Sense of Security

The tiny clones flying around gathered back together and reformed into Roy's body.

While flying toward Benia, Roy found that he always had blurry afterimages during the flight. It was not until he landed and folded his wings that the afterimages disappeared.

"Great Osiris!" Benia knelt on one knee. The demon wings behind her tightly wrapped around her body as she bowed to Roy. This was the highest form of submission from the demon race. She said to him respectfully, "I was right. You will eventually be a king!"

Benia was extremely excited. She knew that as long as she stayed by Roy's side, she might be able to witness the birth of a new demon king.

"Get up!" Roy raised his hand, and a breeze made Benia straighten up. "It's still too early to become a demon king."