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Chapter 636 - 637: A Friend Would · Oct 23, 2026

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601 Chapter 601 - 602: Ishana 2026-10-23
602 Chapter 602 - 603: Titular Demon Lords 2026-10-23
603 Chapter 603 - 604: Fictional God 2026-10-23
604 Chapter 604 - 605: First Taste Of Weakness 2026-10-23
605 Chapter 605 - 606: Believe 2026-10-23
606 Chapter 606 - 607: Hear Me 2026-10-23
607 Chapter 607 - 608: A Prayer To The Abyss 2026-10-23
608 Chapter 608 - 609: Love That Last Forever 2026-10-23
609 Chapter 609 - 610: Demon Of Salvation 2026-10-23
610 Chapter 610 - 611: Escape 2026-10-23
611 Chapter 611 - 612: You Put Your Faith In Me 2026-10-23
612 Chapter 612 - 613: If You Kill Mine, I Will Kill Yours 2026-10-23
613 Chapter 613 - 614: Bring Something Sweet 2026-10-23
614 Chapter 614 - 615: A Chat With A Faceless Entity 2026-10-23
615 Chapter 615 - 616: Only Possibility 2026-10-23
616 Chapter 616 - 617: Revenge Is Bitter Sweet 2026-10-23
617 Chapter 617 - 618: Soul Damage 2026-10-23
618 Chapter 618 - 619: Incorrigible 2026-10-23
619 Chapter 619 - 620: Expensive Entrance 2026-10-23
620 Chapter 620 - 621: You’re Here 2026-10-23
621 Chapter 621 - 622: A Rival 2026-10-23
622 Chapter 622 - 623: I Won’t Let Anything Slide 2026-10-23
623 Chapter 623 - 624: Allergic 2026-10-23
624 Chapter 624 - 625: You Are ... 2026-10-23
625 Chapter 625 - 626: Prince Wagon 2026-10-23
626 Chapter 626 - 627: Goddess Why 2026-10-23
627 Chapter 627 - 628: Your Voice Gave You Away 2026-10-23
628 Chapter 628 - 629: Daughter Of War 2026-10-23
629 Chapter 629 - 630: Absurd Joke 2026-10-23
630 Chapter 630 - 631: Simple Calculus 2026-10-23
631 Chapter 631 - 632: Amon, The Unknown Ruler 2026-10-23
632 Chapter 632 - 633: Two Friends 2026-10-23
633 Chapter 633 - 634: The Only One I Can Tell 2026-10-23
634 Chapter 634 - 635: Xander’s Wish 2026-10-23
635 Chapter 635 - 636: Move 2026-10-23
636 Chapter 636 - 637: A Friend Would 2026-10-23
637 Chapter 637 - 638: If You Speak Again, I’ll Kill You 2026-10-23
638 Chapter 638 - 639: I Know Too Much 2026-10-23
639 Chapter 639 - 640: Smooth Operator 2026-10-23
640 Chapter 640 - 641: Shadow And War 2026-10-23
641 Chapter 641 - 642: Slap 2026-10-23
642 Chapter 642 - 643: Let’s Kill Her 2026-10-23
643 Chapter 643 - 644: It Looked Spankable 2026-10-23
644 Chapter 644 - 645: That’s Gonna Be A No For Me 2026-10-23
645 Chapter 645 - 646: Vengeance Or Justice 2026-10-23
646 Chapter 646 - 647: Damon’s Demand 2026-10-23
647 Chapter 647 - 648: Two Bad Men, That Wished To Be Good 2026-10-23
648 Chapter 648 - 649: Believe In Me 2026-10-23
649 Chapter 649 - 650: Don’t Make Things Difficult For Me 2026-10-23
650 Chapter 650 - 651: The Damon Way 2026-10-23

Chapter 636: Chapter 637: A Friend Would

This was a delicate and subtle political atmosphere. Abellona was telling the truth; she had not set up the seating as a way to rank anyone based on their strength or reputation.

She had done so based on factions. Her motivations had been purely political, setting up the seats in a way that allowed her to affect the political relationship between others.

Why else would she have seated the Royal Academy representatives so far away from Damon and his friend, as well as Lilith Astranova who was still absent for some reason?

Some of the representatives hadn’t appeared, opting to stay hidden, but they had still sent someone to keep an eye on things.

This was a purely political move on her part, though perhaps with some personal reasons as well. By bringing Damon so close her excuse was that he was a hero of the Empire.

There was nothing wrong with him sitting next to the princess.

However, the elf princess had completely turned everything on its head.

What was even wrong with her? Why would she be so bold and blatant?

Yet Abellona’s thoughts didn’t mean anything for the young woman who had already made up her mind. Sylvia would see the world burn for her desires.

At this point, it didn’t even matter if Damon wanted her or not. He did, whether he wanted it or not.

Her words pulled Damon out of his reverie. He glanced at Sylvia standing behind him, holding a chair.

His gaze shifted to Matia, who wore an impassive expression. She wasn’t against moving, not really. It was just that…

She only took orders from Damon, and Sylvia’s words sounded too much like a command for her liking.

If Damon wanted it, she would move. With her doll-like expression, she glanced at him.

All eyes were on him.

’What the hell… I can’t deal with this right now…’

He nodded at Matia.

“Do as you please.”

She nodded and stood up. However, it wasn’t because Sylvia had asked. It was simply because this was what she had wanted to do.

Now, she had been given free rein to act however she liked.

The first thing she did, the sound of ice spreading around her body echoed out as her porcelain-like figure became covered in armor. Her beautiful face was now hidden beneath a visor.

With that simple act, she moved behind Damon.

Sylvia muttered a soft apology as she sat down beside him.

“Erm… sorry for the trouble, Matia.”

She settled into her seat, her lips curving into a small smile. With the young elf from the Moonveil shocked by her boldness, Sylvia leaned forward, boldly slipping her hand into Damon’s.

That was the last straw. The elf stood up, slamming the table.

“You dare bewitch the princess?”

Damon sighed, hearing the sound of Matia shaping a weapon of ice behind him.

His gaze fell on Sylvia’s hand clutching his own.

Closing his eyes, he felt troubled. Not by this, of course, he couldn’t care less how this affected the reputation of the White Ruler.

That man had once ordered his death. Damon had not forgotten that grudge.

Abellona watched him with narrowed eyes, as if she wanted to peer beneath his hood. Things were quickly getting out of her control.

’Why is everything becoming so chaotic…’

She stood, taking a deep breath, and tapped her glass with a utensil.

“Ladies and gentlemen… it seems I have unintentionally caused a misunderstanding. I seem to have created the impression seating was based on your strength. For that, I apologize.”

Her voice was calm, her composure returning. Then she suddenly remembered, Sylvia Moonveil was rumored to be having an affair with the young ascendant, and the Moonveils had even sent assassins after him.

How could she forget that? She was really losing her touch, closing herself off and thinking about some man she barely knew.

“It seems we may need to follow the bold example of Princess Moonveil. We should not let arbitrary seating affect us as of now. We should follow her example and shuffle our seats.”

Abellona moved from her seat, heading to the empty chair across from Damon which had been reserved for Lilith.

With the princess making a move, everyone had to give her face. Thus, one by one, they began moving seats, each finding new places based on factions, relationships, or other considerations.

Well, with the exception of Damon. He didn’t feel like moving, and Sylvia’s grip on his hand was so tight he thought his bones might break.

Abellona cleared her throat to get Sylvia’s attention. Reluctantly, Sylvia let go of Damon’s hand.

Damon raised his head slightly to find Abellona’s crimson eyes glaring daggers at him.

He rolled his eyes under his hood.

’What’d I do this time…’

Clinking her glass again, Abellona recaptured everyone’s attention. This time the seating had changed completely, determined by power blocs, friendships, and rivalries.

It was no longer under her control. She could feel Sylvia Moonveil’s gaze lingering on her. There was a thin smile on Sylvia’s face, one Abellona recognized instantly.

It was a smile that said, I am the one in control.

A small hint of dread crept up her spine as she met the gray eyes of Sylvia Moonveil.

This girl was dangerous in ways Abellona did not yet understand.

’Was her action part of some deeper plan… or was it just random…’

The seed of paranoia grew within her heart.

Still, she didn’t let it distract her from her duty. She raised her glass with a practiced smile as trolleys of food rolled into the hall, servants arranging the feast across the tables.

The banquet hadn’t even begun, yet she already had a headache. This was supposed to be a time to interrogate Damon Grey, but from the looks of it, she would not get that chance.

And thus the feast began. Sylvia had gotten what she wanted. She was seated beside Damon. For the first time in a while, it almost felt like it was just the two of them.

Though she had offended several people, and her parents would no doubt be displeased with her.

Sylvia had broken her agreement with them, she had promised not to speak with Damon. But she could tell something was bothering him.

’I’ll deal with the aftermath later…’

As everyone ate, Sylvia only nibbled lightly at her food.

“What’s on your mind?” she whispered.

Damon hadn’t touched the food, only sipping from his drink.

“Do I look like something is wrong, or is this something a seer would know?”

She shook her head, her eyes soft.

“No… something a friend would.”

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