Primordial Soul's Rebirth

On the demon continent, there was no such thing as a reward system.

You do whatever your higher-ups ask you to do, as that is what you are supposed to do.

The strong govern, while the weak are governed.

That's how it is in the Demon Empire.

So, when the demon generals heard that Alex was going to reward them for a task, they were filled with new-found enthusiasm.

They did realize that it might've been Alex's end goal from the start—to get them fired up.

But they didn't protest; they were profiting from the deal anyway.

However, when Malak, after several tries, was unable to find any information on Alice, he grew glum.

The only time they were going to be rewarded for their task was when he couldn't even complete the task asked of him.

He was ready to hear some harsh words or get punished for failing to complete the task, as that is how things went in the demon empire.

But he was shocked yet again by the generosity of the demon lord.

'Is this how humans feel?'

Malak knew about the humans, and he knew many of their doings; these kinds of generosity in particular were either done by them or the peace-loving Black Tortoise Empire's rulers.

So, when he recalled how the one at the receiving end was supposed to respond to their emperor at a moment like this, he tried to politely reject Alex's offer, but before he could do that...

"Never spurn fortune when it knocks at your door, Malak.

This will be the only time I'm offering this, so be mindful of what you say next. Once I take it back, the opportunity will be lost."

Alex's words resounded throughout the hall, and Malak realized his mistake.

This wasn't the human empire, nor was this a peace-loving race's empire; this was the demon empire.

Here, one never rejected the good things they were being provided with—they would just take them without question.

The logic of humans or any other race didn't work here.

As those things became clear, he nodded his head with a serious expression before he grabbed the glass container that stored a liquid so precious that a single vial of it could cause war.

"Thank you, my lord."

Malak then bowed his head and expressed his gratitude.

"There is no need for your gratitude; instead, direct it toward Morvan.

Were she to return empty-handed, as you have, this reward would not be yours to claim."

Alex waved his hand as he sat back on the throne, his back relaxing on it, and Luna, who saw this, settled on his lap as if it were her rightful spot.

"Nyxshadow, come out."

But soon after that, Alex's lips moved, his voice commanding and strong, calling out for Nyx.

*Swoosh*

Without a second's delay, a wooshing sound was heard, and Nyx, who had always been standing next to the throne, became visible.

"My lord."

Nyx went directly to his knees and bowed his head.

"Rise."

Alex commanded again, and Nys followed through.

"Here."

Alex waved his hand, and a glass vial, much like the ones that the other three generals had received, appeared in front of Nyx, causing him to widen his eyes.

'W-What…?'

He looked at Alex with a confused gaze as he stammered inwardly.

"I won't go over what I told Malak again."

Alex's words brought Nyx back to focus, and his eyes finally settled on the item floating in front of him.

'Didn't he hate me or something like that?'

Nyx wondered inwardly as he stared at the vial filled with silver liquid.

What he didn't know was that Alex never actually hated him; it was just that Nyx wasn't worthy enough to enter Alex's sight—especially after feeling the killing intent emanated by Nyx.

But if that was the case, then why was Alex even rewarding Nyx?

He, unlike Malak, didn't even do the hard work.

All he did was make the situation worse, and although it was not actually his fault as the plot armor played a major role in it, he did fail miserably.

The reason was simple, and it was that he didn't want to show partiality right now, as that would disrupt the flow of the plan he had for Nyx.

*Grab*

Nyx, on the other hand, grabbed the glass container filled with a silver-colored liquid—a potion that could turn even a person with the lowest-ranked bloodline into a royal-ranked bloodline holder—after a while of contemplation.

Then, he bowed his head.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Thank you, my lord."

He expressed his gratitude for this unexpected surprise.

He, just like Malak, was never expecting a reward, more so when he was scolded about not doing his job perfectly.

"Hm."

Alex nodded his head and gestured for Nyx to get up.

His eyes then scanned the generals standing next to each other before he spoke.

"Have you all covered everything you wanted to discuss, or is there still something on your mind?"

None of them raised their hands, implying that they didn't have anything to say, but before Alex could nod his head and get up, Morvan raised her right hand.

"Yes? Is there something you would like to express, Morvan?"

Alex paused as he saw Morvan's hand, then he relaxed back in his seat.

"Yes, my lord."

Morvan, however, didn't continue and continued to stare at Alex, causing him to raise his brows.

"Go on."

He gestured for her to continue, and only then did she speak.

"Would it be all right if I walked together with you in the ball tomorrow, my lord?"

Morvan inquired with a bit of hesitation in her cold voice, and although her question was for Alex, her gaze was fixed on Luna.

*Giggle*

Luna, who saw this, just giggled, causing Alex to chuckle as well.

"Sister, I don't have any authority over him; I'm the same as you, trying my best."

Luna commented with a soft laugh, her eyes giving a sidelong glance at Alex, observing his expression, only to be disappointed as she saw him shake his head with a cryptic smile.

Morvan, however, lowered her head, embarrassed about being found out; her eyes, however, kept sneaking at Alex, observing his expression.

She didn't want Alex to get angry at her, and if he did get angry, then she would try not to express her feelings.

Not like she knew how to show her emotions; her emotions had already died the moment she turned into an undead.

The only emotions she could show were the surface emotions; she could never express what she felt inwardly.

But she was fine with it.

It was something she had to live with; it was the consequence of her actions after all.

As she waited for Alex's response with bated breath, he finally spoke.

"Sure, I don't see a problem with that."

Alex just chuckled as he saw the emotionless woman, who had yet to show a single heartfelt smile, getting embarrassed about such a small thing.

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