Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

On the fifth floor of the Demon Tower.

The Court of the Wisdom Demon.

As the Wisdom Demon, aside from external strategizing, Leo also had to take care of internal affairs, especially eliminating potential factors for the demon king and stabilizing harmony among the apostles.

Thinking of this, Leo looked at the pouting Succubus sitting across from him.

"Eileen, the birth of the Flower Apostle is a good thing for our race. Do you want our future race to have only eight apostles?"

Of course, Eileen also understood the Wisdom Demon's words.

After the death of the Wicked Demon, someone new must take the position, but...

"Why her? There are stronger ones than that elf in our demon race. His majesty clearly could have..."

"Silence!"

"Eileen, are you questioning his majesty?!" The Wisdom Demon immediately reprimanded.

At this, the Succubus could only lower her head and say softly, "No, I just... I just feel that suddenly having an outsider come in..." Seeing Eileen's dejected appearance, Leo also slightly eased his attitude.

He could understand the Succubus' current feelings.

That's why he had to properly explain to Eileen the reason why the King chose Vielsia, an outsider as an apostle.

"Eileen, do you still remember his majesty's strategy towards humans in Ilinor before?"

Eileen certainly hadn't forgotten.

It was equivalent to killing the mind while sparing the body, cleverly using the class contradictions of humans to resolve racial conflicts, making humans willingly become vassals of the demon race.

Seeing this, Leo continued, "Eileen, have you ever thought that this strategy, we can not only use it on humans but on all other races as well? Gathering all races, collecting them into a complete atlas of foreign races, that is his majesty's ultimate goal."

"But you should know, even without me saying, how other races view our race's external image. If we really want to gather them, why would they believe us? If you were another race, would you believe a demon's promise?"

Eileen shook her head.

It was like a robber telling the person inside the door, open up, I'm just coming in as a guest.

"Therefore, in order to realize this great vision, his majesty must have a new spokesperson for our demon race. Eileen, try to imagine again, if the words of joining the demon race were not spoken by you or me, but by elves, by this most noble and pure race, what would other races think?"

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Following Leo's words, Eileen gradually realized that, indeed, if the elves stepped forward as a guarantee, even if other races didn't trust us, they would trust the elves.

The reputations of elves and demons could be said to be two extremes.

No one would refuse a holy elf.

No one believed that elves would lie.

"Leo, so you mean..."

"That's right. His Majesty chose Vielsia as the sixth apostle, regardless of emotions. Don't think His Majesty is like you succubi, with minds full of romantic feelings between men and women. How could the Demon King, with such grand ambitions, have such low-level interests? Every step His Majesty takes is to arrange the pieces, to prepare for the next step and the step after that."

Speaking of this, the Wisdom Demon couldn't help but spread his arms.

He truly sighed with emotion. Reji's every move was so exquisite and unparalleled. At the same time, he also felt sorry for the King. With such heroic talent and strategy, planning every step, yet Eileen, this love-brained Succubus, was still jealous.

Shermen, who was also present and quietly listening, expressed her agreement at this time.

"Exactly, Eileen, you don't need to worry. I am the most clear about His Majesty's feelings for you. His Majesty has mentioned you to me many times. You will always be the first in His Majesty's heart."

"Really?! You're not lying to me, Shermen?! His Majesty has really been mentioning me all along?" The Succubus' eyes instantly lit up. After all, Shermen had been by Reji's side the longest, so her words must be credible.

"Of course!"

The petite purple-haired Shadow Demon nodded vigorously. It wasn't really perfunctory. Shermen had concrete evidence.

If the King really didn't value Eileen, how could he let her fight every night as a "shadow clone"?

How could he often let her, a Shadow Demon, play the role of a Succubus?

Sometimes, he would even deliberately call her by the name "Eileen". Isn't this frequently mentioning the Succubus?

Of course, Reji also gave her an explanation for this. He hoped to train her, wanting her to become experienced. Everything now was to give Eileen the best enjoyment.

Shermen remembered very clearly that she was moved by the King at that time. Which generation's king could surpass the current king's deep affection? She was determined to work hard to cooperate with the King and help the King train at night.

Aren't these all manifestations of His Majesty's love for Eileen?

If it weren't for the King repeatedly emphasizing that she must never say these things, saying that he wanted to "silently work hard and then make a stunning display", she really wanted to use these concrete examples to comfort the Succubus.

Eileen knew Shermen's personality.

Although the Shadow Demon Apostle often had poor common sense due to living in caves for many years, and her mind sometimes couldn't keep up, this was actually an excellent quality for scouts and intelligence officers.

The most feared thing was that when transmitting messages, overthinking would distort the original intelligence. So whoever would lie, Eileen didn't believe Shermen would lie to her.

Shermen never told lies.

So...

It turns out, it turns out my King valued me so much~ꨄ!

Eileen now felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Exactly.

How could a mere elf make me feel a sense of crisis? What a joke.

So what if she became an apostle? What's so great about that?

Eileen, even humming a little tune, left satisfied.

After everyone had left, the Wisdom Demon still didn't leave and was pondering.

He felt it wasn't quite secure enough.

What Eileen said actually made sense too. The elves were ultimately an external race. Although it seemed that her loyalty to the Demon King was indeed very high, Leo needed a foolproof insurance method.

It didn't matter if they were an external race.

Then just turn her into an internal race.

It just so happened that according to demon tradition, the apostles should also have a complete authorization ceremony from the Demon King. Now the situation was special, so the authorization ceremony didn't need to be so high-profile, but it definitely had to happen.

So...

"Come here."

Leo summoned a high-ranking Wisdom Demon.

After whispering a few simple instructions to this Wisdom Demon, the Wisdom Demon immediately accepted the order and withdrew. Only then did Leo nod in satisfaction.

....

-At Night.

As an apostle, Vielsia definitely had her own independent room. However, she was new here and unfamiliar with the place, so she still had to be led by the Wisdom Demon who served as the steward.

Now, a high-ranking Wisdom Demon led Vielsia to a room, bowed to the apostle, and quietly withdrew.

Feeling exhausted all over after experiencing so much, Vielsia didn't think too much and directly pushed the door open.

She had just taken off her coat, revealing her fair shoulders, when the next moment Vielsia froze.

Because...

"Te-Teacher!?"

The flustered elf only now discovered Reji, who was also looking at her coming in with a bit of confusion.

Especially since Vielsia, without thinking much, had just taken off half of her collar.

For a moment, the scene was a bit awkward.

"Sorry! Sorry! I went to the wrong room. I-I'll leave right away!"

To be honest, this was the first time Vielsia had been in the same room with a male.

Her immediate thought was to flee in a panic.

Reji didn't stop her.

Although seeing the elf woman's new mature and graceful figure under her half-removed clothes did give him some impure thoughts, as a gentleman, Reji wouldn't do such a thing.

Until...

Vielsia, who had reached the door's edge, had actually come back to her senses from her initial panic.

She looked down at the door handle of the Demon King's room.

In Vielsia's mind flashed the conversation she had heard from the Great Elders during the day.

As an external race, we elves had received such grace from teacher, so what could we give back to him?

What did we elves have that we could offer?

W...we couldn't really do as Grandma Nazha said and let the Great Elders...

No!

Absolutely not!

Thinking of this, Vielsia seemed to have completely firmed her resolve. In her rose-colored eyes, there was no longer any fear or hesitation.

Until now, I had always been protected by my people and Grandma Nazha.

And now...

It is my turn to protect everyone!