The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse Chapter 1405: Two Favours

Since leaving Earth, no one has faced more difficulties from Klaus than Rory and her father. His problems have led them to endure countless hardships.

The push to secure those six favors stemmed from his need to make sure they received full amends prior to his departure. At first, unaware that Burning Angel was a longtime ally, Klaus only sought a safeguard to preserve his existence down the line.

Those six favors allow him to summon Burning Angel numerous times, and he will surely respond each occasion.

But with knowledge of their bond now in hand, the value of the six favors has diminished for him greatly. Thus, he chose to show generosity and rectify the disturbances he inflicted on the father-daughter pair.

"For my first favor," Klaus declared, swiveling his gaze toward Lord Victor and Rory prior to continuing, "I request that you accept Lord Victor as your disciple for 100,000 years."

"Huh?" Lord Victor and Rory both expanded their eyes in surprise.

Clearly, such a request from Klaus was far from what they anticipated.

"Klaus, there's no need to burden the senior with something this trivial. I'm certain he has far weightier duties than spending time idly on someone like me."

"Actually, I don't." Burning Angel interjected swiftly, before Klaus had a chance to respond. "After toiling relentlessly for millions of years, I believe it's high time for some respite.

Taking on a disciple strikes me as a fine endeavor. It'll occupy my time without the intensity of my former pursuits. Moreover, I'm intrigued by how you've exceeded a million years of age without attaining the Demigod level."

The shock caused Lord Victor's body to stiffen completely, his face etched with utter astonishment. Seeing this, Klaus grinned, fully aware of the whirlwind of feelings surging through him at that moment.

It's utterly inconceivable that an individual like him would ever imagine becoming a Celestial's disciple—let alone that of the fabled Burning Angel himself.

That's simply staggering.

"You heard him; he's perfectly fine with it."

Stepping closer, Lord Victor offered a deep, reverent bow to Burning Angel. "Thank you, Celestial Burning Angel."

"Wouldn't 'Master' be more appropriate? And my true name is Hael." A warm smile accompanied Burning Angel's words.

Lord Victor dipped his head in agreement and amended his address. "Thank you, Master Hael. I'll strive not to let you down."

"Oh, you won't disappoint. There's a true fighter within you, so I foresee us sharing many rewarding moments. Perhaps, once those 100,000 years pass, should you truly captivate me, I'll prolong the mentorship by adding another million years."

Klaus's smile widened, recognizing this as the ultimate present for the man whose sharp wits had averted numerous crises for him thus far.

"Pleased that's settled." Klaus pivoted to face Rory as he prepared to request his second favor.

"Regarding my second favor, I ask you to etch a lone Celestial Rune of my selection onto Rory’s bow."

A subtle narrowing of his gaze met Klaus from Burning Angel, followed by a soft sigh. "Which rune are you after?"

Klaus flashed a broad smile, snapping his fingers to manifest a rune floating mid-air. "Spirit."

This display prompted Burning Angel to shake his head with a faint smile. "I suppose you wouldn't make such a request idly. Still, are you certain about limiting it to one rune?"

"Yes. Only one."

"Very well."

Klaus regarded Rory. "May I borrow your bow briefly?"

After a moment's pause, she pulled her silver bow from her space ring and passed it over. Accepting it, Klaus inspected it briefly before passing it along to Burning Angel.

"Inscribe the rune precisely here." Klaus indicated the handle.

Burning Angel gave a nod, crafting a needle of celestial energy, and began etching the rune. Klaus remained nearby, a content smile gracing his lips.

He alone grasped the true intent behind his request.

Whereas others might seize the opportunity to demand various runes, Klaus opted solely for the Spirit Rune to initially convert the bow into a soul-bound artifact.

During the short period he'd known Rory, nearly half of it involved her gazing fondly at her bow. At the outset, Klaus refrained from delving into her peculiar fixation, instead directing Icon to investigate.

The revelation was that the bow had been her mother's, slain by the Taxation God. That deity aimed to eliminate Lord Victor but mistakenly took her life in the process.

Upon her passing, Rory came into possession of the bow, which she ought to have abandoned as her power advanced, since it failed to match her growing might. Yet, an evident attachment bound her to it.

Thus, the path to keeping it by her side eternally lay in forging it into a soul weapon—one that would evolve alongside her and remain her eternal armament.

Additionally, the Spirit Rune enabled the infusion of a weapon spirit, thereby amplifying its potency further.

Yet Klaus's visions extended farther. He aimed to elevate the bow to a legendary armament deserving of its own title. Intricate formations would facilitate the integration of formidable powers.

Much like his own arsenal, he intended to reshape Rory’s bow in a comparable vein. His vast lifespan had taught him exactly the steps required to craft a truly terrifying weapon.

The Spirit Rune opened endless possibilities, so Klaus awaited with patience as Burning Angel completed the task. With it finished, he returned the bow to Rory.

"Upon our return, I'll guide you in establishing a soul contract with it. From there, we can advance."

She gave a nod.

Although queries lingered in her thoughts, she held them back temporarily. Once they departed, she'd voice them.

"That covers it for the moment. You still owe me four additional favors, which I'll claim later on."

Burning Angel appeared unperturbed. In his view, Klaus was free to request endless favors without any objection from him.

"Won't you inquire about how I deciphered your [Beast God Dominion] technique?" Klaus probed, eager to boast slightly, yet Burning Angel showed indifference.

"You merely shattered 1% of it, so there's no cause for concern. Truthfully, I was somewhat stunned that it remained unbroken by anyone before you came along."

"It proved challenging to unravel. Ancient Runes were necessary for me to breach it. Still, I'd relish tackling the core version."

"Ascend to godhood beforehand, and then we'll discuss."

A chuckle escaped Klaus, though he tucked away the resolve to dismantle it someday. "Perhaps I ought to devise my own unbreachable formation, one impervious even to the finest formation masters."

This notion he shelved for later. Someday, he might bring it to fruition.