But I Refuse!

"We can start cleaning up the aftermath. Try to keep those prisoners alive."

King Joseph, wearing a composed smile, withdrew his gaze from the two enormous mushroom clouds outside the window and turned to issue an order to his Void Familiar, Sheffield.

Armies were not particularly useful, but one could not do without them. Besides, their presence made things livelier~

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Sheffield met his gaze with eyes brimming with affection, then rose elegantly, displaying her proud figure and curves.

Unfortunately.

Joseph was interested in anything amusing, except beautiful women.

So even though he understood Sheffield's feelings, he pretended not to notice, regarding her solely as an obedient and useful subordinate and Familiar.

"No rush. Let's talk for a while first."

Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out within the splendid hall, causing Joseph and Sheffield's expressions to change drastically.

The next moment.

They saw the great doors slowly swing open.

A handsome young man dressed in white stood there with long pink hair, a white-hilted sword in a brown scabbard hanging at his waist. Beside him lay two royal guard knights in pools of blood.

He wore a smile more elegant than any noble's, yet his sharp phoenix eyes were so chillingly terrifying that they sent shivers down one's spine.

King Joseph's expression grew grave as he watched Biba Amatori slowly approach without saying a word.

He could remain calm, but Sheffield could not.

"Stop!"

She hurried forward several steps and blocked Biba Amatori's path. The line of runic text on her forehead, meaning "Myozunitonirun," bloomed with an enchanting purple light.

At the same time.

Purple rings of light appeared across the floor, and large numbers of night demons and burly black wolves called Fenrir emerged from within them.

Behind her, a massive pitch-black figure appeared, floating in midair.