The Invincible Full-Moon System

As soon as he calmed his nerves and thought about the situation properly, there were more clues that he could piece together to make the situation make sense. Iris told him—that the twin rulers' whiskers would show the emotions they were currently experiencing.

It was the side-effect of the incense burning inside that room.

From the start, Rex observed and made mental notes about their whiskers.

Since they could suppress their fears, being someone who came from a royal standing, using the bleak aura their bodies emitted as a measurement would be way too inconsistent. Micro-expressions were also no use.

Royals tend to be hard to read.

Mainly due to the fact that they were taught to show nothing about what they felt inside.

However, their whiskers don't lie—that's what Iris told him.

Rex could use their whiskers to determine their emotions.

Serevan's whiskers were already pale blue from the start—which would mean that he was experiencing fear even before Rex stepped into the room. On the other hand, Serevia was different.

Her whiskers retained her natural fur color, pinkish, meaning she was calm and composed.

But, her whiskers turned blue nearing the end of their conversation.

Something scares her nearing the end to make her whiskers change color like that.

Nobody was inside other than us and those invisible creatures above us.

So what could she be scared of? It shouldn't be me because I let no killing intent leak out.

Rex didn't believe that Serevia and Serevan actually declined his offer because of reputation, he took it as nothing but a lie, and the change in Serevia's whiskers could help him crack, the real reason behind their decline.

In his mind, declining his offer was simply illogical.

Also, what does she mean by 'not all decisions are made for the reasons you think'?

Does she mean her decision to decline wasn't hers?

Just then, however, Rex's eyes widened as he came to a sudden realization.

His steps came to an abrupt stop.

Noticing him stopping out of nowhere, the two escorts also stopped and glanced at him.

It was the same with Iris.

She looked at him, tilting her head in confusion.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Iris asked but she received no answer in return.

Despite her unanswered question, she could see the shock clearly etched on Rex's features.

On the other hand, Rex's mind worked as he began realizing what was happening earlier.

"It… It must be the Dark Angels…" He muttered inaudibly.

From the very start—it was clear that the Dark Angels were tricking Serevia—and Serevan by using the Origin Oath as their bargaining chip. Rex realized that to be true the moment Kazzir mentioned that Serevia had asked the Dark Angels to make the Origin Oath.

An oath to not attack them.

In the case where the Dark Angels triumphed, of course.

However, Serevia and Serevan weren't aware that they were tricked initially.

Both of them were under the impression that the oath was foolproof when it wasn't.

Since the Dark Angels were abandoning the First Light, they don't have an Origin anymore.

Or at least, their connection with the Origin became weaker.

If Rex had to guess, the more different the Dark Angels' appearance was, the weaker their connection became.

Once Serevia and Serevan knew about that, the air grew tense and if Rex remembered correctly, that was also when Serevia began to feel fear. Her fear was intense, but she shouldn't be.

Knowing about the Dark Angel's ploy would save her from making a grave mistake.

She should be glad instead.

Serevia could use this information to reposition her kingdom to a better one.

At least, that was what Rex would do in her position.

So the reason she suddenly became fearful must be because she was being monitored.

Rex was very positive that the Dark Angels were monitoring her.

It was a matter of time until another force came to the Tabaxis—and tried to strike a deal or coax them to change sides—the Dark Angels knew that. So in order to not have the Tabaxis betrayed them, they must have assigned a watcher.

Someone who would report back if Serevia or Serevan breached their agreement.

But...even if someone is watching, it shouldn't dissuade Serevia to accept my offer. Changing sides now wouldn't hurt her. She could even demand me to protect her kingdom instantly. So this could only mean one thing. Blackmail.

As soon as he came to that realization, Rex's expression darkened.

Surely, the Dark Angels must have taken something important from the Tabaxis as insurance, to make sure they were going to keep the agreement. It was probably the real reason Serevia declined his offer despite it being overwhelmingly positive.

It was because of a blackmail.

Rex looked down for a second, shaking his head at the irony.

Even a race that was known to represent justice and good in the past became like this… this era is really dark.

Glancing over his shoulder, Rex looked up at the tall central building behind him.

And as expected, he saw Serevia looking down at him from the window.

She had a somber expression on her face.

Behind her eyes were inexplicable words that couldn't be conveyed through words.

All she could hope was that Rex could see through her.

Just from her gloomy expression alone, it was clear that Rex's guess was most likely correct.

Serevia had made a deal with Devils disguised as Dark Angels, and now she's trapped in hell.

Averting his gaze away, Rex sighed deeply.

He shook his head and continued on ahead but now with determination on his face.

Fine, I'll find out about the blackmail. Just wait, I'll help you escape the Dark Angels.

Moments later.

Iris frowned as she looked at the road the escorts brought them to.

As opposed to going to a more secluded road, they were escorted through the crowded one.

Soon—Rex and Iris realized that they were not being brought back to the same chamber—as before—they were brought to the mouth of the Saltura Bridge instead. Ahead, Rex could see people crossing, bearing the increased gravity of the Gravitational Rift.

These crossers were separated into two lanes.

One is heading to the Golden Edge while the other to the Green Edge.

Seeing this, Rex raised an eyebrow, "What's the meaning of this?"

"Go through the bridge, other escorts will meet you on the other side," One escort said.

Upon hearing this, Iris wanted to refute—this was disrespect.

In no way this is how they treated an Emperor who came with peace in mind.

Regardless of their temporary deal with the Dark Angels, this was going overboard.

However, Rex raised his hand—shutting her up.

Despite wanting to curse the escorts for treating Rex, an Emperor like this, she decided to bite down on her tongue and remain silent. If Rex said that he was fine with it, then there's no reason for her to make a deal out of this.

Just then, before Rex crossed the bridge, Kazzir stopped him.

"Your Majesty!" He called.

Rex turned towards him and saw his face was troubled, apologetic even.

Pausing for a second, Kazzir then said, "I'll try to talk with them to accept your proposal"

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Not expecting this, Rex was stunned but quickly gave him a faint smile.

"Okay," Rex tapped Kazzir on his shoulder. "I'll be counting on you, commander"

Once he said that, Rex looked at Iris and nodded.

Both of them then walked through the Saltura Bridge—mingling with the common folks—who cast them a surprised and fearful glance. A Human is known to be aggressive to these mid to low-rank Supernatural races, it was natural for them to feel fear and threatened.

Surprisingly, however, Rex didn't show any hostility and even shed off his menacing aspect.

He didn't outright smile but his face was neutral.

One that invoked nothing from those who crossed him.

But Iris could feel there was a weird air coming from him that didn't seem right.

Soon, Rex exited the Zahara Consortium and saw the black panther tended to outside.

Upon mounting the mutated black panther and leaving the premise, however, the mask fall off as Rex's expression contorted into a savage and feral one. He was silent, but the anger inside of him created a thick haze that distorted the air around him.

It was so choking that Iris didn't dare to utter a single word.

Now Iris knew what made her feel uneasy.

Obviously, Rex was angry as he was met with yet another failure.

He has never experienced consecutive failures as frequent as this.

Even though his plan was to settle the matters here so that he didn't need to worry about the others—while he was inside the Spirit Realm, the problems branched instead. He was seething to the point that his ability to remain stoic was overpowered.

Despite facing forward, Iris could hear the bony sound Rex made from gritting his teeth hard.

Every friction made her heart pound even harder.

'I can't help him in this but I can with his soul problem,' Iris thought as she sat silently behind. 'I don't know why he wanted to strengthen his soul but I have a guess. If my guess is correct, I might have one solution but… when should I say that to him?'

Seeing Rex was seething and furious, Iris wasn't sure when to start the conversation.

She was afraid but she knew she had to speak to him before they teleported back home.

Rex controlled the black panther to move forward aimlessly, he was still dwelling in his mind.

It took only for a moment for them to reach about a mile away.

Just then, however, a shiver ran down their spines and their bodies naturally straightened.

"Excuse me, can I ask for a direction?"

A voice that sounded very near suddenly greeted them from the side.

Hearing this, Rex glanced over to his right and had his eyes rounded at a surprising sight.

Looming beside them stood a hooded figure—shrouded entirely in a shadowy robe that revealed nothing of its form. Its features were completely hidden. Even with Rex and Iris perched atop the mutated black panther that was quite tall, the figure reached them.

Its head nearly matched their height—a presence that was unnaturally imposing.

Just its sheer size alone was chilling.

But what sent shivers down their spines was something else entirely.

Somehow, it had crept eerily close to them unnoticed.

Despite Rex's very sensitive senses as a Werewolf, despite the skills from the System that made it almost impossible to be sneaked upon, this hooded figure—somehow managed to reach not even three meters away from him.

Seeing that the two were unresponsive, the figure tilted its head a little.

"Can I ask for a direction?" It asked ahead.

Rex recovered from his daze and instantly prepared himself to react.

He found this figure odd and unsettling—it could also be hostile.

"Where do you want to go?" Rex asked—raising an eyebrow. "If you want to ask something, isn't it more polite to at least show us your face, instead of hiding inside that robe of yours? Pull down your hood and then I'll answer"

Upon hearing this, the figure remained motionless.

"I have a bad feeling about this person," Iris whispered. "I can't sense his energy"

As soon as Iris said that, Rex instantly used the System to scan the figure.

However, before the stat window could even appear, the figure already reached for his hood.

Rex—and Iris watched as the figure slowly pulled back its hood, unveiling a cascade of jet-black hair that seemed to devour the moonlight itself, casting an unsettling shadow around him.

His gaze remained lowered, avoiding theirs, an ominous silence stretching between them.

But then, with deliberate, almost predatory slowness—the figure raised his face.

He locked eyes with Rex.

And in that instant, Rex's breath hitched, caught in his throat.

A visceral chill gripping him as if the air itself had turned against him, siding with the figure.

Instead of seeing a face, Rex and Iris were greeted by a featureless face.

Not that the figure has no face, but there was this weird dark distortion, blurring his face.

System, why can't I see his face?!

<Notice: the user's Perfect Nocturnal Sight has been overpowered! The user can't peer through the dark distortion!>

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