The Demon Monarch System

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"Did you just say the First Headmaster?" Apollo repeated with widened eyes. According to Geneva, the Headmasters were all chosen from her family as the Vermillion Night Academy was their creation. The Vermillion Night Academy was built using the acquired inheritance of her family.

While he wasn't aware of the identity of the First Headmaster, Apollo was certain that they were Geneva's oldest ancestry. At first, Apollo thought her first ancestor would be a female due to her Dark Phoenix Bloodline, but the truth of the matter turned out to be a different case.

Based on Destrys' words, his fragmented power contracted with a male. This led Apollo to believe that there was a chance that the First Headmaster was the one who mated with a True Dark Phoenix. Naturally, this was something that happened quite often. After all, once a Spirit Beast of a distinguished bloodline reached a certain level, there was essentially no difference between them and a human. 

Therefore, incidences wherein two powerhouses of each race mated were actually highly sought-after situations. A human with a bloodline was stronger than a human without one. This was even more true when it pertained to beast bloodlines.

After all, once a human surpassed a certain threshold, they could turn their own power into a bloodline by isolating their genetic information with a mix of Essence. It would then be embedded in the depths of their being, primed from succession at any given moment.

"That is what I said, are your ears malfunctioning? Fuhrer, just what is the issue with this boy? He's always repeating things I've just said, I don't like that. Do something about it," Destrys grumbled while shaking his head in annoyance.

Sadly, Fuhrer was powerless in this case. He returned a shake of his head as well, "I am sorry to say this, but I am of no help. I am in no position to command my liege. At best, I am here to guide him. And this, this doesn't seem like guiding."

"Liege, you say? Then he must have a connection with him? What is his connection? As far as I know, he didn't rear any offspring. Even if he attempted to hide their existence, I sensed no signs of his power being recently partitioned," Destrys remarked with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

As far as he knew, Fuhrer was an extremely prideful being. Aside from the First Monarch who was stronger than him, seldom did he lower his head nor did he seem like the type to follow someone weaker than him. The only plausible reason would be a connection to his late master.

Thus, he made this assumption.

Regrettably, as this information was sensitive, Fuhrer could only remain tightlipped about it, "I can't verify anything. All I know is that when I met him, I was inclined to follow him. If you experience his abilities, you'll understand what I mean."

"On the contrary, I already have. Have you forgotten? He summoned you here. I don't think there has ever been a Demon born with the power to summon other Demons. This type of power should be derived from Authority," Destrys answered. 

In response to his answer, Fuhrer could only present a bitter smile, 'He is truly too knowledgeable about us. Save for the First Monarch, I don't think there is another Demon alive with as much collective knowledge as him.'

Nevertheless, Fuhrer was intent on standing by his instructions, "Don't aim your words at me. Talk with him. After all, he is the one who is vital to your plans."

Immediately after saying this, Fuhrer stepped aside and took a seat. Since this was a materialization of his soul power, Fuhrer needed to absorb ethereal energies to repair it. Luckily, with the appearance of Destrys, these same energies accompanied him. After all, a Primordial was a being who stood at the apex of energy manipulation.

All of a sudden, realization dawned upon Fuhrer, 'All of this had to have been within his calculations. He was merely testing the current stability of my soul before introducing a way to reinforce it quickly.'

Compared to before, the speed of his swings paled in comparison to his heyday. When he used to strike, even the movement of the void wouldn't suffice in matching his attack speed. Yet, now he could barely utilize 1% of that speed. In other words, couldn't accomplish the same feats, they were severely weakened.

When he noticed this, Destrys struck in such a way that allowed his attacks to nearly sever Fuhrer's arms from the socket. However, before that happened, the power was tweaked yet again. By stripping Fuhrer's arms bare and leaving it at a near incapacitated state, it allowed for his even stronger dark energy to repair the inconsistencies.

'Even after the Monarch's disappearance, you still bring succor to the Demons. It's to be expected of a tried and true ally,' Fuhrer thought to himself. This was the type of ally the demons lacked but, finding a genuine aid like Destrys was a tedious task. 

While these thoughts flowed in his mind, he soon pushed them to the back of his mind. In the meantime, it was Apollo's turn to present his gnawing questions. 

"Earlier, you said that you and the First Monarch held a contract together. Since then, something has been bothering me for quite some time. Is this world within the so-called domain of Demons and Spirits?" Apollo questioned. 

"It is, it is just in the farthest reaches. Think of it like this, a domain comprises many levels. A world like this can only be situated in the furthermore outskirts of that jurisdiction," Destrys answered.

Upon receiving this answer, Apollo fell silent. This was because he was formulating answers pertaining to his overarching purpose in his mind.

'If that's the case, me arriving here couldn't have been random. Furthermore, Destrys' orb miraculously ending up on this specific planet can't be a coincidence either. It all seems like a part of some larger agenda. After all, both of these existences surpass the confines of this world. Perhaps this was my beacon… then, what are the Terrors' purpose?'

All these questions arising in his mind didn't possess tangible answers at this point, but his gut told him it all revolved around him. If this wasn't the case, he wouldn't have come in contact with as many mystical encounters as he did.

"Ahem, this is all besides the point, let's get back to the matter at hand. Is it true that you have a possible choice in my mind, yes or no? If not, it is no big deal; the planet will just face devastation at an earlier point in time," Destrys remarked in a nonchalant tone. It went without saying, he viewed this place as next to worthless.

Meanwhile, Apollo's eyes widened uncontrollably. Until now, he thought he was arrogant, but Destrys took this practice to a whole new level. 'No big deal, what the... The lives of billions of people are worthless to him! Then again, it is understandable when you account for how long he has lived. He must have witnessed countless births of worlds,' Apollo estimated quietly. 

After a short moment, he finally admitted to what was on his mind. "It's a possibility that I might have someone in mind to fulfill this role. But, whether or not they truly fit the bill, you'll have to evaluate that yourself," Apollo revealed.

"There is no need for all those extra steps, just open your mind to me. You have witnessed their power, right? All I need is to take a gander at it," Destrys said while raising his hand. Usually, opening your mind to someone was a dangerous decision. It left one vulnerable to mental damage if the other side carried hostile intentions. 

Nevertheless, Apollo felt it was beneath Destrys to commit foul play based on the loftiness he exhibited thus far. Therefore, Apollo obliged without much protest. He lowered his head and allowed Destrys' hand to fall upon it.

The atmosphere grew silent as Destrys scoured through his mind to locate the information he sought. Once he found it, he started to silently judge both of the candidates' abilities. At some times, his eyebrows furrowed, at other times they relaxed. Overall, it was difficult to perceive what his verdict was.

Until he voiced it, Apollo could only wait in suspense. In the meantime, he took this opportunity to absorb some morsels of energy that were being emitted from Destrys. To his surprise, just a speck of his aura was extremely pure! It was comparable to using a Nebula Shard to train, except it didn't bolster his knowledge of the Tenebrous Path.

After all, Destrys' species wasn't Demonkind. Nevertheless, he was still extremely skilled with darkness, so there were benefits to Apollo's actions.

Finally, Destroys retrieved his hand. "I mean, they aren't the strongest, but they'll suffice if you do what I told you to. The Spirit's potential is still partially untapped, so that's promising. But, the girl...well, she's subpar, to say the least. It would've been better if you could've proposed a more promising individual. Still, she'll do as well."

He then continued, "Since you have delivered on your side of the deal. I shall reciprocate as well."