Otherworldly Affairs Office-Chapter 575: Sweeping Through the Holy City (Request for Subscription)

After the butler left on his orders, Kane poured himself a glass of wine and sat quietly by the window, listening to the creaking sound of iron boots on the cobblestone pavement below. Before long, the sound from outside turned into shrill screams and curses. A moment later, the mild breeze carried a hint of blood in the air, and Kane drank the whole glass of wine in one breath, closing his eyes in satisfaction, knowing that tonight he could finally have a good sleep.

"Victory at Snow Peak Ridge! Victory at Snow Peak Ridge!" Knights raced out from Samikina Manor, waving light spheres and shouting the news of victory as they ran to every corner of the Holy City. Their emphatic cries ignited the passion of the long-dormant city, drawing everyone to the streets and gathering at the square, eager to know who dared to proclaim such victory while the Holy City had been besieged for years.

As more and more people gathered in the city squares, the Messenger Knights took the high platforms and hung the light spheres on stands. The projected scenes of the battle at Snow Peak Ridge were displayed before all the citizens of the Holy City. The deafening cannon fire overshadowed the noisy cheers of the crowd.

The film, depicting the intense battle scenes and unprecedented combat methods, deeply shocked the soldiers and civilians watching. Their breathing and emotions fluctuated with the changing light on the screen, occasionally breaking into enthusiastic cheers and roars in response to the first round of continuous firepower sweeping away the ten thousand Red Armored Warriors of the enemy, or shedding tears for Kodwen, who bravely led ten thousand veterans to resist against the Red Armored Warriors despite being outnumbered.

When the entire army launched a full-scale attack, they waved flags and shouted; when the traitor Lelajin appeared, they gnashed their teeth and cursed continuously. It wasn't until that figure appeared on the battlefield, piloting a silver-white Steel Mecha engraved with Divine Dragon patterns, and effortlessly destroying two high-level catastrophes to save Kodwen's army from crisis, then turning back to engage in fierce battle with Lelajin, that as the battle grew more intense, the audience's hearts hung in their throats, and when that familiar figure reemerged on the screen carrying Lelajin's corpse on his back, the square erupted with a tsunami of cheers!

The repressed emotions of the entire Holy City were released through this great victory. Taverns opened all day, emptying their cellars and offering unlimited wine, while the streets and squares overflowed with cheering crowds. At the repeated request of the public to replay the light sphere, the city raised their glasses and hailed the Demon God, saluting the loyalty and bravery of Samikina and the Bailang Clan!

Amidst this revelry, the hottest topic among the people was the mysterious figure who turned the tide on the battlefield. Some said he was an ally from another realm, quickly dismissed by others. Some suggested he was a new puppet of the Demon Race, but the more widespread and believable rumor was that he was an illegitimate child left by a supremely noble person.

This rumor didn't even need Bunian to intentionally spread it; it circulated through the population, and within a single day, there were already seven or eight versions of the father-son story between this mysterious youth and the Demon God. Even more exaggerated tales emerged, like when people reviewed the previous victory light sphere of Bull Territory, and from the footage of him risking his life to save Sifuer, a moving love story was fabricated.

It was said that a fallen family's lady leader and a wandering son of the Demon God, the rebellious yet powerful Prince was enthralled by the beautiful and brave lady leader, conquering cities and slashing generals for her. Such a beautiful yet gossipy story instantly fulfilled the dreams of countless Demon Race maidens. Pei Yan, who was still unconscious, didn't know that the image of his silver-white mecha had already become an idol worshiped by thousands of young boys and girls in the Holy City.

Meanwhile, the Bailang Clan, as the other protagonist of this event, tacitly approved from the shadows, further fueling the spread of this story. Simultaneously, a rumor spread among the populace, alleging that this girl who bravely fought for the Demon Race was not only not praised after achieving the Bull Territory victory but was also slandered as betraying the Demon Race and being manipulated by outsiders. The mastermind behind this was said to be malicious rumors spread by Friedrich and other families who refused to send troops to save the Star Lord and the Demon Race from danger.

In the joy of victory and the deliberate portrayals by the old nobility, the public was instantly incensed, and for a time, the emerging nobility became the target of public criticism, incapable of defending themselves.

Three days after the frenzied celebrations engulfed the Holy City, inside the meeting room of the Demon God Hall, Samikina, who was originally rank fourth under the Demon God, was exceptionally allowed to sit next to the Demon God at the beginning of this meeting. After a knowing glance and smile exchanged silently with his old friend Old Bal, who originally occupied the seat, and amidst the voices offering the seat, he expressed reluctance but nonetheless sat firmly.

In stark contrast to the triumphant, chatting old-line noble clans were Leman Friedrich and others who had been aggressive in previous meetings; the emerging nobles fell silent, quietly observing.

This awkward standstill was broken when a young man, dressed magnificently, walked briskly into the hall. Everyone stood up and bowed to today's Demon God representative. Leaping onto the conference table and perching on its edge, he waved for everyone to dispense with formalities, then picked up a piece of fruit from the table, bit into it, and chuckled, "The Holy City has been lively lately!"

Noticing the Demon God's good mood, the old-line nobles responded with knowing laughter, but the next words from the Demon God abruptly halted that laughter.

"I heard I have another son?" The Demon God inquired calmly, fiddling with the fruits in a bowl as his tone concealed any hint of emotion.

"Uh!" All the family heads, unsure how to respond, simultaneously looked towards Kane, who was now sitting at the head of the table. Just as Kane was about to speak and explain, Leman spoke up first, righteously stating, "My Lord, this is someone distorting the truth for their own family's benefit, frivolously throwing dirt on you, attempting to mix miscellaneous bloodlines into our race to control and influence our decision-making!"

"Who said he's of mixed blood!" The young man spat the fruit pit onto the ground before Leman, causing him to immediately fall silent and kneel on one knee. The young man then jumped off the table, sat in a chair, placed his hands on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes as if recalling a beautiful memory, occasionally smiling blissfully or looking forlorn, finally sighing deeply, "Back when I left a part of my consciousness in the foundation realm..."

Hearing this beginning, not only Leman, who was kneeling on the ground, but even Kane, the mastermind behind this whole affair, and all the Demon Race present, widened their eyes in disbelief. Kane even pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat continuously beading on his forehead, thinking to himself, "This has blown up; I was merely guessing at the higher-ups' intentions to boost our race's morale. Who knew this child was actually linked to the Demon God? Was this a lucky mistake after all?"