Nero walked out of the group of n and looked at the wall with a wide smirk on his face. He cracked his fingers one by one as the marks on his cheekbones started pulsing black and red.
His fangs beca longer, and white smoke started coming out of his mouth. His eyelids and area around his eyes turned black, and his eyes shined red as blood with a star-like design rotating in his eyes.
Three black claw-like scars appeared from below his eyes, and they stretched to the mark on his cheekbones. His marks opened up and a black line trained down to the chin.
Nero cuffed his both hands and muttered, "Calm down, my demon. This is a personal matter, and I would like to handle it on my own."
Nero jerked his body in pain and fell to his knees.
The n around looked at each other with a concerned look on their faces, and one of them reached his hand to touch Nero.
"Don't you dare touch !" Nero shouted. "Stay away from ."
Nero grunted in pain and yelled as a tail ca out of his back.
Nero raised his brows and looked at his tail with a baffled look on his face: "What in the hell...?"
It was a thin and dium-length tail with a wing-shaped tip of the edge.
"I had no idea I could sprout a tail too." Nero tried to swing his tail, but it wasn't moving how he wanted to.
"This is hard," he murmured.
After a few tries, Nero could freely control his tail as one of his body parts.
"Although horns would be much cooler."
Nero cracked his neck left and right and squatted up and down. Then, he exhaled sharply as the white smoke ca out of his mouth.
Nero walked one step, and with another step, he had crossed half the distance to the wall.
The wall was about a three hours walk from the huts and houses. And one hour through the carriage.
Nero sent the carriage to the wall long before, but it had only traveled a small distance. Emilia was still sleeping in the back of the carriage, and Sophia was patiently waiting for the carriage to reach the wall.
Of course, Sophia had heard everything those n said about the king and his sins. And she knew very well that Nero would help them regardless of what he said.
Nero thought of himself as an evil person, but he never committed cris. He hated injustice but never tried to walk a path of justice. He was selfish but not a sinner.
One of the things that Nero hated the most was— strong abusing their powers to dominate the weak and terrorize them.
As Nero flew past the carriage, Emilia woke up by a sudden influx of power in the atmosphere. She looked at Sophia and asked, "Was that Nero?"
"Yes," Sophia nodded.
"What happened?" Emilia glanced around and wondered, "What's going on?"
"Go back to sleep. I will wake you up when we reach the dock."
"Why did… Nero looked so sad and… angry?" Even though Emilia hadn't seen Nero, she could feel his emotions from far away.
Even Sophia was surprised that Emilia was able to figure out how Nero was feeling. So far, Sophia was the only one who could easily analyze Nero's mood by looking at him— even if he was putting on a charade.
Nero was angry for obvious reasons, but he was sad how his friend's descendant turned out to be. Especially when Ajax was afraid of this, and how Nero had proclaid that it would never happen.
With one more step, Nero had reached the wall. He noticed dozens of guards outside the gate, which worked as a bridge to pass the obvious pit full of traps near the wall.
The guards noticed Nero and yelled, "Who are you?!"
"How did you get here?!"
One of the guards was a magic user. He cast a massive fireball at Nero without any warning. Just as the guard was about to launch the fireball at Nero, Nero flicked his finger in the air, and the lava from the fireball lted the guards around him.
He looked up and saw many small windows for keeping the guard on the wall and its surroundings. On the top of the wall were wizards, protecting the wall by casting an invisible barrier.
Nero tapped on the barrier, and it broke into pieces.
"No one is here to welco ? So sad."
The wizards were alerted, and they signaled all the guards to get ready— by ringing the bell.
"I thought this palace would have a tight security, but they are just a bunch of weaknesses."
Nero punched the wall, and it started cracking. The crack grew wider and wider, but it was taking too long for the wall to break, so Nero punched again.
"Impenetrable, my tail."
Nero stepped back and jumped on the wall. Then pierced his claws in the wall to jump again. As he jumped over the wall, the guards aid swords, bows, and magic at Nero, but their hands and necks were cut by Nero's tail.
"Hmm. It's sharper than I thought."
Nero was still in the air and raised his fists to launch himself to the ground with an epic punch. But, what he saw on the ground filled him with pure rage and disgust.
There were hundreds of naked won and girls on the ground. So were unconscious, and so were still being used by the soldiers.
Nero glanced around the palace and found the hallways and rooms were in the sa condition.
Right in the middle of the palace, there was a colossal golden statue of the current king, and he was holding a massive sword in his hand. On the head of the stage, the king was sitting on his throne with naked girls lying around him.
Nero's murderous glare made the king tremble as he fell off the throne and ran inside the palace.
"A demon is here with a VIP ticket to hell for you."
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