Primordial Soul's Rebirth

This ball was supposed to be an event where the high nobility and royals would try to understand the demon lord while also trying to introduce their descendants to him.

The demon lord is the highest authority in the demon empire, so each and every noble would try to get into his good books, which included the low nobility.

For the low-ranked nobles, such as barons and viscounts, this was just an event for celebration, as they were way too low-ranked to get in contact with the demon lord. But the ones who were wiser did tell their daughters and granddaughters to try to appeal to the demon lord.

It was nothing new, though.

Even if there was no demon lord, the heirs of low-ranking demons would always try to get a hold of some high-ranking noble heir's thigh.

And it was not just the demon empire; this was something that happened in almost every empire and kingdom.

It was just how the world worked.

Weaks are governed, while strong govern, but if you can hold one strong thigh, you can govern as well.

That was the reason why today, no matter which family they belonged to, no matter whether they were forced to or they were doing it on their own, every unmarried woman in the hall was wearing a revealing yet elegant dress.

Many had seen the new demon lord during the broadcast, but many didn't, and those bunches of demons had various doubts about this new demon lord; after all, who believes in what people tell them these days?

All of them were blown away like a small hut in a fierce tornado the moment their eyes fell on the divine entity walking down the stairway.

For a while, be it male or female, all of them had their minds blanked.

At that moment, every single woman in the hall had her ideal type of man renewed due to this single moment.

No matter what age group they were from, whether they were married, divorced, widowed, or bachelors, everyone had already decided to throw themselves on the new demon lord, Alex, if he so much as winked at them.

This was the power of Alex's full, unrestrained, raw charm.

Even Luna and Noctura, who had already gotten used to his charm, were having a hard time controlling the rosy tint that tried to make its way to their cheeks.

'What kind of monster have I made…?'

Luna, who was to blame for Alex's mind-blowing looks, was left staring at her hands with a dumbfounded look.

The celebration after that was pretty normal, with many high nobles trying to strike a conversation with Alex, who responded to their approach accordingly.

None of the nobles tried anything funny; they knew how bad that would end for them—especially with the news of the royal Infurnis family's midnight disappearance still up and hot.

No one could say for sure, but from what the rumors told, it was said that they were killed because of the disrespect Rohrg Ashenfang had committed against the new demon lord.

Many doubted the credibility of the good things about Alex, not wanting to believe things that others said, but the moment they heard this rumor, they believed it.

Well, that was just how people were; they ignore the hundred good deeds you have done, but the moment you commit a mistake, they point their fingers at you.

It was just that, or maybe there was something big at play here; only time will tell.

For now, Alex was moving toward the balcony that was situated on the first floor, a place much quieter than the hall.

There were demons standing and talking on the first floor as well, but very few, and all of them were from the high nobility—ones that were not much interested in the topics of the low nobility.

It was an authority thing, since there were some very accomplished nobles, or the ones with a lot of contribution, even though they were low-ranked, up on the first floor as well.

All of these demons on the first floor were trying to engage Alex in a conversation, as a man can be judged by the way he talks and carries himself.

But after a while, when Alex could see respect in most of the nobles' eyes, he excused himself.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yeah, just the majority; he knew that he couldn't make them all have a good impression of himself.

He wasn't the protagonist; he was the antagonist, the villain, who is supposed to have a few but very loyal subordinates.

Him being strong and commanding were good trait for the demon lord, and many would agree with him, but not all of them would.

'A lord that we want to serve must be malevolent yet benevolent as the same time.'

There were some people with that ideology in the demon empire as well.

So, after a while, he excused himself and was now moving toward the balcony.

The terrace or balcony that was stretching out of the ballroom was paved with smooth stone and lined with detailed iron railings.

There were marble columns holding up a decorative roof, giving shade while keeping the space open. Soft, magical lights were hanging above, making the atmosphere warm and comfortable.

Potted plants were placed at the corner to add some greenery, and the scent of nearby flowers mixed with the cool night air.

Overall, it was a peaceful spot where guests could enjoy the calm atmosphere and beautiful views.

It was said guests because there were four more extensions, just like the one Alex was heading at, placed with a uniform gap between them.

'Master, a harlot has been staring at you for a while.'

As he walked toward the balcony, Noctura, who was resting on his shoulder, growled and sent her thoughts directly into his head, her gaze turning toward a particular corner on the first floor.

Alex, who heard her words, just chuckled lightly, his eyes turning toward the ground floor, only to find Luna, who was surrounded by the many demon women, winking at him.

He didn't even turn to look at the woman that Noctura was growling at; he had already looked through her information, and although he was a bit surprised, he didn't put much focus on her.

He wasn't here to gather woman, after all.

His purpose was simple: to find the protagonists of the demon empire and observe the people Nyx interacted with.

'Who taught you that word, pup?'

This was what Alex asked Noctura.

He had never seen anyone on the house calling someone a slut, so how did Noctura learn that word.

'I learned it during my stay in the forest.'

Noctura replied to Alex's words, but then she hurriedly added as she growled again.

'But that's not important, master.

That slut is continuously staring at you with a weird gaze, and if Mama were here, she would've gouged her eyes out by now.

So, should I do that as well?'

Her words caused a reminiscencing smile to make its way to Alex's face, and instead of replying to Noctura, he questioned her.

'A harlot, you say. Why is that?'

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