And it's at the center of the city as well. That seems to be the base."

"Indeed."

Both of them flew towards the tower but stopped after finding a man standing on the top of the building as if waiting for them.

Both of them flew closer to the men, prepared to take action at a moment's notice.

"May I help you two?" Kellian asked the old man in the lead who looked like the leader.

"Are you from the Warlock Council?" Atlantis Minister asked.

"I'm not from the Warlock Council. Instead, I'm from Uprising. We have just taken over the city, killing everyone from the Warlock Council. Who might you be?" Kellian asked.

"What? You destroyed the Warlock Council? You killed everyone? Are you lying to fool us?" The old man asked.

"Why would I fool you? You can ask any citizen in the city," Kellian lazily replied. "Now tell me who you are? If you're a friend of the Warlock Council, I might have to kill you. So choose your answer carefully."

"Friend?" The old man asked, disgusted. "Tsk, Friend of those thieves? Nonsense! We're here to kill the person from the Warlock Council who intruded our place and stole something precious."

"In that case, you might be late. We already killed most of them. If the person you're looking for was here, he should already be dead," Kellian replied. "Can you show me who you're looking for?"

The old man raised his hand, showing a hologram of Lucifer and Salazar. "These two."

Kellian recognized both the people.

"I don't recognize this guy," he said, pointing at Salazar.

He turned to Lucifer's hologram. "But I do remember this person. He's one of the few rats that managed to escape along with six others. All six of them were leaders of the Warlock Council. We killed twenty leaders only."

"So he's still alive? That's good. Did you see this coffin anywhere?" The old man asked, showing the coffin of Eve.

Kellian also remembered the coffin. He had seen that with Lucifer in the village.

At that moment, he shook his head. "I haven't seen it. Is it something important?"

"It's none of your concern," the old man frowned. "We're taking over the search from here. You can stop looking for them."

The old man left with the guard. Before long, he disappeared from Kellian's sight, but they didn't leave the city.

As they reached far, the guard asked, "Can we trust him?"