719. Clever Eleanor

Twilight Castle.

The Blood Guards who had once worn scarlet armor and stood watch here day and night like statues were now nowhere to be seen.

Their wills had been permanently twisted, and they were loyal only to Mortis. Now, the vast majority of the Blood Guards had been imprisoned.

"My Lord."

As the two new guards saluted, they pulled open the castle gates for Darean.

In Twilight Castle, which seemed somewhat deserted for lack of guards, Darean made his way to the outside of the throne hall.

From afar, he saw that familiar figure.

Pure white gloves, crisp robes, and that wide-brimmed hat—just as they had been three hundred years ago.

Although he had long since known that the Demon King had returned, when Darean truly saw the Demon King, he still could not help but grow excited.

But he did not step forward at once. His Majesty the Demon King was receiving someone.

"I already know what happened to you. The Demon Descendants did not take part in the rebellion against Rune back then. I will not hold it against you."

The Demon King pulled Gray, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling and sobbing, to his feet and took Dean's Magic Core from his hands.

"Gray, are you willing to take on the heavy burden of leading the Demon Descendants?"

The unexpected question made Gray freeze for a moment, but very quickly, he lowered his head again. "My Lord Demon King... I... I am not strong enough..."

Gray's current strength was only close to the Hall Realm.

"Strength is not the issue," the Demon King said, shaking his head. "I can graft the power remaining in Dean's Magic Core onto you, but you must understand that this is not a reward. Do you have the resolve to