"..."
"..."
The banquet hall after the light had faded.
Except for the two evil ones writhing like insects on the floor, there was no movement whatsoever.
Nobles, merchants, officials, farmers, even royalty.
Though it was a gathering of various people, the emotions they shared were the same.
Thrill, and awe.
After a thousand years had passed, demons had long become legendary beings.
However, they were not the only ones spoken of as legends.
If demons were legends, then the founding emperor who defeated those demons and saved the world was also a legend.
The adversary of demons.
The power that annihilated magic.
The emotion felt by those who witnessed that legend before their very eyes was by no means light.
This was the empire, they were people of the empire, and wasn't this the empire's legend?
Above all, it was the recreation of legend in a situation where evil ones had revealed themselves after a full thousand years.
