If I Can’t Be the Demon King, Then I’ll Be the Saintess Instead
Chapter 1: Internal Learning Materials “Bachros, give up resisting. You have nowhere left to run.” The cold voice pierced the deathly silence of the forest. Its owner—the Chief Executive Officer of the Blade of Dawn, the elven prodigy, Tilia Stuart—hovered several yards above the dusky treetops. Her amber eyes cut through the d...
Chapter 1: Internal Learning Materials “Bachros, give up resisting. You have nowhere left to run.” The cold voice pierced the deathly silence of the forest. Its owner—the Chief Executive Officer of the Blade of Dawn, the elven prodigy, Tilia Stuart—hovered several yards above the dusky treetops. Her amber eyes cut through the dimness of the woods, calmly fixed on the figure below, teetering on the brink of collapse. Her prey, Bachros—the capable lieutenant under Demon King Goreya Sagus. At this moment, Bachros was leaning heavily against the roots of a charred giant tree, gasping violently. A deep fissure split his face; his entire body resembled cracked porcelain, ready to shatter completely at any moment. “Give up? You must be joking!” Bachros shot Tilia a vicious glare. He never expecte
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