These demi-humans, despite their somewhat frail bodies, seemed to exude a sense of hunting danger and cruel coldness.
The nobles and ministers were completely dumbfounded when they saw the perfectly orderly procession.
Although some of them did not know much about the Empire's army.
However, the demi-human team in front of them made them clearly aware of their strength.
What is called professionalism?
At this moment, many people began to doubt themselves.
Are they really demi-humans?
Can demi-humans understand human commands?
No whip needed, no food needed, just a snap of the fingers?
Immediately afterwards, Victor slowly walked to Quentin's side.
A hand gently patted his shoulder.
Quentin trembled violently as he felt the heavy weight on his shoulder.
She couldn't help but slowly turn her head, looking at Viktor with immense fear.
“Mr. Quentin, as the director of the Monster Management Bureau, you should know more than I do.”
"Demons also possess intelligence."
Viktor's calm voice rang in his ears.
That's true. The Monster Management Bureau will capture rare monsters that can cause riots and properly contain them.
Among those captured monsters, many were races that had developed some intelligence and did not rely entirely on instinct.
"Then, on what basis do you think that demi-humans lack wisdom?"
"Just because you treated them like wild animals?"
The icy voice seemed to penetrate to the very marrow of Quentin's bones, drilling into his ears.
He trembled uncontrollably, his voice was weak, and his gaze remained fixed on the demi-humans.
The demi-humans felt Quentin's gaze, but remained standing solemnly in place, staring straight ahead, unmoving.
This is clearly an elite force that can completely obey orders!
At that moment, the large hand that had been on his shoulder slowly moved down.
Quentin then felt the oppressive feeling that had made him feel like he was on the verge of death gradually dissipate.
Victor walked up to him, his back to Quentin.
"I hope you understand one thing: I am their master."
"It's not your place to tell us what to do."
The moment the words left his mouth, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the raven on his shoulder.
The next moment, a pair of huge, jet-black wings suddenly sprouted from Viktor's back.
Red light flowed among the feathers, while patches of black scattered in mid-air.
Its wings fluttered slightly in mid-air, as if trying to drive away all the unwanted people.
The ministers stared at Victor's newly sprouted wings, as if they had realized something terrifying, and were so frightened that they all shrank back into the hall.
Characteristics of a demi-human? No!
That's something only magic could do.
Quentin, still trembling, tentatively asked Victor:
"Count Victor, are you... really human?"
Viktor merely turned his head and glanced at him with a cold look.
"I am not human."
"Could you be...?"
The mocking words rained down on everyone, making their hair stand on end.
In Viktor's eyes, they were like a group of primal beasts stripped naked.
Make them feel ashamed.
After a long silence, a hearty yet weathered laugh came from the throne.
It seemed to dispel all the oppressive feeling in the surroundings.
The noble ministers finally made a move; they turned around and saw the emperor slapping his chair and laughing loudly.
Aubrey's laughter gradually subsided, and he smiled as he said to the princess:
"Wasn't this already prepared?"
"Aurelian, go with your teacher without worry."
These words struck the minds of all the ministers present like a bomb going off, leaving them completely blank.
There seemed to be a slight, sharp tremor in my ears.
The emperor agreed.
As Aurelion sat in her chair, watching Victor's retreating figure, a little star involuntarily flashed in her eyes.
I felt nothing but boundless admiration.
Emperor Auberley looked down at the princess sitting below with affection and said with a smile:
"Go on, Aurelion."
"Don't let me down."
...
The raging snowstorm danced wildly in the sky, and the howling wind relentlessly tore at the visitors' skin.
On the vast, boundless snowfield, there seemed to be no trace of life.
A group of guards and knights trudged through the deep snow, their steps faltering.
Beneath the snow-covered landscape, an extremely heavy stench of blood rose from the earth and permeated the air.
A faint voice rang out.
"We've arrived. This is the site of the decisive battle."
"That is, the place where demons once appeared."
Led by General Vladimir's second-in-command, Dick, the third-in-command of the Pale Magic Guild, this army from the capital is conducting an investigation into the demon incident in this area.
The second prince tumbled off the sled, wrapped in a thick fur coat, his breath coming out in the cold air as he looked around.
He quickly narrowed his eyes.
"The aura of a demon."
The second prince could clearly sense that demons had indeed appeared here.
And this bloody smell...
Is it rage?
A deep, viscous voice slowly reached his ear.
The second prince had no time to reply to Yem; he simply looked up and gazed ahead.
Looking out at that stretch of icy sea.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
