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.

met him back when I

"You did?!"

jumped up from

hand in a

are still in

"I understand."

as

time when Hemlock cocked his head to

"Yes?"

"Mhhh…"

scratched the bottom of his

He then mumbled.

might have a tougher time than you

Knock—!

sudden

have

with Mo Jinhao's, they both simultaneously redirected their sights to the

"Come in."

the door opened to display the features of a young man with short black hair and a lanky

side of his face while clinging to a stack of papers that he was carrying in his hands. His face became noticeably paler the instant he

then lowered his head

eliminated, which is the likely cause of their deaths. After looking through the

everything in a single

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

"You may leave."

else, with a single wave of Jinhao's hand, the young

was an immediate increase in the level

a spy

one to speak, as he expressed his

"I believe so too."

direction. He then

targets being so specific, and with the deaths of the demons that were supposed to not be known

rose as Hemlock's brows started to

had a startling flashback to the words that his "highness" had said to him a couple of years ago,

by tapping on

I

[Understood.]

got a reply not long after

sitting

did you ask Everblood to come

"I have my reasons."

replied without saying anything

adamant Hemlock was at not speaking, Jinhao could only

Knock—!

wasn't long until someone knocked on the door

you called for

"Come in."

gestured him

entered the space. The demon, in contrast to everyone else who came into the presence of both Jinhao and Hemlock, seemed to take their presence

have you called me

sat on the sofa opposite

quiet. There was a hierarchy, and the demons were

reality for those who

know that Hemlock didn't seem to mind

spies operating in the human domain have vanished. I was wondering whether you were aware of what was going on there seeing as you are a

his question as he directly asked Everblood the

"I do."

who promptly nodded

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