Crescent had asked Cyrillote to create a potion that could return her father to his original state, but as expected, he refused.

His reason was that the soul of the Demon King, now revived, couldn’t be erased.

It didn’t seem like he was lying.

Even if there were a way to do it, it made sense he wouldn’t share it.@@novelbin@@

Cyrillote was completely obsessed with the Demon King.

Crescent’s question was met with an immediate response from Cyrillote, who smiled as he spoke.

"I’m here because you’re here, Crescent. You’re the Demon King’s daughter, after all."

"...?"

What is he talking about?

Crescent frowned, genuinely annoyed.

When I was younger, he acted like he had no interest in me, and now that my identity’s been exposed, is he just going to act recklessly?

Just like that, Cyrillote appeared without warning, stirring up her emotions once again.

"Hey, seriously, don’t say that again. It’s disgusting."

Thinking about it, he was the one who had transformed into a child and chased me all the way to the orphanage.

Suddenly, a few words he had said years ago resurfaced in her mind.

You didn't buy this chapter

Buy Now (3 coupons)