Inhuman Warlock

"You didn't lose everything you possessed. You still have me. And I still have you. Even though there are only two of us, are we two less than anyone? Loss is a part of life," Milena reminded Lucifer as she fed him again.

"But we can't give up after coming this close to our destination. We need to reach the end goal, or everyone's sacrifice would go to waste," she further added as she dipped the spoon in the cup, only to find there was none left.

However, she was immersed in the conversation that she didn't want to break. She just gestured for the waiter to bring more without making much noise.

"You're right. I can't give up now. I already lost everything I possessed. What more can I lose at this point? It's lost us left. And I won't allow anyone to take more from me."

"Aww, are the two lovebirds on a date?" A snarky comment came from the back, interfering in the conversation.

Lucifer glanced back. "You are here to die? Aren't you?"

A young man was standing at the entrance of the restaurant. The man was carrying a sword with him.

Seeing the man, Milena stood up. Two dark wings appeared behind her back as she cast her energy negation.

"Calm down, little girl. Stop acting like you're some bigshot. We already saw what you are the last time we fought. Don't even bother to try again. If it weren't because of the others, you would've been dead by now."

"How about I try this time instead of her?" Lucifer asked as he stood up.

"Look, I'm not here to fight. If I wanted to fight, I could've killed you when you were immersed in feeding each other like little lovebirds. You wouldn't even know I was here if I hadn't spoken. So can we drop the hostilities and get to talking?" Jian asked Lucifer, lazily yawning.

"You think we'll talk to you after you killed everyone close to us?!" Milena yelled.

"Who started it first? You all came here, all guns blazing. You killed all the Warlock Council Members, including my brother. In return, I killed your friends. We should be equal now," Jian responded. "You can't pin the blame on me."

"You attacked my Empire first!" Milena responded. "You started it!"

Jian smiled in response. "Remind me again, who killed our envoy who went to your Empire to nicely talk to you? Wasn't it you? So technically, you started the bloodshed, not me. Yet I'm asking for a ceasefire. Don't make it harder than it has to be. We already lost too many people."

After finishing, he turned to Lucifer. "Also, before you say that I killed your parents, let me also remind you that my father also died because of you first."

" So even here, your side started it all. We are equal now technically. You had a hand in my father's death. I had a hand in yours. Let's drop the matter here. What's past is past. Let's forget it and think about the future. Unless you want to live in the past?"

"So, do you want to forget this enmity and work together? You want to rule over the world? I can make it happen. I'll also help you personally. Your dreams will come true. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"If you don't take that path, you might need to fight me and everyone else. And let me remind you, what you saw when I fought your girlfriend wasn't even a fraction of what I'm capable of. So think carefully."

Hearing the words of the man, Lucifer went silent as if he was thinking of something.

Milena couldn't believe Lucifer was actually thinking about this offer. "Don't tell me you're really thinking about it! That bastard killed our friends!"

Lucifer didn't answer Milena either. He was seriously thinking about the offer, not because he wanted to take it because he placed his goals over the life of others but because this offer raised many questions in his head.

One of the questions was why Jian was being so kind? His attitude was suddenly different? Another question he had was what Jian wanted in return. Of course, he couldn't be doing it from the kindness of his heart. There must be something he wanted in return.

"What do you want in return?" he directly asked Jian, to the dismay of Millena.

"I guess you're not as stupid as your Girlfriend."

"Stop calling me his girlfriend!" Milena exclaimed. Watching Lucifer seriously think about this offer, she was really heartbroken. It was as if the death of her friends was in vain.

"Look missy; you are neither strong enough to be here nor important enough. Moreover, this deal isn't for you. If you want to leave, you can leave! I'm only here for Lucifer," Jian reminded Milena as he opened the door for her to leave.

"Are you really thinking about it seriously?" Milena asked Lucifer one last time. If his answer was yes, she was prepared to leave.

"Milena, let me discuss it first. Sit down," Lucifer said as he glanced into her eyes. " Trust me; I know what I'm doing."

Looking into Lucifer's eyes, for some reason, Milena felt like he was being genuine. His eyes weren't cruel or emotionless as that of a person who could forget the sacrifices of people for him. She decided to wait and see what he truly decided.

"Good. Now the adults can talk." Jian chuckled.

"Tale a seat," Lucifer told Jian, inviting him closer.

"Hah, I better not. I think it's better we keep a safe distance at this time until we come to a decision."

"Fine. Do as you wish. Tell me what you want in return?"

"The man who was with you a few minutes ago? He was from another world, wasn't he? It seems his ship has left."

"Are you worried about him hurting you?" Lucifer asked.

"Not at all. I trust his words when he said he wouldn't interfere in the matters of this world, so I'm not worried about him. But I'm really curious about the existence of another world."

"Imagine there existing multiple worlds with people stronger than you ever knew. Not only that, but they also possess the technology to make such massive ships that I'm sure are capable of destroying worlds," Jian said, lost in thoughts.

"We think we are strong and the rulers of this world, but we are nothing but a small speck in the grand scheme of things," he continued, thinking out loud.

"Are you here to write a thesis or tell me what you want?" Lucifer inquired, frowning. He couldn't understand half the things the man was saying.