READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 29: Chapter 29: An Unlikely Meeting
The streets of Kuoh Town were peaceful in the early morning, the soft hum of activity a far cry from the bustling cities Alex had grown accustomed to during his travels. As the founder of Kamar-Taj, his daily walks had become a ritual—a moment of quiet reflection amidst the growing responsibilities of his role. The fresh air and the simple rhythm of life in this small town offered him solace.
It was during one such walk that Alex noticed a faint, metallic tang in the air—the unmistakable scent of blood. Alarmed, he followed the trail, his senses sharp, his instincts honed from years of surviving in a world that demanded vigilance. The path led him to a secluded alley where a young man lay slumped against a wall, his once-pristine crimson hair matted with dirt and blood.
Alex approached cautiously, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. The young man's injuries were severe—deep gashes marred his torso, and his breathing was labored. Despite his condition, there was an undeniable aura of power around him, like a storm barely contained.
Kneeling beside him, Alex spoke gently. "Can you hear me?"
The young man's eyes fluttered open, their vibrant blue glow piercing even through his pain. "Help me," he rasped, his voice filled with desperation.
Without hesitation, Alex scooped him up, his enhanced strength making the task effortless. The young man's body was unnaturally light, a detail that intrigued Alex but was secondary to the immediate need to save his life. He transported him back to Kamar-Taj, the journey swift and uneventful thanks to the wards that protected the hidden sanctuary.
In the infirmary, Alex worked tirelessly to heal the stranger. Drawing upon both his magical expertise and the advanced techniques he had mastered over the years, he closed the young man's wounds and stabilized his condition. The process was grueling, but Alex's determination never wavered.
Hours later, the young man stirred. His eyes opened fully, and he sat up, wincing as the movement pulled at his still-healing wounds. "Where am I?" he asked, his voice stronger now.
"You're safe," Alex replied, pulling up a chair beside the bed. "This is Kamar-Taj. I found you in Kuoh Town. My name is Alex. Who are you?"
The young man hesitated, as if weighing whether to reveal his identity. Finally, he spoke. "My name is Sirzechs Gremory. I owe you my life."
Alex nodded, recognizing the name from his studies of supernatural politics. The Gremory Clan was one of the most prominent Devil families, and Sirzechs was its heir—destined for greatness, though his current state suggested he had yet to reach his full potential.
"What happened to you?" Alex asked.
Sirzechs' expression darkened. "I was ambushed by descendants of the old Satan Clans. They've been targeting my family, seeking to reclaim the power and influence they lost after the Great War. I underestimated their resolve and paid the price."
Alex leaned back, his gaze thoughtful. "And now you're here, asking for help."
Sirzechs met his eyes, his determination evident despite his injuries. "I need allies. The descendants of the old Satan Clans are growing bolder. If they succeed, they will plunge the Underworld into chaos. I cannot allow that to happen."
Alex considered his words carefully. "You're asking me to involve Kamar-Taj in a conflict that does not concern us."
"It concerns everyone," Sirzechs countered. "If the old Satan Clans regain power, their influence will extend far beyond the Underworld. The balance of the supernatural world hangs in the balance."
The sincerity in Sirzechs' voice struck a chord with Alex. He had founded Kamar-Taj to protect the balance of the world, and this seemed like a direct threat to that mission.
"I'll help you," Alex said finally. "But on one condition: you must be honest with me about your plans and your intentions. Kamar-Taj is a sanctuary, not a weapon. If we're to fight, it will be for the greater good, not for personal vendettas."
Sirzechs nodded solemnly. "You have my word."
In the days that followed, Sirzechs regained his strength under Alex's care. He trained alongside the students of Kamar-Taj, learning the principles of balance and restraint that Alex instilled in all his disciples. Despite his status as a Devil, Sirzechs proved to be a quick learner, his natural charisma and determination earning him the respect of those around him.
Together, Alex and Sirzechs began devising a plan to confront the old Satan Clans. They combined their knowledge of magic and strategy, blending the mystical arts of Kamar-Taj with the formidable power of the Gremory Clan. It was a partnership born of necessity, but one that had the potential to reshape the supernatural world.
As the threat of the old Satan Clans loomed larger, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of purpose. For the first time in years, he was fighting not to atone for his past but to protect a future worth saving.
And for Sirzechs, the alliance with Kamar-Taj marked the beginning of his journey toward becoming the Lucifer—a leader who would redefine the legacy of the Devils and guide the Underworld into a new era.