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.

you people to realize

my arm, I wiped the side of my

to me, at the end of the day,

priority, my life isn't their priority. They are an organization designed to think the best for humanity, and back then, with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing me was the correct choice. Had I been in their position, I would've probably done the

changed when they heard my words, however, I merely shrugged my

much as I wanted to antagonize the Union, I truly did think

the [Seed of limit] in the past. Furthermore, they

for their decision, but, I wasn't so blinded

unfortunate, this was the cruel

"Haaa..."

out a

my chin with my arm which was propped up on the table, I gazed into the eyes of every reporter

he was simply used as a scapegoat by the Union in order to let me come back to the human domain. If

the empty potion bottle

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

about sacrificing you for the benefit

in my hand. Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a

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

not a

It may have not been apparent now, but, in the very near future, this would

let the world realize this now before it was

forward a little, I turned my head in the direction of one of the cameras

just start blaming the Union or every organization out

I glanced toward the ceiling of the room and

have seen the crack in

on the ceiling of the room, I wasn't able to

I will let you know

I knew that everyone's attention was

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

want the Union to throw you away? Then you better get stronger, because, in a couple of years' time, the least of your worries

the eyes of many individuals

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

speaking, the reporters mustered the courage to speak

"Im...impossible..."

"It can't be..."

"You must be lying."

filled with disbelief echoed throughout the room as the complexion of some

couldn't blame

was. Especially since the second cataclysm

one might happen, people would

you might be thinking that all I'm saying is a load of crap, however, I just wanted to let you know that in the few years that I was missing, I was actually in the dwarven domain and the

glanced at Douglas who looked back at me. After a

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

throughout the auditorium as the reporters

it, I

all know, the other races have gone through what we're currently going through right now. So, 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

better time to let the world know about what was about to come soon, now was the best

King soon arriving, it was time for everyone to wake up from this false sense of peace

was planning on defeating the Demon King, the Demon King wasn't the

was an army of demons behind

humanity kept progressing at this rate, when the time came that the Demon King arrived on