Hours had passed since the battle with the Demon King had taken place. With persistent advances by the imperial army, they had been able to clear out the remaining demons hiding within the empire. They had also captured the immortal Demon King.
Furthermore, Dheinyrus had managed to infiltrate the demonic continent to destroy it from the inside, permanently eliminating the threat that this problematic race posed for thousands of years...
After guaranteeing the safety of the citizens, everyone had returned to the capital. Currently, the leaders of all the clans were having a meeting inside the emperor's office while the scions, Zarria and Shina waited at the grand hall with their butlers standing by in the corner. They just had dinner, so after this final meeting, the clans would return to their respective domains and resume their business.
"Still... it's hard to accept that my sister is... not actually my sister, but my cousin," Philip Wixorn said.
