Primordial Soul's Rebirth

A demon general is the direct subordinate of the demon lord; that's a well-known fact all around the world, not just the demon empire.

So, would they listen to someone who is asking them to go against the demon lord?

No, they won't—at least not until they want to betray the demon lord.

So Alex suggesting to Grum that he should ask for help from the generals was not actually a friendly suggestion; it was clear from the sly gleam in his eyes.

He was forcing Grum into a corner.

Grum now had only limited choices.

First, he could ask the generals—the beings he served under—for help, which would imply betrayal since he was in a way requesting the generals to go against the demon lord.

Second, he could simply try his luck in an attempt to eliminate Alex, maybe taking Alex down along with himself.

That would at least save his grandson because there wouldn't be an offended demon lord left to make it hard for the demon generals to make a decision after that.

Then, all they would be left with would be a potential demon general, which would be the best they could hope for.

Third and last, Grum could just back down and watch his grandson get killed, which wasn't something he could do.

Alex had yet to decide what to do with Rohrg, or at least that's what it seemed like to the younger demons, but for Grum, who had already seen an execution, it was not the same.

He knew that there was only one punishment for betrayal, and the act of going against the demon lord was a betrayal.

Grum's fists clenched as hard as they could.

His eyes turned toward Rohrg, and he found his grandson staring at him with a still expression.

It was as if he was frozen in time, which he actually was.

Rohrg was under a temporal pause that Alex activated the moment he moved toward Grum.

'I don't want to see a protagonist using talk-no-jutsu.'

Alex's reasoning was simple.

He didn't want Rohrg to blabber when he wasn't supposed to.

He knew that the protagonists had that one ability to convince people with the most utter bullshit type of talk.

So, Alex prevented Rohrg from even being able to see what was happening.

Grum, who was looking at his grandson, sighed inwardly.

'I guess I won't be able to see you grow up to be a general.'

A sad chuckle left his lips, causing everyone to turn toward him.

But Grum just ignored their gazes and turned toward Lilia, who had tears flowing down her eyes.

*Sniffle**Sniffle*

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He could hear her sniffles and see her trying to wipe her tears, but no matter how much she tried, it just kept pouring out without a stop.

Lilia was aggrieved by the situation.

'Why did it all turn like this…?'

She questioned herself, but she got no answer.

'We were having such a good time.

We finally had a demon lord who looked worthy enough, yet...'

More tears poured out of her eyes as she kept looking at Alex, Rohrg, and Grum one after another.

She, just like any other girl, was enamored by Alex's looks, but unlike other girls, she wasn't head-over-heels for him.

She just felt that Alex was not a bad guy, but that image was now causing her to break inwardly.

Her mind didn't want to accept that her brother did wrong, but every time she turned her head to look at Alex, a thought of Alex's being just flashed through her mind.

'Am I a bad sister?'

A questioned herself in an uncertain tone, but like every time, there was no answer.

*Sniffle*

As her tears passed through her red cheeks, she could feel a burning sensation, clearly indicating that her soft cheeks were rashed due to her actions.

Lilia, however, ignored that pain since her emotional state tormented her more than a mere scratch ever could.

Grum, who was looking at Lilia, gritted his teeth, his face turning up toward the ceiling as if trying to control himself.

'Forgive me, child, for not being a good grandfather and letting that beautiful face of yours get stained with tears.'

A lone tear fell down Grum's eyes as he looked at Lilia's gentle face, stained by tears.

By the time he opened his eyes, a determined light shone in them.

'Forgive me, generals, but I have to do this…'

With that thought, he clenched his fists and started to charge the mana inside his body, but as he turned to look at the demon generals and Alex, he paused.

'... what are they looking at?'

All the confidence and determination he had gathered went to waste as he saw the demon generals and Alex not even looking at him.

He frowned his brows as he saw that it was not just the demon generals and Alex who were not looking at him and focusing entirely on something else.

It was as if he were not even worth their attention.

It was actually true, though.

The moment Alex was done with his point, the role Grum had was already finished.

Yes, he wanted to farm some points from Grum by killing him; that was the reason why he was cornering the poor guy, but it seemed like fate had something else stored for him.

Grum was saved by a presence that seemed to be rushing toward the throne room, since the generals, Azaroth, Alex, and many of the high-ranking demons, who had sharp hearing, heard the sound of hurried steps.

Then there was the fact that they could feel the same being's presence in their perception range.

Azaroth, the demon ancestor, just like other beings, was looking at the large wooden door, but he was wearing a frown on his face—a frown of confusion.

It was as if something he wasn't expecting had happened.

So, with the same confused frown, he waited for the one outside the door to arrive, and just in a second...

*Ssssss…*

The sound of a gouge being filled was heard as the meter right beside the gate started to shine.

It went on increasing until it was filled three-fourths of its limit, but then it stopped.

The demons, who didn't know what was happening, realized that there was someone outside the gate when they saw the gauge of fuel being filled.

'An SSS-ranker, at least...'

And they got the idea of the strength the person outside the door had.

How?

The gauges that were placed at the edges of the door are the ones that store mana or any other type of energy and then use them to open the doors.

This was how people normally opened the doors, by pouring their mana into them.

An Epic ranker could fill them to the brim even if they used 5% of their mana.

So, someone who couldn't even fill half of the gauges couldn't be an EX-ranker.

The only ones left were SSS-rankers, since any lower than that and you won't be able to pour your mana into the door.

You needed to be at least an SSS-ranker.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

*Creak*

However, just as everyone was pondering who it could be, they heard a voice from the other side as the door started to open with a creaking noise.

"Please, stop!"

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