Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

After the competition ended, Aslit walked into a dark corner and used Teleportation Magic to return to a temporary cave residence.

She removed her mask, sat cross-legged on a stone, and took out a ring engraved with a bat design.

A burst of Black Magic erupted from her fingertip, injected into the ring, and a Black Mist emerged, transforming into a fluttering bat.

The bat hovered around Aslit, and a mature female voice came from the bat’s mouth:

”The results are out.”

”Hmm,” Aslit replied softly.

”Originally, I should congratulate you, but it seems you’re not very happy.”

The bat stared intently at Aslit, whose expression didn’t lie.

The war of revenge was even duller than Aslit had imagined.

Why would her family treat such a cowardly person as a treasure to be nurtured?

Yet someone as strong, ambitious, and hardworking as herself never received the family’s recognition and attention?

Why can a single ”you have no talent” so easily dismiss a person, negating all the efforts she had made before?

”Do I look that unhappy?”

Aslit pressed her face, sneering,

”Hahaha—how could I be? My spirits have never been this high.

Pinning that person to the ground and beating them has always been my dream.

Do you know how much effort I’ve put into this? Do you know how many chaotic scenes I’ve crossed for this?

Yet that person always stood high above, enjoying the treatment I never had.

No matter how hard I worked, I was always left far behind by her.

And today, I finally fulfilled my longstanding dream.

If this weren’t the Dragon God Conference, I would’ve pierced her heart with my long blade, ending her life.

To let that old man in the audience regret for a lifetime.

To show them how foolish their choice was.

I imagine the old man’s face was quite a sight after I left, wasn’t it?

Nothing delights me more than this! How could I not be happy?”

Aslit’s laughter grew louder and more eerie.

Her heart’s cry echoed in the empty cave, like a series of jeers continuously emanating from the cavern.

The black bat flapped its wings, and only when Aslit’s voice gradually subsided, it continued speaking:

”What’s more important than your happiness.

Don’t forget the agreement between us, that power in you wasn’t given for nothing.

We helped you complete the Awakening Ceremony.

Compared to humans, you are closer to our Enchanting Demon race. You are already one of us.

The Human World no longer has a place for you...

”You don’t need to tell me, I already know.

Thank you for bestowing upon me so much strength.

I originally wanted to surprise her when she showed her true strength.

It seems unnecessary now.”

Aslit stretched out her hand, gathering a large amount of Black Magic within her palm, dancing like lightning in her hand. Suddenly, she clenched her fist, and the Black Magic vanished without a trace.

The bat said: ”Control this force well, use it sparingly when possible.

It’s a highly destructive Magic Power, and reckless use would lead to unimaginable consequences.

Alright, the master has established contact from over there, wanting to ask about your situation directly, please report truthfully.

If the master has any Task for you, complete it diligently.”

After speaking, the black bat transformed into a mass of Black Mist, merging in the sky into a large screen.

On the screen, the last glimmer of the sun was swallowed by the horizon, and a pure white moonlight spilled into an elegant castle.

The entire castle was meticulously designed so that during the full moon, the bright moonlight could illuminate everything inside the castle.

Today was indeed a full moon, making the interior of the castle exceptionally bright.

In the main hall of the castle, there was a throne inlaid with rubies, upon which sat an extremely handsome yet extraordinarily pale man.

His platinum hair was styled into a braid, draped over his right shoulder, his right hand resting on the arm of the throne, while his left hand gently swirled the red liquid in a wine glass, intending to savor it delicately; every movement was exceedingly elegant.

This man was none other than one of the current Demon King Four Heavenly Kings, Count Blood—Gula Bolai.

He also led the Demon King’s Vanguard.

No reminder was necessary; upon seeing Count Blood, an irrepressible reverence welled within Aslit’s heart.

For the usually proud Aslit, in front of Count Blood, she was as obedient as a little puppy, lowering her noble head.

This was the man who had given her new life.

”Aslit, you completed everything you were supposed to, right?”

Count Blood’s voice was thick with magnetism and allure; seeing him like this and hearing such a voice, any woman would go mad.

”With the master’s blessings, I have completed my revenge. In the future, I will dedicate my life wholeheartedly to the master’s cause.” Aslit spoke each word with unwavering determination.

Count Blood smiled, bringing the glass close to his lips and sipping gently.

The glass contained blood offered by Aslit, though not particularly tasty, its bitterness from hatred carried its own unique flavor.

”I’m delighted with your loyalty.

Since you’ve finished your tasks, I will arrange new assignments for you.

Because you’re participating in the Dragon God Conference, find a way to secure a top-three position.

Then, think of a way to pass the giant dragons’ trials, and from their managed world knowledge repository, help me investigate some matters.”

”Yes! Master, what do you want me to investigate?” Aslit asked eagerly.

”The entire process and details of past Demon King invasions of this world. Even if you have to exchange Racial Essence obtained at the Dragon God Conference, get it all clear.” Count Blood replied.

”Understood.” Aslit’s response was strong but with a hint of concern, ”The investigation seems too extensive, I’m worried I might not remember everything.”

”Once you secure a rank, Rosalind will teach you Memory Magic, allowing you to scan the contents with a glance.”

Aslit expressed some concern, ”Will the giant dragons allow such an act? I heard they protect highly important knowledge and won’t let anyone take it privately.”

Count Blood drank the remaining blood in one go, ”You don’t need to worry about this. As long as the procedures are correct and conditions met, even a Demon King can enter and leave the giant dragons’ library openly to record the knowledge they desire.”