Magical Soul Parade - Chapter 330: He Doesn’t Care

Chapter 330: He Doesn’t Care

This time it felt like a real question rather than a rhetorical one. Finn waited as if expecting a response from Sue. Her eyes were flickering at this point and she looked like she was about to snap. Then right as she opened her mouth to speak, he leaned back and straightened up abruptly.

“You can try if you want,” Finn said with a shrug.

Sue bit down whatever she had wanted to say in visible fury. Her teeth were gritted and her hands were clenched at her sides. This man was toying with her and he wasn’t even trying to hide it.

But suddenly that concealed fury on her face disappeared as she processed what he had just said. Her eyes widened and her mouth hung open slightly.

“What?” Sue asked. “You are serious?”

“In fact, if you want to accompany me on my travels, I will allow it,” Finn said normally. He spoke as if he was talking about something as random as the weather. “You can get to steal and copy my Error to the best of your abilities. I will not stop you.”

Sue’s face was a picture of stunned incredulity. “You would just let me watch? You would let me stay near you?”

“The only catch is that you also have to do your part,” Finn said. He stretched forth his hand across the table for a handshake. “You know a lot about all the Transcendents in this age. You know their names, their locations, and their strengths. So you will serve as my navigator to each of them. Do we have a deal?”

Sue continued to stare in stunned silence for several seconds. Her face switched between many shades of disbelief and indignation at such a blatant act of belittlement. She felt insulted that he thought she was so harmless that she could be kept so close to him without any repercussions.

But then her expression settled into a scheming and calculating calm. She looked at his hand, then breathed out softly and smiled, though this time the smile lacked the fake brightness it usually had.

“Sure,” Sue said. Her voice came out more stiffly than she intended. She stretched her hand forward and clasped Finn’s in a firm shake. “I would love to travel with you, Finn. Truly.”

“Likewise,” Finn nodded and smiled brightly. He patted her hand with his other hand before releasing her and turning to leave the library. “I will be doing some sightseeing for the next two days. I leave Stratus three days from now. Prepare yourself. I do not like being kept waiting.”

His voice echoed through the high ceilings of the library as he strode toward the stairs and began to climb up to the balcony.

“Oh, and Sue,” Finn paused when he reached the double doors at the top.

Sue looked up from the table. She was visibly trying to maintain her smile as she waited for him to speak.

“This was fun,” Finn said with a grin.

He cast one last glance at Jun who sat in the corner with his head hung low. The old man was trying to be as invisible as possible and he didn’t even look up when Finn’s gaze passed over him. Finn pushed open the doors and stepped out of the library.

The doors closed behind him softly, and Sue and Jun were left alone in the silence of the large and mostly empty room. That silence prevailed for several seconds while Sue stared at the closed doors. She seemed to be waiting to be sure that Finn had gone far enough away.

Then her mask of calm came off entirely. Her face contorted into a mishmash of unpleasant expressions and she let out a frustrated scream. The sound was thick and full of viciousness and it sounded like a shrill siren in the empty room. She stood up and kicked the heavy oakwood chair backward.

“That arrogant, smug, little brat!” Sue shrieked.

She was red faced and fidgety as she paced back and forth. She looked for where to vent her anger but found nowhere she could truly destroy.

Her eyes went over to Jun and for a second the old man shivered as if he had been locked onto by a predator. He pressed himself further into the shadows.

“What are you looking at, you old bag of bones?” Sue snapped, striding towards the old man, but at the last second, logic seemed to outweigh her frustration. She stilled her fidgety hands and tore her gaze away from the old man reluctantly, taking in a deep breath and smoothing down her clothes.

“Fine. Let him play his games,” she hissed.

With a frustrated movement she brought her hand down in a sharp slash. A diagonal tear in reality opened up right in front of her. It was a jagged and dark opening that looked extremely similar to the spatial tunnels Madoc or Osmund used to travel.

In the blink of an eye the tear pulled her in and closed in on itself. She disappeared into a small point of light and was transported away.

Once she was gone, a very relieved sigh broke the silence in the library. Jun slumped in his seat and his shoulders dropped. The old man could finally relax. He bent forward in his seat and breathed deeply as if he had just been put through the most frightful ordeal of his life.

When he finally calmed down, the look in his eyes changed. It was no longer a look of fear but one filled with indignation and fury. He looked at the empty space where his soul mass had once stood.

“Punisher,” he whispered in pain.

He was still thinking about how the soul mass had been rid of its soul core by Sue. From Jun’s expression that soul core’s importance was much more than it looked on the surface. He squeezed his eyes shut and gripped the edge of the table.

“At least I will be rid of her now. That demoness,” Jun whispered sharply, thinking of Sue and everything he had heard during the conversation.

“And that young man too,” he muttered, his eyes growing distant with calculations and scheming. He was already thinking of means to use what he now knew to his advantage.

Just as he was lost in thoughts, a sharp knock was heard at the library doors.