Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

Ozwald is taken to Walter's room, located inside the castle. He sat on the sofa around the low table in the center of the study.

Walter took out a bottle of wine from the glass shelf attached to the wall, and then picked up the two glasses placed on the wooden shelf next to it.

He put the cup and bottle on the table and sat across from them.

"This is an old drink. Would you like some ice?"

"No, no need to add ice."

"Yes, yes. It's a pity for it to drink like this." Walter said happily, pouring the wine into the cup.

He placed one in front of Ozwald. Ozwald said, "Thank you," and took the cup. The sound of glasses clinking echoed in the room.

The two took a sip of wine and murmured: "It tastes good."

"So, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Things are not important, but I have a report to report to you."

"Report?" Walter twisted his neck.

"Lieutenant General Jibal sent an invitation to me to join the countermeasures headquarters, and I decided to accept it." Upon hearing the news, Walter said in surprise: "What!"

"That said, I will go all out to contribute to this fight."

Ozwald nodded in agreement.

"Wow! What a great day!"

Walter smiled happily, his overly joyful expression making Ozwald feel a little embarrassed.

"Today is such a good day." He nodded and remained silent, and Walter frowned.

"But why did you suddenly decide to come back? No, it's not because of your age."

Ozwald lowered his gaze and smiled bitterly.

"What caused my change of heart was the little boy who came to see my minister this morning."

"Reno?"

"Yes. Leno has a mysterious charisma. When I talk to him, I feel like I can do anything."

Walter nodded. Then, he raised his head: "Speaking of which, when I saw him, it reminded me of what you looked like when you were young."

"Me in the past?"

"Well, it's rooted deep in my heart and has an indestructible will. Those eyes are indeed similar to the shining eyes when you were young. It is precisely because of this that I decided to believe him."

"The twinkling eyes. It's so embarrassing."

"No, no, there are very few such young people now. They are also precious to the country."

Ozwald responded, smiling wryly again. Walter watched Ozwald like this with pleasure.

"Somehow, it seems like it's back to the past. Is this also Reno's influence?"

Ozwald raised his head and shook his head.

"No, I'm afraid it's because I was blamed. But who is it that blames me?"

Ozwald closed his mouth for a moment and paused.

"Yes, it's my subordinates. Very important, my subordinates." He smiled and said.

The morning sky is a clear bright blue.

Why do you have to do this kind of work in such a beautiful day?

Sieg held on to the reins and whipped his aching body. The wheels turned briskly and made a clicking sound. Several figures appeared on the road ahead.

"Alas..." Sieg sighed as he approached them. It was Renault and Ozwald. The carriage stopped in front of them.

"Thank you for your hard work." Renault said as he jumped up next to Sieg.

"Then let's see you again, Mr. and Mrs. Ozwald." Renault waved his hand, and the two smiled and waved goodbye, wishing them to be careful.

A few seconds later, Renault said to Sieg: "Take it out." Sieg sighed again and let the carriage start.

"Don't put on that disgusted expression." Renault patted Sieg's head gently.

"It's a pity that this separation turned into a mess."

"Would you like someone else? I'd be happy to swap seats with someone else."

"I'll break your legs."

Sieg hurriedly looked away.

"I have no intention of hurting you. I just want you to grant me a request."

"ask?"

"Forget everything you have seen and heard about me now and in the past. If you tell others... you know the consequences."

"Well, it's terrible that you threaten me like that." Sieg said without really showing any disgust.

"And where is our destination, sir?"

"Atra."

"Understood."

After the answer, there was silence for a while, with only the sound of the carriage echoing in my ears.

"Hey, as a descendant of 'Dragon Slayer', I have a question for you." Reno's question made Sieg's eyes widen.

"what is the problem?"

"Do you know anything about the descendants of Poseidon and Traveler?"

"Well, I know about 'Poseidon' very well, but I've heard some rumors about 'Poseidon'."

"tell me."

"Ah, that's right. There seems to be a rumor that a woman disappeared after killing all her clansmen living in the secret realm."

"Is it a woman?"

"Ah, by the way, there was a name in the testimony of witnesses when they escaped." Sieg scratched his head, then turned to Renault: "It seems to be called 'White'."

Renault's eyes widened. Sieg didn't notice and continued: "This is really a terrible guy who killed all the tribesmen. I didn't expect that she was a descendant of the 'brave'. However, I also killed my master before, so I can't say too much."

Renault was also surprised: "Are you a criminal?"

"Well, yes. Because there was no way out, His Majesty and Minister Croesus helped me. Without their great kindness, how could I have taken this job?"

"Stop being so harsh, or I will destroy your throat." Renault said, holding Sieg's throat. Sieg immediately apologized like a super reflex: "I'm sorry, I lied."

Renault let go of his hand and lowered his eyes: "Whitey." He murmured in a low voice, and his voice was lost in the sound of the wheels.

This was what happened before Renault arrived in the "Imperial Capital" a few days ago. Ryan and Helene escaped from the phantom and returned to where Grim and others were waiting. They descended from the tree to where the crowd gathered.

"Ryan, Helene." Grim noticed them and ran towards them.

The two raised their hands to indicate that they were back, and then looked at the people gathered behind Grim. More than a dozen women, each injured and exhausted.

"Ryan Futch." She looked at Ryan.

"Olivia."

"Thank you so much for your help. Thank you."

After hearing this, Ryan whispered: "I heard grandpa mention your name."

After finishing speaking, he was about to extend his left hand when he suddenly stopped. Olivia's left hand disappeared from the elbow down. She wrapped it in several layers of cloth and tied it tightly with rope, the tips dyed bright red.