Friends, “friends” who treat each other sincerely.
For a lying worm who was born of lies and lives by deception, it is an unattainable word.
Over the long years, Agongos has used sweet words to deceive countless princes, nobles, and powerful people of natural bloodline.
Some of them gave it generous gifts, some released it from its bonds, and some even treated it as a brother.
Agongos never wavered.
Until, by chance, it met Doyle DeWeese.
This guy with a sincere heart didn't get along with it for a long time.
But gradually, Agongos felt that he became a little strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it. There was always an inexplicable irritation in his heart.
It couldn't be said that it liked this guy Doyle, let alone be on good terms with him. After all, he would choke it from time to time, and they even quarreled from time to time.
However, the souls of this one person and one insect are much closer than some couples... although it's a bit strange to say this.
Therefore, even if they had heated arguments from time to time, they would soon make up, although their relationship was never harmonious...
All this changed when Doyle was put on the stake.
From the moment Agongos's soul invaded Doildwith's body.
It was passively wearing away Doyle's soul, replacing it.
This was something Agongos was prepared for from the beginning.
It never thought that it would regret it one day.
But this day came so suddenly.
The Eclipse Organization where Doyle worked was destroyed, and the church sent him to the stake...
As Doyle narrated, Roger seemed to really see the familiar square from the long river of lost years...
…
"The only thing that can save humanity is the extraordinary potion..."
"The God who is high above..."
"You're scared."
The voice echoed throughout the square.
As the fire around Doyle burned, the burning sensation quickly spread throughout his body.
However, after his highlight moment, Doyle's vision was completely covered by flames.
But he found that his pain seemed to be gradually subsiding.
The surrounding environment also changed from blurry to clear.
It is the power of Agongos.
He escaped from the stake, but seemed to have sensed something, closed his eyes and smiled.
"Long-nosed worm, my body is now yours."
"Before I die, I would like to ask you for one thing..."
The name of the long-nosed beetle was naturally given because Agongos lied and was discovered by Doyle.
Usually when we say this we are scolding it.
But now, Doyle smiled, he knew that his old friend might not be the lying bug he used to be.
However, even at the last moment of Doyle's life, Agongos was still unforgiving.
"Humph, you talk too much. You're almost dying."
"Those bastards in the church really confused you. After you die, won't your body still be mine?"
"But if you have any little wishes, just tell me. If I'm in a good mood, I can consider killing time with my boring life..."
Agongos sounded disdainful.
The flames could not kill Doyle at all.
As the body that Agongos has set his eyes on, it has a thousand ways to prevent this body from being destroyed.
After burning for a while, Agongos used his own power to exchange a corpse with it.
In other words, the person on the stake now is not Doyle.
But he was not far from death.
After all, what really caused Doyle's death was the demise of his soul.
Yes, to be precise, it was Agongos that killed Doyle.
However, this process actually still takes some time, which is also what Agongos is confused about.
Doyle didn't care about Agongos's stubbornness and began to tell about his last wish.
"I know you will use my body and appearance to tell a lot of lies and deceive a lot of people..."
"But I hope you won't deceive good people..."
"If you can, go and deceive the believers in those churches. The sins they carry are difficult to wash away..."
"You don't like those guys either, right..."
Upon hearing this, Agongos subconsciously wanted to express his displeasure, but somehow he kept quiet.
“… It’s just a request, albeit one that’s unlikely to be fulfilled.”
At this point, Doyle smiled.
His voice began to become a little erratic, and he sounded like a weak and feeble person.
"Oh, one last thing..."
"I once asked you a question, I wonder if you still remember..."
At this point, he seemed to have a premonition that he didn't have much time left, so he smiled and simply skipped the topic.
But Agongos frowned.
It began to think and recall.
But the answer to this question was never found, because Doyle asked it countless questions, and most of its responses were some improvised lies.
Until Doyle's next words came out.
"… I found the missing piece of your exile… You should know where I buried it…"
Hearing this, Agong was stunned.
Only then did it suddenly remember what the problem Doyle was talking about was.
…
"Damn it, you long-nosed worm, when will you have a little conscience and be compassionate like a normal person?"
Doyle frowned and cursed in his head.
"Oh, Mr. Doyle, you are such a joke. I am a worm, a noble liar. Why should I be like a human?"
"Tsk... I'm just wearing out your soul, not your brain... Why are you asking such a stupid question..."
Agongos sneered and mocked his intelligence.
Doyle: “…”
Damn, what this bug said makes sense.
"Then let me put it another way. When can we... stop scheming against each other? We are so close to each other, it would be too tiring to argue in our heads all day long."
Doyle had long been accustomed to the fact that Agongos eroded his soul, and now he just wanted some peace and quiet.
"No intrigue? Come on, Mr. Doyle, we are enemies. I want your life. Do you still want to be my friend?"
Agongos spread his hands. Of course, as a bug, he had no hands for the time being.
Doyle touched his chin and said, "Maybe it's possible, as long as you can be quiet."
"Very good." Agongos nodded without hesitation. "In that case, help me find the missing part. As long as you succeed, I will be your friend. It's a deal."
Its expression is sincere.
But Doyle was very familiar with this face, and there was a sentence clearly written on it - "I'm lying to you."
It's obvious that it doesn't have any hope for this and it's more like a casual remark.
Doyle seemed to be thinking about something.
…
"How did you find it?"
Agongos suddenly woke up, came to his senses and shouted.
However, the voice it once knew had long since become blurred, leaving only the last sentence.
"I'm sorry, I lied to you too..."
It was silent all around.
But Agongos seemed unable to find the source of the sound.
Doyle's soul was completely gone.
“Damn it!”
Agongos gritted his teeth. A complex emotion arose in his heart at this moment, a bit... mixed
Looking at this familiar body, it remained silent and did not implement its plan immediately.
After struggling for a moment.
It sighed, "Agongos, you fool, you must be crazy."
He opened his mouth and spoke a word using strange syllables and a language that only he could understand.
"You... won't die."
The words fell.
An invisible force burst out from its body, and in an instant it went to an unknown space...
Lies bring it power, but its real power lies in tampering with the "truth".
But compared to the "lie" that can strengthen Agongos, telling the "truth" is actually a huge harm to it...
…
"Well... since it wanted to save you, why didn't it stop eating away at your soul before it disappeared?"
Rogge touched his chin and first asked a tricky question.
Doyle was stunned. He didn't expect Roger to ask this question first, but he still answered honestly: "Because the method of consuming the soul is a preparation made before separating the body and soul. There is no way to stop it."
Roger nodded as he thought about it.
"So... it saved you for this reason?"
"Agongos, this guy, has deceived so many people without feeling any guilt, why did he do it to you..."
He was a little confused, and when he said this, he couldn't help but squint at Doyle.
Well... it's not impossible. After all, these two are inseparable from each other...
One person and one bug... Not impossible...
Doyle seemed to understand what Roger meant, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Don't let your mind wander."
"Agongos is indeed a born bastard. From the memories it left me, I know that I thought too much at the beginning..."
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Although he never thought of asking Agongos to save him, he did want to guide Agongos to be a good bug... After all, it was using its own body!
However, Agongos was a born bastard. If there were no special circumstances... it would most likely mock Doyle for doing something stupid in the end and that it was impossible to save him.
But this special situation does exist.
"This guy once offended someone... well, it's better not to mention Him... the offender was pretty severe anyway."
"So, even though that being didn't find Agongos in the end, he used some special means to banish a part of it to a corner of the world, and set a curse on it so that if it could touch the missing part, it would fall into a deep sleep..."
"And what's missing is... the inherent evil."
Hearing this, Roger raised his eyebrows.
He subconsciously thought of Ettar: "Did this thing finally become a kid named Ettar?"
Doyle nodded slightly when he heard this: "It should be. Aside from you, Agongos is most concerned about it."
Roger scratched his head.
This guy Agongos told him that Etar was also part of the scene.
Hmm... is this a lie or the truth
What role did that kid play in this
Is the blue drop that inexplicably disappeared from the scale before related to that
Roger felt a little headache.
He decided to ignore that for now. "So, it was because the evil in its nature was expelled that it pulled you back from hell and repaired your soul?"
Doyle nodded. "Yes, the reason why I decided to guide it to be good before it died was because after spending a long time with it, I found that it didn't seem to be a completely hopeless...worm."
When he came into contact with Agongos, this guy was already a bug that lacked "inherent evil".
It's no surprise that he would make such a judgment.
Rogge frowned slightly: "Then it..."
"It's dead."
At this point, Doyle sighed.
"That scale, that thing with the power of regulation, the bargaining chips are always absolutely fair... and the price is its body and soul."
At this point, Doyle looked gloomy.
"… "
Roger was silent for a moment.
"… Why did it have to involve me?"
Hearing this, Doyle exhaled: "Agongos can only ensure that the little bit of my soul that is left does not perish with its own power..."
"And it wants more than that."
"It wants to resurrect me and give me enough power to change the world to make up for the regrets of my death..."
As he spoke, he looked at the palm of his hand with a complicated expression.
Thanks to the power brought by the Scales of Judgment, this human body has condensed the power of a demigod, which is incredible to think about.
“That balance is very special.”
"It only has one chance left to be used, and there is a special condition if you want to use it..."
"That is, the holder of the scale cannot conduct transactions on the scale."
"In other words, the transaction you want can only be made if someone else holds the balance."
"But not everyone is qualified to hold this scale..."
"Agongos itself is special. It is tainted with certain rules, so it can hold this scale."
"And the one who can take up the scale and is worthy to be its master, Agongos..."
At this point, Doyle looked at Roger and took a deep breath.
“… I only found you.”
Hearing this, Roger frowned immediately.
This explains why Agongos had to involve him in this matter.
But the strange thing is, why is he the only one who is qualified
"Stained with rules... You mean authority?"
Doyle shook his head. "Agongos clearly distinguished these two moves. They are two completely different concepts. Otherwise, it wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to find you."
After a pause, he continued, "The things left after the broken scale are its compensation to you."
“… Of course, it really wanted to take it back, but it couldn’t.” Doyle couldn’t help but smile when he saw this memory.
"This guy Agongos..."
"Cunning, treacherous, full of lies, stingy, selfish and capricious..."
"But I can feel that after losing the evil in its nature, it is also thinking about itself..."
"At least it told me the truth later, like the bay leaf roasted chicken tasted good... But I didn't believe it at the time, haha..."
Doyle stood up slowly.
Roger was also silent at this time.
He also recalled the first time he met Agongos.
The two of them were eating bay leaf roasted chicken in the restaurant.
To be honest, it tastes good.
Doyle looked at the empty crystal in front of him, stretched out his hand, and tapped it lightly, as if he was patting the shoulder of an old friend he had known for many years.
After a moment, he sighed softly, and his outstretched hand paused for a long time, as if he had a lot to say...
"all in all… "
"I lost a friend..."
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