The Author's POV

The room was beautifully illuminated by a glittering chandelier placed in the middle of the ceiling.

Click―!

The handle on the door to the room clicked as it was opened, and a moment later, a tall, graceful figure dressed in black clothing that were rather revealing entered the room, casting about.

Priscilla Pertinol didn't look around as she quietly walked toward the far end of the room, where a large window stood.

Arriving at the window, by her side, was a massive, 10-foot-tall glass pane that was gently tilted toward the side of the wall.

Reflected in the mirror was a graceful figure with long pink hair that reached the ends of her back, stopping right above her waistline. Two thin horns protruded from the top of her forehead, separating her hair and leaving her unable to hide her pristine looks that seemed to make any man drool.

Her face was carefully composed in an almost-statuesque placidity, absent even of the slightest emotion as her red eyes gazed past through the window.

"How many people have decided to sign up for the task?"

In the moment that she opened her mouth, the area behind her warped, and a black figure appeared out of thin air, with one knee to the ground and a respectful expression.

"We've received several applicants so far."

"A rough estimate."

"About a hundred or so."

Priscilla's delicate brows furrowed ever so slightly, unable to disguise her annoyance.

"This little?"

"Yes...it appears as though the other houses have put up similar quests."

"I see."

Priscilla gave a curt nod, the hint of a frown on her lips indicating that she did not appreciate having her hand forced in this manner.

"Looks like they caught on to my intentions."

"It appears so..."

The servant answered, his head lowering and his voice becoming quieter.

"What do you plan on doing? Will you still proceed?"

"..."

Silence filled the room as Priscilla contemplated. Originally, she had anticipated having more than a thousand different participants join her on this quest.

It wasn't just about her fame and good looks that attracted people to join her mission; it was also the fact that the monetary reward was high.

high enough to attract the attention of

recruit as many talented people to her

that the other demons would see

though there is a spy within

change in Priscilla's facial features as she peered at her servant through the corners

felt a powerful pressure bear down on his body for a split second before finding it disappear into thin air, and what followed was Priscilla's

"Disappear from my sight."

"Understood."

fade of his words, his figure quietly melted into the background of the room, leaving Priscilla

Tak. Tak.

echo of Priscilla's heels reverberated throughout the room as she walked toward the chair of her desk and

of her arm, the cape followed her as she walked toward the far end of the room, where she opened the

to make do with what I have

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you sure that they

while carefully examining our surrounding environment, his

way he was holding his hands at the edges of his hood, trying to pull it down as far as he could, he

the demonic energy has also started to

"Haa..."

my hand over his shoulder, and shook my

not the only group wearing hoods. If you look carefully, apart from a few,

people surrounding us as we stood in the middle of a large plaza. One look was enough to tell that the vast majority of them were demons, but a closer

course, I was only referring to the people I could

had the same plan as us and were concealing their identities by donning hoods that were

stand out even less as we perfectly blended with

"You're right..."

becoming aware of the other hooded figures

"Has everyone gathered?"

clear and distinct voice reverberated through the room, reaching the minds of each

of everyone present, and there was a slight

control

level of

Tak.

the balcony of a white building that stood adjacent to the plaza, and with the tap of her heel, she drew the

appeared, the faces of many people present changed, unable to hide their

'This is dangerous.'

was comparable to that of Suriol, an individual who had been close to achieving the rank of prince and was the

two of us fight, I might be able to win...but the price will definitely

the fact that she wasn't even one of the strongest demons in this city made me aware of just how dangerous the place I was

notch as I took a

"Hm..."

second figure that was erecting itself behind her. He was also a demon, and he was

was standing behind her while maintaining a calm