Why must the devil be Defeated?

The sky gradually darkened.

By the time Shane had finished dealing with all matters related to the Sand Scale Clan, the streets were already shrouded in darkness.

What surprised Shane was that there were no lights in any of the homes in the Enchanting Demon City.

Liel, who was standing next to him, explained,

"At night, the domain belongs to Supreme Sela of the Demon Clan, so we demons do not use lights to disperse the darkness at night. The moonlight above is enough for us."

If this were in any city of the Human Realm, it would probably cause a certain degree of inconvenience.

But not in the Demon Realm.

For one, the moonlight in the Demon Realm was indeed very bright, so living normally at night with only moonlight was no problem.

Secondly, the night vision of the demon races was much stronger than that of the human races, and each one is not lacking in power. A mere darkness is far from causing them too much trouble.

Thus, in the Demon Realm, there were no lights in any city.

Moreover, the moon in the Demon Realm was never obscured; it would rise every night, only its phases changing with the weather.

Perhaps this is a cultural trait unique to the demon races?

"Alright."

Having understood this, Shane no longer cared about it.

With "Outer Destiny" in hand, he was not troubled by the darkness.

Rather, his heightened senses, enhanced by "Outer Destiny," not only provided him with excellent night vision but also allowed him to perceive his surroundings through other senses in case he lost his sight.

The lack of lights at night did not hinder Shane in any way.

Therefore, without much concern, Shane continued walking toward the Enchanting Demon Castle with Liel.

Along the way, Shane thought about how to approach Chafne to grant residential rights in the Enchanting Demon City to the Sand Scale Clan.

However, when Shane returned to the Enchanting Demon Castle, before he had even stepped through the door, he saw an unexpected person.

"Greykville?"

Liel also called out the name of the other party with surprise.

The visitor was Grey whom he had previously met once.

Grey was standing in front of the main entrance of the Enchanting Demon Castle, not approaching the castle, just standing straight there.

It looked as if he was waiting for someone.

And in fact, he was.

"Are you back?"

Grey turned to Shane, his gaze resting on him.

"You're looking for me?"

Shane raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Grey nodded and directly said, "Can we talk for a moment?"

The smile on Grey's face as he spoke was full of goodwill.

Clearly, this time, he wasn't there to cause trouble.

"What do you want, Greykville?"

Liel asked with furrowed brows.

"Don't worry, Liel," Grey glanced at Liel and said, "I just have some questions to ask a rare visitor to the Demon Realm who has also come to Enchanting Demon City. I'm not planning to do anything to him."

Grey's explanation left Liel speechless.

Mainly because the opponent's reasoning was impeccable and Liel could not find any flaws.

She knew Grey had been in the Demon Realm for about twenty years and must have many things he wanted to know.

Liel recalled some things about Grey, then silently stepped back, leaving the space to Shane and Grey.

Shane looked at this mysterious human powerhouse, wondering what was on his mind.

As for Grey, he suddenly said,

"How's Anxi?"

When Grey's words came out, Shane was first taken aback, then quickly realized.

"Anxi?" Shane frowned slightly, surprised and a bit hesitant, "Are you talking about His Majesty, the King of the Mitra Kingdom?"

"I suppose so." Grey smiled, casually saying, "When I left, logically, the throne could only fall into his hands. I've also heard from Hart that he became the King of Mitra, and he has two beautiful daughters. But it's been over twenty years since I last saw him, and I have no idea how he's been doing."

Hearing that, Shane understood.

"You're an old acquaintance of His Majesty the King?"

That was the only possibility Shane could come up with.

But as it turned out, he was underestimating the reality.

"How should I put it?" Grey reminisced, then shockingly added, "Strictly speaking, he and I are half-brothers sharing the same father."

"What!?" Shane's eyes widened in disbelief.

Brother?

Half-brother?

Gray and Anxi?

Does that mean...

"You... you are...?"

Shane looked at Gray, his face a picture of utter astonishment.

Gray pursed his lips and let out a sigh, "My former surname is Mithra, Greykville Mithra, a member of the former Mitra Royal Family who abandoned his princely title and the surname bestowed by my ancestors over twenty years ago and came to the Demon Realm."

Shane fell silent.

He was completely dumbstruck.

This mysterious human powerhouse, recruited by the Bi'an Clan with a level as high as ninety-nine, had origins in the Mitra Kingdom's Royal Family?

And was once a prince? The legitimate Descendant of the Brave?

Damn it!

"Don't be nervous, and don't look at me like that; I'm not here to claim kinship with you." Gray seemed to be amused by Shane's reaction, chuckling as he spoke, "Just as I said, I've abandoned my past identity. I'm merely a former prince. And as for being half-brothers with Anxi, he is the direct descendant of the Royal Family. I'm just a relative from the side lines, born to a concubine of the former king. Without some talent, I could never have attained the title of prince."

Gray spoke these words with utter composure, even nonchalantly.

One could imagine that for him, this identity truly was a thing of the past, wasn't it?

Of course, despite Gray's detached tone, Shane could still perceive much from his words.

For instance...

"You can't just call that a little bit of talent though, can you?" Shane said earnestly, "I thought Aridia was already the strongest of the Human Race, but now it seems you might even be stronger than him."

In terms of level, Gray indeed ranked higher than Aridia.

In terms of strength, Shane felt, Gray would surely not be weaker than Aridia.

After all, as the legitimate descendant of Hero Mithra, this man had managed to win the title of prince despite being a relative from the side lines. It was imaginable that his talent, his Unique Skill, would not be inferior to Aridia's.

And Aridia himself was considered a rare supergenius, so Gray's achievements were likely even more impressive.

For such a person to forsake his status and position, because he fell for the charms of an Enchanting Demoness, spending over twenty years dwelling in Enchanting Demon City, was absolutely shocking.

"I had no idea there was someone like you in the Mitra Royal Family."

Shane couldn't help expressing his astonishment.

Gray remained unfazed.

"It's quite normal," Gray said calmly, "To the Mitra Royal Family, I am already a disgrace, having betrayed the expectations of the nation, the hopes of the Royal Family, even the Races, shamelessly running off to become a pawn of the Enchanting Demoness—pathetic, hateful, and pitiable. Why would they ever voluntarily bring me up?"

Not just the Royal Family members, even the common people no longer mentioned such a prince, which was telling about the extent of their disappointment and feelings of betrayal.

Under such circumstances, it was natural for the Kingdom to strictly prohibit any mention of such a prince.

Now, he was probably completely forgotten by many, not wished to be recalled, wasn't he?

"I hear you are engaged to the Supreme Treasure of the Kingdom?"

Gray's look at Shane echoed the gaze one might give to a younger relative, softening a bit.

Shane found this look hard to endure and shrugged helplessly.

"Haven't you met Luoqi?"

Shane dutifully broached the topic.

"Of course not, I came to the Demon Realm when Anxi had just gotten married. I never had a chance to see his daughter," Gray said regretfully, "But I've heard quite a few rumors about that child. Hart also told me about her, saying her beauty is second only to the Enchanting Demon Lord herself, and she's an astounding genius, even recognized by the Holy Sword passed down by our ancestor. She's much stronger than me, and honestly, I would like to meet her."

"Why don't you go back and take a look?" Shane asked without thinking, "With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to return to the Human Realm and go back to the Mitra Kingdom, should it?"

"Indeed," Gray fell silent for a moment before continuing, "But what right do I have?"

The look in Gray's eyes as he said this was desolate through and through.

However, as forlorn as he was, Gray showed no signs of regret.

"Perhaps from the moment I saw the Enchanting Demoness, I was already a lost cause," Gray said in self-deprecation, "Throughout history, many heroes failed to overcome this very challenge, even former heroes fell captive to the Enchanting Demoness. I used to scorn this, until I met her and realized that none of it was exaggerated."

"Because of that, I was so reckless back then," Gray's voice sounded remote, tinged with melancholy, "I thought that with my talent, my strength, I would surely catch her eye and earn a chance to pursue her."

The saying goes 'youthful arrogance,' and the young Gray truly was full of pride and ambition.

Being able to become a prince despite his side-line origins, valued by the Royal Family, Gray of that time surely must have stood out in looks, talent, and abilities as the best among the Human Race, even considered a hero.

It was understandable for him to think he could pursue the Enchanting Demoness, to the point of risking everything.

But who would have expected...

"For more than twenty years, I didn't even have the chance to speak with the Enchanting Demoness face-to-face."

Gray's voice carried a sense of deep time-worn experience.

"She wasn't even willing to glance at me. Can you imagine what a blow that was for me?"

Hearing this, Shane looked at Gray with sympathy in his eyes.