I Transmigrated To A Mafia Character From A BL Dark ! - Chapter 159

R-13 (Contains scenes of blood and death, advise caution when reading chapter)

The skin ripped open and the blood began to come out enough to break through the chains, falling to the stone floor that seemed to devour the blood leaving only a dark stain as evidence, he wept blood as he cried out painfully with his trembling body.

It actually scared Emery, seeing an actor in a movie making this kind of scene was a different thing from smelling blood and seeing an apparent human being ripped open from the inside out.

“Now are you scared?” Azarphy complained to Emery with helplessness in his voice.

“Quick, you have to hold some part of his body. He’s trying to escape the body!” Aillil said seeing clearly what Forneus wanted with all that distraction of blood and screams.

Emery gulped and grabbed Walter’s shoulder, which was shaking like a crazed animal, he wanted to bite Bishop Darcy’s hand, but Azarphy just grabbed his face, squeezing so tight it looked like their eyes were going to pop out.

The demon seed seemed to sense Forneus’ energy inside the human’s body, just as Zariel’s energy ran into Emery’s body.

The weakened seed became bigger and showed more vitality, Emery sucked the energy from Forneus until Walter’s body became an empty shell and weakly fell to the ground.

A red pearl fell from Walter’s mouth. This was the core of Forneus’ power that was practically drained by Emery, but Forneus was still kept alive because of that pearl.

Francesco took the pearl and pulled out a simple pouch of an apparently ordinary but very clean white fabric, opening the pouch that held other red pearls tossing the Forneus pearl inside.

“It’ll keep him from regaining powers for a hundred or more times in hell,” Francesco said with a shrug seeing the big midnight blue eyes looking down at his bag.

“Oh, he didn’t die?” Emery asked curiously.

“Do you want him to die?” Francesco asked with a playful little wink as he took the pearl from Forneus and did the crushing act.

Emery didn’t react to this as Francesco thought, he just looked calmly at the strange novice.

“You seemed pretty worried about the two demons out there.” Francesco sneered a little while still receiving Emery’s calm gaze as he tucked away from the pearl of Forneus’ power.

“They’re my demons, of course, I’ll worry about them,” Emery said simply. Those demons were his current partners who would help him fight the terrible end of this mafia character, how could they be equal to Forneus?

Besides, how could fluffy Bao and tsundere Arabeth compare to this violent demon?

Bishop Darcy thought for a moment looking at Walder’s distorted body, he frowned at the body since he was a human or nearly so, the horns remained evidence of possession.

“I thought you were like those Warlocks who had some love for demons but come to think of it you wouldn’t be with Azarphy if you had that kind of feeling,” Francesco said a little more thoughtfully looking at how Azarphy held Emery in his arms.

Unlike Emery, both Aillil and Francesco could see Azarphy’s true form.

“Azarphy has been a good friend,” Emery said, looking away from Francesco he was feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, friends didn’t touch other friends like Azarphy once did.

However, what was he supposed to say about their relationship that had no contract or commitments involved?

Author: Friends with benefits?

Emery: (…)

Author: Cough… Cough… Just a little suggestion.

Emery: (…)

“Yes, Azarphy is a great friend, but a terrible boyfriend, I’ll let you know,” Francesco said with a confident laugh, one that only shows how close he is to Azarphy.

“Bad Boyfriend? Do angels date?” Emery was surprised by that fact. He shouldn’t have been so surprised, after all, Azarphy himself didn’t behave quite as angelically as the imagination and myths of the people preached, whether in his past world or in the present one.

“Well, we don’t reproduce like humans who necessarily need a male and a female gene for conception, but also angels are not born out of complete nothing… The primordial angels were born from the will of the God of Light, but we who are the descendants of the first angels we are not as pure as them”

Francesco said giving a long explanation that Emery almost naturally ignored, he had a pretty selective mind to pay attention to as he didn’t want to know other people’s secrets.

Azarphy smiled seeing the human ignore Francesco and almost falling asleep with the explanation about the angels.

“In summary, Azarphy was much sought after as a lover, I just don’t know how the others managed to deal with a person as cold as him… A good friend who listens to you well and gives good advice, a terrible lover” Francesco finished speaking receiving a sharp look of Azarphy. However, he was not afraid and kept talking.

“He’s not that cold, he always seems to be mocking…besides…” Emery started to speak to defend Azarphy, who he might think a pervert and a foodie, or even a big BOSS, but not cold as Francesco claimed.

But he couldn’t finish the sentence as he was very tired, he could barely keep his eyes open. Emery was very tired, but his body was much better. Azarphy held him in a tight hug, so without fear of falling, he let himself be carried away by fatigue and closed his eyes at once.

“What are you going to do with this human?” Aillil asked talking about Walter, who after such a strong possession his body would have severe sequences.

What would they do with those horns?

“What is there to do?” Francesco said just releasing some of his power and burning the human’s body.

Azarphy said nothing, as this was a common practice among angels. Why generate more problems if death was a better solution to this kind of problem?

Angels are many times crueler than the cruelest humans.

So in that simple and cruel way, Walter’s life came to an end, a death similar to his own, one that caused pain and suffering to others.

Forneus, on the other hand, had his plans impeded thanks to a being crueler than him, even though he was an angel.

In a way, life seemed to laugh cruelly at demons and smile like a benevolent mother to others.

Holding his human in his arms, he went outside to check on Arabeth and the others, luckily they were just sleeping. Giovanni was holding them both, he was on the floor sitting with Arabeth lying on his lap and Bao sleeping in his thin arms.

“Everything will be fine now. General Azarphy, I have a request to make.” Francesco said calmly and the warm tone returned to his voice as he spoke to his old friend. Even so, he brought the title of Azarphy to show the seriousness of the request.

“You ask me for a favor… How rare, but can we talk some other time?” Azarphy said not wanting to leave Emery and the others exposed to the eyes of people who might show up because of the commotion from earlier.

“It won’t belong… I just wish you didn’t meddle with what I’m going to do now”

“As long as they don’t involve my people,” Azarphy said, being very pragmatic in his response. He wouldn’t meddle in other people’s affairs, but if it involved his group there would be no way to promise such a thing.

“Well, I hope they don’t get involved.” Francesco was very sincere in saying this.

Aillil watched the two archangels conversing, but soon his attention was caught by the Witch who seemed to have another divine item with her.

“Will the Witch stay loose around?” Aillil inquired clearly a little concerned about a human using dangerous divine items.

“I’m going to help her escape… It’s part of what I’m planning,” Francesco said lightly.

“Okay, so I can rest in peace. Let me help you, little friend.” Aillil said to Giovanni who was looking at him with big round eyes to see such a handsome man with deer antlers and green hair.

Aillil wanted to help Giovanni take Arabeth to the bedroom, but Giovanni seemed too wary of him and pushed the sleeping demon marquis’s body away.

“Don’t worry, he’s this human’s godfather” Azarphy said happily that at least one human behaves as he should be, fearing powerful and unknown beings.

Unlike Emery who seemed to throw himself at every little danger that came along.

Giovanni could only believe Azarphy’s words, even though he thought it bizarre that such a supernatural being was Bishop Darcy’s godfather.

“God of Nature… Long time I haven’t seen him, the last time he was just a carcass left by alien beings from the stars after Kronos started to overthrow all the gods… Yes, there’s still time here to change things” Yani muttered with surprise at seeing Aillil again and with some relief.

Giovanni was curious about that comment, but there was no time for them to talk, they parted ways with Francesco and went back to the bedroom.

“Wait… And Zariel where is he?” Azarphy asked remembering that hateful angel who took advantage of his human.

“It’s here,” Aillil said taking a glass vial transparent as the purest crystal, there was a miniature archangel with beautiful heron wings and long hair blond as white gold.

Azarphy: (…)

Pretending to be a good person, you are also pretty nasty.