The Author's POV

Chapter 627

Monolith headquarters.

Hemlock silently peered beneath the building from the broad window of the room in a lovely area at the top of the headquarters that had been restored throughout the years following the incident in the past.

The one involving a certain numbered individual...

The room he was in was quite spacious, roughly the size of a dining hall. There was a wide red carpet covering the floor, and several paintings were hung along the walls on either side of the room.

With his hands behind his back, Hemlock quietly spoke in an audible tone.

"Jinhao, do you think I'm crazy?"

"Crazy?"

Sat on a black sofa in the middle of the room was Mo Jinhao. The Vice-leader of the Monolith.

His drowsy grey eyes, which were completely devoid of any pupils, flickered as he rested his body back against the sofa.

"What suddenly brought up this topic? Did something happen? "

"No, nothing at all."

Hemlock shook his head before he turned his body around.

"It's just that I went to see an old buddy of mine, and while I was there, I started to reflect on the choices I've made in the past, but in the end, no matter how much I think about it, I can't see myself being wrong. What I'm doing right now...is the only thing that has any chance of saving the human race. This must have been one of the motivations for you to join the Monolith, right?"

"No?"

Mo Jinhao shook his head while looking at Hemlock.

"The sole reason I decided to become a member of the Monolith was because I desired to continue living. I do not share the same concern you have for the welfare of other people. They can all die for all I care."

"I see…"

Hemlock quietly nodded to himself as he listened to Mo Jinhao's words.

"…So you joined the Monolith because you wanted to survive?"

Reasonable.

After all, there was no other way to survive in this harsh world other than to join the demons.

The people of this world were much too stupid to recognize the harsh reality that was standing right in front of them, despite the fact that it was right before their noses.

Shaking his head once more, Hemlock changed the topic.

"How are the preparations for the war?"

"We're almost ready."

Mo Jinhao replied.

"All of our rankers and the elderly are ready for combat. I've also managed to heal myself from the injuries that I sustained a few years back…"

Mo Jinhao clenched his fists into a ball and spat through his gnashed teeth.

"…I can't wait to see 876 again. For what he did in the past, You'll see how brutal his death will be."

The air in the room fluctuated.

"876?"

Hemlock's eyes suddenly jumped up a little. Focusing his attention on Jinhao he said.

already met him back

"You did?!"

up

a result of his actions, Hemlock lowered his hand in a move to convey to him that he should

We are still in a truce, there's no way I can

"I understand."

Jinhao replied as his face calmed

was precisely at this time when Hemlock cocked his head to the side and examined

"Yes?"

"Mhhh…"

scratched the bottom of

He then mumbled.

you might have a tougher time than you think, at the moment he's

Knock—!

a sudden knock on the

have

Meeting his gaze with Mo Jinhao's, they both simultaneously redirected

"Come in."

responded in Hemlock's place, and the door opened to display the features of a young man

perspiring heavily from the side of his face while clinging to a stack of papers that he was carrying in his hands. His face became

lowered his

which is the likely cause of their deaths. After looking

everything in a

and raised his head, he was startled to discover that Jinahao's and Hemlock's expressions were more

"You may leave."

he could say anything else, with a single wave of Jinhao's hand, the young man was

locked, there was an immediate increase

have a spy within

to

"I believe so too."

and shifted the papers that were lying on the floor in his direction. He

being so specific, and with the deaths of the demons that were supposed to not be known by anyone, it is reasonable to assume that there is a spy

tension in the room rose as Hemlock's brows started

to the words that his "highness" had said to him a couple of years

by

for Everblood. I would

[Understood.]

long after

who was silently sitting back in

you ask

"I have my reasons."

without

adamant Hemlock was at not speaking, Jinhao could only

Knock—!

the door again, and

called

"Come in."

him with

in black entered the space. The demon, in contrast to everyone else who came into the presence of

have you called me here

he sat on the sofa opposite to

He nevertheless remained quiet. There was a hierarchy, and the demons were always ahead of their contractors in terms of

was the sad reality for those

fortunate to know that Hemlock didn't seem to mind Everblood's attitude as

were aware of what was going on there seeing as you are a demon

with his question as he

"I do."

Everblood, who promptly nodded

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