The Author's POV

I felt a sudden sense of amusement rise from within me as I stared at Octavious.

Even though I couldn't tell at first, he really did look like Melissa from up close. Was that possibly the reason for my sudden sense of amusement?

I couldn't tell.

Turning my attention back toward the reporters, I continued.

"You people are probably unaware about what truly transpired before a bounty was put on my head, however, if I had to summarize what happened, I would say..."

Leaning my body a little, I placed my hand underneath my chin and looked upwards.

"Hmm, I guess you could say that I did what the Union couldn't do for quite a while, and that's actually doing some damage to the Monolith."

"..."

Silence.

Once again, despite of the words I just said, no one was able to say anything as they just continued staring at me with a dumb look on their face.

They were apparently still processing what I previously told them.

Regardless, I continued.

"To summarize what happened between me and the Union, it would be like this..."

Raising my hand, I pointed at myself.

"I, Ren Dover, dealt more damage to the Monolith than the Union ever had in their whole existence. The piece of recording you just listed was proof of that. Why else do you think the Monolith would be so adamant in using me as a counterparty for the Union to sign the truce? Just for the sake of it?"

I shook my head.

"No, it's cause I can actually do something about them, unlike the Union who can't seem to be able to do anything at this point."

Shaking my head, even more fiercely, I let out a sigh.

"Haa..."

Then, taking out a potion from my dimensional space, I quickly chugged it down.

"Hmm?"

As I was chugging the potion down, I suddenly had a thought.

'Shit, I'm starting to become like Melissa.'

Over the past week, I had been taking the potions as though they were water.

'I need to do something about this.'

I knew that this couldn't keep going in the future. I needed to find a way to completely dispel my mental traumas.

Plack—!

Smacking the potion on the table, I gazed at the reporters.

reason I'm telling all of you this is not because I want you people to realize just how shitty of an organization the Union

my arm, I wiped the side of

about what the Union did to me, at the end of the day, I get their decision. Everyone has

with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing

my words, however,

I wanted to antagonize the Union, I truly did think that

limit] in the past. Furthermore, they were also unaware

their decision, but, I wasn't

unfortunate, this was the

"Haaa..."

let out a long

propped up on the table, I

he isn't exactly guilty, he also isn't exactly innocent. I won't get into too much detail about what he's done, however, he was simply used as a scapegoat by the Union in order to let me come back to the human domain.

I fiddled with the empty potion bottle in front

bashing the Union a lot, it doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do is let everyone know what

about sacrificing you for the benefit

my head, I closed my eyes for a brief moment

side of the Union, if you want to survive in this world, you must prove

not

may have not been apparent now, but,

to let the world realize

I turned my head in the direction of one of the cameras

the Union that you aren't some expandable. Don't just start blaming the Union or every organization out there

I glanced toward the ceiling of

have seen the crack

were currently on the ceiling of the room, I wasn't able to see the reactions

have, then I will let

from how quiet everyone was being, I knew that everyone's attention

The mana density in the world will increase, and so will your talent cap. If previously you had your talent cap to blame for

did some of the current high rankers. You don't want the Union to throw you away? Then you better get stronger, because, in a couple of years' time, the least of your worries aren't going to be the Union nor the Monolith, but it

last words, the eyes of many individuals present in the room started to open

and impassive expressions changed to that ones filled with shock, as some couldn't stop themselves from

speaking, the reporters mustered the courage

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

disbelief echoed throughout the room as the complexion of some of the reporters paled

couldn't blame

catastrophic a cataclysm was. Especially since the second cataclysm only happened eighty

that a third one might happen, people

however, I just wanted to let you know that in the few years that I was missing, I was actually

head, I glanced at Douglas who looked back at me. After a short pause, Douglas nodded his

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

throughout the auditorium as the reporters started talking amongst

it, I

listen well when I tell you this, get your shit together, because in a few years' time, this so-called momentary sense of peace that you are all enjoying will be gone, and what you will see will

about what was

the Demon King soon arriving, it was time for everyone

King,

was an army of demons

at this rate, when the time came that the Demon King arrived on earth, most