With Sinora's help, Planai slowly freed himself from the heavy shackles and restraining armor. Every movement was extremely difficult, but a new light glimmered in his eyes—the longing for freedom and the future.
He took a deep breath, as if savoring the hope and courage he had not felt in a long time.
Recalling the New King's gentle yet firm counsel, Planai finally made up his mind and prepared to leave the cell with the New King.
The Poet of Great Love silently watched Planai's every move from the side, looking quite satisfied.
Back at Purgatory Corridor Academy, he had wanted a Great Demon Race foreign instructor for a long time. Now, his wish had finally come true. Sure enough, fortune favored those who fought for it.
With three Great Demon Race members among them, his enterprise was bound to flourish, whether in the Northern Continent or the Southern Continent.
The Poet of Great Love stood there with his arms folded, waiting until Planai was ready to leave.
"New King, do you need my title imprint? Based on my guess, my imprint will probably be defensive and related to divination magic."
Planai bowed slightly to the Poet of Great Love and asked.
Performing the Demon Race ritual outside could easily alert the powerhouses of the empires on the surface.
This Helrom Prison, however, was a natural Great Demon Race barrier that could perfectly conceal the aura of the Great Demon Race ritual.
There probably were not many Great Demon Race Trials left in the world, and only a few Great Demon Race members had survived. As long as the imprint was not too conflict-prone, Planai felt it might be useful to the New King.
"Of course. Sorry for the trouble, Lord Planai."
The Poet of Great Love had been about