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My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 432 - 434: Irrefutable Evidence · Oct 23, 2026

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401 Chapter 401 - 402: Money Making Mechanic 2026-10-23
402 Chapter 402 - 403: Trouble In His Future 2026-10-23
403 Chapter 403 - 404: Knowledge In The Dark 2026-10-23
404 Chapter 404 - 405: Separation 2026-10-23
405 Chapter 405 - 406: Closest To His Heart 2026-10-23
406 Chapter 406 - 407: I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream 2026-10-23
407 Chapter 407 - 408 Death Seeker 2026-10-23
408 Chapter 408 - 409: Ten Thousands Foes To Sanity 2026-10-23
409 Chapter 409 - 410: Whisper From The Heart 2026-10-23
410 Chapter 410 - 411: Whisper Coin 2026-10-23
411 Chapter 411 - 412: Ruin Knight 2026-10-23
412 Chapter 412 - 413: All Things Unwhispered 2026-10-23
413 Chapter 413 - 414: A Master Of Denial 2026-10-23
414 Chapter 414 - 415: Cruelty Of The Truth 2026-10-23
415 Chapter 415 - 416: Dual Attribute 2026-10-23
416 Chapter 416 - 417: What Comes After Ruin 2026-10-23
417 Chapter 417 - 418: The Last Ascendant 2026-10-23
418 Chapter 418 - 419: The Silent Halls Without War 2026-10-23
419 Chapter 419 - 420: Full Circle 2026-10-23
420 Chapter 420 - 421: Legends Of Tomorrow 2026-10-23
421 Chapter 421 - 422 /423: Signs Of Trying Times 2026-10-23
422 Chapter 422 - 424: Ice Bath [bonus Chapter] 2026-10-23
423 Chapter 423 - 425: Assertive 2026-10-23
424 Chapter 424 - 426: Gladstone 2026-10-23
425 Chapter 425 - 427: The Expected Incident 2026-10-23
426 Chapter 426 - 428: Relaxed Too Soon 2026-10-23
427 Chapter 427 - 429: A Father Before A Distant Ruler 2026-10-23
428 Chapter 428 - 430: Lumos 2026-10-23
429 Chapter 429 - 431: Grand Duke 2026-10-23
430 Chapter 430 - 432: Nostalgia 2026-10-23
431 Chapter 431 - 433: From Victim To Villain 2026-10-23
432 Chapter 432 - 434: Irrefutable Evidence 2026-10-23
433 Chapter 433 - 435: Morning Tea 2026-10-23
434 Chapter 434 - 436: Damon The Ascendant 2026-10-23
435 Chapter 435 - 437: May I Have This Dance 2026-10-23
436 Chapter 436 - 438: Gardenias 2026-10-23
437 Chapter 437 - 439: Someone I Have My Eyes On 2026-10-23
438 Chapter 438 - 440: Has Never Known Humility 2026-10-23
439 Chapter 439 - 441: Gap In Power 2026-10-23
440 Chapter 440 - 442: Honor Bound To Leave 2026-10-23
441 Chapter 441 - 443: The Duke’s Evil Intentions 2026-10-23
442 Chapter 442 - 444: Reunion To Ruin 2026-10-23
443 Chapter 443 - 445: Blast Away 2026-10-23
444 Chapter 444 - 446: New Type Of Bullying 2026-10-23
445 Chapter 445 - 447: Oath 2026-10-23
446 Chapter 446 - 448: Unrelenting 2026-10-23
447 Chapter 447 - 449: No Payment For A Hero 2026-10-23
448 Chapter 448 - 450: Racist, Supremacist Assholes 2026-10-23
449 Chapter 449 - 451: Catching Damon Grey 2026-10-23
450 Chapter 450 - 452: Welcome Back To Aether Academy 2026-10-23

Damon remained relatively quiet ever since they began recounting their journey—how they had crossed not just one but three danger zones.

Each more dire than the last.

Well, at least Lysithara had places where weaker creatures could hide. But the truth was obvious. Had they not reached First Class by the time they entered the Whispering Forest, they would’ve died.

If they hadn’t crossed the Duhu Mountains when they did, they would’ve been caught by demons… or turned to ash by Ashergon.

Damon wasn’t the only one who stayed silent.

Matia sat beside him in a flowing black dress that matched her long, ink-dark hair. Taciturn as ever, she hadn’t spoken a word—barely touched her food.

Come to think of it, Damon had noticed something odd.

Ever since she became a Shadow… she didn’t need to eat.

By now, everyone at the table was fully absorbed in the story—noble or not.

They listened as Damon’s party told how they were hunted by redcap goblins and war trolls, how they crossed the cursed peaks of the Duhu Mountains.

How they entered the Whispering Forest.

And when the tale reached the moment they were trapped in the Beldam’s Nest, one of the maids gasped aloud.

She quickly clasped her hand over her mouth. But no one reprimanded her—not even the Duke.

Everyone else was too stunned.

The Duchess, Annalise, sat motionless, her eyes drawn toward the other end of the table—toward Damon.

A mere boy, and yet…

He had killed a Rank Four monster, using nothing but cunning and wit.

And he had done it just days after reaching First Class.

Even the famed Seras Blade couldn’t compare to that level of achievement so soon.

After that, he had led his party into the ruined city of Lysithara… faced horrors. Triumphed.

He was the embodiment of the phrase.

Trauma creates triumph.

Of course, not every part of their journey was shared.

They left out Sylvia’s possession.

There was no mention of the Unknown God, or Mugu, or Ashcroft.

But they spoke at length about Valarie.

Her wisdom. Her kindness.

Damon clenched his fist beneath the table, remembering her final words to him.

She had asked him to create something beautiful.

By the time they reached the end of their tale—the Riddle of the Keeper of False Truths—it was already late into the night.

From beginning to end, Damon had barely spoken.

He let his companions speak. Trusted them to carry the narrative.

And they did.

They never downplayed his contributions. If anything… they may have exaggerated a little.

At one point, they claimed he never once despaired.

That he was an indomitable spirit of sheer will.

But Damon had broken. Again and again.

Even now, he was just fragments—held together by willpower… and the enchantments of the Pale Crown Armor.

Silence followed as the story ended.

Then—

Softly. Faintly.

The sound of tear drops.

A maid had begun to cry. She couldn’t hold it back any longer.

What these children had gone through…

What they had survived…

It was terrifying.

The Grand Duke wore a solemn expression.

“You have all experienced so much,” he said quietly. “Too much… for ones so young.”

Cassian nodded, his eyes distant.

“I can’t attribute your survival to luck alone,” he said. “Your skill played a part. But you were lucky as well…”

Annalise nodded slowly beside him.

“Most expeditions into death zones end in death,” she said. “That’s why we call them that. For unequipped students to survive… is a miracle.”

Cassian sighed.

“I still remember my first expedition,” he murmured.

“It wasn’t even a death zone. Just beyond the Golden Road… and the entire group was wiped out. I was the only survivor. Death zones are far more dire.”

He turned to glance at his father.

“I believe we should let them rest. It’s been a long and taxing journey.”

The Grand Duke nodded, agreeing silently.

Then he looked at them all.

“Your exploits were legendary,” he said. “A ball will be held the day after tomorrow. I will ensure the world knows what you’ve accomplished.”

He paused. His gaze rested on Damon.

“I swear it… on the name of Grand Duke Damien Brightwater.”

Damon’s fingers twitched.

The Grand Duke’s next words came with a faint, almost warm smile.

“I believe your valor deserves a reward. Having accomplished so much…”

His golden eyes didn’t leave Damon’s.

“If there is something you want… ask this old man.”

Damon bit his lip.

‘If he hadn’t just said his name… I might’ve asked for something—wealth, a title, a cure for magic circuit cancer…’

But something stopped him.

More than fatigue.

He wanted to ask a question.

“Does the name—”

The Grand Duke turned his head, attentive. But Damon caught himself.

His hand instinctively went to the pendant hidden beneath his clothes.

His mother’s.

He wanted to ask about the name Rachel.

Whether the Grand Duke knew her.

Whether the locket—originally hers—meant something.

But something told him… not now.

“No… it’s nothing,” Damon said at last. “I merely wanted to thank you for your hospitality.”

Still—he needed a reaction.

He needed a reason to dig deeper.

To snoop around.

To confirm the whispering suspicion clawing at the back of his mind.

‘If he is… then what are his intentions for me?’

‘If he’s not… then he’s just an old man, glad I brought his granddaughter home.’

Paranoia was one of the few things that had kept Damon alive.

He didn’t want to consider what his instincts were telling him.

But neither did he want to be anyone’s pawn.

The tale of the Grand Duke’s supposedly dead daughter… hit a little too close to home.

If Lilith hadn’t told me… it wouldn’t matter. But now…

He smiled at the Grand Duke—one last time.

“The tamberry cakes were delicious,” he said lightly. “I hadn’t had anything this good since my mother, Ranar, was alive.”

There.

A direct line.

And the Grand Duke flinched. Just barely.

“You’re welcome,” he replied. “I’d be happy to share them with you again.”

His golden eyes remained calm. Too calm.

Damon recognized it. That look.

The look of a man telling a lie. He wore the same expression, too, when he was lying.

‘Now I have to know.’

—

As they left the room and returned to their quarters, Damon’s jaw was clenched.

‘I have to contact Lilith. First thing tomorrow.’

‘I need her political maneuvering to get out of here…’

‘I have a feeling… the old man’s not going to let me leave easily.’

He walked through the long halls, flanked by maids.

‘But first… I need to confirm what I already know to be true.’

‘I need irrefutable evidence.’

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