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.

enough to attract the attention of

was obviously not taming the Abyssal Mammoth, which, although difficult, wasn't impossible for her to beat. Her goal was to recruit as many talented people to her side in order to aid her with the incoming

see through her intentions and perform similar mass recruitment

as though there is a

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

one knee, suddenly felt a powerful pressure bear down on his body for a split second before finding

"Disappear from my sight."

"Understood."

figure quietly melted into the

Tak. Tak.

room as she walked toward

a light swing of her arm, the cape followed her as she walked toward the far end of the room, where she opened the large wooden door and then

with what I

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you sure that they won't

carefully examining our surrounding environment, his eyes

trying to pull it down as far as he could, he didn't look much different from

energy has also started to affect

"Haa..."

myself, placing my hand over his

only group wearing hoods. If you look carefully, apart from a few, most people here are also

plaza. One look was enough to tell that the vast majority of them were demons, but a closer inspection revealed that there

only referring to

was mentioning to Jin, there were quite a few other people who had the same plan as us and were concealing their identities by donning hoods that were very similar to the ones

even less as we perfectly

"You're right..."

becoming aware of the other hooded figures that were

"Has everyone gathered?"

distinct voice reverberated through the room, reaching the minds of each and every one of the people who

way into the heads of everyone present, and there was a slight alteration in the

control of demonic

was almost on the level of

Tak.

adjacent to the plaza, and with the tap of her heel, she drew the attention of those who were

she appeared, the faces of many

'This is dangerous.'

that of Suriol, an individual who had been close to achieving the

might be able to win...but the price

fact that she wasn't even one of the strongest demons in this city made me aware of

increased a notch as I took a small

"Hm..."

time, I became aware of a second figure that was erecting itself behind her. He was also a demon, and he was dressed in what appeared to

standing behind her while maintaining a calm and