“Ah, Adrian?”

“You look as if you've seen a ghost.”

I wasn't technically dead, but I might have looked that shocked due to his sudden appearance.

Given the influence of the past's alteration, the prophecy of the demon race had vanished, and there was no longer any reason for him to be at the academy.

I had thought he would be living well as a prince in the royal palace.

“Do you have any memories?”

The Demon King spoke.

She said she couldn’t remember the past before the change. Instead, she knew someone who did.

“Ah, fortunately, I’ve been lucky enough to regain my memories.”

As I expected, Adrian nodded with his usual roguish smile.

He then sat down next to the Demon King.

“Well, now that everyone is here, shall we start the discussion?”

Rainesis, checking back and forth between Adrian and me, opened the conversation with a satisfied smile.

I looked at the two of them with a tense expression, curious about what kind of story would unfold from such an unexpected combination.

A Demon King and Adrian—two individuals who were once enemies, now seeking me out together.

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It was Adrian who initiated the story.

He wore a light smile, but his gaze turned serious as he looked at me.

I could sense a strange weight in his voice.

“The reason the Demon King and I came is to ask you to craft a weapon.”

“…A weapon?”

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