Chapter 335 – Farewell Our Savior

After a year of torment, staying alive with only half a soul, and through Asmodia's passive healing abilities, Haruki knew his time had come. Waking up in his room, he glanced to the side at the stool Asuka used to watch over him overnight.

"Soon now," he said to himself and gathered all his strength to pull himself off the bed.

Walking up to the wardrobe, he picked out Snow's white suit that Rose had once given to wear him for the ceremony, and while putting it on the uproar from the Larian streets finally pierced into his ears, Smiling, he waltzed over to the windows onlooking the now bustling city.

Demons, monsters, demi-humans, and other free tribes of Atlas had all come together to breathe life into the nameless city. Done with the past, their grudges were discarded, and when one had no way of resorting to violence under a queen's command, things were often sorted through dialogue instead of fists.