From the town centre, the castle emitted thick black smoke and the inhabitants rushed to put out the fire.

Some guards sounded the alarm and most of the fleeing false guards were shot by the remaining loyal guards.

Few knights remained but Romas, accompanied by loyal allies, mercenaries and the 5 wyverns who were no longer hiding in the confusion of a failed coup, rushed from the guild to the central castle.

There were flames in the courtyard, visible from the outside, and guards were running away screaming.

Romas immediately recognised the red crests and flags erected all over the city and on the road, and he grabbed one of the guards and lifted him up with one hand, grabbing him by the collar of his armour.

Romas had colossal strength to go with Argos.

"What the hell? Where's the guard? The knights? Argos?...and what's with the western banner?"

"Arghh. Please! run!!! they are dead... they are slaughtered.... the monster... the monster ate them all!!!"

He turned his head towards Kroa but he got an animal look...

He rode his horse and entered the courtyard. The path was strewn with charred corpses or balled up traitors paralyzed by terror.

He immediately felt the demonic aura.

Even the wyverns were afraid.

"Kroa? "

"Mir is alive but I am afraid of him! He has very very big teeth!"

This made no sense, except to explain that the predatory aura was amplified.

"I hope I'm not too late. "Her blood ran cold.

Many bodies lay in the streets, evidence of assassination battles, of revolt and duty.

Night had fallen by now while the sun was still out. Something was wrong. Like a veil of darkness.

The city, once full of life, now looked like a sinister city stinking of blood.

The drawbridge was down and no one was there to guard the castle.

Swords in their scabbards struck the ribs of the horses that rushed across the bridge.

It was a mess, carnage and lots of wooden objects were burning in the courtyard and also many of them were crushed.

Surprisingly, there were no scenes of looting or thieves. Everyone was running away.

On the stairs the staff lay with their throats cut. Servants, grooms, servants.

Romas rushed towards the great throne room, the palace of mirrors.

And his blood ran cold as he saw the emperor on the floor, the queen lying in an eternal grimace and the Commander on the throne, without his head.

All the nobles... massacred

Then, next door, they heard screams and cries for help.

A nobleman from a county to the east and his daughter ventured out, recognising the black imperial crests.

The girl threw herself at Romas' feet. "They are all dead! The red soldiers... they killed everyone. The witch...Then...the Beast...."

The Gentleman spoke again.

hey killed everyone at the Djizira and the dragon sprang from the princess's shoulder! It killed the minister and the traitors."

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"Chlorophyll! The princess! Is she alive?"

"I don't know but there was a terrible battle in the courtyard and the dragon won I think.. he took the princess!!! Poor thing! She was so sweet"

Romas: "Where did he take her?"

"To the little palace, I think! But be careful, there is a crazy hero who fought with the dragon!"

"Did they fight?"

"No... I think they were together against the Commander, the leader of the knights, Argos... She was defeated by the dragon I think. The hero is mourning her.."

He arrived with his men, the dragon hunters, and met Zalar with the chief knight. He was surprised to see her with a red coat of arms, that of Magestia, the realm of the Enchantress.

"Zalar? Argos? What happened?

He bent down to feel her pulse.

"Did Mir do this carnage?"

Zalar: "She loved me..." lost in thought.

Then he shook the hero.

"Zalar! She is dead!!!"

He continued to cry over his rival.

"Where is Chlorophyll?"

"She's sleeping with Mir... in the annex. They're recovering."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Was it Mir who slaughtered everyone?"

Zalar: "He protected Chlorophyll...to the end.."

He sheathed his sword and walked towards the small palace through the garden and saw a huge black dragon surrounding the little princess.

In all his life he had never seen such a monster. It was beyond anything he had ever imagined.

Sharp claws, and its back was like a saw, and huge bipedal legs and its evil aura.

By reflex, he saw by his system that he was in front of a final boss. The DEMON LORD MIRMOELNIR!!!

Gasp!

This creature beyond danger could summon demons, dragons and all sorts of monsters almost at will and his power was beyond imagination.

He could crush the Enchantress. If one were to compare their powers, it was one to three, in favour of the Demon Lord. Moreover, a red aura glowed between his paws.

It was Chlorophille charging up with mana: "True Witch of the EAST! - Empress of the Central Continent."

Romas signalled to his men... and they knelt.

But only I (Mir) was still awake, drowsy. I was watching over MY princess.

Any other dragon, or worse, dragon lord, would have exploded in anger and violence, but I was trying to remain myself.

I had lost much of my humanity in becoming a wyvern and in becoming a Demon Lord, I no longer saw the system as an ally boosting me into a killing machine.

I was Mir, the happy wyvern, happy to be alive and still wanting to play, laugh and have fun with those I love.

The silence in the room was heavy and I could feel the respect, the tension but also the fear and the rage to kill me.

Other people's systems told me to kill myself to save the world.

But from what? From me?

No... my anger and rage to get my family back. But they were becoming hostages, or some kind of leverage, pretext or collateral damage.

Our clan would perish, sooner or later, but it was only a matter of time.

Maxime and Sacha arrived and their window blinked on having to kill me and the Dragon Lord.

I was thinking and my first words had to be fair and thoughtful...

"ROMAS", in my cavernous, monstrous voice...

"SAY NOTHING... MIR... DON'T SAY ANYTHING..."

We looked at each other for a long time.

Then I stood up in all my splendor and my aura overwhelmed everyone.

I shrank to twice the size of a human and stared at Romas.

Romas: "The empire is ruined!

"NO.."

He laughed in annoyance.

"It's MY EMPIRE, it's MY PRINCESS, it's MY IMPERATORY! and I am the DEMON LORD!"

Romas crossed his arms then Chlorophylle woke up and jumped on my neck..

"MY LOVE...MIR! You saved me!!!" Then she began to stammer. "D..DEMON LORD?"

"I am still your "MIR", Empress and Magician of the East!"

And I bowed to the new Empress.

"Mir. help me... I'm scared!"

Then, holding her close to me, "Romas. You will take over the place of the Commander, the Minister of Defence..."

And I looked at him with big eyes.

"Sasha, Maxim, recruit all the household staff you can."

"Kratos, take upon yourself emissaries and return the remains of the nobles to their respective families. I will visit them personally. Start with the dukes and princes."

Romas was flabbergasted at my command.

In fact I was putting the structure in order, as any scientist must have a minimum of management knowledge to at least defend his projects in front of a commission and obtain funds and subsidies

I then ordered that all the corpses be removed and that the unfortunate ones, traitors and non-traitors, be returned to their families.

I immediately ordered an amnesty and an immediate suspension of the collection of taxes and seizures.

The people had to stop suffering.

Only a minimum of personnel was kept, just to maintain and run the small palace, and I had the entire imperial palace condemned

The majority of the army had deserted and the rest had returned to the powerful nobles.

The duchies were more powerful now than the central government.

A week of mourning was declared and a truce was imposed with the enemy states for the funeral.

It was dark and my aura now extended beyond the city. I was beginning to feel all the monsters in contact with my aura and I was getting chills just thinking about it.

The Old Man arrived and we met at the little palace in the garden where it was almost dark.

He walked beside me, followed not too far behind by Romas but others too.

"Mir, I feel that you still have your heart... but I also see an abyss and forces that, unleashed would cause uncontrolled chaos. But tell me... what are your intentions?"

The dragon lord was corroding me and I could feel it, yet I did not want to lose myself.

"To have Eggs??"

Romas choked on the comedy of the situation..

"Uh... Wait...Yes... I want... White and Chlorophyll!!!"

No.. I want MOMAN!