The Northern Demon is still alive and will come to in a short while.
Levi had already handed him over to Benny and Frederick who, in their professional opinion, have diagnosed and ascertained this to be the case.
This startling revelation had everyone else in stitches.
How could the Northern Demon have survived when scores of people apart from the Four Basilisks have attested otherwise?
Even the remaining thirty-eight members of the Suicide Squad, amongst thousand others, bore witness to it, or the Northern Demon’s followers would not have surrendered themselves.
Who else is going to believe your claims that the Northern Demon was still alive at this point?
“Levi, oh, Levi. Your story is getting increasingly far-fetched by the minute!”
“First, you claim to be the one who killed the Northern Demon, and then you say that he’s still alive. Aren’t you contradicting yourself here? Could you at least have the decency to think ahead before coming out with such lies?”
“Yeah! Declaring that the Northern Demon isn’t dead after failing to claim credit for it. That’s a good one!”
All were having a laugh at his expense, including Western Monk who was initially worried that Levi might be onto something, but became relieved once it occurred to him that Levi was here expressly to further his own selfish ends.
By now, all of the Dragonites were incensed.
“Do you take us for fools, Levi? Claiming that the Northern Demon is still alive against the common knowledge of one billion people? Did you not say that you killed him earlier? How is he not dead now?”
Levi regarded the masses. “I did not say that I’ve killed him, only that I’ve gotten rid of him!”
“Fine, fine. Since you claim to have gotten rid of him, how is it that we did not see you? Where were you?” asked the Western Monk.
“I was inside the Suicide Squad!” Levi said.
“The Suicide Squad? Impossible! We knew the name of every single member and I’ve called them out myself, so there was no way you could have been amongst them!” the Western Monk adamantly insisted.
“I went there in place of someone else!”
“In place of someone else? Don’t tell me that you took the place of Malcolm Langston?” the Western Monk said with a smirk.
“That’s right. I went in place of him! And I was the one who led the thirty-eight when we parted ways…” Levi went on to describe the situation in great detail.
“You seem to be quite informed! It is a pity that Malcolm did not have anyone go in his stead, as he went in himself! The Southern Warrior sneered.
“He had also admitted to desertion for which we’d put him to death, so stop trying to deceive us, Levi. You’ve nothing to do with the matter concerning the Northern Demon, so you might as well desist with this as no one’s going to believe you.”
“That’s right. With the truth laid bare, what else have you got to say for yourself?”
Everyone looked upon him with scorn.
“Then how would you explain the inefficacy of your Fusion Attack against the Northern Demon? And him saying that he was three times stronger than he was before?” Levi retorted.
“That’s simple! The Northern Demon was trying to intimidate us by exaggerating his own prowess!”
“The Fusion Attack had already dealt him a severe blow, and he was only enduring and not showing it.”
“Can’t you see that he was already on his last legs when we rushed him alongside the Suicide Squad and finished him off?”
As flawed as their explanation may have been, whatever the Four Basilisks spewed became the truth because they had the ears of a billion souls in Erudia.
No one would be suspicious of them, nor would any of them believe in Levi.
“But it is I, not them, who defeated the Northern Demon. Not only have they deserted, they have also caused the death of the entire Suicide Squad!” Levi argued in exasperation.
The observers only regarded him frostily in response, and their refusal to listen had left Levi quite frustrated.
