The seventh day finally arrived.
Before dawn had even broken over the capital, the city was already awake.
Normally, at such an hour, the streets would still be quiet, occupied only by merchants preparing their stalls and adventurers returning from late-night commissions. Today, however, the atmosphere was completely different.
Thousands of people had poured into the main streets long before sunrise.
Rumors had spread throughout the Human Domain for an entire week.
The successor of the Devil King was coming.
Not as a prisoner.
Not as an enemy.
But as an honored guest.
No matter how many times people repeated those words, they still sounded absurd.
Children sat on rooftops, leaning over the edges to catch a glimpse of history. Merchants abandoned their shops to join the crowds gathering along the royal avenue. Noble families occupied balconies overlooking the main road, while adventurers filled taverns near the assembly hall.
