Transmigrated into Another Apocalyptic World (BL) - Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Chapter 104: Dion’s great imagination Chapter 105: Chapter 104: Dion’s great imagination But Luciel frowned when he didn’t hear anything outside of the room he was staying in.

The room he was staying in was just a makeshift room made by Nina and the others, so it was impossible not to hear others talking.

Even if the others weren’t talking loudly, he should still hear some of their murmurs.

However, it was completely quiet without any voice at all, which was strange.

He looked at his phone and saw that it was only around 8 pm, so it was impossible for everyone to be asleep.

Luciel went outside with a frown and saw that everyone was sleeping in the lounge in disarray.

It was obvious that they were suddenly put to sleep without knowing anything.

There’s only one person awake who was caressing Treyton’s face.

“What did you do?” Luciel asked coldly.

“Oh, you’re finally here; you woke up earlier than I expected,” Dion said while smiling at him maliciously.

“What did you do?” Luciel asked again while looking at everyone who was unconscious.

Luciel saw that the dishes and plates were still on the table, and most of them were unconscious on the sofas with the food in front of them, so the problem should be with the food.

Luciel could see that they were all still breathing and were just unconscious.

Dion didn’t answer his question but started talking nonsense.

“I’ve worked as Treyton’s assistant for three years and wanted to be his lover.

But I haven’t been successful because a lot of people like you are always attaching themselves to him.

I succeeded in driving away most of those people who were attaching themselves to Treyton as long as I saw them.

I was planning to confess to him 3 months ago, but I didn’t expect that he wouldn’t show himself in the office, and then the apocalypse suddenly came.

If it wasn’t for you, I would be the one by his side now,” Dion said with hatred.

“How is that my fault?

As you said, you already stayed as his assistant for 3 years.

So if he was interested in you, you wouldn’t have stayed just as his assistant for 3 years.

It’s not our fault that he just wasn’t interested in you.

Even if you had succeeded in driving away some of his ex-lovers, it has nothing to do with me.

Treyton already said that he didn’t plan to change lovers for the time being.

Didn’t you hear it?” Luciel said.

He really doesn’t understand where Dion got his confidence.

It’s obvious that Treyton doesn’t have any interest in him; that’s why Dion only stayed as his assistant for three years.  Treyton also had a lot of assistants in the past, so he really doesn’t understand what makes Dion think he was special.

“Of course he only said that because you are listening.

If you weren’t here, I’d surely be with Treyton!” Dion said with confidence.

“What gives you that confidence?” Luciel finally asked.

“Treyton had always treated me especially; he didn’t say anything when those lovers of his left.

Which was why I should be the one with Treyton; as long as you are gone, I’ll be his lover.” Knowing Treyton, he surely wouldn’t stop someone from leaving if they really wanted to leave.

And it seemed that his interest in his ex-lovers also wasn’t that great; that’s why he was changing them all the time.

So, he might have been using Dion to chase away those that were more persistent and refused to leave him.

Or Treyton was just unaware of what Dion was doing because he doesn’t care much about his past lovers.

And Dion, who had very great confidence in himself, thought that he could be Treyton’s lover because of it.

“Heh, wow, such great self-confidence,” Luciel sincerely praised.

Dion had such a great belief in himself and had such a great imagination that he could even think of such a thing all by himself without even consulting Treyton about it.

Even Luciel doesn’t think that his relationship with Treyton could last long.

But it seemed that Dion thinks that if he becomes the lover of Treyton, it would be a thing that would last for a lifetime.

Dion was acting as if he owned Treyton already.

Luciel listened to Dion ranting more about a lot of nonsense about how great his relationship with Treyton would be and how he dealt with other people in the past.

Luciel became tired of listening to such nonsense, so he said, “I don’t care.

Just tell me what you did to them and wake them up immediately.” He doesn’t know when the mutant dogs would attack if they were really going to attack them.

But it was already nighttime, so it wasn’t good for Treyton and the others to stay unconscious.

“Ha ha ha.

You don’t want to listen anymore?

Then I’ll help you so that you can’t listen to anything anymore!” Dion said maliciously.

Then Dion rushed to Luciel and thrust a knife at him.

Luciel easily avoided the knife and knocked it away from Dion’s hand.

He easily subdued Dion and kicked him a few times to stop him from struggling.

Luciel then grabbed Dion by his neck to raise him up a little from the ground he was lying on.

“I’ve been tolerating you for so long, and you still dare to attack me?

Do you want to die that badly?” Luciel said coldly while holding Dion’s neck and tightening it a little.

He had allowed Dion to keep talking nonsense because he was a bit curious about why he was doing such troublesome things, but it seemed that Dion was really good at seeking his own death.

“N-no, no,” Dion said while struggling to breathe.

“Oh, so you don’t want to die.

Then why are you seeking death?

I’ve been patiently listening to your nonsense for a long time, but you still have the nerve to attack me?

You are seeking death, right?

Now, don’t talk about any nonsense.

What did you do to them?

Answer properly if you don’t want to die,” Luciel said coldly while tightening his hold on Dion’s throat before loosening his hold to let him speak properly.

“I-I just put some sedatives in the soup they had,” Dion finally told Luciel what he did.

“Sedatives?

Where did you even get sedatives?” Luciel asked.

“I-I took them from the room that was studying animals,” Dion said honestly.

There was indeed a room on the first floor of the laboratory that was enclosed to study animal behaviors, but there are no longer animals in there.

“So, the sedatives you gave them weren’t even for humans but for animals.

How brave of you,” Luciel chuckled coldly while tightening his hold on Dion’s throat.

“Aren’t you afraid that your beloved Treyton would never wake up because of overdose?” Humans and animals were clearly different in terms of size and other things, so sedatives for animals certainly wouldn’t be good for humans.

“H-how can that be?

He would certainly wake up!” Dion said with a firm belief.

Before Luciel could even say anything, he saw Derek coming over while shouting.

“A lot of zombies are coming!” Tsk.

It seemed that the attack of the mutant dogs with zombies is still going to happen just like what was written in the novel.

However, now, Luciel was seeing his plan to just continue sitting around while Treyton and the others could use the attack as an opportunity to get stronger quickly fading because of Dion’s foolishness.

“W-what happened?” Derek asked while looking at everyone who was unconscious.

After Derek just asked about what happened to everyone, they heard a loud crashing sound outside.

“Ask him,” Luciel said and kicked Dion to the side.

“And don’t forget to tie him up,” Luciel added.

Most of the time when it was mealtime, only one of the wind users who had the ability to detect moving objects stayed as a guard outside so that everyone could eat and rest properly.

This time Derek escaped the sedation because he was guarding outside.

They heard another crashing sound, so Luciel couldn’t help but curse, “D@mn!” “Hey!

Treyton, wake up!” Luciel said while violently shaking Treyton.

“If you don’t want to die, wake up now!” Luciel said again.

Luciel tried waking Tryton up, but even when he slapped Treyton in the face, Treyton still didn’t wake up.

After trying to wake Treyton up to no avail, Luciel finally gave up and cursed again, “D@mn it!” “What should we do, Sir Luciel?” “What else could we do?

Of course, fight, d@mn it!” Luciel said and kicked Dion, who was already tied by Derek.

He really wanted to kill such a troublesome person.

Because of him, he had to fight zombies; if not, they were all going to die.

He had already planned what comics he had to read when Treyton and the others started fighting zombies, but because of Dion’s stupidity, he had no choice but to fight.