Lucifer couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. This wall was actually useless. If it could only take his attack at fifty percent, what if he had used full strength?
And even this fifty percent wasn't actually fifty percent of the S-Rank strength. It was only fifty percent of what Lucifer was able to use, which was only a fraction of his potential already.
Also, if the wall couldn't take his strength, what about his Decay?
Curious, he shifted his gaze between his hand and the wall.
As Caen had said, he didn't use his decay on the already damaged portion of the wall. Instead, he moved over to the side.
He slowly raised his right hand.
Caen already knew what Lucifer was trying to do. He was also curious about it. They hadn't actually tested the wall against Decay. Was it actually going to resist or get destroyed right away?
Without taking much time, Lucifer placed his fingers on the wall, letting his Decay take full effect.
The outcome was somewhat according to his expectations. The wall started slowly getting destroyed. Under his strength, the wall didn't resist this ability of Lucifer.
Without doing much damage, Lucifer removed his fingers.
"It seems like the Decay of yours is too much for the defense of the wall. But don't worry, you can practice that ability on other things," Caen chimed in, feeling like Lucifer might be disappointed.
What he didn't know was that Lucifer was actually much more relaxed now. If the wall had resisted his ability, he would have felt much worse since that meant this place was capable of stopping him.
"Anyway, you can start practicing here if you want. I'll send someone to repair the wall," Caen said. "Let's leave. I'll show you other places."
Caen and Lucifer stepped out of the place.
Just like the previous floor, this floor was also very big. It had tens of rooms, but only a few of them were shown to Lucifer since the rest were just bedrooms for guests that weren't here.
After a tour that lasted for close to half an hour, Caen finally brought Lucifer to his bedroom.
Opening the bedroom, he revealed the place.
"This is where you will stay. There's an attached bathroom. You can take a shower inside as well. As for clothes, you don't need to worry about them. We have someone who will deliver you the clothes. Also, I'll regularly check up on you to see if you need anything or not. If you want anything or find anything lacking, you can tell me then."
Caen said a lot of things about the room and what to do later, but Lucifer didn't place much focus on them. He instead gazed at the room, which seemed like a room at a seven-star hotel. It had everything a person could need. It was just like a room for a king, completely unlike what he had at the facility.
These people were really showing some sincerity, but it also made Lucifer a bit more suspicious of them.
'It doesn't matter. I'm using them, not them,' Lucifer thought as he tried to convince himself before he stepped inside the room.
"When will you tell me the location of the facility and get me there? You said you'll help me if I came with you. I came. Now help me achieve my goal. I want the location," Lucifer told Caen, reminding him what he was here for.
"Of course. I remember. We never lie, so we certainly will help you. But as I said before, attacking blindly is useless. You know the APF, right? The guys that you fought were the weakest of them."
"The strongest of them will be there, protecting your enemy. We need a plan. So just stay here for two days. We'll give you all the details, give you some training and knowledge so we can destroy that place easily," Caen explained.
"We already have a plan. But it needs time. So we need two days. After that, watch how we destroy that place," he added.
"We?" Lucifer asked, frowning. What did he mean by 'We'?
"Of Course I meant we. The Variant Uprising. As I said, you're a part of our family. We would certainly come with you and help you in your revenge," Caen answered, smiling.
"My revenge is only mine. I'll kill them myself. No one else."
Hearing Caen's reply, Lucifer was upset. His life had no meaning. He didn't even know if he could ever die. His family was already gone. He was all alone in this world where he could call nothing his own.
The only thing he had for himself was his revenge. No one was allowed to take that from him. He needed to kill Doctor Rao with his own hands.
Understanding Lucifer's concern, Caen tried to explain.
"I know what you're thinking. But don't worry. I don't mean that we will take your revenge for you. We know how special revenge is for a person. We'll let you do the honors."
He slowly stepped back towards the door as he continued his explanation.
"We'll only hold the APF back, so they don't interfere in your revenge. As I said, we will explain everything in two days. For now, you should rest," he said as he stepped out the door.
"That's better." Lucifer nodded his head.
"Wait a minute, my gloves!" he suddenly remembered as he raised his hands. He didn't have the special gloves. How could he sleep in a bed without destroying it at night because of his Decay?
"Ah, right. Wait for a little. I'll arrange for that too," Caen told Lucifer before he closed the door.
Walking back, he again entered the lift, which took him back up.
As Caen stood inside the lift, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sigh, it's so tough to act nice. I feel like vomiting already," he muttered as he rubbed his head. "I would never have done it if it wasn't Vega telling me to do it. Smiling so much, I feel sick."
"But at least we have Lucifer now. Just a little more. As long as we can make him appreciate us and become a part of us, it would be worth it," he added.
Stepping out of the lift, he walked to the room where a meeting between Vega, Isona, and Dion was taking place.