I Have 10,000 SSS Rank Villains In My System Space-Chapter 374: Sending Off

"Also you three," Razeal said evenly, his tone returning to its usual detached calm. "Whatever deal we had... it’s done now so you all can go wherever you want since i’ll be leaving this empire in some minutes."

The words landed heavily.

"What?" All three reacted almost at once, surprise flashing across their faces. They hadn’t expected that.. atleast not this suddenly? Yet after a moment, the surprise softened into understanding which none of them could deny. They hadn’t really been of much use to him in any place whatsoever. If anything, their presence had complicated things more than once for him.. Only causing unwanted trouble for him.. So from Razeal’s perspective, the decision made sense.

Understanding it, however, didn’t make it easy to accept.

For Aurora and Yograj, the reaction remained muted. Their connection with him had never been deeply personal one was kidnapped without her permission whatsoever and another had just deal to get him to Atlantis which he had fullfilled.. Even if not truly much help.. But yeah it won’t be wrong to say they weren’t any where to be called close to Razeal. But Levy... Levy’s expression shifted visibly, confusion and conflict rising together.

"What? Really?" he asked, stepping forward slightly. "But... you spent so much effort on me. You helped me. All of that... and now you’re just letting me go?" His voice carried genuine uncertainty. Memories surfaced unbidden Razeal standing beside him when no one else would, offering support without hesitation, even speaking of declaring war against a pillar family on his behalf? The training he got for nothing? the guidance? the time spent together aboard the ship? he even came yo rescue him when they got cought by those slave traders.. Making him waste his time... So him being saying this made levy felt like.. He was just feeling.. Gratitude? Loss? Uncertainty? He doesn’t know.. But definitely feeling like he owes this person.. Or like have so much to pay back for.. Like being in debt? Like Obiously he didn’t do anything for him right?.. So he again asked.. "You invested in me so much.. And haven’t really being paid back anything.. Are you really fine with that? What happened?"

Razeal looked at him and just shrugged his shoulders. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Yeah. It’s fine," he said calmly. "You don’t need to stress about it. I did those things because of my own reasons back then,"

He paused briefly, as if choosing his words with care.

"I was alone," he continued. "So I thought maybe having some company wouldn’t be bad. Maybe... making a friend? So that’s why I brought you along."

There was no bitterness in his tone. Only a quiet finality.

"But," he added after a short pause.. His gaze lingered on Levy for a moment longer, then shifted slightly, noticing Aurora’s hand gripping Levy’s arm tightly, as if afraid of what this meant. "it doesn’t seem like it worked."

"Is it because... I’m useless?"

Levy’s voice came out quieter than he intended. He didn’t even look directly at Razeal when he spoke, his gaze drifting somewhere past him instead, as if the answer might make him feel less sad that way. His fingers tightened unconsciously at his sides before loosening again. "Like... even if I went with you, I wouldn’t be of any use. Just dead weight.. Right?"

There was uncertainty in his tone, but also something heavier self-awareness that had come too late. He exhaled slowly, forcing himself to continue. "I know I haven’t really helped you much. Not compared to what you did for me." His lips pressed together briefly. "But things are different now. I’ve awakened my boon. I can actually help in many things now. And... honestly..." He hesitated, searching for the right words, before giving a small, humorless breath. "I feel shitty right now. Like an ungrateful person? Like you gave me so much, and I didn’t give anything back."

He finally looked at Razeal then, silently, as if waiting for judgment.

Razeal watched him for a moment before answering.

"Well, that part is true," he said calmly. There was no cruelty in his tone, only blunt honesty. "You can be useful to me in many ways. And you can also become a burden."

Levy’s shoulders tensed slightly, but Razeal continued before the words could settle the wrong way.

"But that’s not why I’m asking you to leave."

His gaze shifted briefly, almost unconsciously, to Aurora’s hand gripping Levy’s arm. She hadn’t realized how tightly she was holding him until that moment, her fingers curled as though afraid of losing something. Razeal noticed it, and something unreadable passed through his eyes before he looked back at Levy.

"It’s because you have someone now," he said quietly.

The room stilled again.

"The way I’m going to walk from here..." he continued after a short pause, choosing his words carefully, "...is going to get kinda ugly. I’m not even sure it will work out for me." There was no dramatics in the admission. Just simple acknowledgment. "And right now, you have a chance to build something else. A family? Which you always wanter.. A life that doesn’t revolve around surviving whatever mess I walk into next."

Levy blinked, caught off guard.

"So i’m just telling you this because it might be your choice," Razeal added. "You just haven’t thought about it properly yet." His expression remained calm, neutral. "Also if you still want to come with me, I won’t stop you. But the decision is yours. Because once you come with me... there won’t be any going back. Even if you want to."

The weight of that statement settled slowly.

Levy fell silent, blinking as the meaning fully sank in. For a moment he didn’t know what to say. And when he thought about it honestly, Razeal wasn’t wrong. Gratitude and loyalty were one thing.. but risking everything was another. Yes, Razeal had helped him. Protected him. Given him opportunities no one else had. But was that enough to abandon his own future or a life for a path he didn’t even understand? Right?

He didn’t know?

His eyes shifted to the side, meeting Aurora’s gaze. She looked back at him quietly, her grip on his arm tightening just slightly, not pulling him away but not letting go either. There was no demand in her expression, only silent concern. The kind that made decisions harder, not easier.

"What are you going to do?" Levy asked finally, looking back at Razeal. The uncertainty in his voice remained. If it wasn’t too dangerous... maybe he could go. If it was... he wasn’t sure anymore.

Razeal shrugged faintly.

"I need to build a good reputation worldwide," he said plainly. "So I’ll be doing some things here and there."

Levy stared at him, completely taken aback.

"Huh?"

A choking sound suddenly broke the tension from the side.

"Pffffttt cough cough cough wtff??" Maria bent slightly forward, coughing as if something had gone down the wrong way. Her hand came up to her mouth as she tried to regain composure, though the expression in her eyes betrayed her. Shock? Suspicion? And something dangerously close to laughter? She looked at Razeal as if she had just heard the most unbelievable statement imaginable.

"What... what again?" she asked, blinking rapidly, trying to steady her voice. Her gaze sharpened with earnest disbelief. Razeal and good reputation were concepts that simply refused to align in her mind. It felt like forcing opposite meanings into the same sentence.

Sofia immediately frowned, crossing her arms as she shot Maria an annoyed look. "What’s that reaction supposed to mean? You think my husband can’t?"

Maria straightened quickly, shaking her head. "No, no. Of course. I was just... surprised." She cleared her throat, nodding with exaggerated seriousness. "Such a big... bullsh... no ah... what was that word again.. yes. Compassion." The word came out carefully, though the corners of her lips twitched as she struggled to suppress amusement. The idea of Razeal building a good reputation across the world felt so absurd to her that she almost laughed outright. In her mind, believing that was about as likely as seeing him do something completely impossible.

Sofia didn’t look convinced. She kept staring at Maria with narrowed eyes, clearly dissatisfied with the explanation.

Razeal, meanwhile, gave Maria a single flat look.. just long enough to make it clear he had noticed before turning back to Levy, uninterested in prolonging the exchange.

"I’ll give you thirty minutes," he said calmly. "Decide whether you want to come with me or not."

His tone carried no pressure, no expectation. Only certainty.

"After that," he added, his gaze steady, "I’m leaving."

The words settled into the room with quiet finality, leaving Levy standing between two futures, both suddenly feeling heavier than he had anticipated.

"You too." Razeal’s gaze shifted from Levy to Aurora, his tone unchanged, calm and matter-of-fact. There was no pressure in his voice, only the same detached certainty he had carried throughout the entire conversation. "You could be useful to me as well. So the invitation stands for you too." His eyes rested on her for a moment longer, studying her expression. "And also I’m sure... you wouldn’t want to leave this man alone."

Aurora didn’t answer immediately. She simply looked at him, her face unreadable, then slowly lifted her gaze toward Levy beside her. Levy looked down at her in return, the silent exchange between them carrying more weight than words. Neither of them spoke, but the hesitation was obvious now. This was no longer just about loyalty or gratitude. It was about choosing a direction.

Levy exhaled quietly and nodded once. "Alright. We need to talk about this." His voice carried the heaviness of someone who understood that whatever answer came next wouldn’t be simple. He looked back at Razeal. "We’ll give you an answer soon."

Aurora nodded as well, her grip on Levy’s arm loosening slightly, though she didn’t let go completely. Without further words, the two of them turned and walked toward the exit together, their steps slow, weighed down by the decision waiting outside the room.

Razeal didn’t stop them. He didn’t even watch them leave for long. As soon as the door closed behind them, his attention shifted again, settling on Yograj.

"You too," he said evenly. "Same condition. Thirty minutes."

Yograj stroked his long beard thoughtfully, looking first at Razeal and then around the room as if searching for someone to consult, only to find no one particularly interested in helping him decide. A faint chuckle escaped him.

"Well," he muttered, "doesn’t seem like this old man has anyone to discuss it with." His eyes lingered on Razeal for a moment longer, amusement and caution mixing together behind them. "I’ll give you an answer too. Though don’t get your hopes up, lad."

He said the word casually, out of habit more than intention, but even as he spoke it, the image of Razeal forcing Merisa.. a woman of her standing to the ground earlier resurfaced in his mind. A faint chill ran down his spine. Dangerous, he thought. This boy is dangerous in ways that don’t show on the surface. Still, Yograj carried himself lightly. Immortality had made him careless in some ways.. fear rarely stayed long with someone who believed death wasn’t waiting for them yet.

So without another word, he moved toward the window and leapt out, disappearing from sight in a blur of motion. It had been decades since he last saw the outside world properly. Three decades imprisoned, then dragged straight into Atlantis after being freed by Razeal he hadn’t even had the chance to see what had become of the empire. Whatever answer he intended to give later had already formed in his mind. But for now, he simply wanted air. Space. A reminder that the world still existed beyond walls and conflicts.

Razeal watched the old man vanish through the window and gave a small nod to himself, as if checking something off internally. Then his attention shifted again, finally settling on Maria.

"And you should leave too."

Maria blinked, caught completely off guard. For a moment she didn’t react, as though she hadn’t heard him correctly. Then she pointed a finger at herself, incredulous. "Me? You’re asking me to decide too?"

Her tone carried exaggerated offense, her brows lifting in disbelief as if fhe idea itself seemed absurd to her.

Razeal shook his head once.

"No," he said flatly. "You don’t have an option. I don’t want you around at all so I’m not asking. I’m telling you to leave."

The words were delivered without hostility, which somehow made them even more sharper. There was no emotion behind them.. only indifference.

A dramatic gasp came from the side.

Sofia covered her mouth with her hand, eyes widening in exaggerated shock before another smaller gasp followed. When she looked at Maria, there was unmistakable amusement hiding behind her expression, the faint curve of a smirk she didn’t bother concealing very well.

Maria noticed immediately and her eyes narrowed as she shot Sofia a sharp look, irritation flashing briefly across her face before she turned back toward Razeal, her expression hardening.

"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" she asked, her tone turning accusatory. "I thought we had a deal."

Her posture straightened slightly, defensive now. "The deal was that you’d remove my entire bloodline from my body, and then I’d leave. And guess what I’m not going anywhere until that happens."

The words came out firm, edged with aggression but beneath it, something else lingered. If one looked closely enough, the tension in her shoulders, the slight hesitation before she spoke, betrayed something closer to apprehension. The future beyond this point clearly unsettled her. Whether she admitted it or not, the possibility of Razeal actually sending her away seemed to trouble her more than she wanted to show.

She didn’t want to leave.

Razeal regarded her quietly for a moment, his expression unreadable.

"You’re still holding onto that?" he asked calmly. There was no mockery in his voice this time, only a blunt observation. "I think we both know that’s not the real reason.. You just lying."

"What do you mean... a lie?"

Maria’s voice as expected rose immediately, sharper than before, the words coming out too quickly to sound entirely controlled. Offense flashed across her face, her brows drawing together as she stared at Razeal. For a moment, indignation seemed genuine almost convincing. Yet beneath it, for the briefest fraction of a second, something else surfaced. A crack. Surprise? Confusion. The unmistakable flicker of someone caught off guard by being seen too clearly.

But it vanished just as quickly.

Her expression hardened, jaw tightening as she straightened her posture. Whatever uncertainty had surfaced was buried under aggression. She would not allow that opening to remain visible. Her eyes shifted briefly toward Sofia at the edge of the room, and the faint discomfort that crossed her face made it clear she did not want this conversation unfolding with an audience.

"It’s not," she insisted, her tone firm, almost forceful. A deep frown settled across her features as she pushed back against his accusation, as if volume alone could reinforce the truth she wanted to present.

And before the tension between them could escalate further, Sofia suddenly stepped forward from the side.

"Hey... you two continue," she said lightly, glancing between them with an easy smile that didn’t quite hide her awareness of the atmosphere. "I’ll go see how the world outside the water looks for a bit. I’ll be back."

She didn’t wait for an answer. She had already noticed Maria’s unease, the sideways glances, the subtle stiffness. Whether out of consideration or simple intuition, she chose to give them space. With a casual wave, she moved toward the exit and slipped out of the room, leaving the door closing softly behind her.

Maria watched her leave, her expression turning strangely ambivalent. Gratitude and discomfort mixed together in her eyes. Sofia’s thoughtfulness only made things more complicated, not less.

Razeal observed the exchange silently. He didn’t fully understand why Sofia had left, nor did he particularly care to question it. Once the room fell quiet again, his attention returned entirely to Maria.

"Enough," he said calmly. "Stop this. And stop this bullshit."

Maria’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"It’s not bullshit," she shot back immediately, the defensiveness returning in full. "I told you already. I came with you to get rid of my bloodline. I hate that the imperial family can control me through it. I refuse to be anyone’s puppet." Her voice sharpened as she spoke, conviction filling her tone. "And you remember what you said back then. You promised you’d remove it once you found a way. Until then, I’ll stay with you. In return, I don’t inform my family or the empire that you escaped the Eternal Hold or running from empire to where."

She took a step forward, meeting his gaze directly.

"So what exactly is the lie in that? I have no reason to stay with you otherwise." Her lips pressed together briefly before she added, almost challengingly, "You think I want to?"

The words were defensive, almost aggressive, but the effort behind them showed. She was trying to hold the argument together, to keep it within terms she could control.

Razeal let out a quiet scoff.

"Sure," he said, shaking his head slightly.

The dismissal stung more than outright anger would have.

"To throw away your bloodline," he continued calmly, "just because you hate the imperial family? To risk losing your power, your talent, more than half of what makes you who you are?" His gaze sharpened faintly. "There are people who would do that. Out of pride. Out of arrogance. Out of stubbornness or whatever."

His finger lifted lazily, pointing toward her.

"But you?" he said quietly. "You’re definitely not one of them."

The certainty in his voice left no room for argument.

"There’s no way you’d actually do that. Not you.. So don’t sell this to me as truth. You’re just bullshiting."

Maria froze.

Her mouth opened immediately, ready to argue back, to deny it.. but no words came out. Because somewhere beneath the anger and resistance, she knew he wasn’t wrong. The realization hit harder because it came from him. He understood her well enough to strip the excuse away without effort.

For a moment, silence stretched between them.

Razeal saw it the hesitation, the brief collapse of her defense but his expression didn’t change.

"Anyway," he continued after a moment, his tone flattening again, "I don’t care why you came with me. Or why you did what you did." His gaze drifted past her for a second before returning. "And do you really think I care about that deal in the first place?"

The words were blunt, almost careless.

"I told you to leave. Whatever agenda you have.. That you came for me, take it back with you. It’s not needed here." His voice cooled further. "You are of no use to me. Levy, Aurora, Yograj they at least have abilities I can use."

His eyes settled on her again, condescending now, deliberately distancing.

"But you?" he continued. "What can you do for me? I have no reason to keep you around. So leave. I wasn’t even planning to waste words telling you that, but I’m being considerate."

The indifference in his tone was deliberate, almost forced.

Yet even as he spoke, an unwanted memory surfaced sharp and sudden. Maria standing before him without resistance. Trusting him completely. Letting him even take her heart from her chest without fighting back, without hesitation, simply because he had said som.. The image lingered longer than he liked.

And he pushed it away immediately.

Stupidity, he told himself. Irrelevant.

He refused to let that moment matter now. Whatever reason she had for staying, whatever complicated truth sat beneath her words, it didn’t change anything. He had no reason to take her with him. No reason to let her remain.

And so he stood there, expression calm, as if none of it had ever meant anything at all.

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