“Tears of loyalty, huh? How touching,” I said with a sneer, my lips curling upward instinctively.

The idea of demons and their unwavering devotion disgusted me.

This wasn’t just any ordinary demon serving the Demon King. For someone to spend nearly 500 years creating a potion to bring him back? This one was utterly obsessed—a lunatic entirely consumed by loyalty to the Demon King.

Was there any demon in the Demon Realm more unhinged than this one?

I’d noticed the laboratory looked old, but five centuries old? That level of fixation would even make the Demon King himself sick of it.

My chest felt like it was about to burst, and tears prickled at the corners of my eyes.

I had to clench my eyes tightly to stop them from falling.

“Then why didn’t you stay in the Demon Realm? Why pretend to be human and stay near me?”@@novelbin@@

This demon had taken my only family from me.

And there was no way it was mere coincidence that he ended up at the same orphanage as me. He had to have had a reason—an agenda.

“Crescent.”

He called my name with a tone full of regret.

Hearing him speak my name made me want to burn it off his lips.

“The Demon King’s only child is you. I wanted to see what kind of person the child of His Majesty would grow up to be. You are, after all, the most noble lifeform born in the Demon Realm.”

“That’s disgusting. Don’t talk about me like that.”

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