The Author's POV

My eyes were glued to Edward's body, which was lying on the ground. In my ears, the noise from the crowd was drowned out.

During that moment, I had all my attention focused on Edward.

It wasn't until I saw his chest move that I finally relaxed.

He was still alive.

As he lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, staring at the red sky of the arena, his body was anything but fine.

Taking a deep breath and inwardly praying, I put the device back in my dimensional space and closed my eyes.

'I hope Amanda does not find out about this…'

If she found out I beat up her father...

Shivers ran down my spine.

'...Yeah, let's hope that does not happen.'

What Demon King?

She would probably finish me before that happened.

Well, I didn't think she would go that far, but I still didn't care to find out what would happen.

Keeping this secret under the grave was a sacred duty.

"Haa..."

I exhaled, and slowly opened my eyes.

As I opened my eyes again, I felt everyone's gaze pause on me. A pin-drop silence filled the arena grounds as none of the spectators spoke.

I then glanced toward the right. Nevertheless, I was surprised to find that the demoness had not appeared yet.

She was usually punctual.

'Where is she?'

I wondered to myself as I glanced around the place. It didn't take long for her to appear, as her figure appeared next to me shortly thereafter.

'Ah, there she is.'

Her eyes alternated between Edward and me as she hung open-mouthed. Eventually, she began to announce the match's result. The look on her face never changed as she spoke.

It was still filled with shock.

[…and the winner of the match is White Reaper, officially dethroning the Blood Prince from his Overlord position, and thereby becoming the new Overlord!]

It wasn't long before her words deeply echoed throughout the whole arena.

During a brief pause, the crowd and spectators digested the information before erupting into cheers.

The stadium started shaking as the cheers grew louder.

It was that loud.

My attention briefly focused on Edward's direction before I turned around and moved toward the metallic gates in the distance.

'My job is done, I should get prepared for the big event that is coming soon...'

It was about time I returned home.

***

"Not bad…"

Duke Azenoch's face was tinged with a faint curl as he watched White Reaper's figure slowly exit the arena.

The more he looked at him, the more pleased he became as he mumbled softly.

"He did not make the same mistake as the other one."

Recalling what had happened with SilverStar, the Duke shook his head with evident disappointment.

He was a good seedling. An obedient one.

that he had failed his

only he hadn't

this one isn't all too

Duke Azonech's lips opened enough to reveal

glance, he

that was merely on

request he had asked, Duke Azonech had already come to the conclusion that he wasn't

to

smile on his face deepened

"...A pity."

under

you willingly choose

really believe that he could escape after seeing what

spite of the fact that he could have lived a few more years, he became greedy and

a terrible mistake on

that I have

with his hand, he proceeded to head out of the

him

***

time don't

to my room, the first

around the place, I didn't answer. It wasn't that I didn't want

of my movements was being closely monitored, and given that I couldn't speak to him

of my

all the other matches that

of sight, I

'I know.'

Of course, I knew.

coming at me with the intent of killing me, unlike Edward

the fact that he wasn't going to be honest with

the fight. As if the Duke would ever let himself lose

would be the biggest humiliation in

admit, your skills are more than enough to fight against the Duke had he been suppressed.

paused mid-sentence, and silence enveloped

his sentence to understand what he

then that he

won't be wearing a suppressor and if that's the case, you stand no chance at beating him.

in his direction, I didn't

thoughts were

don't

of four months, he

it for the sake

as I

He also knew this.

there was only a

was still unclear about his real

to kill the demon king and get rid of his curse? But what exactly was this

the fact that time would repeatedly loop for him,

I wasn't sure.

tried asking him, he would always keep his

His silence seemed forced.

someone or something was stopping him from

perhaps the weird chains? This was

all of these unanswered questions aside, I still didn't feel comfortable with the

thinking too much. It'll be just like when you use

cocked my head

didn't know you were the

being able to understand my thoughts, he

were in that dungeon. What difference does it make now?... Are you really that confident in defeating a Duke-ranked

he

how many times you want to die, or how many times you die, you will

ice-cold

But,

hand, he pointed his finger toward

is within your best interest if you don't

***

Clank. Clank. Clank.

inside a small cell, creating a loud

"Ukhh.."

state, Edward glanced toward the other side of the cell and saw a figure standing there. Blinking a couple of times to