Chapter 5

Upon arriving to the front, a gigantic roofless carriage could be seen holding an elegant tall young man standing with a lady resting on one of his arms holding onto his waist. The young man had short golden yellow hair with light sapphire eyes looking down on the crowd, one hand waving cheerfully at both sides while the other arm rested on the young lady's shoulder. He wore a formal red dress coat with golden lace embroidered loosely on both shoulders, and the Royal's crest on his breast pocket. The young lady on his side had long straight brown hair with a silky pink dress draping down to her feet.

'Analyse' Draceo muttered under his breath,

Status

Name: Helver Alosio

Race: Human

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Level: D

Title: Hero (Title Bonus: +100 to all stats), Citizen of Royal Empire, Otherworldly, Summoned Person

Attributes: Holy Light, Water, Ice

Health Bar: 100/100 (+100)

Mana Bar: 110/110

Speed: 20

Defence: 100 (+100)

Strength: 100

Magic Attack: 100

Magic Defence: 150

Equipment

- Royal Dress Coat (+100 Health +100 Defence)

Skills

Tier 1 Elemental Magic

Tier 1 Summon Magic

Buffs

200% Growth Rate [ Double EXP Gain, Double Stats Gain ] (29 Days Remaining)

Glancing over Helver's status, Draceo saw nothing extremely out of the ordinary and casually made his way back out of the crowd.

As he was moving towards the back, a sudden curiosity grew as he glanced at the Castle located further into the middle of the city. Ever since becoming a demon, Draceo's sense of darkness and evil intent became intensely sensitive, and the Royal Castle stank of evilness.

He quickly moved towards the castle. The roads on the way there were almost empty as everyone had swarmed towards the hero, shouting out praises and throwing flowers. The royal guards surrounding the castle also seemed more lax than usual; some even sitting down playing cards.

Draceo casually walked towards the gates and suddenly disappeared. A split second later, he appeared behind the gates and once again casually walked towards the castle. The guards took no notice as they were too busy playing their game. Looking around he noticed the dark energy thickening around under the ground.

'The basement?' Draceo muttered quietly, as he place a hand on the ground.

He slowly released a tiny amount of mana, analysing the geographic underneath.

He learnt that the basement had held a little over a hundred people in tiny cells. They were all cruelly tortured and over a few dozens of them were barely holding onto their string of life.

Looking closely, Draceo suddenly froze, as he noticed something in particular. The mana he released suddenly became turmoil as his emotions became unstable. The grounds of the castle begun to shake.

"Earthquake!" a guard exclaimed as he stood up from the ground, turning towards the castle. By the time he had looked over, Draceo had already disappeared and the guards grew chaotic, each attempting to look for something to hold onto.

At this time, Draceo had teleported himself in front of the door to the basement. He quickly pushed both doors open; each door letting out a creaking sound as they swung open. Draceo marched towards the cells, a demonic aura spewing out from within him. He suddenly stopped in front of a particular cell and glanced into it.

From within, layed a black haired young girl, both arms chained up on the cement wall, her feet barely able to touch the ground, wearing nothing but a bunch of rags as clothes. Her thin body was extremely malnourished as her lips revealed chips and cracks indicating she had drunk little to no water over the last few weeks. Dark bruises, burns, whip and cut marks littered her fragile body. Her eyes were tightly closed from exhaustion.

Draceo tightly gripped the bars of the cells, causing them to easily bend like paper and softy growled,

'Arnea'