Chapter 95: More Alone in Death Than in Life

"Every match from this point onward will be a duel to the death!"

The entire arena went silent.

Zarathustra continued, "I assume that such a development would be quite suitable for the Hierophant."

"So you knew my identity all along?" I asked.

"I wasn't one-hundred percent sure, but now, you've confirmed it."

"It was my axe, wasn't it?"

"That's right. It was a foolish error."

"But what about Aisling!" I scowled. "You're just gonna let her die?"

"She failed to kill you twice; therefore, she's worthless to me."

"She looked up to you! You were the one who brought back her father!"

"Hmph," Zarathustra said. "NPCs are easy to manipulate."

I resisted the urge to scream out in anger.

"You really are an archdemon," I said. "This is no utopia."

"Utopia is a subjective term. And don't think that you can easily dethrone me, Hierophant. It just so happens that your closest companions are under my thumb!"