Chapter 93
The quarters provided by Erva.
Khal had just finished washing up, dragging his body which was exhausted from the battle with Verde.
“*Yawn*, aren’t you tired?”
Schmidt, who was sitting on the bed, spoke with a weary expression as he dozed off.
Khal, who was drying his hair with a towel wrapped around his head, stretched lightly as he spoke.
“My whole body is stiff and aching.”
“It’s actually quite strange to hear you say you’re in pain.”
“I’m human just like anyone else.”
“No, you’re not. You’re the kind of guy who would kill his opponent with an unfazed expression even if your arm was cut off.”
“……”
Khal couldn’t easily rebut Schmidt’s remark.
He certainly felt pain. However, even if it hurt, he would never cry out in agony; instead, he would likely tear his opponent apart out of sheer pride.
Accepting that truth, Khal suddenly recalled the greatest pain he had ever felt. It wasn’t caused by someone else, but rather occurred when he released his own power—compared to that, the wounds Verde inflicted were barely worth mentioning.
Of course, his standard for pain was vastly different from that of an ordinary person.
As his thoughts reached this point, Khal naturally began to ponder why he was still alive. A mere human vessel should have been incapable of containing the soul of Demon King Beliat. For now, he was using the Onyx Square School’s Mana Cultivation Method to balance his body and soul, but his soul was far too massive and powerful to be sustained by that alone.
However, the story changed if a being that transcended his expectations had intervened.
