SPLURGE!!
The boy was rudely awakened with a bucket of water.
"He's not a demon so he's a Vartillian," he looked at the person who seemed to be representing the crowd and was responsible for the water dripping down his face.
'It was wise of me to make my coronation as king a national broadcast without involving the world,' if they knew he was the king they would imprison like a certain magic god.
"He's going to attack so before he does..." he read the room all adventurers even S ranked secretly grabbed their weapons as the non adventurers simply clenched their fists, men, women and even child.
In that moment as Croters' blood lust filled the room, he said;
" Artificial demons---"these people had lost their humanity he noticed all of them had light red eyes different from the demons in Zerin.
" WHO ARE YOU? "the man in front of him yelled with all his might.
" WHAT ARE YOU? "the woman holding the scabbard of her sword asked as she looked into his black set eyes that seemed to be hiding another colour, a colour that would describe the being before them.
" Everyone calm down, "a man entered the room and raised his hands with a neutral expression.
" T--the Guild Master has called for this young man, " Lors followed behind Willis while panting as he informed Aine and the transforming mob of people.
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Every artificial demons' mind was filled with questions and then the first courageous one spoke with vigour in his tone.
"What is Sir Vix doing trying to communicate with this damn Vartillian?"
And then the next one;
"Y--Yeah has the man gotten cranky these days."
"Come to think of it probably so--"
"Shut up!!" Lors commanded in a stone cold voice making everyone except Aine who kept a carefree expression, shudder.
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Everyone trembled as the man known as the human slayer gritted his teeth in.
"Anyone who speaks ill of a leader in the empire serves only one suitable punishment," he was the man who hunted humans but could also hunt his own kind since-- they used to be humans themselves.
"Keep your calm," Willis calmly advised his friend.
"Tch---"Lors looked disgustingly at them as he picked up Aine who was still lying at the floor with blood still spewing from his body due to the fall down the mountain.
'Thomas - - what do you make of this?' Aine asked with a calm face.
'Manipulation huh!! " he was the King of Vartilla and also led the nation of manipulators.