The Max Level Hero Has Returned!

Chapter 908

Chapter 908

The rumors about Heins Academy spread faster than anyone could have anticipated.

[Oh...!! Looks like I won!]

"Not bad. How about this, then?"

[Eek! No, no, no!]

Indra let out cries of dismay as she played a board game with Illyna, who seemed to be enjoying it immensely at her expense.

"So, have you made your decision yet? Or does it even matter now?" Morziana chuckled with a hint of amusement.

"I didn’t think the tides of public opinion could be turned with this kind of method. Honestly, it’s impressive," she added with a tone of respect.

"You’ve got to use whatever tools are at your disposal. It’s foolish to leave options on the table just because others cannot or will not use them,” Davey replied.

"Seems like you didn’t need the power of the Contas Empire after all.”

"I just came to the conclusion that there was no need to create unnecessary debts. At least, not for now."

Davey knew that Emperor Contas was a bold man. He even cooperated with him in the past, regarding Illuminati-related matters. Even then, he could tell the man had a desire to establish stronger ties through political marriage. However, he had no intention of taking on additional wives—no matter the circumstances.

"Even so, you’re quite the catch. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little envious of the princesses."

"There’s no need to lie.”

Morziana burst into laughter, gracefully standing up. "You’re right. I’m not into men who are too perfect. I need someone whose gaps I can fill in myself. If there’s no gap to fill, where would I even fit in?"

"I’m only the way I am because I’ve met those three.”

"I wish you luck in your endeavors, Prince Davey," she said, making a smile that showed no lingering attachment.

Just as she was about to leave, she added, "That reminds me, I once visited the Lyndis Empire and..."

"Alright! I’ve got work to do, so I better get going. Illyna! I’m going to take Indra with me, so you keep the princess company for me."

"Wha—What?!" Illyna squealed in astonishment.

"Oh, Princess! I’ve been meaning to have a chat with you," Morziana said.

"I... um..."

Illyna, who had already been warned by Perserque about the lady’s endless chatter, turned pale. Before she could do anything, though, Davey made his escape. He knew fully well that neither demigods nor ordinary humans would be able to endure her endless talking.

"Reina, that bitch... trying to one-up me? Fine. I’ll use Illyna, who’s basically you from this universe, and pass the baton to her instead.”

No matter how beautiful the woman was, he had little interest in such trivialities.

"By the way, I’ve met five of the Six Great Beauties of the continent. Who’s the last one?"

[What are you talking about, human contractor? Because of you, I just had to surrender a game I was winning!]

"You were never going to win that game."

No matter how powerful Indra was as a Spirit King, she was still equivalent to a young and inexperienced child. Facing someone like Illyna on the dire battlefield of board games, her chances of winning were slim.

* * *

The two walked through the quiet halls of the academy. As they passed by the beastfolk maids, they smiled brightly and bowed before continuing on their way. Indra then broke the silence.

[Human contractor.]

"What is it?"

[I know what the Grand Spirit said to you.]

"And?"

[Are you just going to leave the Spirit World as it is?]

"To be blunt, it’s not a decision I can make right now.”

[Why not? If you destroy that moon, everything will go back to the way it was...]

"And the Primordial Spirits will rampage again, starving for vitality.”

If that were to happen again, he knew things would become irreversible.

The Grand Spirit had explained the current situation of the Spirit World simply yet profoundly—an imbalance caused by excess vitality. Controlling the power of the third moon, Thanatos, was no easy feat even for Davey.

"It’s on hold for now—there’s nothing I can do about it at the moment."

Later that night, Davey went down into the underground dungeon. Inside, he found a man collapsed on the floor trembling violently. Despite that disturbing state, he had no visible injuries.

The moment the man noticed Davey, his eyes widened in terror. He scrambled toward him on all fours, clutching desperately at his legs.

"I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything! Just please, get rid of those crazy rabbits!"

"It’s not really a priority anymore—I don't particularly care what you have to say.”

"Please! I’ll talk! Let me talk! Just get me out of this hell! Please, I’m begging you!"

Seeing the frantic pleading, Davey clapped his hands in satisfaction.

[Humans are truly cruel... I should be careful not to cross them...]

Indra muttered, glancing uneasily at Davey. Ignoring her comment, Davey flashed a smile.

"Alright then, start talking. Who sent you?"

"It... It was Duke Sharen of the Shan Kingdom!"

"Your mission?"

"That... That’s..."

"Killer Rabbits, come back here. Looks like he needs a little more motivation."

Kyu!!

At his command, several white rabbits with glowing red eyes emerged from the shadows. One of them, its muscles bulging as if on steroids, stepped forward and began mimicking squats in front of the assassin. The sight made the man turn pale as a ghost.

"Aaah! Go away! Get lost! I can’t take it anymore! Just kill me instead!"

As the man screamed in terror, Davey casually gestured for the rabbits to back off.

"Talk."

“It...”

“Hey, Kill—”

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! It was an assassination! We were sent to assassinate a trainee!"

"Tadia, I assume?"

"How did you...?"

"It’s obvious. He can’t touch me, so he targeted Tadia instead—the one arguably responsible for ruining his son.”

Davey smiled in satisfaction, having finally received confirmation. Although he didn't have any actual evidence, he didn’t need any now that he knew who the culprit behind all of this was.

"Has the prisoner behaved so far?" Davey asked.

One of the Killer Rabbits blinked its glowing eyes and stepped forward.

[He’s an amusing human to train. His small frame will look great after just a bit of work!]

[Heeek! It talks!]

Indra gasped, as if she had seen something beyond comprehension. The Killer Rabbit turned its gaze toward her in response, only for Davey to wave it off.

"That’s not what I asked.”

[Oh. Right, right. He tried to escape earlier, saying something about fleeing to another country. I didn’t quite catch the meaning.]

As the Killer Rabbit answered in a low, abrasive voice, Davey narrowed his eyes.

"A quick thinker, isn’t he? Hey, Killer Rabbit."

[Yeah?]

"What do you suggest we do about him?"

[Does he need more punishment? Leave it to me. Give me a week, and I’ll have him completely reformed.]

He knew all too well what “reformation” entailed—their infamous muscle training.

"Any other options?"

The Killer Rabbit’s eyes gleamed mischievously.

[There is another way... You’ve even seen it before.]