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Seeing that it had opened these documents to read, Yuan teased from the side, "A lot of the intelligence you wrote is outdated, and it made me travel a lot for nothing."

"That's quite interesting, isn't it?"

"Yeah...it's quite interesting."

If you continue turning the pages, you'll find many more pages filled with Natsumi's handwriting. Her words, brimming with joy and carefree spirit, depict her observations and experiences in the human world…

Many of the items are illustrated, recording her observations, customs, and cuisine throughout the cities she visited. Several long pages recount her experiences after meeting the Four Seasons. Occasionally, in hidden corners, one can also find glimpses of her longing for the ancient Demon King.

And—in order to choose where she would die, she searched and searched, passing through many places and seeing the dawn she had witnessed.

"It seems—you haven't found the place you chose," the Ancient Demon King said slowly. "In the human world, there doesn't seem to be a dawn sky that satisfies you."

"Yes, and Yi Yun probably won't have a chance to see it either. Alas, it's a pity. Princess Dandelion even made special preparations."

She closed her eyes, trying to understand what the afterlife was like, but all she found was darkness, along with fear and reluctance. Opening her eyes brought the same result: only a dull night sky.

The ancient Demon King silently turned the pages of the book; the soft sound of the pages sliding down recorded the relentless cruelty of time.

Until the very last page.

"May I still remember the dawn of your birth to this day." Gazing at the blank page, the ancient demon king reminisced softly.

"Well?"

"In the black mist formed by the curse, you were tiny, fragile, and naked, crying and whimpering, which was annoying. To be honest, the baby was really not good-looking, and your chubby body was really weak... But... at least you were alive... alive and healthy."

Therefore, it recorded that dawn.

Suddenly, on the last blank page, countless intricate magical patterns appeared. They were written in black blood, with complex three-ringed structures interlocking. Those who could decipher the characters proved that this was an extremely rare ancient demonic magic.

This is more than just a travel guide.

It is also a gift from a father to his daughter.

The ancient Demon King left Yuan with the magic of destiny—Dawn.

"May you like this dawn that shines upon you, that enabled your birth into the world, and that allowed you to utter your first cry."

After the ancient demon king finished speaking with a smile, he activated this spell of fate.

In an instant—

Its power drives everything in the world.

The vast and boundless human world, and this eternally unchanging night sky, responded to the will of the ancient Demon King.

The night—became fragmented.

Whether it was the starlight or the filth left behind by the ominous mist, it all turned to dust in the swaying motion. They scattered silently and faded away. In their place, the light formed from spiritual energy adorned the entire sky, making it shine.

This world yielded to the love of a mere father, transforming itself into the dawn of that time.

"You were born at dawn, but you should not die at dawn."

It left the sky to its daughter—

Everything beyond the horizon—in an instant, was painted with a vast and unrestrained crimson hue. Whether it was the black sea and night sky, or the orange-red sunrise, all were overwhelmed by the crimson hue.

The colors competed with each other, yet they were harmonious and gentle, and in the end, they could only be replaced by the rising sun.

This is dawn.

Then—the sun announced its arrival, the awakening of all things, and the turning of a new page. It submerged countless complex hues, leaving only the rippling, spreading sunlight.

Everyone witnessed this incredible dawn in astonishment.

"Look! This is the dawn when you were born, and it is the only gift I can leave you!" The ancient demon king murmured, recalling many past events.

"This is?"

"Hmm...is it pretty?"

“Nothing special…” Yuan touched her cheek, tears streaming down her face.

“Yes, nothing special. The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate. This world has witnessed countless dawns and sunsets, and this scene is just an insignificant one among them.” The ancient demon king sighed deeply and wiped away his daughter’s tears. “I hope you still have a long life ahead of you, to witness countless scenes more beautiful than this.”

But the gift has been delivered... it really has been delivered.

So—it looked at the coffin bearers.

"After I die, a feather will remain; it is my memory of Eden Bank. For any further questions, go to the realm of demons and ask a man called 'The End of Mythology.' So, Coffin Bearer..."

Despite the fear in his heart, Mori spoke those words with a fearless and unrestrained generosity.

"—The time for farewell has come!"

"Farewell, Ancient Demon King." Mori suppressed a sigh, clutching the gem he had prepared beforehand.

Book 1, Chapter 336: The Legacy of the Lonely Owl

Previously, in order to deal with Hodge, Morishi had used up almost all the gems, even those in their raw state were temporarily cut into shape to make up the numbers. But Morishi still kept one, just in case.

If she could, she really wouldn't want to waste her time on something like this.

But even after personally slaying the evil god Hodge, the experience gained was still insufficient to produce that strawberry...

She had no other choice.

Previously, at the banquet hosted by Master Woodpecker, Mori received a nice ring from the city lord's treasury. She had made it herself during her gaming days, and was currently wearing it.

The ring setting, whose craftsmanship was not yet exquisite, held the ice element gemstone that reflected the morning glow.

The gem had been removed by Mori. It was cold, yet strangely warm... as if the gem possessed a life of its own. Its quality seemed truly extraordinary. A high-level spell was already imprinted within the gem; Mori only needed to activate it with a thought.

There's one more thing—Mori Shi retrieved his own Trillion Star Spectrum.

The thousands of gold coins lost during his previous transformation into a true god have been given a boost by this account book without numbers. Now... let's see if he's qualified to kill the gentle monster before him.

The power within the gem was activated.

Advanced ice elemental magic: Singing death in the dead of winter.

At this moment, most of the surrounding moisture became extremely cold, constantly flowing into the gem to enhance its power. Mori, enduring the chill felt at his fingertips, hung it on a rubber band and faced the Ancient Demon King.

"...Mori?" Yuan blinked in confusion, trying to understand everything she was seeing. She had thought she would slowly die, no longer a burden to the ancient demon king.

But her mind was no longer sharp, and her eyelids slowly closed, obscuring her hazy eyes. It was the magic of the ancient demon king that granted her a period of peaceful sleep; surely, when she awoke next time, she would no longer be in pain.

In the gentle sound of breathing.

Under the unperturbed gaze of the ancient Demon King.

When the forest was filled with the divine power, the slingshot was pulled to its limit.

This overly fragile world once again felt the pain of potential destruction. Even the dawn summoned by the magic of fate would be dimmed by the attack brewing in the forest.

Even the current king of ancient demons couldn't help but be shocked and tremble. It hadn't faced this level of terror for a very, very long time. It suppressed its instinct to fight back and escape, allowing a peaceful state of mind to govern its body.

"Coffin bearer, you are still a true god who surprises me... I thought you would need to pay a huge price, or break free from your restraints like me, to slowly kill me..."

"I didn't expect this either..."

Mori was utterly shocked. The creature's attack power had already been terrifying enough when they fought the Sea God. But now, the destructive power she controlled was a hundred times greater. She even began to worry whether the world could withstand it…

The mere act of brewing and spreading the unexploded attack power generated a steady stream of experience points for her. Someone, from who knows where, was unfortunately frightened to death by this power and became fertilizer for her to condense strawberries.

Fortunately, the ancient demon king got his wish.

“—King of the Ancient Demons, you are truly wealthy.” She said bitterly, “Being a demon is indeed a lucrative position.”

"Wealthy? I suppose so. Although most transactions are paid with souls, I've also amassed many other treasures and riches over the long years. And the Demon Realm is the world I rule, and the personal property of its inhabitants is also mine... Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Sen Shi sensed a hint of smugness in his voice; it was probably the last time the majestic ancient demon king was indulging his vanity.

But suddenly—

"I am deeply grateful to the person who brought the coffin; I almost forgot about them!"

Its indifferent acceptance of death was awakened by Mori.

It would be sad if it were to disappear with this regret.

It immediately said solemnly, "Please, coffin bearers and sea god, be our witnesses!"

Seeing this, Mori had a bad feeling. She looked down, pondering the small slingshot that could destroy the world, unsure whether she should let go and shoot the bird. But... interrupting the other's last words with "death" would probably be even worse...

Responding to Sen's unease, the ancient demon king, as expected, quickly began to discuss the arrangements for the inheritance.

"The demon realm I rule, along with all my wealth and possessions, now belongs to Yuan. She is my heir! This is a fair decision. She is deeply loved, powerful enough, and possesses wisdom and youthful passion. It is also a personal preference. What's wrong with giving her everything? It's my willful act."

"Wait! This can't be... My slingshot is actually—"

"Yes, effective immediately! Huh? Coffin bearer, do you see any loopholes?"

It was too late for Mori to explain; someone so eager to die wouldn't give her time to explain everything...

Suddenly—

Like a girl who had worn braces for a long time, finally being allowed to take them off and reveal flawless white teeth to adorn her smile, the world, too, shed its ugly braces. The world-destroying oppressive force brought by Mori Shi vanished.

All life felt relieved and joyful; it was the sense of liberation that comes from surviving a catastrophe.

"What is this?" The ancient demon king asked, puzzled.

"I don't know how to explain this to you... really..." Mori wiped away her tears, her tone becoming aggrieved, "Can you take back the inheritance distribution you just made? Or, can it take effect after you die..."

"Uh, no, this is something I decided, something like a law. Sorry, you're definitely interested in my treasure vault... but hopefully I'll agree to let you go in and pick whatever you want, don't worry."

Sen Shi sighed heavily, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After countless sighs, she touched the branches and leaves above her head, then finally grasped the roots. To fulfill the other party's tragic wish and bring harmony to this father and daughter, this was the only reckless means left.

"I don't know what will happen next, but I will do my best."

Just as the ancient demon king was about to say something, it suddenly sensed a strange gaze watching it.

At the same time, a subtle and profound emotion stirred within Mori Toki's heart—even the depths of his soul. It was like a drop of water gently falling onto the surface of a lake, creating ripples. But that drop of water, flowing into the vast lake, resonated with the shared origin.

someone...

No—it is the four seasons.

"--who?!"

"—Who's there?"