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Bright lights burning, The magnificent hall filled with people, This was an ascension ceremony, the king's coronation!
People should be offering their loyalty and respect!
But they didn't!
They didn't show the slightest bit of respect!
Let alone the word loyalty!
People didn't revere their king!
"How can someone like this be worthy of the Demon King's throne?"
"Useless."
"A Demon King who can't even hold a sword steady!"
"Ah ha ha ha ha!"
"Clown!"
"Weakling!"
"Ant!"
There was blood relation but no kinship, similarity but no friendship, hierarchy but no distinction between ruler and subject!
This was a gathering of beasts; there was only absolute strength and weakness!
The strong were revered, the weak were despised!
"Why, why make me the Demon King and then treat me like this?"
The young man's body couldn't stop trembling.
Countless eyes below the hall watched him as a joke.
The weakest, most incompetent Demon King in history!
"Quiet."
Someone spoke.
His voice carried authority and was beyond question, his gaze was sharp, carrying bursts of cold light!
Because of him, the entire hall fell silent!
He was more like that king than himself!
The Uncrowned King!
"That dream again."
Yulian opened his eyes.
Dawn had not yet broken, The world was still dim at this moment.
He said he could lead the Demon Race down an unknown path of light, but could he really?
Schlacht, it would be great if you were still here.
Yulian thought this in his heart.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs; Schlacht and the Hero of the South were already gone.
"Get up."
Yulian was no longer sleepy. Although it was still night outside the window, judging by the faint glimmer of light faintly visible from afar.
It probably wasn't long until dawn.
A rustling sound arose, and Yulian opened the door and went outside.
He happened to see a small figure walking towards the depths of the Forest not far away.
"Fern?"
What was she doing out this early in the morning?
Yulian was worried. After rubbing his palms, he cautiously followed.
Crossing the Forest and climbing a high mountain, after who knows how long, Fern arrived at the edge of a cliff.
Fern's slightly chubby baby face was now cold and determined, as if she had already made some kind of resolution.
Fern!
Yulian panicked, and couldn't help but shiver.
This silly child wasn't thinking of jumping off the cliff, was she!
One step, two steps, Yulian held his breath and quietly approached Fern, who stood on the cliff edge as if carrying some great determination.
"&* ( ... %."
Fern was muttering something under her breath.
"Fern!"
Finally!
Yulian came up behind Fern and grabbed hold of this silly child!
"Ah!"
Fern was clearly startled by this sudden event and struggled in a panic.
"Don't move, don't move, it's me."
"Mr. Yulian?"
"Mm-hmm."
"You... why did you suddenly hug me?"
Hearing Yulian's voice clearly, Fern calmed down from her panic.
Her small head tilted to the side, and her light purple pupils looked directly at Yulian.
Doubt, confusion.
Just say you were afraid she'd jump off the cliff?
Yulian shook his head and said earnestly.
"Fern, you're still young, don't do anything foolish."
"Mr. Yulian,"
Fern frowned slightly, and helplessly raised the staff in her hand, shaking it in front of Yulian.
"I came to practice Magic."
"..."
"..."
"Ah ha ha ha,"
"I knew Fern wouldn't do anything foolish, ho ho ho ho ho!"
"..."
"Cough cough."
"Alright, you continue."
Yulian gently released his arms around Fern, took a step back, and stood awkwardly to the side, wanting to bury himself in the ground.
As luck would have it, the sky had just completely brightened at this moment.
The golden sunlight swept away the night, shining on Yulian, his embarrassed expression fully exposed.
Why did it have to get light at this exact moment!
"Thank you, Mr. Yulian."
"Huh?"
"Although Mr. Yulian misunderstood, it was because he was concerned about me."
"So, thank you anyway, Mr. Yulian."
Fern explained.
Yulian's rare old face turned red.
He just felt that Fern was filled with dazzling radiance at this moment.
"Fern, I feel like you're glowing right now."
"Mr. Yulian, it's because the sun is up."
Fern smiled faintly and explained.
That was also the truth; the sun's rays couldn't possibly only fall on Yulian alone.
Fern was also illuminated by the sunlight at this moment, appearing very dazzling.
The embarrassed Yulian felt too awkward to stay.
"Ah, I see, ah ha ha ha."
"Um, finish up early and go home for dinner, okay?"
Yulian finished speaking, and without waiting for Fern's reply, he jumped straight off the cliff.
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern cried out in worry.
The next second, she saw Yulian already rising on the wind.
Flying Magic!
"Don't worry about me, practice well~"
Climbing a mountain is difficult, while descending is easy.
Yulian thought this statement made a lot of sense.
After all, riding the wind, Yulian was back at Heiter's small courtyard in just a few minutes.
"Lord Yulian,"
"You... why did you come back from outside?"
In the small courtyard, Flenna was wearing a white dress Yulian had never seen her wear before, stretching.
When she saw Yulian, Flenna was startled.
"Why are you up so early today?"
Insomnia and many dreams, didn't sleep well?
Yulian smiled.
"Couldn't sleep, got up early for a walk."
"You went out with Fern, didn't you?"
Frieren stood by the door, looking at Yulian with a calm expression.
"How did you know?"
Yulian scratched his head.
How strange, could it be that Frieren also woke up early and saw?
"I told her."
Heiter peeked his head in as he passed the doorway with a bowl of noodles.
"I happened to wake up when Fern went out."
"So that's how it is."
But it's probably not just 'happened to wake up'.
Yulian understood in his heart, Heiter's concern for Fern.
"Ho ho."
"Come over and eat something."
Heiter called everyone to sit at the table for breakfast.
"Speaking of which, why are you two so harmonious?"
Yulian couldn't stand silence; even while eating, he couldn't help but talk about things.
So, looking at Frieren and Flenna, who were eating their noodles diligently with almost synchronized movements, Yulian asked out loud.
"Then should we go outside and have a fight?"
Flenna put down her bowl and chopsticks, put her hands on her hips, and gave Yulian a beautiful eye-roll.
"Hiss, slurp—"
"I don't know either, I just feel quite fond of Flenna."
Frieren remained unmoved. Only after quietly slurping up the noodles in her bowl did she slowly speak.
"Ho ho—"
"In any case, harmony is a good thing; there's no need to delve into the reasons."
Heiter laughed out loud as he watched the two of them retort to Yulian.
"Isn't it just curiosity..."
"Clearly one is from the Demon Race and one is an Elf..."
Yulian pouted.
As the Demon King burdened with a mission, seeing members of the Demon Race other than himself living harmoniously with Frieren, is it wrong for me to explore the reason?~
"Hmm, speaking of which, I'm a bit curious too."
Heiter put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked somewhat tentatively.
"Are you curious too?"
Frieren widened her eyes. Was this some big deal?
Flenna, however, reacted and looked at Yulian somewhat sheepishly.
"It seems like this really is something worth being curious about, huh..."
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