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225  The World of Demons!

Chapter 225

"Pardon? Oliver…?" The elder was momentarily stunned; this was really out of the blue.

"Ah, Young Master Oliver…" Feeling a little flustered, the elder quickly composed himself. He had never expected Ophelia to care about her children in the first place.

Well, except for Nadia. So he couldn't help but feel surprised when he found her interested in Oliver's affairs.

Usually, she would have a report prepared on Nadia's daily routine and activities delivered to her every week, often detailing what Nadia had been or would be doing for the week.

But as for Oliver, she never showed any peculiar interest. Until recently, he was considered a talentless seedling, but then he suddenly bloomed with talent and secured a position in the clan's event.

He had been there when Oliver was born, but he never sensed a single talent in the boy at that time. Back then, the boy had seemed ordinary, unremarkable.

Perhaps this was why Ophelia was now showing interest in her son.

The elder's thoughts ran quickly as he considered all of this in seconds.

"Regarding the young master, I don't have particularly detailed information about his activities, but I will have it prepared immediately. As for anything major recently concerning the young master, I heard from the other elders that he took on a mission from the clan's administrative center in disguise and left discreetly for the mission. The elder in charge has already dispatched a group of professionals from the clan to bring him back. It should not be long before he returns…"

He suddenly quieted down as he felt the air around him grow heavier with each passing moment, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on him.

He looked at Ophelia's expression, which hadn't changed a bit since the beginning. But for some reason, he felt a strong sense of gloominess radiating from her calm face.

Was she perhaps angry?

Was she angry? Had he misspoken? The elder shivered slightly; he didn't dare imagine the consequences if her wrath exploded.

The calmer the person, the greater the wrath.

Seeing Ophelia's expression as if she didn't want to see his face anymore, he quickly took his leave.

"So, he escaped from the clan in the end."

Ophelia spoke to herself. She seemed to have expected this outcome to some extent.

"I thought I tied his fate down, but..."

"For his fate to shift so much from this, it looks like he won't be returning anytime soon. Interesting…"

Ophelia lightly tapped her finger against the wooden table as she seemed to contemplate something. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Her gaze flickered ominously as she stood alone in her courtyard.

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Swish!

A black, square-shaped portal emerged out of nowhere, and a boy with shimmering white hair jumped from it, landing perfectly on the irregular ground below.

Instantly, his senses expanded, covering everything around him, his eyes gazing and scanning his surroundings.

The sky was covered with thick, dark yellow clouds, looking as though they were made of sulfur, blocking the warm sunlight from the world below.

"This familiar setting… this place is…"

"The demon world!"

His pupils shrank as his senses sharpened, putting him on high alert.

He quickly assessed his surroundings and realized he was in a narrow alleyway, with strange buildings on both sides.

He leaped, his figure blurring under the pale yellow light from the clouds. He wore the [Cloak of Darkness] and used Abyss energy to completely conceal any trace of espera within him. His presence was nearly non-existent at this moment.

Unless he walked up to someone, no one would be able to notice him. The energy surrounding him was perfect camouflage.

With the support of rugged surfaces, he soon reached the top of the building beside him. His gaze was distant as he involuntarily let out a remark.

"Oh man… this is going to be troublesome."

In front of him, as far as he could see, was a vast spectacle.

The place was built in the shadow of a rugged volcano, a truly historic metropolis. It was a large city, filled with towering black buildings of all kinds…

Its elegance was matched by the backdrop of dark mountains, which had helped shape the city into what it was today at a glance.

The climate brought by these mountains was of great importance, but they were also influential in architectural designs, as the majority of buildings were shaped to complement the dark volcanic mountains behind them, giving an ominous view.

The skyline was riddled with elaborate skyscrapers, many of which showed their age and rich history. Various cultures seemed to have left their mark not only on the city's history but also on its identity.

What historically was a city of few differences had grown into a large melting pot, and it was this that united the 8 million residents to this day.

Hundreds of bakeries, bars, and ethnic restaurants—it almost resembled a normal human city in an eerie way.

Beyond the city, there was barren, empty, and harsh land—not an ideal place for life. It was a twisted reflection of the human world, just more brutal.

It was definitely a place where demons would live.

"…."

Hot air blew against his face, and memories from the novel about demons and their world flooded his mind.

He felt no regret; he had already decided to face whatever was coming when he picked up the book.

He just felt it was going to be a long journey before he could return. From the looks of it, he was in some random demon city. Crossing borders and entering the human world would be very difficult from this point.

Nonetheless, he still had to do it. There was no turning back now. He could only imagine what the clan was doing at the moment upon finding out he was not where he was supposed to be.

He heard some noises and looked down. In the streets below, he saw multiple demons walking around normally.

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