Why must the devil be Defeated?

At the same time, in one corner of the Human Realm, in a luxurious mansion filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a young lady who was enjoying tea suddenly paused her movements and looked up.

"Lady?"

Beside her, a girl dressed in a maid uniform, resembling the young lady almost identically, stood ready with a teapot, slightly puzzled as she spoke.

The young lady did not immediately address her twin-like maid, instead keeping her gaze fixed outside the window, as if she were observing something.

After a moment, the young lady gently put down the teacup in her hand and, with an inexplicable tone, spoke to her maid.

"It seems that the 'test subject' who once took my power has appeared."

This simple sentence caused the maid, poised to pour tea, to suddenly freeze.

For she knew very well what this statement meant.

Thus, the maid remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"Are you sure?"

The maid asked only this one question.

"I should be." The young lady seemed indifferent, saying, "Although the feeling is faint, the other party might have had some emotional fluctuation, preventing them from hiding the power disturbance like before, allowing me to perceive it."

If that's the case, then the matter could almost certainly be considered true.

"What does the young lady intend to do?"

The maid asked softly.

"Me?" The young lady's eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled, saying, "I will do nothing."

The maid was slightly taken aback.

"Don't worry." Seeing this, the young lady said directly, "I have a premonition that the other party will come over sooner or later on their own."

If that's the case, there's no need to do much more—just wait here.

Of course, if this premonition is correct, the implications could be significant.

The reason is simple.

"The meeting between the Three clans is in the Royal Capital of Mitra Kingdom in a month, but I have a premonition that the other party will come on their own." The young lady leisurely remarked, "At this rate, I'm afraid the meeting in a month won't be peaceful."

Besides that matter, the young lady could not think of anything else that could attract those madmen.

"By then, your Hero might get involved."

The young lady said somewhat irritably.

The maid did not respond to this sentence, only silently pouring tea for the young lady, saying nothing.

Seeing the maid's reaction, the smile on the young lady's face gradually faded.

She knew that the maid was worried.

Worried that once she regained her power, something uncontrollable might happen.

After all, if she reclaimed that power, she would become the true basic body of the Demon King.

Plus, with her twin-like maid, two basic bodies of the Demon King gathered, perhaps something might truly occur; they couldn't say for sure.

But that power, she had to reclaim.

Not for anything else, only because if it continued to be left as it was, the Old Demon Clan Faction would certainly exploit it, causing more 'experiments' and bringing misfortune to more people.

It was her power.

Although she had obtained this power from the existence known as the Demon King, it was better for her to guard it than to let it fall into the hands of the Old Demon Clan Faction.

"One month... the meeting of the Three clans..."

The girl—Laischa continued to gaze out the window.

"..."

Lasha quietly watched this scene, silent for a long time.

...

At the same time, Aya Gren also appeared in another corner of the Demon Realm.

She was bowing her head, receiving the accusations of a cold voice.

"I should have told you, unless necessary, not to overly use that power. It seems you didn't quite listen, Aya Gren."

Hearing this, Aya Gren lowered her head deeply.

She did not refute, nor did she plead, as if even if the other party were to cut off her head, she wouldn't blink an eye.

This stance, however, made the voice soften considerably.

Still, the tone of the other party remained merciless.

"Remember, without my orders, you are not to engage in combat, or I will revoke the power granted to you and create a more obedient Great Apostle."

Leaving these words, the other party seemed to vanish.

Aya Gren did not immediately raise her head, maintaining this posture for a full ten minutes before finally lifting her head.

"The power granted to me...?"

Aya Gren could only bitterly mutter to herself.

"If possible, I really don't want this so-called power."

Unfortunately, whether in the past or now, she seemed to be suffering from this power.

Because neither the past power nor the present power brought her anything but misfortune.

Two forces, one from her lineage, one from legend and tale.

And yet, neither was something Aya Gren could easily control.

"If I were as strong as my sister, could I completely dominate these powers?"

Aya Gren's voice slowly spread.

"But I've already become stronger than my sister..."

A melancholic confession resonated under the moonlit night, lingering for a long time.

...

Moon Demon Territory, Central City.

In a remote countryside, a small settlement had somehow emerged.

Within the settlement, members of the Ice Woman Clan had awakened, surrounding Hette Yada, listening to her instructions.

"From today onwards, this will be your temporary home."

Hette Yada spoke in a cold voice, as if not addressing her own clan, sentence by sentence.

"This place is quite secluded, and with Lord Sera's instructions, no one will come by to disturb you."

"You can rest here peacefully, recover your bodies first, and slowly restore your state."

"You've been asleep for too long, at least a millennium."

"The thousand-year freezing, paired with the out-of-control explosion before the freezing, has left your bodies unprecedentedly weak."

"Therefore, for your safety and to give you a place to recuperate, Lord Sera has allocated this area for our use."

"Remember, recover your bodies, so that you may continue to serve Lord Sera."

Hette Yada instructed them sentence by sentence.

The group of Ice Women Clan members stood quietly, listening there, neither responding nor opposing, and just like Hette Yada, they were all expressionless, indifferent, as if they didn't care about what would happen to them next, and weren't even joyful or pleased about waking up, just calmly accepting the arrangements made by others.

This scene made You Lin, who had been eager to test after hearing about the Ice Woman Clan's strength, suddenly lose interest.

"Do these women not express any of their emotions?"

You Lin was quite dissatisfied.

"Hmm hmm!"

Lilith nodded directly, maybe understanding, maybe not, what You Lin was dissatisfied about.

"So, this is the Ice Woman Clan?"

Shane, holding Lilith's hand, clicked his tongue secretly.

One couldn't help but say, the Ice Woman Clan members were indeed very indifferent.

Their behavior, as if they didn't care about their own life or death or what to do next, made Shane somewhat understand why Chafne found them boring.

They really were like heartless dolls, ignoring everything.

This kind of personality, even if powerful, just sends chills down one's spine.

But...

"The happiest about their return must be the eldest sister." Chafne smiled and said, "Now, the Demon Clan's battle strength can be raised another level, regardless of how turbulent the future situation may become, this is a great booster."

Beside her, Ai Yi, hugging a pillow, also nodded.

"A thousand years ago, the Ice Woman Clan's performance on the battlefield was too overwhelming, and their self-sacrificial explosion resulted in countless Divine and Human Race warriors suffering. If they learn of their reappearance, the Divine and Human Races will likely have to reevaluate their stance towards the Demon Clan."

As a demon who had witnessed the Ice Woman Clan's contributions over the years, Ai Yi was very aware, strategically, the Ice Woman Clan was far more significant than the Dragon Race.

The power of [Ice Luo Qianliu] was simply too dangerous, making every member of the Ice Woman Clan seem like a ticking time bomb, a bomb even tricky for Transcend Level beings if it explodes.

With their existence, it was like the Demon Clan had a nuclear deterrent, the strategies born from this were countless for Sera, the Demon Clan Supreme.

Additionally, their unwavering loyalty, unwillingness to betray, and lack of hesitation in self-sacrifice made them ideal subordinates for those in power.

Of course...

"It's peacetime now, can't you stop thinking about what would happen in war every now and then?"

Shane rolled his eyes.

"You even have the nerve to say that?" Ai Yi glanced at Shane and said, "I still haven't heard your explanation, suddenly slipping out in the middle of the night and then returning with so many women, what is going on?"

"So I said, didn't I?" Shane replied in annoyance, "I was entrusted, can't you stop seeing me as going out to fool around?"

"Little Ai Yi is upset you didn't tell her or wake her up." Chafne chuckled softly, "Or perhaps, she's jealous of me."

After all, Shane took Chafne in the dead of night and not Ai Yi, which indeed gave reason for discontent.

Naturally, Ai Yi wouldn't admit to it.

"Who's jealous?"

Ai Yi strongly refuted.

Unfortunately, no one paid her any mind.

Only Glati and Bretti, observing each powerful Ice Woman Clan member, felt a surge of crisis within their hearts.

"Unexpectedly, they've actually returned."

"Now, our Dragon Race's status will be even more precarious."

The two Dragon Race founders only felt an overwhelming sense of Alexander.

The power of the Ice Woman Clan had always been a threat to the Dragon Race's dominant position.

If not for their scarcity, that position as the strongest Demon Clan group might not belong to the Dragon Race.

Now, with these Ice Women returning, Glati and Bretti couldn't help but feel pressured.

As expected...

"We must quickly strengthen the Dragon Race."

The green eyes of the two Dragon Girls turned towards someone.

"Hiss~~~"

Shane just felt a chilling sensation rising, causing him to shiver.

Again...another schemer is trying to harm the emperor...?