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[A blood Oath is calling forth and making a pact with the divine. You have invoked this oath, and now, the body shall pay the price]

In her foolishness and desire to have her revenge, Concubine Anabella, the fifth wife of King Julius III, ends up making the forbidden pact. In exchange for her life and the lives of 1000 other people, she begged the demon kind to help make her crippled son the next emperor.

She wanted to call an angel to help her, but she ended up calling the First Demon Lord instead and died before she could pay the full price.

Now stuck in the body of the crippled illegitimate ninth prince, the First Demon Lord had one goal – to regain his power and make this crippled body the next emperor of this continent.

And in his goal, nothing shall remain forbidden. There are no boundaries, and human greed is his bridge.

He, who the god once damned, shall rise again to regain control of the human race and take his place at the top of the human race once more.

The dawn of the Damned race should come soon.

Dawn of the Damned Prince: Awakening of the Crippled Demon Lord

From his vantage point overlooking the square, Fenrir observed the scene with quiet satisfaction. Rui's information had been invaluable, allowing him to counter the threat before it could take root. He had expected the cloaked figures to retreat once they realized they had been discovered, and their departure confirmed his suspicions.

Maric stood beside him, his expression one of mixed relief and curiosity. "So, they're gone?"

"For now," Fenrir replied, his voice calm. "They'll be back. But they've shown their hand, and that gives us the advantage."

Maric frowned. "Why not confront them directly? We could've captured them."

Fenrir's lips curled into a faint smile. "And what would that achieve? Their loyalty lies elsewhere. Eliminating a few pawns doesn't end the game—it only reveals the board."

Maric sighed, but he couldn't argue with Fenrir's logic.

Ch 109: Trouble during festivals - Part 2