Xia didn't even look scared, she even had an expression of great happiness.

A vein bulged on Gaharud's forehead. Those whose mouths had been slit to silence their chants lay on the ground, their mouths slit and unable to speak. They glared at Hajime with ferocious eyes, as if to say, "I'll stare you to death even if I have to." Kouki and the others also looked at Hajime with a shudder at his audacity.

"Still pretending... Anyway, you're unharmed, right? If you have no ill will towards the Empire, you could at least help with treatment or send for help, right?"

"Your subordinates are full of murderous intent. I'm afraid they'll attack me the moment I finish healing... Can I just kill them then?"

"Of course not! Hey, listen up! You absolutely cannot attack that monster! Even if this damned kid is arrogant and colluded with the Hauriya tribe, and even if he's surrounded by good women, I won't let you die in vain!"

Hearing their master's order to survive, Gaharud's surviving subordinates showed resigned expressions. Hajime frowned, slightly unhappy.

“Alright, even if they wanted to kill you, no one would actually rush into a monster’s mouth, and I won’t let them do that. Someone’s almost bleeding out, so please, Nagumo Hajime.”

"Since you won't attack, it's okay for me to help you with your treatment... Kaori, please."

"Alright, leave it to me! —The Scripture!"

There was no chanting or magic circle involved; Kaori simply called out the spell's name, and the highest-level healing spell instantly activated. Radiant magical energy spread throughout the banquet hall, healing the wounded in an instant.

"Even the replies are at monster level... I can't stand it."

Seeing Kaori's amazing healing magic, Gaharud complained with a tired expression on his face. Seeing the body gradually recover, Gaharud's subordinates were also dumbfounded. Since it is generally believed that the highest level of magic cannot be activated instantly, their surprise is understandable.

Leaving behind the healed but still unconscious young lady and the frightened nobles, those who were able to fight immediately surrounded Gaharud and looked at Hajime with eyes of full alertness.

"That's why I told you not to act rashly. If you show him murderous intent, and he retaliates, we'll all be wiped out."

"But Your Majesty! They are obviously from the same group!"

"That's right! Even His Highness the Crown Prince... can't let them go!"

"If this continues, the Empire's prestige will be completely destroyed!"

Although Gaharud tried to dissuade them, his subordinates kept arguing with each other and refused to give up.

Even though they had a glimpse of Kaori's strength from her amazing recovery magic, they had never witnessed Hajime's true strength. Furthermore, several of them had witnessed the mock battle between Gaharud and Kouki in the Kingdom before, and since the target they were using as a benchmark was not very strong, they thought they might still have a chance of winning.

Seeing his subordinates' resentment lingering, Gaharud sighed and exuded a strong aura of dominance.

Overwhelmed by his domineering aura, they couldn't help but groan. Besides speaking to his subordinates, Gaharud also spoke to everyone in the meeting room with a voice full of authority:

"Stop the nonsense! I told you I won't let you die in vain. Listen carefully, that white-haired guy with the eyepatch is a true monster. He can easily destroy an army of ten thousand people alone... He is very strong, so strong that no one can match him. I won't ask you to obey him, but since you are an Imperial who believes in strength above all else, don't refuse to admit the difference in strength. It's shameful!"

His angry voice made his subordinates and the nobles in the meeting hall freeze.

"The same goes for the Hauliya tribe. They should have been the weakest, but now they've gained power and stormed the Empire's capital. The reason they've toyed with us is simply because we're weak and stupid, isn't it? I don't intend to give up, and they don't think we will either... Anyway, admit our defeat, and the Empire's rules are that the loser obeys the winner! If you still have objections, come to me! Use your strength to make me submit! Make me obey you! Just like the Hauliya tribe did!"

Jaharud's roar echoed throughout the banquet hall. Those slumped to the ground, their legs weak, dared not even look at him. After a brief hesitation, his subordinates bowed their heads before him. They had been defeated early on, leaving Jaharud alone to fight to the bitter end. Furthermore, his master's words carried immense weight for them.

The banquet hall was once again shrouded in silence, and Hajime said with satisfaction:

"Okay, that's the end of it."

Of course, everyone present glared at Hajime.

The eyes fully express the heart.

That is--

You have no right to say that! Plague God!

That day, the entire imperial capital was shocked.

—Liberate all demihumans and prohibit their enslavement from now on.

In short, His Majesty the Emperor issued the above decree to all citizens of the empire.

It was mandatory for both individuals and slave traders to comply, with no exceptions allowed.

Of course, while the people of the empire were confused, it also caused a lot of opposition.

A large number of people from the empire flocked to the Imperial City, wanting to ask why such a sudden announcement was made.

Jaharud appeared on the balcony of the Imperial City, a subtle stiff expression on his face, and shouted to the citizens of the Empire:

"Everything is the 'oracle' of the Creator God, Master Esid! Citizens of the Empire! Look! Master Esid has sent the Apostle and the Hero to the Empire!"

Instantly, countless rays of light descended from the sky, and from within them, the Apostle of God (Kaori) with silver wings spread out, descended. Dazzling silver feathers fluttered down from the sky.

The whole world was filled with dazzling light, and ripples of light (a combination of soul magic and regeneration magic) spread throughout the imperial capital. Feeling the ripples of light that made the body and mind soothed, people squinted their eyes in ecstasy.

At this moment, the Brave Glory appeared beside Gaharud, holding up the holy sword.

The holy sword shone brighter than usual.

"Lord Esid said that in order to further the prosperity of the Empire, liberating the demihumans is a necessary measure! You may be confused, but don't worry! The Empire will compensate those who lose their slaves! As the Emperor, I believe that you are all patriotic and devout citizens of the Empire!"

Proof of being an apostle of God—a silver feather fluttered down.

The citizens of the imperial capital picked up the silver feathers, and after a while, they cheered loudly, praising the apostles, the brave men, and His Majesty the Emperor.

Although some people are worried about how much compensation they can get, it depends on what Gaharud will do in the future.

"Come on, Emperor."

A voice came from the room, cheering up Gaharud, whose smile was stiff.

It was Hajime, Yue and Tio were also beside him, they were the technicians responsible for creating the sacred effect for Kaori.

The dazzling divine light illuminates the earth—all of this is due to the hand of "Director Hajime."

Of course, Gaharud's lines also come from Hajime's script.

Last night, the leaders of the military, the executive branch, and other major imperial agencies were informed of the current situation. Since almost all the political leaders were present at the banquet, the information was transmitted very quickly.

To free the slaves, an order was needed to the citizens of the empire and a place to gather them. While slaves in towns outside the imperial capital could be dealt with later, slaves within the capital had to be freed the next day as agreed, or the lives of the imperial high command would be in jeopardy.

Because lives were at stake, the imperial high command handled the matter very quickly.

That said, there was still a problem: how to inform the people of the empire. If they suddenly heard that their slave property would be confiscated, it would be fine for the individuals themselves, but the slave traders would lose their jobs, and riots might break out, and the slaves might be harmed in the process.

At that time, the heads of the imperial high-ranking officials will truly fly away.

When Gaharud and the others were worried, Hajime with a bright smile brought salvation.

"When you're in trouble, all you have to do is use the gods, right?"

Hajime casually uttered a terrifying statement, proposing a scenario to Gaharud and the others, which read: "The Apostle of God and the Brave Master have arrived! They have specially gifted us with silver feathers, so please free the slaves!"

The citizens of the empire probably never dreamed that the precious silver feathers they held in their hands could actually be transformed into a vicious weapon that could decompose everything at any time as long as the Apostle was willing.

In addition, Kaori's recovery magic ripples just now not only made them feel physically and mentally comfortable, but also were intended to heal the demi-human slaves who were physically and mentally injured.

Even at this moment, one could see that in the ruins of the arena, the demihuman slaves were having their collars removed and were being taken away one after another by the Imperial soldiers.

Gaharud turned around and looked at Hajime and said:

"I take back what I said about you being a dead kid. You are—a demon!"

Including Kouki, who held the holy sword high on the balcony, Ryuutarou and the others, and even Yue and the others nodded vigorously in agreement.

Afterwards, all the imperial soldiers went out to liberate the slaves. It didn't take long before all the demihumans were freed from their shackles.

Thousands of demihumans still couldn't comprehend what had happened, and even those who could understand looked incredulous. They followed the light that led them outside the imperial capital in a daze.

Even after they stepped out of the imperial capital, they still looked back nervously, fearing that this was some new game played by the imperial people and that they would suffer a tragic end if they escaped.

At this moment, something happened that shocked the demihumans.

A huge spaceship descended from the sky. It was the Fornir with a huge cargo container attached.

They were dumbfounded, their bodies frozen. Then they saw a bunny girl on the deck waving energetically.

The girl—Shia, with a resounding voice, shouted out the words the demihumans had been eagerly awaiting.

"Everyone~! I'm here to save you! Let's go home together! Let's go back to Feyalbergen~!"

The injuries were treated, the imperial capital was behind them, the shackles were removed, the hero led the way, an unknown means of transportation, and on the means of transportation, there was a girl who said she was there to greet them.

The future that I had already given up on came to my mind along with reality.

After a beat——

—Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Cheers loud enough to shake the earth rang out, and everyone, with tears in their eyes, joyfully hugged the people around them.

"Going home..."

On the bridge, Hajime was watching the scene through the screen, muttering to himself.

His expression is hard to describe in one word.

Is it envy, empathy, or...

Whatever it is, it's a very human expression.

At this moment, someone gently held Hajime's hand.

The moon beside him was looking at him with gentle eyes.

Hajime smiled faintly, and focused on manipulating Fornil in order to greet the demihumans.

Not only Kaori and Tio, but Shizuku and the others also looked at Hajime's back with warm eyes.

Volume 7 Finale

[Demon Country Galant] is currently like a wake, filled with tragic silence.

In the magic city of the royal city, regardless of gender, age or status, everyone discusses the future of their country in a low voice, but none of them is a bright future.

Anxiety and despair appeared on everyone's face, and they looked towards the royal city frequently as if seeking help.

There is no other reason.

The most important battle affecting the situation between humans and demons - the invasion of the [Kingdom of Heilig] and the [Holy Church Base] ended in failure.

No, failure is too mild.

It was a defeat, a truly crushing defeat. They had dispatched an army of over 100,000 monsters and elite demon soldiers, but in the end, they had lost over 90% of their forces.

Before setting out, seeing the army arrayed in an orderly fashion on the vast plain in front of the Demon City, everyone was convinced that humans were absolutely powerless in the face of such a powerful force.

The results revealed were horrific.

Are humans really that strong? Aren't we the chosen race? Will humans launch a counterattack? If so, can our nation triumph?

In order to alleviate the anxiety in their hearts as much as possible, people can only chat about meaningless topics with their close ones.

Because so far, neither the Demon King nor General Fried has made any statement.

On the other hand, the atmosphere inside the royal city was even more depressing than outside.

They had lost so many of their compatriots, and they had been wiped out by unexpected means. They had not been defeated in direct combat, but if that had been the case, they could have held the commander responsible, scolded him to vent their anger, or even launched a legitimate impeachment.

However, no one from top to bottom, not even a single soldier, had ever thought of that.

Who could have imagined that a pillar of light would descend from the sky and annihilate an entire army in one blow?

Can we blame the commander for not anticipating this?

Moreover, the damage they suffered was so great that everyone was at a loss and didn't even have the energy to find out who was responsible.

A man felt the atmosphere in the city and groaned softly in his office.

“Hmm!”

His hands were tightly grasping the front of his clothes, his teeth were clenched hard, his brows were furrowed, and it would not be surprising to say that his handsome face now looked like a ghost mask.

He is the supreme commander of the military, General Fried Bagua.

"How could I be so incompetent!"

He sincerely wanted to punish himself for being useless. The many wounds awakened by the blonde girl were still painful, but it was not enough to punish himself.

Fried had reported his defeat to the Demon King, but the Demon King, who was both God's spokesman and Fried King's beloved, had not punished him.

Fried even considered being executed on the spot. Of course, as the only magic user of the Age of Gods, he wouldn't be easily sacrificed, but he sincerely hoped for a punishment equivalent to death. Even at this moment, the thought of being unable to meet the expectations of His Majesty the Demon King and the great God was overwhelming with shame and a sense of responsibility.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door. When Fried allowed him to enter, his subordinates hurried in.

"Report! The command center just received a report from the Empire and the Sea of ​​Trees!"

"Dabaros and Di Hefu's troops! What happened?!"

The attack on the royal capital ended in failure. Fried hoped that at least the operations of the other two parties would be successful, but when he saw the stiff expressions of his subordinates who came to report, he felt his expectations gradually cool.

"Yes! Reports indicate that Team Di Hefu succeeded in inflicting significant damage to the Imperial Capital. However, Team Di Hefu's assassination attempt on the Emperor... failed, and they appear to have been completely destroyed."

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