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Jones leaned back, watching Quill return to his usual easy going demeanor.

He had hoped to surprise him with the revelation, but the young genius looked unaffected.

For Quill, the only drawback with this info leaking was that those aiming to kill him would know he lacked Rune Overload, making them bolder.

But he wasn't concerned because he still had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.

If anyone thought they could eliminate him just because he lacked a rune, they would end digging their own graves.

"So, tell me what you've learned about the rune," Quill redirected the conversation.

Jones took a deep breath and began to explain. "The map I have is really old, showing a civilization in the Eastern part of the planet, located in a tall, mountain long before the Demons took over. "

"They revered the Lightning God's Rune as sacred—not merely a weapon or tool, but a powerful artifact that has many uses," he added, his tone growing more serious.

"In fact, they didn't just use the rune in battle; it also powered their entire civilization for centuries. And unlike standard runes, these variant could continuously strengthen the user." Discover more content at m,v l'e|m-p| y r

Quill paused, absorbed in the discussion but still skeptical. "How do I know you're telling the truth?" he pressed, seeking reassurance.

Jones stood up and retrieved an old book from his file cabinet. The cover was filled with text written in an ancient language.

"That's one of Satoshi's tomes!" Quill exclaimed, recognizing the text. These tomes were rare and invaluable.

Satoshi's name was renowned in the Hunter Association as the originator of breathing techniques and other inventions that empowered humans to stand against demons.

One could argue that without him, the human race would have long succumbed to the demons.

"Yes " Jones confirmed. "We found this during an excavation in the Tier 1 region. You can tell that its the real deal, right? ."

Quill nodded, sensing the aura even without touching the tome. "Why keep this from the Hunter Association?" he inquired, intrigued.

Jones sighed, reclining in his chair.

"The Association is currently under conglomerate control. Frankly, I kept this information hidden because I aim to instigate change from within, but I will need the help of the strongest hunter to achieve that," he answered, his gaze fixed on the genius hunter, subtly hinting at his political agenda.

"So you want me to take on that role because I don't let the Association dictate my actions?" Quill deduced, connecting the dots.

"That's one reason," Jones affirmed, his eyes narrowing with conviction. "But the most important one is your talent. If you integrated with a God's Rune, there's no doubt that you will be unrivaled among Demons and Hunters alike."

"Unrivaled?" Quill repeated, the words resonating deeply with him.

Jones was right; Quill's talent was exceptional, and the young man had grown really strong in a short amount of time. It would be difficult to find someone else like him.

'What should I do ? ' Quill paused, contemplating his options. This could be his best shot at achieving his dream, but it also came with a huge risk.

The Eastern Region, now called the Demon Territory , stretched vast and wide, and this search could take years.

"Can you tell me where exactly the map is pointing?"

"It's likely around the Crimson Blood Region," Jones replied.

"The region controlled by Demon Lord Elizabeth?" Quill exclaimed. He had admired her picture since he was twelve—she was one of his first crushes.

"Yeah, that's the place," Jones replied, taken aback by the sudden change in attitude.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go search for that Rune!" Quill chuckled aloud, all his doubts dispelled after learning their destination.

In fact, meeting Elizabeth in person had become his top priority.

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<Inside a Private Bedroom. >

"Are you really leaving ?" George asked .

He hadn't voiced his concern earlier because of the others around, but now that they were alone, he felt more confident to speak.

"I told you, I'm doing this to grow stronger so we can go to the Demon territory and save your daughter," Reign replied with a nonchalant tone.

But George knew deep down that Anna had never really been the priority. Reign's focus had always been on personal strength, with her safety always taking a backseat.

"How about we go there and negotiate with Demon Lord Elizabeth? I've heard she's a reasonable person. Maybe I can ask her to return Anna to us," he suggested.

"Are you an idiot? Why would she listen to you?" Reign sneered. "Listen, whether it's humans or demons, they won't just grant you favors because you ask nicely."

George sighed heavily, his frustration evident. "Look, Reign, I know it sounds risky, but sometimes diplomacy—"

Reign cut him off with a dismissive wave. "Diplomacy won't work with someone like her. Trust me, I've dealt with enough of these situations. Most people who act like they're doing something for the greater good are just hypocrites pretending for their own benefit."

George persisted, his voice tinged with hope despite Reign's skepticism.

"But she might be different. We have to try every option, Reign. Anna's safety is at stake here. The more we wait, the higher the chance that something will happen to her!"

Reign scoffed, his tone laced with disdain.

"You're naive, and you're way of thinking is just plain stupid. The only way to ensure this goes smoothly is for me to assert dominance. Trust me, overwhelming force is the only language these demons understand. Trying to reason with her will get us nowhere."

"But…"

"Not another word. If you keep pestering me, forget about me saving her. I couldn't care less about her life. I'm only in this for revenge against those three bastards . She just happened to be there," Reign spat out, his irritation evident.

This was precisely why he preferred working alone—to avoid people and their nonsensical arguments.

'Why are humans so dumb and irrational?' he sighed, burdened by his high intelligence, which forced him to lower himself to their level whenever he engaged in conversation.

CLICK!

Their talk was interrupted by the door swinging open. Melissa entered abruptly. "Cyril just woke up," she announced.

Reign's aura flickered momentarily, but he quickly regained his composure. "Don't mention me to her," he warned.

"Okay," she replied weakly.

Seeing Reign's foul mood, George also decided it was best not to engage further.

Silently, he stood up and left the room, leaving Reign alone with his thoughts.

"Is he okay?" Melissa asked George after leaving the room, noticing Reign's unusual moodiness.

George sighed, concerned. "He's dealing with a lot right now. I think he just needs some space to gather his thoughts," he replied quietly.

"Maybe it's really best for him to take some time away," she suggested thoughtfully. "I don't think he enjoys being around too many humans."

George nodded in agreement. "We have to accept that he's different. Maybe it was wrong of us to expect him to understand humans like us," he sighed, grappling with the realization.

Lilith overheard their conversation and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

'Please, not all of us are crazy and aggressive like him. Don't generalize us,' she sighed, feeling that Reign was singlehandedly destroying the reputation of Demons and Devils.