Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

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Eileen laughed.

She looked at the Emperor with the eyes of someone looking at a fool.

"Are you trying to win me over? Or do you think I'm stupid enough to believe the nonsense coming from a human's mouth?"

Eileen always spoke like this. She didn't care about the other party's identity at all.

But the Emperor didn't seem to mind, or perhaps she had long lost interest in these worldly matters. Facing Eileen's sarcasm, the Emperor still shook her head calmly.

"Think back. Have your successive Demon Kings rarely spoken? Have the so-called Demon Kings ever truly cared about you apostles? Throughout the generations, the Demon Kings have always focused solely on your Succubus race among the nine apostle races. Is this really the loyalty of your love? No, all of this is nothing more than the rules of this World restricting those 'Descenders.'"

"It's just that the Descenders have no other choice besides you Succubi. Fate has granted the Descenders great power but has also constrained their behavior."

"Just like how the Demon King's goal is always to lead the demon race to destroy the current world, rather than finding another path for the demon race."

"Just like how the Demon King has unparalleled power but cannot harm you apostles in the slightest. Just like the other eight apostles who never change, except for you Succubi."

Actually, despite Eileen's initial disdain, the Emperor's words still had some impact on the Succubus's heart.

Because it was indeed as the Emperor said.

In the history of the demon race, more often than not, it was the Wisdom Apostles who gave orders on behalf of the Demon King. The Demon King was mostly a profound and silent figure.

Moreover, many of the Demon King's thoughts were not directly expressed by the Demon King himself.

Instead, they were often first "speculated and pondered" by the Wisdom Demon, who then asked the Demon King if they were correct. The Demon King was only responsible for nodding or shaking his head to make the final decision.

Not to mention the Demon King's feelings towards the other apostles.

Apart from work and combat-related matters, there was almost no interaction with the other apostles.

This was why, despite the numerous successions of Demon Kings, except for the Succubus apostles, the other eight great apostles were almost indifferent to it, without any emotions like "reluctance."

The Demon King was, at most, a cold, parachuted superior.

Only towards the Succubus race would he show a hint of emotion.

Previously, Eileen and the other eight great apostles had never given this much thought.

It wasn't until the Emperor pointed it out that Eileen vaguely felt something was amiss.

If this generation's "Demon King" was also like this, perhaps she would really waver a little and reveal a weakness.

But... Unfortunately.

Her Demon King, the new King of this generation, negated everything before.

The Demon King had taken the lead from the very beginning. Even the Wisdom Demon could only keep up with the King's thoughts through constant speculation.

As for caring about the apostles and the relationship between the apostles, Eileen had witnessed with her own eyes how Eris had always maintained the form of a little girl for the King, how the Sorcerer Demons often discussed spells with the King, and how the Great Demon and Sword Demon had always admired the King's martial prowess since their initial sparring at the beginning of the descent.

As for Shermen, hmph, that old hag pretending to be young, just thinking about her made Eileen's teeth itch. This was the only thing she had a little emotion about. After defeating the Emperor and the demon race's victory, I definitely have to teach Shermen, that cheating bastard, a good lesson.

As for the Wicked Demon...

"Heh, if Lordan heard your words, he would probably die with his eyes open." For Eileen, she had never felt that Reji was some kind of Descender from the Emperor's "bewitching" words, but a real, flesh-and-blood, truly great Demon King.

On the other side, the Emperor, who had been very calm until now, finally showed some change in emotion after Eileen's words.

First, there was a hatred for the name "Lordan."

Even after a thousand years and experiencing so much, the Emperor still harbored such enmity towards Lordan, which was enough to show what the Wicked Demon had done during the human-demon war back then.

However, the Emperor quickly adjusted back. Although her expression couldn't be seen clearly under the golden mask, it could still be seen from some subtle body movements that the Emperor was currently puzzled.

She didn't understand why Eileen suddenly mentioned the Wicked Demon.

And die with his eyes open?

Seeing this, the Succubus suddenly relaxed a lot, not as nervous as before.

It turned out that the Emperor was not as omniscient and knowledgeable about many inside stories as she appeared to be. At the very least, she didn't even know that the Wicked Demon had died and the apostles had been replaced.

Eileen had no intention of explaining to the Emperor.

But the Emperor, who had already sensed something was wrong, immediately closed her eyes, as if sensing something. When she opened her eyes again, surprise could be clearly seen in the only pair of eyes exposed under the mask.

"Who is she!?"

The Emperor spoke and immediately projected an image in the air above the great hall. In the scene, a heroic and powerful silver-haired female elf was leading the elven race in constantly resisting the faceless spiritual army.

Although they were far apart, the Emperor, who was extremely familiar with the demon race, could see a certain quality in this silver-haired female elf at a glance, which should have only belonged to the apostles.

But the problem was that the Emperor was very certain that among the nine great apostles of the demon race, there was definitely no such silver-haired female elf.

According to her previous "Descender" theory, apart from the Succubi, once the demon race began invading other worlds, the existing apostles should have been impossible to replace.

Let alone...

"An elf? An elf has become an apostle!?" From the voice alone, one could imagine the Emperor's furrowed brows under the mask.

"Her name is Vielsia, the last princess of the elven race, and also the..."

Reji paused for a moment, finally staring at the Emperor and saying word by word, "Sixth Apostle of the demon race."

For the Emperor, nothing was more memorable than the Sixth Apostle, because that was none other than the Wicked Demon Apostle Lordan, who had caused her the most pain a thousand years ago during the human-demon war.

"Impossible."

"This is impossible."

The Emperor said it twice in a row. She was extremely shocked, her eyes fixed on Reji.

"Did you do this? Are you not a Descender? No, that's not right. Only a fellow 'Descender' can use 'his' relic. The fact that you are a 'Descender' cannot be wrong."

"But why..."

The Emperor muttered to herself, but quickly returned to her previous calmness. Perhaps some error had occurred in between, but as long as the core point remained unchanged, with the Demon King still being a Descender, that was enough.

"After saying so much, you're here to stop me, right?"

"I think as the Demon King, you should have also realized that if you continue to let me consume humans like this, you, under the 'rules,' will soon disappear. This is also why you are so anxious to come and find me."

"But have you ever thought that once you kill me, as the leader of all humans and the strongest among humans, will the currently precarious humans be able to support your continued existence as the 'Demon King'?"

Eileen was actually worried about this point too.

Now that the Emperor had pointed it out, seeing her seemingly fearless appearance, the Succubus said coldly, "Then we'll completely seal you, just like how the Hero treated us back then!"

"Is that so? It seems you really like him. Yes, I can understand you. I was once like you too..."

The Succubus was willing to spare her for the sake of preserving the Demon King, not killing her but going to greater lengths to seal her. The Emperor shook her head, as if touched by her, the few remaining beautiful memories deep within her.

Unfortunately, memories were just memories after all.
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Sometimes, if happiness and beauty were destined to be lost, perhaps it would have been better to have never experienced them at all.

Just like if she had never seen the sun.

Then she wouldn't be afraid of the darkness like she was now.

"Thank you for being willing to talk with me for so long."

"What I said just now might be more than what I've said in the past thousand years combined. I'm also aware of the reason why you haven't taken the initiative to attack me. You want to probe me through conversation and figure out what the 'Hero's Relic' on me is, right?"

Eileen didn't show it on the surface.

But in fact, her heart sank.

Because the Emperor had hit the nail on the head.

She didn't have the mood to chat idly with the Emperor here. What Eileen hoped for was to lure the Emperor to speak more through her own efforts. The more the other party spoke, the more information the Demon King beside her could obtain, and perhaps find clues to open up a breakthrough for the upcoming battle.

But it seemed that her little thoughts had long been seen through by the Emperor.

Not only that...

"The relic you want to know about is right here."

The Emperor raised the scepter beside the armrest of her seat. In fact, it was discovered that the scepter was just an outer shell, and what was truly wrapped inside was a sword glowing with a strange light... a holy sword.

Touching the holy sword, Eileen actually saw the two words "gentleness" on the Emperor's body. The focused and obsessed gentle caressing movements on the holy sword were definitely not an act.

But soon, the sword's edge turned, and the aura on the Emperor's body also rapidly rose, becoming cold, resolute, ruthless, and even a little... crazy.

The radiance on the holy sword instantly enveloped the great hall. This light force made Eileen's skin sting, and she had to raise her hand to block it. But the Succubus still kept Reji behind her, her entire body tense and on guard, ready to respond at any moment to the Emperor's upcoming attack.

Wait.

What was she going to do!?

Eileen went from being on high alert against the Emperor's powerful aura to confusion, and finally to the current state of disbelief and utter shock.

Because she saw that on the golden throne, the Emperor, who held the holy sword that had reached the peak of power, made a choice next. It was not to point the blade at them.

But at herself.

The tip of the holy sword was only an inch away from the Emperor's heart. By the time Eileen reacted and wanted to stop her, it was too late.