At 8:55 a.m., a bustling crowd crowded in front of the high platform, and three girls stood nervously waiting for the ceremony to begin. The Demon King and the Grim Reaper are still nowhere to be seen, and although they know that nothing will go wrong with the two gods, the atmosphere still makes people unable to relax.

The clock hanging above the gate of the Demon King's Palace moved minute by minute, and when the second and minute hands returned to the 12 o'clock position, two gods appeared in the center of the high platform with a huge momentum.

The people who hadn't seen the gods for a long time were silent for a while, but then a small sound came from the crowd, and finally everyone was cheering for the return of the demon king.

The cheers of joy lasted for just a dozen seconds, and then gradually stopped under the signal of the demon king's outstretched hand. He looked at the crowd and waved his right hand casually. People were amazed to see a huge image floating above their heads, which clearly displayed the scene on the high platform, allowing those outside to see what was going on here.

"My people." The voice of the Demon King reached everyone's ears, "A thousand years can change many things, I regret that many familiar faces no longer appear in front of my eyes, but their descendants are still passed down from generation to generation, and to this day, your loyalty to me is stronger than a thousand years." ”

The Demon King spoke softly words of encouragement and reassurance for the void caused by his absence for millennia, and Bianko leaned over Kyld's side, quietly gazing at the deities on the stage. Kyild took her shoulders as if to support her.

“…… I am eternally grateful to you for your continued loyalty to this continent and to me during these millennia, in my absence. The Demon King, who had been speaking incessantly, paused for a moment, "And today, I need to clarify the mistakes we have made that have lasted for thousands of years, and I apologize to the innocent victims.

"Everyone here knows about the return of my dear friend Valutto, and perhaps some know better, knowing that it was the young masters of the three nobles who saved our Grim Reaper. But now, I want to make one more point clear to you: the three of them are invaluable, but the three women who traveled with them are the key to bringing Valuto back to us.

"The Black Winged One has been seen as a symbol of sin for thousands of years. Many people don't know why, only that they are considered guilty, and as long as they carry the lines of black wings on their bodies, then they should be imprisoned for the rest of their lives. ”

The Demon King paused briefly for a few seconds, and he closed his eyes as if he was saddened by what had happened in the past thousand years.

"It's my fault." He said frankly, unconcerned about the uproar from the crowd, "Before I passed out, I saw the children with markers. The black wings reminded me of a god - many of you here know that the goddess who declared war on me had such black wings.

"But before I could discern what the marks meant, I had to fall into a deep sleep to repair the wounds I had suffered. It was the most sensitive period a thousand years ago, and in order to avoid all accidents, my loyal subordinates decided that it was a potential threat.

"It wasn't his fault, it was the misunderstanding that I had so categorically associated with the goddess Imoryla before I was sure of its true meaning, so that, for millennia, these people with black wings suffered unjustified calamities.

"It wasn't until the return of my dear friend, Valuto, the god of death, that he told me what they really meant. They are not guilty, and they have nothing to do with the goddess herself. In fact, the people with black wings are the group of people who should be treated the most well in the Demon King Continent. ”

At this time, the Grim Reaper stepped forward and took over the explanation of the Demon King.

"Before I was ambushed, I foresaw a catastrophe where I might be forced to leave here." His voice was as clear as a jade clash of stones, "So I'm ready, I'm going to scatter a small part of my soul into pieces, and they're going to look for souls who have unwavering loyalty to the Demon King Continent and give them a unique mark - those black wings. Whoever has the black wings will be able to save me from my situation and bring me back here. But...... But I have not been able to leave enough explanations before that they will be convicted of great injustice in these thousand years. ”

"Our mistakes have caused a millennium of tragedy." The Demon King continued, "For the family of the Black Winged One, this is even more terrible than a natural disaster. ”

"We want to be able to atone for their sins, and even though the vast majority of them have died, we still have a chance to make amends." "And today, at this time, I think we owe it to them to apologize for standing beside us. ”

Kyild nudged Bianco, reminding her that it was time for her to step forward. The girl looked at him nervously, and with some stiffness followed Ranoda up the platform, where Rosette was helped by Leti at the end.

Standing on the high platform, looking at the dense crowd of people in front of her, Bianko felt dizzy. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't even think of what she was going to do next.

Thankfully, she wasn't the first person to speak.

"Maybe we're saying that and you're not feeling real." The Demon King said indifferently, "We have obtained their consent and beg them to open their scars again and show their affairs here." I hope that everyone here can listen to them quietly. ”

The coercion of the demon king made the people in the audience dare not speak up, and they nodded silently, setting their eyes on the first woman to stand in front. Her belly undoubtedly represented her current state, and the nobleman beside her was a protective gesture of identity.

"I'm Rosette, Rosette Yoshiwa." The long, golden-green haired woman said in her voice as soft as silk, "My family is a small family that has long since declined and is not worth mentioning. When I was 12 years old, I was looking out at the trees in the distance while I was resting from my studies, but I heard the screams of my family elders, who pointed at my back, and without giving me any explanation or allowing me to discern, they took me to the Demon King's palace and put me in prison.

"At that time, I was the third and last to arrive in that particular cell that was only used for the Black Winged Ones. And I was the least imprisoned there – I was only held for six years. For 6 years, my two friends and I talked every day, we talked about family, about friends before we went to prison, about the sounds of the outside that could be heard from the cell.

"There's nothing more to say, we talk about the meals every day, how it's made, where its ingredients come from, how they're produced. We'd even scratch the floor and railings of our cells, guessing what materials they were made of, and what kind of demeanor the craftsmen were doing the work with—until we had nothing more to say, and we'd start from the beginning. ”

Rosette closed her eyes, she looked like she was about to cry. Leti hugged her tightly and patted her on the shoulder. She quickly shook off the sad emotion and raised a warm smile.

"But when I was 18 years old, the Demon King returned to us." Her voice was slightly choked, but she still struggled to make herself laugh, "He was lenient in releasing me from prison and making Mr. Letty my supervisor to make sure I could fit into my current life." I can't forget my previous life, but it was my greatest luck to meet Mr. Letty. ”

She looked brightly at Leti, who stared at her as if he wanted to kiss her right here, but his self-control worked brilliantly. Letty and Rosette bowed slightly in the direction of the crowd and walked back.

"I'm Ranorda, Ranoda Mento." Ranoda walked lightly to the front, and even generously saluted the people in the audience with the non-existent hem of her skirt, "My father is better known to everyone, he is a great teacher. When I was 6 years old, I was in my father's school, and as I listened to my father's story about the history of a thousand years ago, the child I went to school with cried and pointed at my back—a black light that I later learned was there, and I could tell that it was the wings.

"So I was sent to prison, even though my father tried to get me away, but when he found out that he couldn't do it, he wanted to visit me." Lanoda smiled, but there were tears in her eyes, "But he wasn't allowed to visit me either." We could only see each other in prison, and Lady Detilla, who provided us with food and clothing.

"I was the second person to go to prison, I was only 6 years old, I didn't understand anything, I had a bad personality, I always wanted to play around. But I couldn't do that anymore because I had to stay in my cell and I couldn't go anywhere. I didn't even have the patience to talk to my cellmate, because at that time she — she couldn't even speak. ”

There was a hint of bitterness in Lanoda's smile, and she lowered her head, and when she looked up again, she talked about her current life.

"The year after Rosette left prison, I was 18 years old and also left prison." She said plainly, "Although I ...... I was reluctant to leave the girl there alone, but I knew I couldn't choose. I was taken care of by the Tap family, and although Wokan Tap always acted unreliable, he just didn't show his intelligence. He's proposing to me right now, and I'm still thinking about whether or not to say yes. ”

Wokan made an exaggerated gesture in the audience, and Lanoda winked playfully, hiding the tears. Wokan jumped onto the stage in three or two steps, grabbed Lanorda's waist, and took her back in a circle.

Finally, there was the black-haired girl who looked a little stage frightened.