"Can you tell me more?"

Char asked Calcifer as he floated in mid-air with his hands in his hands, tracing the marker he had set on the nightmare.

"The specifics of that thing."

"There's nothing to say, it's just an ordinary nightmare, it usually moves in dreams, sucking human energy.

Although they move in the dream realm, the master of the dream realm is the god of sleep, not the nightmare, and their control over the dream realm is also limited, a minion-level thing.

It is not allowed to appear in the present world, and it is classified as something similar to a demon, but in fact it is not at the same level as a demon. ”

"So, in this world, demons exist, hell exists, and even gods exist?" Char was keenly aware of the problem.

"I don't know, but in my memory, it exists." "I'm classified as a demon, but it doesn't seem to be easy to come up with. ”

Char fell into deep thought, "The manifestation of the power of fate will rationalize your existence, then.... Are you classified as a hellish demon under the worldview of this world, or have you created an entire system of demon mythology in order to rationalize your existence? ”

"I don't know about that, you should know better than me."

"If it's the latter, I'm not surprised." Char said.

He looked up at the sky in the distance, where the dawn had risen and the faint sunlight shone through the clouds and mist over the city, whose streets were still haggard and weary in the mist and dew.

The street lamps on the street vaguely depict the foggy street scene, and the city that is stretching its waist is gradually detached from the watercolor-like cityscape.

"The appearance of this evil spirit does not seem to have anything to do with Heilang, it has not caused him any trouble, nor has it brought him any help." Char said.

"You mean, this nightmare came about because of your fate?"

"It should be to distract me."

Char turned his head and looked into the distance, and at the end of the dense houses, a huge courtyard stood out, with hills, streams, and even forests.

In the middle of the vast courtyard, an incomparably ornate palace stands, which is supposed to be the royal palace of Britannia.

He didn't say anything more, but turned his head and flew in the direction of the mark.

"Prepare me, Cassifer, the castle, there may be a guest coming...."

"Until then, can you come back tonight, the firewood you added for me is almost finished."

"Don't worry, I'll be there before I die." Char said.

Soon, he flew out of the city and landed in the jungle on the outskirts of the imperial capital, where the marker was last shown.

The trees are not dense, but there are a lot of shrubs, so it is really impossible to see people for a while, and Char's eyes are looking around, feeling the breath of magic.

Soon, the movement of the bushes in front of him attracted Char's attention, and in the midst of the shrubs, the wounded Marquis of Oss rushed out.

Char saw him, and he saw Char naturally, his face was stunned at first, but then frightened and desperate.

He tried to turn around and run in the other direction, but then, behind him, a pitch-black iron chain rushed out, and the chain quickly wrapped around his body as if it had a soul, binding him tightly from the bottom to the top, including his mouth.

Then, a black mist slowly appeared on Oss's side, and finally formed a figure.

The man was dressed in a black hooded robe, enveloping the whole person, and his face was wearing a hideous bone mask, and his body was black and lifeless, like a messenger of the underworld.

He looked at the nightmare on the ground, then at Char, who was standing not far away, and spoke.

"Thanks, this nightmare is very troublesome to catch, and I've been chasing him all the way."

His voice was unexpectedly young, sounding like a teenager in his twenties.

"No thanks, I'm actually chasing him too." Char said.

He raised his head in some surprise and looked at Char carefully, "So, you caused the injuries on his body, right?" ”

Char nodded, and then he asked rhetorically, "Will I be in trouble if I hurt him?" ”

"Not really, I should thank you, it saves me a lot of unnecessary time." That's humane.

He lifted the hood and lifted the bony mask to his head, revealing a delicate face, black hair and black eyes, but not East Asian, with a high base of the nose, a long and convex nose bridge, and a downward tip, some of whom looked like Mediterranean, looking very young.

"You're a wizard, aren't you?"

"Pretty much." Char said.

He looked at Char again with some curiosity, "It's the first time I've seen a wizard in the human world, and I thought that there was no one like you in this world. ”

"I was also surprised by your appearance." Char said, "Can you tell me what you are?" ”

"Death." "You can call me by my first name, Sebas." ”

"Death?" Char raised her eyebrows, even more surprised.

He also looked Sebas up and down, and teased, "What about your scythe?" ”

"That's something that only the official Grim Reaper has." Sebas said, "I'm just a trainee of death. ”

"Trainee Grim Reaper?" Char was even more curious, "Are there many more Grim Reapers?" ”

"There used to be only one."

Sebas said truthfully, maybe it was because Char did him a favor, so he answered patiently.

"But the number of human beings is growing day by day, and so is the number of dead.

One Grim Reaper was no longer enough, so He established a screening mechanism to co-opt some gifted souls and teach them, giving them the name "Grim Reaper" to share some of His responsibilities. ”

Probably.... It's something like a ghost.

Char touched his chin and said, "So, the "Grim Reaper" is more like a "position" for you, and you are not really a god, are you?" ”

Sebas nodded, the nightmare on one side still struggling, and he stepped on the nightmare, tightening the chains tighter with the sound of chains clashing.

He continued: "To be more accurate, we should be demigods, and there will always be only one god of death who can truly be called a true god. ”

Char bowed his head and looked at the nightmare at Sebas's feet, "Are you responsible for the demons of hell in addition to the dead?" ”

Sebas also looked at the things under his feet and said, "Nightmares are strictly under the management of Lord Sleep, but the God of Sleep does not interfere in human affairs, and moreover, Nightmares invade human bodies, and in essence, they also interfere with "death", so they belong to us. ”

Sleeping God? Death?

Char muttered these two god names in his heart, and in his memory, there was only one god line that had both gods at the same time.

"Is your original Grim Reaper's name Thanatos?" Char Road.

Hearing the name, Sebas was stunned at first, but then, his brow furrowed slightly.