If the ancient records are correct, the ancient mages who fell into the Spirit Realm and transford into demons are nearly immortal, especially those from the faction known for their immortality.
Destroying the opponent’s material vessel is rely severely injuring them. Given enough ti, demons can still be reborn in the Abyss of the Spirit Realm, and the stronger the individual, the quicker their Demon Soul can recover.
Considering the degree of chaos in the spaceti of the Spirit Realm, this speed likely largely pertains to the demon’s subjective perception of ti.
Besides sealing and binding their essence, there truly isn’t a better thod at present to completely eliminate a Spirit Realm demon.
If you kill them and let them return in the future, I won’t have the second chance to be bestowed with Star Soul Divine Power to combat them.
However, now it seems this powerful demon can still enter dreams and babble even if sealed, posing real danger.
I know its roots well; if it were soone else, they might get deceived by the demon and treat Valary like "the old grandpa in the ring."
Aside from myself, and Olivia, who naturally has remarkable resistance to magic, it’s not prudent to have anyone else guard this thing.
But constantly having a demon around looking for opportunities to whine is quite tireso for Leon.
... Given this situation, I won’t even have private space with my beloved to roll around in bed?
Reluctantly finding no other place to arrange the demon soul stone for now, Leon had to quell the slight resentnt in his heart and got up to dress.
It has been quite so ti since the battle with the undead ended, and now he finally understood his and others’ location.
This was the junction of the Kantadar Kingdom, Urian Prairie, and Felu Kingdom, the birthplace of the Felu Nation, on the edges of the Felu Mountain Range.
And presently, this vast coalition army composed of the Sobonitz Holy War Army, Blood Clan Undead, Seryan Kingdom, Felu Kingdom, Maraken Kingdom, and Holy Sun Church remains camped here, yet to disband.
The plot of the Great Demon Valary to rge the Star God’s Soul and sacrifice the Divine Soul "Gaia" to resurrect the Ancient Pope has been successfully thwarted by him.
Corpse Ghost Lord Aviout has also been vanquished by the coalition, with most of his Corpse Ghost Lords defeated.
And the Land of the Dead, entrenched in southern Kantadar, Urian Prairie, and northern Felu Kingdom, is now entirely under the control of Blood Baron Charlemagne.
The Great Lich Kalazek and scattered undead necromancers are nowhere to be seen, but Leon knows that previously on the Claynien Plane, they had obstructed him. Now, Valary’s undead minions are either trapped in the Claynien Plane or imprisoned in the Spirit Realm, temporarily not a concern.
However, although the old crisis has been resolved, new problems have arisen...
After the war, the atmosphere within the alliance grew increasingly peculiar. Invitations for post-war talks have been sent out, but only Baron Charlemagne has yet to respond.
As he pondered this, Leon ca to his wife’s side feeling a bit troubled, gently wrapped his arm around Olivia’s waist, and looked over.
"What are you writing?"
Olivia snuggled affectionately into Leon’s embrace: "Writing to Father, Sister Elena, and Lena... We’ve been away for so long, and we can’t return anyti soon. Everyone at ho must be quite worried."
As she spoke, Olivia lifted her eyes, noticing the worry on her husband’s face: "Still fretting?"
Upon hearing this, Leon nodded slightly.
Charlemagne’s Corpse Ghost Army has controlled all the Soul Bell Towers in this area but has yet to destroy these magic altars and dispel the magic clouds that shroud the sky.
He worries whether this temporary coalition composed of living and dead can still hold, now that their common enemy, Corpse Ghost Lord Aviout, is dead.
And whether Charlemagne will honor his promise to release Count Eriv and other vampires of the Farolis Family.
Even more perilously...
Within the Sobonitz Holy War Army, there are Kantadar people.... Would Charlemagne turn his spearhead and continue his revenge against the Kantadar people?
What the last Lord of the Undead, who now controls millions of undead, intends to do, is still a mystery, and Leon has no intention of reproaching the resentnt in Charlemagne’s heart.
But.... no matter what, he will never allow Charlemagne to slaughter those Kantadar people under the Holy War Army’s protection.
Fortunately, there remains Azeryan, capable of becoming a bridge for communication between both sides.
However, as a precaution, he imdiately sent Kovis to quickly fly back to the rear on a Stormhawk after the war, to swiftly gather forces from other battlefields to co.
Within the alliance, leaders from different kingdoms seem to have reached a tacit understanding, though not explicitly stated, none in the army have relaxed their vigilance against the undead army.
The Church and Kingdoms’ generals openly express their intentions to eradicate the undead; a mont of carelessness might ignite a battle at any mont.
The two inside the tent were worrying when footsteps suddenly rushed outside.
A soldier delivering news stopped urgently, reporting to the Death Wing Knight Flag Officer Baville outside the tent.
Leon and Olivia listened attentively to the report within.
The coalition’s reinforcent troops originally guarding the Royal City of Felu Kingdom have arrived.
And naturally, the general leading the Holy War Army reinforcents is... the Great Commander of the Holy War Alliance, Princess Orland, Ines.
Though worried about Ines, with only limited strength, arriving at the tense frontline being too dangerous, understanding her character, Leon was not surprised she would co.
If I faced the sudden disappearance of a lover, upon receiving the news, I too would be compelled to go to et at all costs.
Yet, glancing at Olivia cradled in his arms, Leon felt slightly embarrassed as he awkwardly suggested, "Let’s go welco her."
This is a dilemma one faces only when having two parcels of happiness simultaneously; Leon fears no mountain of swords or seas of fire, only worries his expression of affection for another wife might hurt Olivia.
However, the girl rely raised an eyebrow and pinched Leon’s cheek.
"If I encountered you missing for so long, I’d surely be worrying myself sick by now... At this mont, Princess Ines only needs you. Do you intend to have go and stand beside you, watching you both act lovey-dovey?"
Upon hearing this, Leon felt even more guilt; he had no intent to be promiscuous, yet both Olivia and Ines are wives he can never give up.
"I’m sorry."
"Alright, stop apologizing so mushily. If you truly feel sorry for .... " Olivia suddenly thought of sothing, her face reddening.
Though not a jealous wife, her natural inclination to feel competitional and the common taste of jealousy belonging to a wife, were ultimately unavoidable.
Turning, she climbed onto Leon’s shoulders, softly whispering, sowhat difficult to utter yet bravely:
"... If you can give a child first upon our return, I will forgive your flirtation.... big bad guy."
"!" Leon’s pupils slightly trembled.
...
... Watching her lover who seed overwheld and with eyes seemingly yearning to devour her, leaving the military tent one step at a ti, Olivia rested her chin, chuckling lightly.
In those radiant erald eyes, deep longing was reflected from her earlier words.
Though unafraid of the near-death experience endured with her beloved several tis, she has one regret: they have yet to conceive a shared child.
Olivia couldn’t help but imagine, to anticipate whether Leon and her first child would be "Arthur" or "Altoria"...
Suddenly, her gaze turned icy, looking at the bundle on the bed containing the Demon Stone.
"Shut up, you’re in no position to comnt. Even if I recall everything, I won’t believe your clumsy lies. If you could truly foresee everything, you wouldn’t be reduced to being trapped in a stone now."
With her words, Olivia’s erald glow quickly turned to gold, promptly dispelling the whispering in her ears.
Temporarily blocking out the vexing, incessant provocation, Olivia relaxed, picking up the pen to finish writing the letter before her.
After setting down the pen and ink, waiting for the text to dry, the girl involuntarily tilted her head, seemingly gazing at the tent top without focus... yet appearing to gaze at the sky through obstacles.
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