rilyn wore a fancy dress, and she was surrounded by two n. Both n appeared like casual, mindless brutes who had nothing but muscles going for them.
But once again...
"That woman down there is a demon. The two beside her are like the Telekinesis guy though. Their souls are suspiciously pure."
"I see..."
At this point in ti, rilyn was still only a Grade 22 succubus.
But unlike most grading systems, succubi were special.
After all, they don’t actually focus on power. If anything, to grow more powerful, they needed to age, since like all demons, the older you are, the purer your demonic energy is.
By that logic... if she never trained for several thousand years, she’d reach Grade 22 easily.
And since ti works differently in the Demon Realm, it was a real possibility.
Yet the most important thing about a succubus’s powers was their charm. I wasn’t affected because of my ntal resistance ability, but everyone else, including the people around , would get chard.
So by that logic, whenever a fight breaks out, she’s the first person I need to kill. Otherwise, she’ll turn the entire gala against us or the emperor.
"Look at the pair of honkers on that one, eh?"
Alicia leaned in and glanced down.
"Oh? Never mind. They’re fake. I was wondering who kept buying up all my breast enlargent potions. Instructor rilyn... you naughty hyena. Huehehehe."
"Isabelle or lina... could you shut her up, please?" I pleaded.
The two of them nodded at with exhausted expressions and dragged the flailing and cussing Alicia away.
With that, silence once again descended as I continued staring at everyone coming and going downstairs. There were way too many commoners, and because of that, before the gala could even officially start, one ruckus after another broke out.
And seeing how the majority of those people were drinking the alcohol Alicia spiked, I was kind of afraid an orgy might break out in the middle of the gala.
...Though to be fair, it’d be funny to see.
Heh.
"You have that weird grin on your face again," Clentine said.
Then she began massaging my face, and all the while, the minutes ticked down quickly as thousands more people filled the ballroom.
And in the end, once I heard distant yet loud footsteps coming from the imperial entrance of the palace, I knew the emperor and his family were about to erge.
Of course, that also ant it included Isabelle, who had gone downstairs around five minutes ago.
Finally, the gala was about to start.
I leaned over and stared at the imperial entrance.
Just then, a man wearing a familiar monocle stepped inside the palace. He wore a long black coat, and despite there being so many people inside, he stood out like a sore thumb.
And not even a second after he walked inside, he glanced up, eting my eyes directly and smiling at .
A feeling of dread suddenly ran down my spine. He hadn’t even used a bit of his energy, but his sheer presence alone was enough to intimidate .
William...
I didn’t expect him, of all people, to be here.
But since he’s here, our odds of preventing the emperor’s death have decreased drastically.
During the Project, I had speculated he was around the headmaster’s Grade. However, now that I was staring at him, I couldn’t feel the extent of his energy. Not to ntion, if the difference was so drastic that he could intimidate without using any energy, then that could only an one thing...
He was on the level of a Demon King.
A mid-Grade 75, or maybe even Grade 80.
I was strong, but if I had to fight a Demon King in my current state, I wouldn’t even last a second.
"..."
"H-His soul is really dark," Clentine said.
"Yeah. He’s the sa guy who experinted on ."
She suddenly froze.
However, Kevin, who stood beside , also heard what I said.
"Experinted?"
I turned to him and smiled.
"I was tortured for a little bit. That’s why I beca so strong so quickly."
I didn’t feel the need to hide that from him, since what would be the difference?
Would he be jealous that I was tortured to beco powerful?
Obviously not.
"I’m sorry. I didn’t know."
"No need to be so apologetic. You’re not the one who tortured ," I replied with a chuckle.
He just stood there uncomfortably. In the anti, William finally looked away from and continued ahead, trying his best to mix in with the crowd.
And just a few minutes later, the steps that had been echoing from the imperial entrance grew even louder, until finally, the giant doors slowly opened, revealing ten people.
In the very front was the old emperor. He wore his fancy crown and crimson attire. All the while, he limped forward with his cane. Behind him were his two beautiful wives, and behind his wives were his children.
Princes and the lone princess, Isabelle.
She looked very uncomfortable being there. If anything, she walked a step or two behind the rest of her ’siblings.’
Though I guess that makes sense, since she never really liked any of them. After all, most of these royal or imperial families had squabbles for succession. Even though she didn’t want to be the empress, she was still included in that squabble.
It’s stupid.
Despite that, the emperor eventually arrived in front of his throne, and once his two wives sat beside him, the entire palace fell silent.
"He’s got a funny beard..." Clentine murmured.
I pinched her thigh, causing her to yelp slightly as she pouted and finally shut up.
After a brief mont of silence, the emperor coughed twice and then slamd his cane into the ground.
"I’m happy so many of you managed to make it to the gala today," he said, his smile widening slightly.
"But I suppose the question still stands... Why have I called all of you here today?"
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