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Still at the Village Square.
The silence hanging over the square was so intense and suffocating at this moment that it felt as though the entire world had stopped breathing.
Every gaze was locked on the platform, where Kaelrik's towering figure loomed like a death sentence. The guards stood tall, their eyes gleaming with fanatic excitement, their chests swelling with pride.
Although they were also greatly shocked to their core upon discovering their lord's true strength, there was no sense of betrayal — only pure, unyielding devotion.
'So, he wasn't just a level 6 Demon Lord all this time, but… level 10!'
This realization echoed in their minds, strengthening their loyalty and igniting their devotion even further.
They understood perfectly well that serving such an immensely powerful lord—one capable of crushing anything in his path is the best thing they could ever ask for, and it only fueled their eagerness to spread destruction in his name.
