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 just how shitty of an organization

arm, I wiped

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

with all the information they had at their disposal, sacrificing me was the correct choice. Had I been in their position, I

of the reporters changed when they heard my words,

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

I had taken the [Seed of limit] in the past. Furthermore, they were also unaware of

but, I wasn't so

this was the cruel

"Haaa..."

out

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

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. If you compare me, to him, who by the time was already dead, selling him out was

fiddled with the

it doesn't mean I'm against their methods. All I'm trying to do is let everyone know what type

about sacrificing you

Raising my head, I closed my eyes for a brief

this as a warning from someone who's been on the discarded side of the Union, if you want

not a peaceful

died. It may have not been apparent now,

to let the world realize this now before

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

just start blaming the Union or every organization

glanced toward the ceiling

crack

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

I will let you

being, I knew that everyone's attention was currently drawn

crack will continue to 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

others, but so 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

mumbled the last words, the eyes

ones filled

since I started speaking, the reporters

"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 them

cataclysm was. Especially since the second cataclysm only happened eighty years

third one might happen, people would obviously start

however, I just wanted to let you

at Douglas who looked back

"Isn't that right, Douglas?"

"Yes."

to spread throughout the auditorium as the reporters started talking

it, I continued

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 see will be

the world know about what was about

was time for everyone to

on defeating the Demon King, the Demon King wasn't the only

was an army of demons behind

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