Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 996: 1 in 10 Chance



The man in front of them, the way he was dressed, the way he stood, and more, were all telltale signs that the man in front of them wasn't a regular Pagna warrior, and it was perhaps knowing this fact that made their own bodies react.

If the man in front of them wasn't a regular Pagna warrior, then what exactly was he? It was clear a normal individual wouldn't be able to survive such an island, and he was in the darkened yellow section of all places.

Lince, also being the information gatherer of the Demonic Faction, knew the faces of those he needed to be concerned about, especially in the Light Faction. Sure, he didn't know about Red, but that was an anomaly hidden by Alter.

In this case, to spot another person like this? Were they also a member of Alter as well?

"I have to ask," Lince said as he cleared his throat. "That beast just over the bridge, that didn't happen to be your handiwork, did it?"

"Are you talking about that monkey?" the man replied. "Ah yes, I simply wanted to just pass through here, but it was quite determined to not let me go any further. So I guess you could say that it's my handiwork."

It wasn't as if Lince couldn't have guessed the answer to his question-more so, he needed to confirm it in his mind, just how cautious they needed to be with this person. Would running away even be considered a good idea in this case?

"And why are you here?" Zon asked. While Lince was thinking of the best question to follow up with, Zon had gotten straight to the point.

"Why am I here? That's a good question," the man said, placing his hand on his chin. "I guess you could say this island attracted me. I could feel the strong power coming from it, so I decided to pop by."

"It turns out that this island has attracted quite a few people here, and now seeing these beasts and more heading this way, I have to ask, why are so many people even here?"

Now Lince was trying to figure out whether the question was something to bait them or not, but he supposed if they were an enemy, he would have attacked straight away.

'Doesn't Zon have some strange sense of truth-telling?' Lince started to think. 'After all, that's when he realized I was telling the truth and decided to work with me as well.'

"If the two of us aren't looking for the same thing, then I have to ask, will you let us pass here with no trouble?" Zon asked.

The man smiled as he heard the question.

"You know, you're the first pair of people that haven't jumped straight at me and attacked me the moment they saw me. So I appreciate that, but you see, from them, I learned the reason why they were on this island, and now that does interest me."

Seeing how only Zon and Lince were working together, they could only assume the other people he had run into were the Light Faction warriors.

"Since you haven't attacked me as soon as you saw me, I will do you a favor. If you turn around and stop your search for the item, then things will be fine, but if you try to proceed, I will have to stop you."

Lince quickly moved from his position, using one of his techniques to appear right by Zon's side. His body appeared as if it disappeared, then reappeared. The entire time, Lince was keeping an eye on the man to see what reaction he had from the move he had just performed. It was a high-level footwork technique, and when showing it now, Lince wanted to display the level of his skill to ward off the option of a fight-to show that the two of them weren't novices either.

When he turned to look at the man, he could just see him lazily yawning away, as if everything was just another day for him.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"You are good at chances, right?" Lince whispered. "So tell me then, what are the chances that the two of us can take him on together?"

Zon was eyeing everything, trying to gauge his strength. He had a good idea of the Four Tails Monkey, and on top of that, how the man in front of them had no wounds, while the wounds on the monkey were severe.

"I think it would be slim..."

"Oh, so there's a chance," Lince said.

"I meant a slim chance of him losing. We would be defeated 999 times out of 1,000."

Just as they heard that, though, they could hear the sound of footsteps approaching on the bridge from behind.

The two of them immediately turned their heads, and both Lince and Zon recognized who the two were who had immediately drawn their swords.

They rushed across the bridge and jumped to the side, both of their swords pointed at Zon. "Ah great, these are the two that you said you met before, right?" Lince asked, as he looked at the Light Faction warriors who had their weapons pointed toward Zon.

Lince knew them well-it was Ricar, the head of the Dawnblade Clan, along with Beatrix, one of the new elders in the group.

'Having their swords drawn out towards us because of Zon is understandable, but is the other man in front of us really someone that they can side with as well?' Lince thought.

"You have been kind to answer our questions. What's your name?" Lince asked.

"My name? You really are polite. My name is Mosak," the man answered.

"And about the people that you said you came across and met before-were they wearing the same light clothing as these two, and are they still of this world?"

The man then chuckled.

"I told you they attacked me, and anyone who attacks me deserves death," Mosak answered, still not coming towards anyone. It seemed he was going to stay true to his word.

But Lince had an idea, and he made a suggestion as he leaned in to whisper to Zon.

"If we were to team up with the other two... then what are our chances?" Lince asked. Zon looked at the two of them, thought back to how they fought, and gave his answer. "1 in 10. A 1 in 10 chance that we will win."