บททั้งหมดของ Demon's Evolution: บทที่ 621 - บทที่ 630

The silver-haired woman was as breathtakingly beautiful as I remembered, perhaps even more so with a hint of mature allure. Yet, to my surprise, she was glaring at me with an intensity that seemed out of place.'The dark blue robe signifies that Sia has already attained the rank of Elder within the Blue Magic Tower,' I mused, impressed by her rapid ascent through the ranks. 'To progress this quickly, even without the aid of a system or summons constantly farming experience for me in the dungeon – that is the true mark of a genius.'I had to admit, if not for the unfair advantages bestowed upon me by the system and my loyal summons, there was no way I could have levelled up at such a breakneck pace. Yet here was Sia, matching my speed without any such crutches.It seemed the gods had chosen their favourites, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Sia's accomplishments were all the more remarkable given the obstacles she had overcome through sheer talent and determination alone.

"Two chests of gold coins, a Heroic Medal, and the position of..."“Advisor of Brightwing Academy.”Those who heard the final announcement were taken aback, their expressions shifting from shock to grim realization. The title of Advisor to the Brightwing Academy was not just any position; it was equivalent to that of a vice-principal—a rank held by a Saint-level powerhouse.Now, this young man, once viewed as a mere boy by many of the older nobles, was poised to become an advisor?They could hardly believe it.Such a position demanded vast experience, wisdom, and knowledge accumulated over decades, along with significant contributions to the Empire. The thought of someone so young stepping into this role was almost unfathomable.I turned my gaze to Princess Ladia, who regarded me with a knowing smile. “Do you accept?” she asked, her tone steady.The weight of her question hung in the air, and I could feel the eyes of the assembly upon me, each gaze filled with expectation and disbelie

“Is anyone willing to leave?” Adelaine repeated, her voice steady despite the strange sensation that had washed over her just moments ago. It felt as though someone had scrutinized her very being, peeling away the layers of her clothing and exposing her in all her glory. A wave of vulnerability swept through her, leaving her feeling both exposed and ashamed.Yet, she maintained her composure and scanned the entire meeting room, her gaze sweeping over the gathered nobles. Except for the Dukes, whose statuses remained locked from her view due to her lower level, everyone else appeared to be within her reach.However, there was one peculiar individual among them. Adelaine focused her attention on him, mentally reading the name displayed on her status screen.‘Ethan Ifrit… level 90? So weak?’She cast a quick glance in his direction, noting his unassuming demeanour before shifting her focus back to the rest of the assembly. The contrast between Ethan's apparent weakness and the power radi

When their supplies are cut off, those mighty beastmen will be like lambs on the chopping block—their fate will be sealed!” Gislain declared, his voice rising with fervor as he traced his finger across the 3D map, illustrating his vision of a pincer attack.He indicated the strategic points where his army and Martin’s forces would converge, their combined might poised to strike. “With their supplies severed, the Beast Kingdom’s soldiers will be starved and weakened, ripe for the taking. This will be an assault from two sides, executed by two of our strongest armies.”The intensity in Gislain’s eyes was infectious, and I could feel the energy in the room shift as everyone absorbed the implications of his plan. The idea of launching a coordinated attack from both flanks was not just a tactical maneuver; it was a declaration of our intent to reclaim control and assert our dominance over the battlefield.“Imagine it,” Gislain continued, his enthusiasm palpable. “As we close in on them fro

“But if the Beast Kingdom’s motivation for attacking is territorial expansion, this strike should suffice. They wouldn’t be foolish enough to continue their assault while their city is engulfed in flames.”I turned to Princess Ladia, my gaze unwavering. "The Beast King has grown restless, sensing the absence of the Emperor. He has underestimated you, Your Highness. I would suggest using this opportunity to make him reconsider his choices."My words carried a weight beyond their surface meaning. I had yearned for years of peace, a chance to grow strong enough to walk this world without fear or hesitation. Yet, the path before us was fraught with peril, the consequences of our actions far-reaching."I am not a heartless man," I continued, my voice steady. "Though they are our enemies, I do not wish for such bloodshed. This attack will destroy an entire city, killing hundreds of thousands of innocent lives – men, women, children – none will be spared from the devastation."I paused, allo