Andreas was a man who constantly hunted in the magical monster forests beyond the borders of the three kingdoms protected by the Moon Duchy, which was now naturally owned by Desmond, in the north of the empire.This was the empire's greatest scourge in the truest sense, and Andreas himself had withdrawn from the throne struggle he was certain to win solely for this reason, choosing instead to remain within the empire in the north.He did not reside in comfortable palaces; instead, he lived as one of the soldiers, surviving in the forests, in uncomfortable tents, on beds that were far from soft, eating hard bread and vegetables that were on the verge of rotting, and consuming magical beast meat.They called him ‘Hero of the Empire,’ ‘Master of Right Mind,’ ‘Owner of Wild Dreams,’ and most importantly, ‘Leader of the Lowly People.’If Andreas, whose race, gender, and age were unknown, deemed you worthy, you became a member of the empire at that very moment, a soldier of the empire at th

Desmond came directly to the dead human's body, bent over it, and began reading the words written on the body one by one.It was not a human language, and it was not difficult to understand what it was."Elvish..." the young man muttered suddenly.Many races had their own ancient languages. There was also a common language used by everyone. What Desmond was seeing now was the ancient Elvish language.When Desmond finally finished reading what was written on the body, he frowned and said, "Bastards." Immediately afterwards, he activated the three fires within his body to control the flames.Suddenly, energy began to radiate outwards from within.Desmond's essence began to slightly disrupt the pitch-black essence he was struggling against.Desmond himself couldn't understand what was happening. He realised that the pitch-black fire was beginning to break him, but how could that be possible? He was human, and his enemy was the pitch-black, unquenchable fire itself, and he certainly wasn'

When this process was finally completed after nearly half an hour, Desmond had managed to reach a state where he could finally begin the process of forming the magic circle.After taking a deep breath, he gathered the enormous mass of mana, then immediately began to form the draft of that magic circle.Of course, this magic circle would be twenty-one times larger than the first one. One, three, nine, and of course, twenty-one.With each magic circle he formed, Desmond grew exponentially more powerful than a normal wizard. With this fourth magic circle, it would be entirely possible to stand against a wizard who had formed a sixth magic circle.When Desmond finally created the blueprint, he began filling the interior of the magic circle blueprint with mana and managed to complete this process entirely in a short time.In less than an hour, he had managed to create the fourth magic circle almost entirely.Immediately after completing each of these processes, the magic ring began to soli

After calming down, Desmond looked at the dead man's body lying on the grass and then said, "Please give this man a proper funeral, uncle."Evander asked with great curiosity, "Is there a special reason?"Desmond replied, "He watched his wife being murdered. He was trying to keep his body from these criminals, this middle-aged man... This kind-hearted man named Klein had a body capable of holding an unquenchable fire. Unfortunately, everything had already happened to the poor man before he could kill himself. We are very lucky that he reduced his own capacity to hold magic by killing himself."Upon hearing his words, everyone looked at the young man on the ground, Klein's body.Desmond calmly added, "I don't know how many people we lost, but if Klein hadn't killed himself before he was found, we would have lost at least half the capital."With that, everyone else did nothing but swallow hard, one after the other.There was not a single person who would argue that the man lying on the

"We need to stay calm right now, even though it's difficult," said Desmond. Then, turning to Lily, he asked, "Professor, what ingredients are needed for the truth potion?"When all eyes turned to Lily, it became clear that no one knew of an alchemist among them who could make such a potion.Even Evander, the alchemical genius of the Empire, would not attempt such a complex potion."I'll give it to you on a piece of paper. But you do know the side effects of this potion, don't you?" Lily said, seemingly trying to find out what her young student was up to."Don't worry, I won't use it on good people anyway," said Desmond, then looked at the twenty or so criminals kneeling before them, covered in blood and wounds, and then approached one and began to squeeze his throat."There's no need to feel sorry for these bastards," said Desmond, releasing the criminal's throat only when he began to writhe."It will be easy to get information from them after they die, but just in case, it would be b