"Un, I know Grandma, you only have me in this world. But it's the same for me. If I lose you too, I won't have anymore family in this world".

The girl hugged the old woman and continued.

"I know, I did a bad thing by bringing it here. However, I promise I'll keep it back once I heal you. Besides, no one saw me. Uncle Jester instantly knocked out the guards there".

Jester-Jester simply smiled and stood in its place. One of its hands, behind its back, was dripping with blood.

"I see, you really did a reckless thing for me, Jenea. You are my lovely granddaughter. Now then, can I see that treasure you brought?"

The old woman patted the girl's head. While she spoke those consoling words with her mouth, her expression said anything but that.

"Un." The girl rummaged through the bag on her back before taking out a globe that was slightly bigger than her fist in size.

The globe was dark purple in color with numerous circuit like patterns and gave off a beautiful sheen.

The moment the girl took out the globe, the house was bathed in a vast amount of divine energy, making one feel like inherently revering it.

As soon as the globe; no, one of the Seven Supreme Treasures came out, the old woman's eyes glowed with a demonical light.

That divine energy, that shape, and more specifically, that ancient feeling to it. There was no mistake, it was one of the things built during the ancient era, the ones the humans now called the era of the gods.

Finally, the thing she had been scheming to get her hands on all this time finally arrived before her. The old woman; no, the Ninth Heavenly King, slowly reached out with her hand for the divine treasure.

!!!!

It was then, the Ultimate Demonic Treasure in her hand, the needles she was sewing with, released a unique fluctuation.

"Impossible!! Someone is already on their way here? But how did they track me all the way to this village?"

The old woman did not doubt the ultimate treasure. Instead, she got up from her seat as if she was never sick and teleported away, seemingly slipping through space with extreme ease.

"That person is coming here. The plan has been foiled, abandoned every fragment here, and get back to your original body".

These were the only words she left behind.

"Eh? Grandma? Where did you go?"

Jenea, unable to believe what happened, rubbed her eyes. Did her Grandma, who was sick with an incurable disease for years, suddenly stand up straight and disappear?

"Uncle Jester, what did Grandma mean? Where did she go?"

"Haha, kid, don't worry, your Grandma is safe…"

At that very moment, the space behind the Jester-Jester fluctuated and a palm came through it.

"[Godhand Ascendance]- Third Technique"...

Before the demon could complete its sentence, the palm slammed onto its back, causing cracks to appear on its body. Soon, the white fire consumed it, and the demon disintegrated into ashes.

"Tch, I missed that fellow again, huh?"

With the demon crumbling into ashes, the one who stood behind him finally appeared in vision.

Tall and muscular frame, golden hair like the molten gold, and in that armor that seemed like it was forged by a god, the man who released endless divine energy by simply breathing was none other than the Divine Paladin.

At this moment, he had quite an annoyed expression. Why would he not? He had chased after the hidden mastermind who was responsible for stealing one of the seven Supreme Divine Treasure all the way here. Only to find the other party had gone poof.

"This is odd; they shouldn't have been aware of my presence until the last second. Did they use something to figure out my movement even before I made them?"

That should be the only explanation. [Eyes of Divine Clarity] showed him everything that happened here.

Just like he thought, the demon wasn't aware of his presence until a couple of seconds ago. However, they suddenly disappeared when that needle on her hand released a weird fluctuation.

It was as he had guessed; it was due to an item that the other party became aware of his movements even before he made them. Those needles, they couldn't be ordinary. To predict his moves like seeing the future, the power was almost tampering with fate.

"Ultimate Demonic Treasure huh."

There should only be a limited number of items with that kind of fate tempering power, and it would be the most powerful of all, the Ultimate Demonic Treasures.

Sigh… if the other party was hell bent on running away from him, then there was nothing he could do for the time being. As long as the treasure was with them, no matter how many times he chased them, they would continue to run away.

Since that was the case, Reinhardt shifted his attention to the more pressing things at hand.

"You… you are that friend of Master Vaerion, what are you doing here? What did you do to my Grandma?" The girl questioned him with eyes filled with tears.

Seeing her like this, he could only sigh. Demons were inherently deceptive; they like to toy, meddle, mock, and take pleasure in the misery of others. They were the very scum whose existence was like poison for the world.

The family, the grandma, the uncle, and everything this girl dearly loved were all killed by the demons. To make it even more twisted, they wore their skin and played the role of a loving family in front of her.

For years, the girl had no idea that the old woman she called grandma was just a skin worn by a demon to mock and use her for their benefit.

Reinhardt slowly stepped forward, bent down, and matched eye levels with the girl who seemed to be stuck in an illusion.

"Is it because I stole the treasure? Look, I was planning to keep it back, alright, I just wanted to heal my grandma. Please bring her back".

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