"Why don't you put in a magic suppression talisman?"
"You probably know who the demons in the demon world are who are the quickest and most likely to use magic."
"... Ah."
Deon was the person who faced the Demon King the most among both demons and humans.
If he was carrying an amulet that prevented the use of magic, it wouldn't be long before he got caught.
"Because the Demon King has never gone out to the human world 'through the border'... no, he can't go out... so I would be caught even if I had it in my possession..."
"... It looks like you don't trust the Demon King."
"Of course..."
"... Master?"
"..."
"Are you sleeping?"
Even so, it was a tiring day because of the crazy dogs. He could have endured it by taking medicine, but even that was taken away...
Deon surrendered himself obediently to his fading consciousness.
'... You really...'
He couldn't believe he could sleep peacefully while asking others to do the work.
Dan grumbled inwardly as he looked at Deon, who was sleeping evenly and breathing evenly.
Nevertheless, knowing that Deon Hardt's sleep had become significantly insufficient since coming to the demon realm, he had no choice but to grumble and quietly approach him and cover him with a blanket.
***
Rweche announced the end of the alliance.
In fact, it was a situation that was expected from the moment they received information that the quality of support sent by the Empire was not good.
It's not that he didn't understand the Empire's position or Rweche's position, but he sighed as soon as he heard this news.
The demon world is strong. For some reason, they were not using all their power, but since they could do this much without using all their might, perhaps if they go all out, they will be able to easily push back against the human world, where the alliance has begun to falter.
'There's nothing we can do about the already broken alliance...'
Paul, who had already become the leader of the Revolutionary Army, was deep in thought.
'I don't feel like it, but I have to help the Empire.'
Only if the Empire endures will the human world survive, and only if the human world survives will there be a revolution.
Paul decided to prioritize repaying Daniel, who raised and educated him properly, over any personal grudges that have now faded. That's why he had a war of words with Deon Hardt in front of everyone.
"Are you listening to me now!"
"..."
"Is this what you would do as the leader of the Revolutionary Army, to help the empire?"
So noisy.
Paul, waking up from his thoughts, frowned as if he couldn't see it.
He was sure Daniel-hyung would have taken care of a lot of the empty-headed garbage, but he couldn't believe that all that was left were people like this.
"I didn't help the Empire."
"Don't lie! Everyone saw you defending the Emperor!"
Ah, he needed to calm down.
Bang! Unable to overcome the growing frustration, he slammed the table. Voices suddenly rose.
"I'm not defending the Emperor!"
"..."
"We have to protect the human world!"
He thought he now knew why Daniel hit the desk. There's nothing like this as an effective way to calm your stomach and shut them up.
"When did I deny that the Emperor is trash in a war of words with him? No way! I was just attacking Deon Hardt by mentioning how much of a piece of trash he is! To prevent any more traitors to the human world. To protect the human world from the demon realm!"
"..."
"Our revolution begins with the existence of the human world as a basic premise! This means that a revolution can only occur if the human world is intact! And the demon realm is a powerful enemy. Only when there is division within the human world does it become difficult to withstand the demon realm. I stopped it!"
He knew why they did this.
They must have tried to use this opportunity to put a leash around the neck of the young and easy-going leader. But as Daniel's successor, Paul also learned how to deal with them. There was no way he could faint at just this level.
"..."
Those who sensed Daniel's momentum from Paul fell silent.
The conviction that this leader was no easy hit struck their heads, and as each of them swallowed their voices, someone protested in a low voice that sounded as if he was crawling.
"... But the reason you went out on your own without telling us anything..."
"I didn't have time to inform you. I apologize for that."
To be precise, there was no time to persuade them one by one after informing them.
The foolish people who accepted the apology as an admission of defeat were showing signs of opening their mouths. Paul continued speaking without giving them a chance.
"But if the same thing happens in the future, I will do the same thing again. Since these people are sitting in executive positions in this Revolutionary Army, they must have far-sighted vision and flexible thinking. Then, of course, you also know that it had to be that way."
Some people were shocked and fell silent.
Another person who was quietly observing the situation quietly raised his hand.
"Okay, everything is good. But what happens to the revolution?"
"It should be raised when the war with the demon world is over and the human world has regained some stability."
"That means..."
"There will probably not be a revolution in our generation."
They should leave it to the next generation.
Now here was the key. He must hold on to those who are disappointed by the fact that it will be difficult to see a revolution in their lifetime so that they do not leave.
'What should I put forward?'
Paul recalled the war of words between the Demon King and the Emperor that he had watched with Daniel.
'The sublime.'
Focus on the pride that they are participating in something great and tremendous, rather than on the gains after the revolution. He had to emphasize it.
"... Because right now, we have to focus on bigger things than that. Our role is to lay the foundation. So that future generations can revolutionize and create a better world."
"That means protecting the human world."
"We can be proud of this because it is bigger than our revolution. We are protecting humanity!"
The previous generations fought for humanity in the face of adversity and ultimately left behind a spark for revolution. How many people would reject this wonderful modifier? Paul laughed.
"Don't you want to leave your name in history?"
***
In the end, things went as Paul intended.
The leaders agreed that protecting the human world took priority over revolution, and further agreed that protecting the human world was a top priority.
This made it impossible for them to make a fuss even if Paul helped the Empire. If he says it was for the human world, there will be nothing left to say.
'We have decided to openly promote what has already surfaced through the war of words.'
Paul was a known face. Anyone with enough information would already have guessed his identity. In this way, it was only used as a weapon by those who knew. In that case, it would be better to reveal everything.
So, let's start by revealing that the person who started a war of words against Deon Hardt was the leader of the Revolutionary Army.
'In the past, the Demon King and the Emperor faced each other. This time, I faced Deon Hart, the 'representative of the demon world.'
Someone from the human world who dealt with the representative of the demon world. In a way, it was natural that he was deemed the 'representative of the human world'.
Although unintentional, Paul assumed the role that the Emperor should have played. The leader of the Revolutionary Army became the representative of the human world.
'Thanks to this, I will be able to make the Revolutionary Army known.'
Even though he was in a situation where he had to take care of his life at all times.
The Revolutionary Army, an organization representing the human world.
Paul, who returned to the office with light steps, faced the person waiting inside and smiled.
"Mr. Iram, you were waiting. I said I had something to tell you, but you didn't have to wait this long."
"..."
"Ah, the reason I called Mr. Iram is because I think we need to establish a successor in advance. The current period is a chaotic time in which it is not surprising if anyone dies at any time, and from our perspective as we leave the revolution to future generations, it is more important than anything to keep the momentum going. So..."
"Paul."
"Yes?"
Paul's face slowly hardened as he faced Iram, full of doubts. It was hard to keep his mouth shut after being called out. He thought he had a strange expression because he was tired, but it seems that it was because something unusual happened.
Meanwhile, Iram opened and closed his mouth several times, sighed deeply, and placed his finger on his temple.
"Keep calm and listen."
"Yes? What's so scary..."
"Sheia is missing."
"..."
Paul closed his mouth. Iram sighed again as his pupils shook so much as if there had been an earthquake.
It seems she disappeared while the guards took their eyes off her for a moment. It was understandable that they let their guard down because she's always crouching in the same spot as if she were dead... but the opponent was the leader of the Revolutionary Army. Unable to imagine what kind of reaction he would receive, Iram looked at Paul with anxious eyes.
After an excruciating silence, Paul slowly opened his mouth.
"... Okay."
A calm voice, as if taking care of reason.
Iram's eyes widened at the completely unexpected reaction.
Even at that moment, Paul was quickly recovering from his agitation.
"The situation is the situation... we can't find her by making a fuss."
"..."
"Find that child as quietly as possible so that no one knows we are looking for someone."
Paul learned a lot from Daniel.
He was a great teacher in a pure sense and also served as an appropriate example as a teacher.
What should we absorb and what should we learn as a teacher? At least Paul learned that it wasn't right for the leader of a Revolutionary Army to put reason in a loved one's crisis.
"Then I'll assume you will do as I say... will you please leave now?"
"... Okay. Don't overwork yourself today and get some rest."
Iram, who looked at him with concern until the end, finally left the room.
Paul buried his face in his hands as he heard the door close and footsteps receding. Deep despair was dripping from the eyes revealed between the fingers.
A voice like a sigh lingered around the room.
"Where on earth did you go, Sheia..."
***
"It turned out as expected."
I heard the news that Rweche broke the alliance and that Paras, which had been holding on tenaciously, collapsed, calmly leaned against the wall in the corner of the training hall and spoke. A cold sneer appeared on the corner of my mouth.
"Just in case, I should tell you again not to touch Rweche, who broke away from the alliance."
Rweche was an example for everyone. Depending on how the demon realm treats Rweche, who broke the alliance, the reactions of other kingdoms that were watching would vary.
The Demon King also knew this and ordered troops not to touch Rweche, but it would be a good idea to nail down each Corps Commander again just in case.
"Anyway, thanks to this, it's easier to deal with the Empire."
Strong military power was only demonstrated when supplies are supplied on time. Since Rweche, who was in charge of supplies, was missing, the Empire's pride, its powerful military power, will also lose momentum.
I, who was watching the 0th Corps members and the snarling Mad Dogs with epaulettes on their shoulders at the 0th Corps' exclusive training ground, lightly exhaled smoke as if sighing.
I blinked a few times in a drowsy mood, before the eyes of the Mad Dogs caught me, I put out the fire in my hand by burning it on my thigh and looked back at Ed.
"Now go back to your room..."
"Deon."
Ed's expression was frozen.
"I asked you not to put out the fire by burning it on your thighs."
"Oh, I see. My clothes get messed up. From now on, I will put it out on my neck or hands, so please just look away this time."
"... The clothes are not the problem. Even if you do, a small wound doesn't send a signal to Ben's necklace, so if you do something like that to your precious body..."
"It's precious."
A fierce contempt flashed through my red eyes.
However, as if it had been like that for some time, my eyes hardened again and glanced at Ed's hand holding the communication stone and made eye contact. An elegant smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
"That's too much for me."