Chapter 250: The Mystical Origins of Huberlian

greeing nor refusing Anor's kindness. He merely thanked him first.As long as the purple-haired noble girl's attention is drawn to herself, she won't misunderstand Huberlian anymore. Naturally, Huberli...Chapter 251: The Curious Origins of Hubrian

Hyberlian sat on the sofa in front of the low, long table in the center of the hall, staring silently at the saintess before him and the murals behind her. {Write to here I hope readers remember our domain name}

In this ethereal hall, forged by millennia of faith, the faint natural light filtering through the windows illuminates the white carvings. The diverse images of deities seem to shimmer, giving her the illusion that they are enacting ancient legends.

"Efa is my mother's name."

"Huberly nodded after a moment, admitting it."

Although she had never heard the name Talia, her father had once told her that her mother's real name was Efa.

Huperlyne thought that since the Snow Witch would ask this question, she must have already had a guess in mind and there was no need to deceive her.

Besides, the Snow Witch is the only one who can help her now, she should try to trust her.

"As expected."

On the other side of the table, the Snow Queen remained impassive upon hearing this, as if she had almost known it the moment she saw Huberlian with her own eyes.

"You are the descendant of the Demon Race princess."

""

Huberly looked at herself in surprise and confusion.

Both Princess Efaitia and Princess Tallia are missing, so you are the last remaining Demon Lord.

The Ice Snow Witch explained faintly.

"This..."

Huperbly was momentarily stunned.

She never expected her mother to have such an identity.

According to his father, Mother was mostly a naive and innocent girl, though that was just her acting as a human. In the end, even Duke Meigaiya couldn't tell how much of it was real and how much was fake.

...and the demon named Talya, Hyperion was unheard of.

Now in this world, the clearly surviving Demon Lords, including myself, should only number seven.

The Ice Snow Witch's voice remained calm as she continued,

"The main battle faction of demons are all dead, the remaining demons were those who refused to participate in the war back then. If they knew you were Elfethia's daughter, they would at least give you some face."

"Is it because of my bloodline"

"It's not entirely true, because if Ephithia retaliates, it will be terrifying."

"……"

For a moment, Huberlian couldn't tell if the Saint was boasting about her mother or putting her down.

"So, of the few Great Demon Clans that still exist in this world, are they all like you, pacifists"

Hyberlia asked again.

She probably understood that the Ice Snow Witch hoped she could seek help from several other Great Demon Lords.

For every cause there is an effect, this can also be seen as a kind of selection. Perhaps the other six great demon clans are all types that have the greatest hope of coexisting with humans.

"I am a pacifist, the two princesses are conscientious objectors, those three in the Imperial Prison are conservatives, and there's one who is a surrenderist."

The Snow Queen stood up and walked to the bookshelf beside her. She ran her eyes over the spines, saying to Huberlyan with her back turned.

The floor was paved with smooth, polished stone. Each slab bore faint, swirling patterns etched by the passage of time. As the Ice Queen walked upon it, her footsteps made almost no sound, as if she glided through the embrace of the gods.

"…"

Clear divisions.

Those who spoke out against war became saints, those who refused to fight were forced into exile, those who held conservative views were imprisoned, and those who prayed for the Lord...well, no one knows what happened to them.

Besides the Snow Queen, only the three in prison are currently known to have fallen.

"How can I help you"

To be of service to the Etherian Kingdom and the Church of the Fates would be an unimaginable feat. As a devout follower of the Goddess of Fate, Hyberlian naturally feels obligated to contribute.

Perhaps I could even help him pay off all the good deeds he owes.

... he could still splurge for another few years.

"I hope I can entrust you with this task, to infiltrate the Empire and make contact with those three great demons in prison. One of them will at least give you face, and we can try to get her back."

The Snow Queen took the last map from the shelf, carrying a few books back to the sofa. She spread them out on the table, pointing at a location, and earnestly pleaded with Huberly.

"Why would a powerful demon listen to me"

Huberlianne looked at the location pointed out by the Ice Snow Witch's fingertip. It was precisely the capital of the Protoss Empire. She then turned her gaze towards the Ice Snow Witch's face.

"Did you know that your mother, Efa'tia, actually has a sister named Talya"

The Snow Queen sighed.

"I never heard my father say that."

Although Huberlian had already gleaned the general relationship between the two princesses through their previous conversation, he still shook his head.

She also only heard today that she had another aunt who was missing.

"There's a powerful demon in prison who's very close to your aunt Talya. If she knew about your blood relation to her, she wouldn't make things difficult for you, and would even try to protect you. So she's someone we absolutely have to try and rescue."

The Snow Witch took out several paintings from the pages of her book, laid them out on the table, and each one depicted a different great demon.

"The most crucial aspect is her abilities. She's an exceptional Demon doctor and strategist. Once war breaks out, she's indispensable whether defending the rear lines or leading logistics."

However, as Huberlian listened to the Snow Queen's story, while looking at the several paintings on the table, she felt more and more uneasy.

She's seen pictures of her mother at home, they weren't as abstract as this.

But she didn't dare to ask who painted these paintings. What if they were painted by the Snow Queen herself That would be embarrassing.

"It's a shame that Talia has gone missing. After rescuing this demon lord, she will probably want to immediately look for Talia. We can only ask you to help us keep her here and assist the Aethelan Kingdom first. We promise her that we will do everything in our power to find clues about Talia, no matter how difficult it may be."

The Snow Queen said helplessly.

If she hadn't seen a glimmer of hope in Hubberly that could possibly secure the aid of this powerful demon, she wouldn't have even considered going to the Imperial Prison.

"What about the other two Great Demon Lords"

Huberly remembered what the Snow Queen had just said, there were three demons in the prison.

Those who could be called "Great Demon Lords" in the demon realm of that year were powerful figures, at least ranked eight or above. Each one held a position of great importance within the demon race.

Don't think those two are trying to rule over them, they're actually loyal demons, just overly conservative.

The Snow Queen seemed to have little interaction with those two demon clan members. When she mentioned them, her tone became much more distant.

For her, only two princesses were old acquaintances who had a close relationship.

Although the other two Great Demon Lords also possess alternative magical talents comparable to those of the Blood Clan, they are unlikely to be willing to fight for another race and can only become unstable factors on the battlefield.

Unless absolutely necessary, the Ice Queen doesn't want to risk releasing them either.

[ ]h the stench of blood and fear, mingled with the acrid smell of burning candles. The stone floor was a crimson canvas, stained deep by the spilled lifeblood, and the flickering candlelight danced acro...