Chapter 12: First Dawn Dawn is approaching the horizon. My mind deteriorated after spending the night in the royal office. The knowledge is acceptable because not much can be expected from the kingdom that is being devoured by the flames of war. Since incubus and succubus are the main residents here, famine is expected for the weak who are unable to travel; however, commerce has been thriving despite the slowly drawn-out residents. Morning arrives, and Blood Claw must have been awake for quite some time. I'll be right over to greet him. I was so careless not to inquire about the location of his chamber; there must be someone awake at this time as well. I doubt it would be the prince because he prioritizes his "nightlife" over getting up early. Where is the royal library? I should meet with the librarian when the doors open. The library should be the last room in the west hallway; it's early in the morning, so the corridor is as empty as it can be... But isn't it a little too quiet?

Chapter 14.1: Something wrongThe harsh sun shines on wretched land, cracking red stones scattered across the empty field; I've never seen such a deplorable environment. If it hadn't been for the constant pouring of mana, this place would have been dessert. If you judge what this has to offer, it could feed a thousand soldiers. This place is still compact, but how come there is still a food shortage?When the agriculture minister concentrates his mana on the cultivating instrument, the earth soften spell is cast, and the cracking ground softens and becomes rich. He scatters each seed onto the ground with his hand, one by one. The seedling becomes an edible vegetable after about 10 minutes of being fully imbued with mana. By the end, he picks the vegetable by hand as each drains the ground mana, and the earth crackles again.At the end of my gathering, it would take a caster a quarter-hour to grow and gather a small field of mana-filled vegetables; which is arguably inefficient and use

Chapter 15: Common EnemyWouldn't it be too soon? The night is approaching, and he has already called me on it... Would it be far from here to the north border? I should consult with someone about it. The palace is eerily quiet at night, save for the demons who are rumored to be creatures of the night or that belong to vampires. There was no one to be seen outside of their quarter.Is there anyone there as the night torch in front of the office turns greenish blue? What a unique system they have, which I have glossily overlooked due to how inefficiently one's mana is used to forget how majestic the cover they wear... What was I thinking? I'm getting absorbed in nothing again; if someone was in the office, it had to be the advisor, right?The figure drops the book it is holding after unexpectedly opening the door. The hard book was the result of a knock on the floor. I can't see anything but the blurred figure in front of me because the light didn't reach my eyes completely when I ente

Chapter 17: ComradesTwo hours have passed since the last time any of us spoke, and I can't tell the difference between morning and night on this unholy ground. Because of how much mana flows into the air, snow on the ground begins to melt. I'm not sure how much mana I have left. My body isn't that close to light or dark magic, so whether it adapts to harm or heal me has little impact.After the whole declaration of his and my titles, Andromalius is rather calm. If he chose to ask at that time, I would respond without hesitation. So, what was keeping that thousand-year-old mind going?"I believe you have no ill will toward us, or at least toward me." Finally, Andromalius breaks the silence between us. Excellent timing, as I am feeling weakened in my ability to maintain the unholy ground. I'm wondering if Kryos has finally awakened; standing on the sidelines has made me feel guilty for not intervening sooner."So you're done with healing?" "Shall we call a truce right now, sir Andromal

Chapter 18: Aftermath of a battleKryos yawned, remembering the sleepless night he must have spent with my corpse. There wasn't anything like this before; perhaps the lack of common knowledge led him to believe I was still "alive." The chamber that this vessel surrounds itself in is a closed-off space, with the only door leading to the outside world. This appeared to be a cremated space for burying the dead in luxury."What's with the surprised look, little angel?" "Do you have amnesia because you've slept so much?" scoffs Kryos the prince. Of course, my analysis is met with a snide remark; amnesia... My soul still echoes my creator's guilt and trouble after being mixed up with Sariel's experiment logs. Lamenting the past would be counterproductive; instead, I need to organize the treaty with Andromalius."Your Majesty, death." "I was dead," I said monotonously. There isn't much value to my life; now that I have complete control of the death realm, I can "rebirth" whenever and however