Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos-Chapter 116 115: The Second Demon [3]

Seiya clenched tight the demon's wounded mouth, suppressing every word that should've come out.

"It's your breath, isn't it?" Seiya said and the demon's eyes spread wide, taken aback by Seiya's quick deductions.

"Spraying your blood on them to make it look like your blood is the one you use to control them," Seiya continued. "But in truth, it's your breath."

"After all, that one villager among them doesn't have any stain of your blood," Seiya's gaze shifted to the villagers swarming closer.

While trying to decipher what was at play by the demon that got the villagers acting so wild, he was able to see a villager with no stain of the demon blood at all—probably an oversight from the demon's part.

When he had swept through them so swiftly like a wind, although he was putting on a facade of spraying his blood on them, he was actually breathing on their faces. The elderly man had been the first to be controlled by him because when he had come out to confront him, he leaned close to his face, breathing on him. So it's his breath, not his blood.

Had Seiya's eyes not picked out the villager with no stain of blood at all, he'd have probably believed it was the demon's blood as well, but the demon underestimated Seiya—he underestimated Seiya's eyes.

The demon thrashed Seiya with his hands, scratching Seiya's arms with his sharp, long claw-like nails but Seiya didn't flinch nor budge—he remained squeezing the demon's wounded mouth.

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Seiya lifted his sword as the demon thrashed, struggling to break free. With a swift, decisive strike, he cleaved through the demon's arm, severing it. The demon went eerily still instantly—Seiya's words about whatever his sword severs cannot be restored, echoing in his mind.

Knowing he already lost an arm, he didn't want to lose the other so he remained unmoving. However, before Seiya could do anything, the villagers had already closed in on him, so, by his tight grip around the demon's mouth, Seiya thrashed him aside, crashing him into a shop tucked between the houses—a far distance from the villagers swarming in.

Seiya once again, swiftly swept through the villagers, knocking them out with precise speed. The demon crashed into the shop, saw this as his chance to escape, so he rose out of the wreckage, preparing to move.

However, what he failed to realize was that Seiya had anticipated his escape. He had flung him that far not as a miscalculation, but with absolute confidence—assured that he could close the distance before the demon had a chance to act.

Before the demon could even take a single step, Seiya appeared right in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Seiya swung his sword fiercely, slicing through the demon's torso without hesitation and cleaving him in two.

The demon's upper and lower body collapsed to the ground, separated only by mere inches. Blood pooled beneath and between the halves, thick and dark.

Seiya stepped over to the upper half of his body, gaze cast down and pressing on the demon who gazed back with widespread eyes of horror.

"As I thought, you're not going to die just by cutting you in half," Seiya said calmly, watching the demon. "It has to be your hearts."

Seiya raised his sword, tip angled downward toward the demon's chest. He brought it down fiercely, piercing the demon's chest and twisting the blade so it properly crushes the demon's heart.

The demon's wounded mouth that appeared twisted, hung agape, rasped breaths escaping as Seiya pierced and twisted all three hearts of his.

The demon's eyes gradually dulled till life seeped away from him.

Only after the demon's death did the villagers recover their senses—most of them rising with their hands pressed to their heads, feeling the the after effects of their wild movements.

As the villagers regained their senses, their eyes scanning the whole mess that had transpired, a ripple of gasps erupted from them when they saw yet another demon dead—by Seiya's hands no less.

The villager's eyes scanned Seiya, murmurs rising as they took in his bloodstained appearance.

Paying them no mind, Seiya turned and started walking away but halted mid-step when a woman called to him. She trembled slightly as she advanced toward Seiya, stopping a fair distance away from him—cautious.

"Are you an Awakener sent by the Association to save us?" She asked, her voice soft and a little shaky.

Seiya, however, remained silent, only gazing back in response.

The woman awkwardly glanced back at the others then back at Seiya, a bit put off by his silence. But, undeterred by his lack of response, she pressed on.

"Are you here to set us free?" She asked again, eyes staring into Seiya's blindfold.

Seiya who didn't regard saving the villagers' lives when he resolved to come here, couldn't give a response—he could only remain stiff on his spot.

When Hayne had put out the request, the demons had been the ones that had piqued Seiya's interest and curiosity—not the villagers.

Although he had meticulously separated their live forces from the barrier before going in because he didn't want to be responsible for their deaths and he would rather the fight involved solely the demons.

Since he doesn't lie, he saw any positive response as a falsehood from his perspective. Even if eradicating all the demons would inevitably save the villagers, he refused to make that connection or take accountability for it.

What are you waiting for, my Lord? Tell them yes already so they know you're their savior who had come to save them. Hence, they should respect and worship you. Kaeliyus urged from within Seiya.

{Just walk away,} Ibyu chimed. {We both know you didn't come here to save them. And since you don't know how to lie, you can't even tell them yes.}

Ibyu's suggestion was the valid point Seiya appreciated. Without uttering a single word, Seiya turned and started walking away—farther into the village.

However, the villagers were persistent, inching along him. Irritated, Seiya stopped, turning back to them.

"I didn't come to save you. Get in my way and I'll kill you lots next," Seiya blurted coldly. The villagers froze for a brief moment before slowly backing away.

Seeing them relent, Seiya felt a brief sense of relief and continued walking. But before he could take more than a few steps, something thick, like a whip, coiled around his neck, yanking him violently and sweeping him through a row of houses.