On the road to expanding his territory, after Dorkas, an especially stubborn holdout, was removed.
Charles benefited greatly.
Not only had he gained two more Greater Demons, he had also officially acquired a fifth-rank Demon Lord as his subordinate.
Moreover, the territory that had originally belonged to Dorkas now automatically fell under Charles's command.
As Charles once more took his seat upon the Iron Throne atop the Wizard Tower.
He gazed down at the raging winds beneath the jagged peaks.
At this moment, boundless satisfaction rose within Charles's heart.
This satisfaction did not merely come from within—it was something tangible.
The Sea of Laws surging through the sky granted Charles even greater Authority this time.
The Greater Demons, along with Dorkas, whose severe injuries had yet to heal, had just been sent to the summit of the Wizard Tower and appeared upon this platform.
After Dorkas dropped to one knee and saluted Charles.
He saw violent Law energy begin pouring into Charles's body.
At that instant, Dorkas felt utterly bereft.
He had lost something immensely important.
The Authority of the Abyss World.
Though this Authority had only rested upon him for a short while.
The joy and power it brought were sensations beyond words.
Who would not like power that could be gained without effort?
Yet now, this precious thing, along with his other precious possession—his freedom—was leaving him just like that.
The Authority had fallen into Charles's hands.
Charles felt his strength rising, just as Dorkas had thought.
The pleasure brought by the power of Authority was simply deadly.
Charles was no exception.
He took a deep breath, as though a gale had risen atop the Wizard Tower.
Charles slowly said, "Not enough. Still not enough!"
"I want you to continue fighting for me, to seize more territory!"
"Every