There was no more battle to be had. I sighed once more as I drank the wine my firstborn son gave me. It was a gift for my thousand-year reign. The moment I drank the wine, my body felt groggy, what is this? I'm getting drunk after one drink? The moment I thought of this, someone entered the throne room. The one who entered was a handsome young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, this was my son and with him, he brought a bunch of magicians. He was smirking at me, this crazy son of mine what has he done?
Demon Lord's Reincarnation
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