"I am Orien, the firstborn of the Demon King. And the future ruler of the endless darkness."
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Hearing that, Solareth did not react in any way.
He was calm, his expression steady as he looked at the true form of the demon. His voice was low but unwavering as he asked again, "Do you know the people who killed my daughter?"
Although Solareth asked, he already knew the chances of getting a clear answer were slim. At most, he might hear something if the demon was arrogant enough to let words slip, believing he could kill him with ease.
His heart was cold, yet deep within, the ember of hope still flickered that perhaps there would be something he could get, after all, the person in front of him was probably second to none in the demon realm.
But what happened next brought shock to Solareth's face for the first time.
