Chapter 135: Way Out(3)

Bam!

"D-duke Reo!"

Duke Reo ignored the nobility on his side and continued to look at the gorgeous, elegant angel in front of him with amazement and disbelief in his eyes. This is when he understood he had no chance, that he would lose no matter what happens. This being is proof of how pathetic his attempts to take down Luke are. This is it, his downfall.

The Duke just stared at it, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. A divine being has come, his fate will soon end. He's stupid.

While the Duke is experiencing an inward breakdown, Luke is staring in disbelief at the fancy and bright angel behind him. In his head, he heard Joe's proud voice.

• How is that? Isn't it cool? One of the God of Light's trusty Angels was dispatched to you. He said you should feel honored.

Luke scowled as he stared at the gleaming, bright angel in front of him.

'This is too eye-catching....'

• Duh? What do you expect? You stupid, it's an angel of light, of course, it should be eye-catching.

Luke groaned and grimaced. Lance, on the other hand, stared at the angel with wide eyes and a drooping jaw. He can't believe his eyes; he's witnessing a real-life angel. Furthermore, he was so close to it that he could sense the God of Light's warm yet powerful force. This... This is a moment that should be recorded in history.

Lance flinched in surprise when he saw the Angel suddenly turn around and reach out to him. Lance's breath hitched as he looks at the Angel slowly grabbing his wrist and seems to be guiding his hand in a certain direction. However, Lance was more interested in the warm and soft sensation on his wrist than in the direction the angel was leading his hand.

'Is this... The power of a God-'

Lance's thoughts were cut off when he saw what the Angel did to his hands next. The angel placed his hands on top of someone's hand and firmly hold it in place. Lance then turned to face the owner of the hands the angel had forced him to touch and found Luke's blank face staring back.

Luke and Lance exchanged blank stares. Both of them appear to be attempting to figure out what just happened. Luke and Lance then slowly turned their heads in the direction of the angel, who just gave them a thumbs-up before vanishing into thin air.

No one dares to speak in the room, which has become eerily quiet. They all then focused on the towering hands of Luke and Lance that the angel did before disappearing. What was the angel thinking when he did that?

Dos' expression was blank as he stared at the towering hands. He then moved his hands and slowly grabbed Luke's wrist and pulls it away from Lance's hands.

Without saying anything, Dos quietly placed Luke's hands on the table. Dos only shrugged his shoulders at Luke and Lance as they slowly turned their heads towards him.

Luke blinked a few times as he processed what had just occurred. In his brain, he heard Joe's amused voice.

• Oh dear, it seems that the God of Light is beginning to pair you with a person of his choice now.

'...What?'

Joe continued to talk despite his question. He seemed to be having a good time.

• And the God of Darkness appears to be upset about it; he starts punching the air and muttering, "It should be Liam!" while the God of Light begins to laugh at him with a victorious smile.

Luke blinked a few times as he tried to grasp what was happening.

'Excuse me, they are pairing me now to who?'

• Base on the God of Light and Darkness's actions. The God of Light appears to be betting on Lance, while the God of Darkness appears to be betting on Liam. Even the Light and Dark angels joined in the bet too. And they appear to be on the same page. The angels of light have chosen to support the God of Light, while the angels of darkness have chosen to support the God of Darkness. However, the Aides do not appear to be interested.

Luke covered his face with his palms. These childish Gods have given him a severe headache. Joe's reassuring voice was then heard by Luke.

• Don't worry, I, Aides, and the Goddess of Fortune will remain on the sidelines as spectators. Now that the two crackhead Gods are beginning to pair you, you should be careful about any weird things they will do.

Luke let out a long sigh. Before entirely disappearing, he heard Joe's final comment.

• Seriously, they might even start a Light and Dark war on how intense both sides look. They seem to be very passionate about this.

Luke frowned. He wanted to shout and cry. He doesn't even have time to think about it since he hears loud cheering outside the window. Lance and the others then rose from their seats and moved up to the window. When Lance opened the window, they were met with thunderous cheers from the citizens of the capital. Luke was perplexed by this, but he fixed his gaze on the enormous screen at the plaza's center. The inside of the room is depicted on the screen.

Luke became nervous and turned his head in the direction he thought the camera was pointed, only to see a recording orb in that precise spot. Luke's mouth dropped when he saw this. So they've been filmed from the start?! He had no idea!

"Why didn't you tell me, Nash?"

Nash then gave a hesitant response.

• Ah hehe, I was so preoccupied with figuring out how to get rid of the Duke guy that I neglected to inform you...

'What?!'

Luke was taken aback and in amazement. He then turned to face the throngs of people cheering him on from the street. He frowns and holds his stomach. The sheer number of people outdoors makes him want to vomit.

"Are you all right, my lor- I mean, young master Luke?"

When Luke turned around, he noticed Jay looking at him with concern. Luke simply sighed and closed his eyes. He then reopened his eyes and patted Jay on the shoulder, surprising Jay.

"Let's talk."